Li Jason Si and Max Fang went up to the third floor again.
Last night, the two heard Grace Yang's scream and hurried down from the third floor. They found that Niu Xinyan's son was burned, and then they encountered a series of messy things. People died one after another. They never came up again. The third floor remained the same as when they ran downstairs. This time, the two had no distractions and went straight to the small dark room. They collected the scattered documents, packed them in bags and brought them down. The body of the beer belly was also dragged down by the two of them and buried back in the sand pit.
There are several other rooms on the third floor.
Max Fang's curiosity was unprecedentedly swelled. Tomorrow would be the seventh day, and someone would come to pick him up. In any case, this hurdle was passed, and he began to have other thoughts.
"Let's open another door and take a look," Max Fang said. "Chen Hui is right. We don't know where the boss behind the scenes is. It's better for us to look for clues so that we won't be too passive."
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