Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1493: Chapter 908: Missing

Yang Xiao held a sketch map in his hand, drawn by Munan from memory, and combined with the map left by Mr. Zhou Mingxiao the previous night.

This map was highly accurate, even marking the turns in the corridor paths and the room distribution in the core area of Chen’s Strange Film Industry, which was crucial.

Yang Xiao, Jiang Qingluan, and Chen Nang gathered together, repeatedly simulating tonight’s actions against the map, stopping only after confirming all action details.

In the time that followed, everyone rested to prepare for tonight’s fierce battle.

Shu Shuang didn’t remain idle; she was diligent, voluntarily making coffee for everyone in the pantry. It was clear she wanted to prove herself, to make up for the harm she caused earlier today, and to be of value.

"Brother Liu, have a cup of coffee to warm up." Shu Shuang approached warmly, offering a cup of coffee to Liu Yang with a sincere expression, saying, "I’ll rely on you to take care of things tonight."

"Leave it to me." Liu Yang, receiving the coffee, was very pleased with Shu Shuang’s humble attitude. Indeed, newcomers need discipline; if he had straightened her out sooner, she would have behaved earlier.

Upon seeing Liu Yang drink the coffee, Shu Shuang’s smile widened and she went to serve Yang Xiao and the others coffee, with three cups left on the tray.

Due to her injured left hand, she struggled to hold the tray, almost shaking all the way. Noticing this, Jiang Qingluan stood up to take over, telling her to rest.

"Sister Qingluan, you must win tonight!" Shu Shuang encouraged her, "I’ll guard the home for you."

"Take care of yourself, stay alert at night." Jiang Qingluan patted her head, glancing in Liu Yang’s direction with a significant warning.

"I know, I’ll get along well with Brother Liu." Shu Shuang responded with a smile.

Yang Xiao and the others never dared to relax their vigilance, waiting, waiting for a crucial phone call, with Jiang Qingluan’s phone lying on the table.

As time ticked away, Yang Xiao checked the time several times; it was already past 9, almost 9:30, yet no news had come.

According to that middle-aged man, the store owner should have been back by 9 at the latest, with an old customer wanting milk.

Now his worst fear had come true; he might have been deceived.

"Should we call Zhang Jianjun to check the situation?" Chen Nang suggested.

"Let’s wait a little longer." Yang Xiao decided to wait until 9:30. He believed Zhang Jianjun understood the priorities and might have encountered some trouble.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qingluan’s phone vibrated. Almost immediately, Yang Xiao grabbed it. Seeing it was a call from Zhang Jianjun, he took a deep breath, praying silently to the Bodhisattva before answering.

As soon as he answered, Zhang Jianjun’s urgent and intense voice came through, "It’s wrong, all wrong! The ghost isn’t that dead worker!" freeweɓnovel.cøm

Realizing his own panic, Zhang Jianjun took a deep breath and calmed himself down, "The store owner came late, we just caught him as you said, he was indeed one of the workers who left East Mountain Machinery Factory after the fire."

"According to his memory, the worker who got caught in the machine and died was named Wang. He was quite special, having accidentally touched a high-voltage line as a child, rendering him disabled, with both arms amputated. Not to mention fingers, he didn’t even have arms! That Source Ghost isn’t him!"

"Could someone with such a disability work in a factory?" Yang Xiao questioned logically.

"He had connections, was a related household, a distant relative of the factory’s deputy manager, said to be the little brother-in-law of the second cousin’s third grand-uncle."

"This person lazed around all day, usually helping guard some parts at the factory, considered half a security guard. That day, drunk, who knows what possessed him, singing and fell into the machine." Zhang Jianjun explained.

"Is this information reliable?" Yang Xiao felt uneasy hearing it.

"Don’t worry, to get the story right, that son of a bitch made me buy three smoked chickens from him. Zhou Hai and I are outside munching on them!"

Zhang Jianjun became increasingly agitated, "That damned owner, the chickens were leftovers from days ago! They taste sour!"

"Understood, come back soon, we’ll handle things here." Yang Xiao hung up the phone.

However, he didn’t immediately put down the phone, instead, he opened the message interface and sent a text to Zhang Jianjun. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Soon, he received a reply, their prearranged code.

The person on the other end was indeed Zhang Jianjun, no doubt.

The Ghost was too cunning; they had to be cautious. During their call, Chen Nang had also tried calling Zhang Jianjun with the phone left by Munan but couldn’t connect, showing it was in a call, Yang Xiao’s text was double insurance.

The situation had flipped again. The Ghost wasn’t the first worker to die tragically at East Mountain Machinery Factory; with no arms, there were no hands or fingers to speak of.

Someone among them had witnessed the Ghost firsthand: Mr. Zhou Mingxiao, captured with a DV camera at night, a terrifying presence crawling on the floor with all four limbs, inconsistent with the worker amputated in childhood.

Moreover, Zhou Mingxiao clearly mentioned that the horror aura of the one who pursued him during the day matched the Ghost captured at night.

It could be determined that the killer ghost during the day and the one that appeared last at night were one and the same, the Source Ghost in this mission, everyone believed in Mr. Zhou’s judgment.