"Do we shower together?"

"No need, we have an hour."

"Have you checked the bathroom? Who goes first?"

...

Yu Xing walked to the bathroom on the red carpet and saw two men standing at the door, discussing.

It was Yi and Han Zhiyong.

Yi asked Han Zhiyong if they should shower together, but he refused.

Apart from these two, Han Xinyi and Ai Li were not there, and White Face was also absent.

At the moment, everyone was not wearing masks, and the mask straps were tied around their waists.

Yu Xing could see that both men seemed to have varying degrees of abrasions on their bodies, and their faces were bruised. They had probably encountered a specter, but it was unclear which one had made the noise upstairs.

In any case, they didn't seem as anxious anymore, probably realizing the danger of occupying the rooms and calming down.

When Han Zhiyong saw Yu Xing, he stopped discussing and instead provocatively closed his mouth and glanced at him.

Yu Xing: "..."

Oh, are you glaring at me?

Yu Xing responded with a smile to Han Zhiyong.

Although Han Zhiyong had just refused Yi, he had no intention of leaving after Yu Xing, Zeng Lai, and Huai arrived. Everyone wanted to shower as soon as possible and then occupy the rooms with peace of mind. It was better than occupying the rooms while worrying about any sudden situations that might prevent them from entering the bathroom within the shower time.

Alice didn't like people being late, and this condition had been reminded to the nun and the housekeeper many times in just a few hours. Obviously, this condition had to be followed, or the consequences might be terrible.

"Oh, you're all here."

The next moment, two girls walked over.

Huai didn't know when she had met Han Xinyi, so they came together. She looked at the men blocking the door in confusion and then waved her hand. "I don't know what you're doing, but... good luck?"

Huai: "Good luck?"

Zeng Lai: "Good luck with what?"

Yu Xing: "You too, good luck."

Huai happily entered the women's bathroom, Han Xinyi pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows at Yu Xing, and followed her in. Zeng Lai then turned around and asked Yu Xing in confusion, "Good luck with what?"

Yu Xing didn't know either. He didn't understand Huai's thought process and just responded casually.

He shrugged, "It doesn't matter, let's go in."

Huai remained silent and went in first, as if she didn't want to be as noisy as Zeng Lai.

After a few people went in, Han Zhiyong, who had just refused Yi, frowned.

Forget it, let's go together.

The slap in the face always comes so quickly.

Everyone had checked the bathroom before, but at that time, it wasn't shower time, and there was nothing there.

This time, when they went in, the central bathtub in the bathroom was already filled with water, emitting hot steam, and the water vapor had fogged up the mirrors embedded in the walls.

The light from various gemstones reflected in the water, making the surface look very eerie, as if a witch had mixed potions together and made a pot of poison.

Huai went to the large bathtub and walked towards the separate wooden tubs around the bathtub. "I'll use this tub..."

She paused halfway through her sentence.

Yu Xing also walked towards a tub and then saw something shocking.

The previously empty tub was now filled with blood!

It wasn't noticeable from a distance, but as he got closer, he could smell the unique scent of blood lingering in the air.

A disturbing feeling spread.

Zeng Lai hesitated, "Do we still use it?"

Huai: "...No."

Yu Xing silently stopped and walked towards the bathtub.

What did the appearance of blood in the bathtub during their designated time mean?

No one knew.

They subconsciously moved away from the tub, and Yi looked around and asked, "What should we do? Shower as usual? Change clothes?"

"Check the wardrobe." Yu Xing said.

He remembered that there were eight locked wardrobes, and since the time had come, they might be able to open them.

Sure enough, when they walked to the wardrobes, the ones that couldn't be opened before were now accessible, and there was a label on each door.

"Please put your dirty clothes in the wardrobe, and new clothes will be automatically placed in the wardrobe after the guests finish bathing."

Below the prompt, each person's title was written, and the eight wardrobes corresponded to each person.

At that moment, White Face also came in, silently approaching them, with a low presence.

Huai found her wardrobe and said lightly, "It's okay, there doesn't seem to be any substantial danger. The sooner we shower, the sooner we can leave."

After speaking, she took off her shirt.

She was even thinner than she looked, a bit gaunt, and didn't seem like the kind of deductionist who relied on physical skills.

Yu Xing also opened the wardrobe and looked inside. There was a white bath towel hanging inside, and there was also a compartment on the top shelf.

Since they were all men, and Yu Xing wasn't one to be too concerned, he quickly undressed, wrapped the towel around his waist, covering the important parts, and then reached into the pocket of his pants.

A piece of wire...

A padlock...

A utility knife...

A small mirror...

These were all things he had taken from the second-floor utility room. Since he had entered the utility room, there was no reason not to take something.

He put the items in the compartment and then glanced at the mirror, not seeing his "good friend" in it.

So far, apart from the bathtub, there were no more abnormalities.

Several people got into the bathtub, and although the lighting was eerie, the effect of relieving fatigue was immediate.

The hot water enveloped their skin, and Yu Xing let out a sigh.

His constitution made him naturally fond of warmth, and warm things were always better than cold, better than the chill and curse that flowed through his limbs and engraved itself into his bones.

The group quieted down and immersed themselves in the brief comfort.

After about two or three minutes of tranquility, Zeng Lai couldn't help it.

Taking a bath was supposed to be a relaxing activity, especially for those with relatively good strength present, who weren't so nervous. When they relaxed, they wanted to talk to others even more.

He glanced at Huai, whose curly hair was damp from the steam, and she had her eyes closed, lost in thought. Yu Xing was frowning slightly, seeming a bit uneasy.

Zeng Lai's eyes lit up as he found a topic and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

Yu Xing: "...Nothing."Using his hand to push back the hair on his forehead, Yu Xing closed his eyes and silently calculated the time.

Zeng Lai refused to give up. "You don't look too good."

Yu Xing sighed, feeling that he probably didn't look too healthy. He replied, "Anemia."

Yes, he was calculating the time for his bath. Due to his physical condition, he couldn't soak for too long, or he would faint.

Sigh... people's joys and sorrows are not the same.

As he said this, Huai opened his eyes in surprise and looked at him, interjecting, "I thought you were the kind of person related to abilities and specters... I didn't expect it to be due to your physical condition."

Han Zhiyong, Yi, and White Face also looked over. Originally, they wanted to see how bad Yu Xing's complexion was, but they found that when they looked, only one person was magnified in their eyes—this guy really knows how to cause trouble.

So the three of them moved their gazes away indignantly.

As for his complexion, Yu Xing always felt pale, so it didn't matter.

After a while, Yi said, "Shouldn't we consolidate the current information about the specters? After all, the specters are our common enemy. In order to survive, we should at least..."

Han Zhiyong interrupted him. "No."

"But..."

"Don't forget, not only are the specters our enemies, we are also enemies to each other," Han Zhiyong sneered. "As long as we have conflicting interests, if someone else's death benefits us, then cooperation is impossible."

Zeng Lai also said, "Look, someone doesn't want to cooperate. Let's forget it. It's not realistic for all eight of us to cooperate. Just take care of yourselves."

Clatter...

Yu Xing pushed himself up and sat on the edge of the bath, casually picking up the neatly folded white towel and draping it over his bare upper body. Without participating in the topic of cooperation, he simply said, "I'm not going to soak."

Not participating was also a kind of statement. Yi sighed and had to give up.

Yu Xing wiped himself with the towel for a while, then walked to his cabinet and opened the door, taking out the change of clothes prepared for him by Alice Castle.

How should this be evaluated... Apart from the necessary clothing, Alice also prepared a set of new clothes printed with "Alice's Hell Tour" for them.

The clothes were placed in the compartment above, and the old clothes were gone, but the things he took from the utility room were still there. Yu Xing changed into the new clothes at a leisurely pace, looking up at the space in front of the cabinet that could accommodate one person.

Several empty hangers hung on the wooden rod, not affecting the volume of the space at all. He raised his eyebrows slightly, always feeling that in a terrifying environment, having such a cabinet was very much like an indispensable presence in certain horror games.

The flashlight is the father, and the cabinet is the mother.

Yu Xing had a hunch that it would come in handy...

Speaking of which, he only felt after leaving the bath that the air in the bathroom was not actually stuffy, but rather faintly chilly, gradually waking up his slightly drowsy head due to being in the hot water.

The temperature doesn't seem right.

"Ah!!"

Just as he thought that, a sudden scream came from the neighboring women's bath. It sounded like Huang Bai.

Everyone was stunned, and for a moment, Yu Xing even thought that Han Xinyi had attacked Huang Bai.

A few seconds later, Huang Bai shouted, "Huai!!! It's coming, quickly hide!"

She only reminded Huai, but it didn't matter. The deductionists in the men's bath all had changed expressions.

What's coming?

Where to hide?

"Splash—"

Several splashing sounds, one after another, as they all got up, not even having time to change clothes, and could only drape the white towels casually over themselves, watching the entrance to the bath as if facing a great enemy.

Huang Bai continued to shout, "Don't let it see you with its eyes. It can't sense human breath, only relying on sight. Quickly hide!"

Don't let it see you? Is it a rule-based specter?

Everyone looked around and just happened to see Yu Xing in front of the cabinet, naturally also seeing the space inside the cabinet.

Yi's eyes lit up. "Hide in the cabinet! We'll wait for this thing to leave before deciding what to do!"

Zeng Lai said, "Good, hurry!"

Yu Xing watched as they all ran to their respective cabinets, frowned, and took something out of the compartment above the cabinet, then instead of going into the cabinet, he reached out and grabbed the towel around Zeng Lai's waist.

Zeng Lai abruptly stopped, holding onto the towel to keep it from falling, giving Yu Xing a big question mark with his eyes.

Yu Xing said softly, "Do you remember the bloodstains we saw in the other cabinets? Where do you think... that blood came from?"

Zeng Lai was taken aback, then his pupils shrank.

"Damn, I almost fell for it."

He quickly grabbed Huai. "Wait, don't go in—let's hide somewhere else, not in the cabinet!"

At the same time, a shrill ghostly roar came from outside, rapidly approaching from a distance, making everyone's hair stand on end.

Huai hesitated for a moment, then was directly dragged away by the strong Zeng Lai. He thought that Zeng Lai had no reason to harm him at this time, so he followed.

—This is probably the benefit of Zeng Lai, a righteous and well-known deductionist. In a critical moment, people with a good relationship with him wouldn't suspect him of having bad intentions.

Zeng Lai had a loud voice. If Yu Xing's words were only heard by Zeng Lai, then Zeng Lai's words were heard by everyone. Yi also had his hand on the cabinet door, thought for a moment, and surprisingly didn't go into the cabinet.

The bathroom was so small. Apart from the cabinets, the only things that could block the line of sight were the few bathtubs filled with blood.

It's not that they wanted to sink their whole bodies in—doing so might trigger something else.

Just talking about the volume of the bathtubs, they were large enough for an adult male to hide behind without being noticed.

Zeng Lai pulled Huai to crouch behind a bathtub, and saw that Yi had also found a bathtub for cover. He didn't say anything, then looked up and saw that Yu Xing was still standing by the cabinet!

At the entrance, in the steamy atmosphere of the bathroom, a blurry black figure had already appeared, twisted and deformed, undoubtedly a specter.

Hey, what are these two waiting for?

He urgently shouted, "Xing, why haven't you hidden yet!"

Yu Xing turned his head and smiled at him, playing with the thing in his hand.

Han Zhiyong and White Face didn't listen to Zeng Lai's words, decisively went into the cabinet, and closed the cabinet door.White Face was taciturn and extremely unsociable; Yu Xing had never heard him speak. Yet Han Zhiyong still insisted on hiding in the cabinet, probably out of some kind of distrust...

After all, he was on the opposite side of Yu Xing. What if Yu Xing and the others were already prepared for the current situation and deliberately lured him away from safety?

With this mindset, Han Zhiyong concealed himself inside the cabinet, the light blocked, plunging him into darkness.

He was all too familiar with this; in fact, being in the dark gave him a sense of security.

However, the next moment, he heard a faint "click."

Then came a muffled sound of something hitting the cabinet door.

Han Zhiyong was startled and immediately pushed at the door.

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It wouldn't budge... Damn, it was locked!

His eyes narrowed, he asked in a dark tone, "Who's there?"

The voice outside was even more sinister than his, magnetic with a mocking tone, and a chilling coldness, "Who else could it be?"

"Yu Xing! What the hell do you want to do!?" With the Specter nearby, Han Zhiyong dared not raise his voice too much, only able to ask through gritted teeth,

Outside the wardrobe, Yu Xing flicked the lock with his finger, the very item he had just taken out from the miscellaneous pile. A subtle curve formed at the corner of his mouth.

"Since you've made the wrong choice and given me an opportunity... then deal with it properly."