But he was equally aware that if Mr. Steve had other plans, his sudden appearance could very likely throw the other party into disarray.
...
There was nothing unusual on the second floor of the apartment, Yan Junze did not check each unit, but merely swept the corridors with his flashlight and immediately climbed to the third floor.
In the quiet of the silent night, within the serene apartment building, only the echo of his footsteps reverberated.
The building was too quiet, devoid even of the sound of dripping water, all of which hinted that this place was akin to a dead zone, utterly lifeless.
He similarly scanned the third-floor hallway with his flashlight, and nothing was amiss.
However, from here he could see that several rooms on this floor were not closed; some were ajar, others wide open, and they too were pitch black, revealing nothing inside.
Yan Junze continued to climb up the stairwell towards the fourth floor.