Livestream

Translator: CinderTL

Liu Guo raised his head, comparing the house number marked on the paper in his hand with the one on the door before slowly exhaling and turning his head to say, "This should be the place."

About an hour ago, the four of them from Building 3 had turned Wei Jinting's room 503 upside down, finally finding a business card in a very hidden drawer.

The person on the card called himself Manager Zhao, engaged in warehousing and logistics-related business. There was also contact information and an office address on the back.

They had followed this lead to get here.

"Knock, knock, knock." Liu Guo knocked on the door.

Soon, footsteps sounded from inside, and then the door opened inward, revealing a man around 35 years old.

The man was dressed in a suit, but it couldn't hide his fatigue. His dark circles were noticeable, as if he hadn't rested well for a long time.

"Was it you who called earlier?" the man asked.

Liu Guo nodded, "It was me."

The man's gaze swept over them, lingering for a few more seconds on Lu Huaxu, who was wearing a hood, before stepping aside, "Come in and talk."

After the four entered the room, they found it was a well-decorated office. The entire set of rosewood furniture, a huge fish tank at the entrance with several quite beautiful Arowana swimming slowly inside.

The spacious boss desk was very impressive, with exquisitely crafted tea sets placed on it, and several tea pets of different shapes sitting quietly there.

The four sat on the sofa, and the man who called himself Manager Zhao walked over, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he sat down, "Is it still about Li Maoshen?"

"Yes," Liu Guo said calmly, "We are all Maoshen's friends, and we want to understand some..."

"Ha," the man sneered, looking at Liu Guo and the others as if he were scrutinizing a group of vampires, "Stop pretending, aren't you just here for money?"

"How much this time?" The man glared at them fiercely, threatening, "Let me tell you, I'm not a pushover either. This is the last time. If there's a next time," he gritted his teeth, "I'll make sure you regret it!"

The surface work of the group was quite good. No matter what they were thinking inside, their faces remained calm. "We're not here for money this time," Wei Jinting followed his words, "You understand, the incident at that time had a very bad impact."

The man was stunned, "You're not here to blackmail me?"

After saying this, he glanced up and down at Lu Huaxu, as if he felt it would be a waste of talent for someone dressed like him not to do something illegal.

Lu Huaxu grinned, revealing a mouthful of pale teeth, scaring the man into quickly averting his gaze.

After a few more probes, the man finally confirmed that the people in front of him were not what he had initially thought, and then his attitude softened a lot, not as resistant as before.

He poured a cup of tea for everyone, then sat down, took a sip of his tea, and said, "Actually... I'm also quite sorry about what happened to Maoshen. Such a good person, gone just like that, really... sigh!" The man sighed.

"We weren't there when Maoshen had the accident," Wei Jinting's eyes slowly reddened, and there was a hint of suppressed emotion in his voice, "We didn't even get to see him off for the last time."

"Little brother, it's a good thing you weren't there!" The man waved his hand and hurriedly said.

"What do you mean?" Wu raised his head and asked.

The man swallowed, and then as if remembering something, first walked to the door, looked outside, and then closed the door.

After walking back, the man seemed to have become a different person. He rubbed his arm as he said, "Actually... actually, before Maoshen had the accident, I felt something was off with him."

"Not just me," he raised his head and immediately added, "Many people around him felt something was off."

Liu Guo leaned forward, staring at the man and asked, "What was off?"

"Since you're Maoshen's friends, you probably know that he was doing livestreams. Nowadays, just doing livestreams doesn't make money, livestream selling is what makes money. The goods Maoshen sold were from our warehouse, and the selection was also my responsibility."

"But a while ago when he came here to do a livestream, I noticed something was off with him."

"His mental state was very poor, and he was always paranoid, always looking behind him, and he had to sit close to the wall, leaving no gap."

"Until one time, when it was just the two of us in the room, he suddenly asked me mysteriously, did I hear any sound?"

"Of course not," the man said excitedly, "It was just the two of us in the room, I remember very clearly, it was very quiet, not a sound."

"But Maoshen seemed terrified, he looked everywhere, huddled on the sofa, trembling uncontrollably."

"I comforted him while asking him what was wrong," the man exhaled and explained, "I thought it was the pressure from livestreaming, so I advised him to take a break, go on a vacation, relax."

"But he told me he always heard a strange scratching sound, but every time he went to look for it, he couldn't find the source."

"I was curious, so I asked him what kind of scratching sound it was?"

"Then he froze, and stared at me with that piercing gaze," at this point, the man also swallowed, as if recalling the scene, his face changed.

"He reached out, hooked his fingers, and slowly scratched the wooden armrest of the sofa with his nails."

"Screech—"

The sudden sound couldn't help but send a chill down Liu Guo's spine, this aversion came from within, unrelated to anything else.

"You mean nails?" Wei Jinting frowned and asked.

When the man said this, the expressions of the others all changed somewhat, except for Lu Huaxu who was wearing a hood.

Because his face couldn't be seen.

Everyone involuntarily thought of the ghost hand that attacked Banana Wolf.

That hand had long and sharp nails.

It was unclear what he thought of, or if such a vivid scene scared the man, but his breathing began to quicken.

"I was so scared, I told him to shut up, but he seemed like a different person, first asking me if there was someone hiding in my safe? I immediately said no, how could that be?"

"But he didn't believe me, saying the sound was coming from inside, so I had no choice but to open it to show him."

"Honestly, at the moment of opening the safe, I was really afraid of seeing something terrible," the man instinctively tightened his suit, recalling, "But luckily, there were only some documents inside."

"But Maoshen was relentless, one moment saying there was a scratching sound outside the door, the next insisting it was in the drawer, how could that be?"

The man grimaced, "The drawer is so small, how could a person hide in it?"

(End of the Chapter)

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