There is a kitchen, a dining room, and private rooms on the second floor.

This voice came to the restaurant, but no one responded. Under the dining table lay corpses that were stiff and long dead. These corpses were no longer supernatural under the curse of the knocker, they were just ordinary corpses.

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Then the voice came to the kitchen.

It was dark inside the kitchen with the door open, and the sound wandered around once it entered and then retreated back.

Still no response.

But in the darkness, a series of black footprints on the floor tiles had extended from somewhere in the kitchen and disappeared on the steps to the third floor.

"There is nothing on the second floor, neither Zhao Lei nor anything else was found." Lin Luomei tensed up and said through the loudspeaker.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

This result was a bit unexpected for him, because after the first investigation, he was basically sure that there was indeed a ghost on the second floor, and it was a ghost whose situation was unknown and highly dangerous.

"Nothing? This is impossible. Where did the ghost on the second floor go?"

Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes wide and said with a bit of horror, he was not Yang Jian, he was just a child who didn't have so many ideas, so he spoke out out of fear in his heart.

"Last time Yang Jian and I met Tong Qian's ghost face in the restaurant on the second floor, but there was another ghost attracted by the ghost candle. I couldn't predict the specific situation of that ghost, because no matter how I predicted it, Yang Jian and I

The result was death, the body was cut into several pieces, and the head was placed on the dining table... Yang Jian and I couldn't die any more."

Russell next to him couldn't help but tremble when he heard this: "Is there such a thing? Did you foresee the death of yourself and Yang Jian?"

He also knew from previous exchanges that Xiong Wenwen's ability is to predict the future. Within the next hour, he can predict everything about himself.

Xiong Wenwen nodded fearfully.

"Oh my god." Russell's heart collapsed.

When even the thighs are capsized, the danger here has reached the sky-high.

Yang Jian said calmly: "Children, don't talk nonsense. The foreseeable future is just the worst situation that we are about to encounter. Since we can predict it, we can avoid it. For example, if there is a pit ahead, I will be there if I take three steps forward."

If I fell in and died, if I had predicted it in advance, would I still have fallen into that pit?"

"Your ability is a layer of insurance. Only with you here will the mortality rate be minimized, so don't worry about predicting your death."
Chapter completed!