Chapter 40.2 ?

——Meanwhile.

Not long after Xu Ming and her group left.

Another bus stopped at the hotel’s entrance.

Fang Xueqing peeked out from inside, with a hint of hesitation on her face.

And this hesitation turned into deep astonishment when she saw the notice at the hotel’s entrance.

“Hey, hey!” She couldn’t help but pat her companion’s arm, “Look at this!”

“Looking.” Ling Guang pursed his lips, politely nodded to the staff at the door, and then was pulled aside by Fang Xueqing.

“Don’t panic. Let’s sort out the situation first.” She flipped through the records on her phone, astonished, “Is this our second round already?”

“Probably.” Ling Guang also looked at his phone, “Don’t you have records of the first round?”

“I do, but it looks weird.” Fang Xueqing pursed her lips, “And why are there so many Urban Legend Demolition Office here…”

If it was just that, it would be fine. The key was that she woke up to find herself wearing an Urban Legend Demolition Office badge.

More importantly, her rulebook had clearly been activated once.

To be precise, it established rules about “doors,” but the relevant rules were not used, and eventually expired automatically after the time limit. The evidence was her body, which showed no damage, indicating that the “key” triggering the rule was not used in the end.

The problem was, since she activated the rulebook, it meant it was a crucial moment, but it wasn’t used in the end… This was very confusing.

With many questions, Fang Xueqing quickly browsed her records. After a while, she finally locked onto a keyword—

At the same time, Ling Guang also seemed to find something, his eyes paused, and the two spoke in unison: “Gu Ming.”

After a moment of silence, Fang Xueqing hesitated and said, “There was an incident in the hotel, and she organized an evacuation.”

“But she’s an intern.” Ling Guang frowned.

“…I think I gave her my key.” Fang Xueqing continued to scroll through the records.

“But she’s an intern.” Ling Guang kept frowning.

“…Our conclusions from the first round were also provided by her.” Fang Xueqing slowly raised her eyes.

“The problem is, isn’t she an intern?” Ling Guang’s eyebrows furrowed so tightly that they could almost catch a fly.

Fang Xueqing: “…” You’re asking me, how would I know?

“Two possibilities.” After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke, “Either she’s lying, and she’s not actually an intern.”

“Or, her organization really does an amazing job at training newcomers.”

“…” Ling Guang exchanged a look with her, and the two of them tacitly glanced back at the hotel entrance. The notice posted there had the words “Urban Legend Demolition Office” clearly visible.

Out of a heavy sense of concern, Fang Xueqing hesitated for a moment before walking back to the front of the hotel to inquire about Gu Ming’s situation in a roundabout way. To her surprise, the hotel staff were quite straightforward, directly telling her that the woman from another organization had already left on the previous bus.

Whether the information was true or not, Fang Xueqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was pondering her next steps, an even more surprising scene unfolded.

Two more hotel staff emerged from behind the building, dragging a somewhat familiar suitcase. Upon seeing them, the first thing they asked was if they knew Tang Menglong.

Fang Xueqing exchanged a puzzled look with Ling Guang before cautiously nodding. She then watched as the staff pushed the suitcase towards them.

“Something he left behind,” one of them said, “He hoped you could take it.”

Fang Xueqing’s heart pounded heavily. Just as she was about to ask more questions, the staff member turned and left.

Turning her gaze back to the suitcase, she suddenly realized why it seemed familiar—it was the same one Tang Menglong had when he left.

Opening the suitcase, she found it filled with randomly piled items.

From spare clothes to a mobile phone, keys, and a notebook for recording.

Fang Xueqing stood there in a daze for a while before slowly closing the suitcase.

Ling Guang stood beside her and gently patted her shoulder. Fang Xueqing opened her mouth, then closed it, repeating this several times before finally managing to speak.

“Do you think he’s still around?” she asked Ling Guang.

Ling Guang couldn’t answer this question, and the hotel staff remained silent on the matter. Fang Xueqing had no choice but to suppress the question in her heart until they boarded the bus.

The bus was empty, with only the two of them. The young man surnamed Zhen who had joined them in the first round did not appear again, likely because he wasn’t alive in the first place and had left through another means.

Fang Xueqing found a seat by the window, her heart still heavy. Just as the bus was about to start, she suddenly sat up straight as if she had seen something.

Ling Guang looked over in confusion, and Fang Xueqing pointed at the hotel entrance with a complex expression on her face—

She was sure she saw it. Even if it was just for a moment, she definitely saw it.

Inside the glass doors, in the empty hotel lobby, a figure had suddenly appeared.

A lonely, semi-transparent figure.

Dressed in familiar clothes but with an unfamiliar animal head, it silently stood behind the glass door. Its gaze followed the moving bus, as if it had a thousand words to say.

Then it vanished in the blink of an eye.

The bus quickly drove away. By the time Ling Guang turned to look, there was nothing to be seen.

Retracting his gaze, he sat back in his seat. After a while, he spoke softly, “Let’s leave this part out of the report.”

“…” Fang Xueqing pressed her lips together, wiped her eyes forcefully, and after a moment of thought, gently nodded.

A moment later, she spoke in a low voice, “Come to think of it, I think I saw an ID badge on him just now…”

Ling Guang: “…”

Ling Guang: “From the Magic Cube Mansion?”

Fang Xueqing: “Same as ours.”

Ling Guang: “…”

Ling Guang: “So, which organization is Brother Tang with now?”

Fang Xueqing fell silent again.

You’re asking me, how would I know.