Chapter 1976 Footsteps on the Stairs
Yue Li stayed on the fifth floor of the post office for a long time, but found nothing unusual or any valuable clues.
He suddenly became impatient.
"It seems that there is nothing to gain here on the fifth floor. How about we go to other places along the stairs?" Yue Li suddenly suggested.
His eyes looked in the direction of the stairs connecting to the fifth floor.
Then a look of surprise appeared on Yue Li's face.
He remembered clearly that when they climbed to the fifth floor, the wooden door at the exit of the stairs closed automatically, but now it was ajar.
"Could it be that at night, the staircase door on the fifth floor of the post office will open automatically?"
Yue Li was sure that this wooden door was not his or Yang Jian, Li Yang, and Ding Hui among them Opened by anyone.
“If this is really the case, does that mean that the ghost post office actually encourages post office messengers to come out and explore after the lights are turned off at night?”
Since there is no more evidence or clues, Yue Li can only make bold guesses based on the current situation.
Although I don’t know what the purpose of the ghost post office is, it can be considered a good thing for Yue Li.
This will make it easier for him to go to other places.
After Yang Jian heard Yue Li's words, he was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly.
They had checked the fifth floor back and forth many times, but found no valuable clues, which made Yang Jian a little disappointed.
Maybe I can find clues elsewhere.
After seeing Yang Jian nodding in agreement, Yue Li walked straight to the wooden door and opened it directly.
Suddenly, a staircase leading down appeared in front of Yue Li. It seemed that he could really go to other parts of the post office along this staircase.
However, Yue Li thinks that it should be possible to reach the lobby on the first floor through this staircase.
After all, you need to go through the lobby on the first floor to enter and exit the post office.
It might be a little difficult to go to other floors.
Because he has not heard from messengers on other floors that messengers from higher floors appear on lower floors.
No matter what the real situation is, it doesn't matter now. He can try it himself and know exactly how it works.
Yue Li signaled to Yang Jian behind him, then stepped onto the stairs and walked down.
The old wooden stairs creaked in the dark, as if they were in disrepair and were about to collapse at any time.
But these are just appearances. The essence of this staircase is also a kind of supernatural power.
As long as there is no problem with the ghost post office, even if the stairs become more dilapidated, they will still not collapse.
Walking on the stairs, the surroundings are shrouded in black haze like thick fog, making it impossible for ordinary people to see clearly what is going on downstairs.
Even if Yue Li has his ghost eyes turned on, the distance he can see is very limited.
The same goes for Yang Jian behind him.
But just after the two of them walked down a certain distance, their steps couldn't help but pause.
Just now, both of them heard a sound from the stairs below;
That was the sound of footsteps.
Although the footsteps seemed a little far away from the two of them, there was no doubt that the footsteps were real.
In other words, there is probably another "person" moving up the stairs at this time.
Yang Jian frowned at this moment: "Could it be a fierce ghost?"
In fact, when Yue Li heard the footsteps, he thought of a fierce ghost as well.
Because it is the time when the lights are turned off at the post office, it is basically impossible for any living person to enter or leave the post office during this time.
Only a ghost would wander around after the lights go out at the post office.
Of course, this is just a suspicion and not completely certain.
"The footsteps seem to have stopped too?" Yue Li suddenly frowned.
After hearing the footsteps just now, Yue Li had been paying attention, but the footsteps just now did not continue.
It seems to have stopped on a certain step below.
It's a pity that the stairs are shrouded in haze-like darkness. Even ghost eyes cannot completely see the desk, so it is impossible to determine the source of the footsteps.
Unfortunately, this time Yue Li and Yang Jian guessed wrong.
What was on the stairs below them was not a ghost, but a person. To be more precise, it was a messenger, or the messenger from the fifth floor.
It turns out that after Yue Li took the black letter out of Room 502, the messenger on the fifth floor received a summons from the ghost post office.
This lets a group of couriers who hide their identities know that the fifth floor of the post office is starting to operate again.
This is what they cannot accept.
The only solution now is to take back the black letter and put it back in Room 502.
Just because it is night time now, the ghost post office is in a lights-out period.
There are still several hours until the post office lights up at Six.
So basically all the couriers are waiting and will not enter the post office until dawn.
However, there are also couriers who are worried about long nights and dreamy dreams, and cannot bear it anymore, so they go directly to the post office.
Although there is danger in the post office after lights out, the danger is not completely insurmountable for the courier on the fifth floor.
With a creaking sound, the door of the post office was pushed open, and then a figure walked into the post office.
It was a broad and fat man, about fifty years old, wearing an apron from work, with a fishy smell on his body. He seemed to be a fish-killing hawker.
And it seemed that he had been working overtime at night, because there was fresh blood on his apron and it had not dried up.
The fat man also held a rusty iron hook in his hand.
Like the hooks used to hang corpses in slaughterhouses.
The fat man's name is Zhao Feng.
But when he was delivering the letter, the former messenger gave him a nickname.
The seducer.
The nickname may sound a bit unreasonable, but in the post office more than ten years ago, it was a famous presence.
And this nickname means strength and a recognition among messengers.
When I was young, I was once a mature and charming handsome guy. Unfortunately, as time goes by, those things are already a thing of the past.
Today Zhao Feng is just an ordinary fish-killing hawker.
Zhao Feng, who walked into the post office, first glanced at the surrounding environment. A complicated expression flashed across his face, and finally turned into determination and indifference.
The eyes were full of murderous intent;
"Kill this newcomer, and there is still time to go back and kill the remaining fish. This is not the first time. This kind of thing will be over soon.”
As the words fell, the man's face returned to expressionless again.
Then without any hesitation, he walked straight towards the stairs leading upstairs.
“Dong, dong dong!”
Immediately afterwards, a series of rapid and heavy footsteps appeared on the old stairs of the post office.
The stairs lead from the first floor to the fifth floor and cannot go to other floors.
Zhao Feng kept going up the stairs.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped.
Then he stopped, and at the same time, his slightly fat face showed a bit of solemnity and vigilance;
He raised his head and looked up, but all he saw was darkness, except for that But nothing can be seen clearly. (End of this chapter)