It's late at night.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Qi didn't understand, but she did as she was told and gave the card to Zhou Ze'an.

"These props are all useful, and this may be related to the evidence we found."

"This thing looks like a room key. Is it possible to open a certain door with it?"

They figured out the direction by chatting casually, and instead of wandering aimlessly around the mountain like headless flies, they returned to the Tingsen Hotel first.

After trying it out, Chen Qi discovered that the card in her hand was actually a master card that could open all of their room doors.

Xia Yao was amazed. No wonder this guy wanted to break the door of room 703. Anyway, she had the universal card. No room was a safe zone. As long as she wasn't the one who died, it was fine.

"This card is definitely for opening a certain door. Let's go find a hotel map."

They acted immediately, and after some maneuvering, they actually managed to get their hands on a map of the hotel's layout.

Upon closer inspection, in addition to the usual facilities such as rooms, restaurants, offices, gyms, and swimming pools, Tingsen Hotel also has a scenic area planning room.

"This planning room, is it a place to store archives? Like, design drawings for the scenic area? Photo albums of previous and subsequent plans, schemes and plans and the like?"

Chen Qi pointed to the words on the blueprint, as excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

"It's very possible. If we find the location of the grave before the demolition and reconstruction, and then see what it was transformed into, we can pinpoint its location."

There weren't many people in the hotel to begin with, so they easily made their way to the entrance of the planning office.

The room card was swiped on the door lock, and the sensor beeped, opening the door.

The group quickly entered the room and closed the door.

The planning office is not large, only about 20 square meters, and it seems to be a place specifically for storing scenic area archives.

The iron rack was filled with various planning maps and archives.

The group divided the work, with each person taking a section and starting to search.

These photo albums are quite large, and many contain one photo per page.

After searching for a long time, I finally found photos of the tomb.

But upon closer inspection, the words on it clearly don't match the person.

Locals like to bury their ancestors on the mountain, which naturally makes them more difficult to find.

After comparing several graves, they finally found Lin Shoushan's wife.

【Li Guihua】

[Fu Lin Shou Shan Erects a Monument]

The key to identifying the keywords is to find the grave.

Then compare the location with the planned text and image.

The grave is located on the mountainside. The site was relatively flat when it was chosen, just right for building a pavilion.

"Found it, but we feel like we've been here before."

Xia Yao pointed to the photo of the completed pavilion, a little hesitant.

Zhou Zean and Lu Qifa also came over to take a look. They had indeed been to this place, and they had even rested there for a while, but they hadn't seen any possible clues.

"The graves have all been leveled, the ground has been paved, and a pavilion has been built. How can we possibly find anything now?" Chen Qi's voice sounded a little unsure.

"We've come this far, we have to go find them no matter what." Zhou Ze'an was also a little unsure of himself.

Times have changed, and even the mountains have changed. Can the things hidden in the mountains still be preserved?

After a busy day, it was getting dark and night was approaching.

"The woman said when we came that we had a three-day, four-night package, and tonight was the last night. If we couldn't leave tonight, we might not see the sun rise tomorrow."

Based on his experience, Lu Qifa stated his conjecture.

"Let's hurry up the mountain, we don't have much time left."

Having determined the location, without saying anything more, the group picked up their tools and prepared to head up the mountain.

As I passed through the hotel lobby, the television on the wall was broadcasting local news.

"Today, an accident occurred during a meeting of senior executives of Jinsheng Group. The ceiling of the conference room collapsed, resulting in five deaths and eleven injuries. The cause of the accident is under further investigation."

The group exchanged glances, understanding each other without saying a word.

I don't know if the real person suffered because the substitute's powers of influence failed.

As soon as we stepped out of the hotel, a wind picked up, rustling the leaves.

The sightseeing bus that the hotel used to provide for them is gone, and now they have to walk up the mountain.

"Beep beep beep—"

The voice recorder in Zhou Ze'an's pocket suddenly made a sound. When he opened it, there seemed to be an extra audio recording inside.

"What's wrong? Is this prop malfunctioning?" Chen Qi approached to take a look.

But Zhou Ze'an was already wary of her and subconsciously stepped back to create distance.

"Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Don't get so close to me, I have social anxiety."

After making up an excuse, he then adjusted the equipment and played the audio.

After the hissing sound of electricity, a very fierce male voice came from inside.

"Get in the car. When we get to the Tingsen Hotel and see those guys, don't say anything, just kill them and make sure they're dealt with cleanly."

The recording only contained this one sentence, the meaning of which is unclear.

The group was shocked; this prop was clearly a reminder to them.

"Are the people they're talking about us?" Chen Qi swallowed hard, feeling uneasy.

"What else?" Zhou Ze'an quickly put the recorder back in his pocket and quickened his pace.

"Oh no, oh no, the substitute must have failed. They're trying to kill us to save their own lives." Lu Qifa was getting a little anxious.

Xia Yao didn't say anything. The right thing to do now was to hurry up the mountain and conserve their energy.

The mountains are full of wild forests and barren slopes, which can provide some cover. Down below, you're just a sitting duck.

It was truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly; before we even reached the mountain, a light drizzle had already begun to fall.

Even though I was wearing a simple raincoat, I could still feel the chill seeping into my skin.

A sign stands at the foot of the mountain, clearly displaying the following:

Dear visitors, for your safety, please do not climb the mountain at night or in the rain.

But in order to survive, they had no choice but to ignore the notice.

The facilities on the mountain are not very good; only a section of the road at the foot of the mountain has lights.

Fearing discovery, they didn't dare turn on their high-powered searchlights, and instead relied on the flashlights of their mobile phones for illumination.

That little bit of light was barely enough to see the steps underfoot on the mountain where the shadows of the trees overlapped, so that one could barely make out the steps and avoid falling. Anything further away was barely visible.

They hadn't climbed very high when they saw a light below that didn't match the intensity of the streetlights.

The group exchanged glances, a sense of foreboding creeping over them.

Now, however, there was no way out. They could only speed up their climb, hoping to find evidence and escape as soon as possible.

They raced at top speed and finally reached the pavilion in the picture book before they were discovered.

They eagerly began searching around the pavilion, examining the stone walls, digging in the mud, and even looking under the tree roots.

To their disappointment, they found nothing on this redeveloped land.

Not far away, a noisy commotion could be heard, as if the people looking for them had come up the mountain.