A dating guide turned into being surrounded by female ghosts?

"The receptionist said he'd been working here for over half a month."

"During this period, guests continued to come and stay, but the vast majority of them died."

"He was also a hunter who came here before looking for strange relics."

"But he's not very good at it. He hasn't left this front desk room for half a month, and we don't know where the strange relics are."

"And we don't know who broke the door. At that time, he was covered by a blanket and didn't dare to look at anything."

"As for how he became the receptionist."

"It is said that he was attacked by an evil spirit once, and the previous receptionist died. In order to save his life, he coincidentally signed a contract with the owner of the garden and agreed to work as a receptionist for a month. The owner promised him that as long as the month was over, he could leave alive."

The clown slowly and methodically recounted the information he had just extracted from the interrogation.

His tone was flat and monotone, like that of an emotionless robot.

But then someone in the crowd suddenly interrupted, "Wait! The owner? You mean the boss of this development?"

The clown shook his head. "No, that boss is just the owner of this building complex. The real Pingxiang Garden is buried deeper inside, and the owner of that garden lives there."

"Damn it! Can you be more specific? I can't understand a single word you're saying! What? Does the owner of that estate live in a basement?" the person who asked the question complained.

"I'll just relay what the receptionist said," the clown said calmly.

He then ignored the guy who interrupted.

He continued in a flat voice, "The owner of the garden is very mysterious. Even the receptionist has never seen him. Even if something happens, the owner will not show himself. He will just tell him what to do using the same kind of note as us."

"So I guess those notes in our room were probably left by the garden owner."

"But why he did that is unclear."

"Alright, that's all the receptionist knows. If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask like that person did. But remember, don't be too loud. If you attract ghosts, you can just throw this idiot at the evil spirits."

Sure enough, someone then asked a question.

"What does the owner of that garden look like?"

"As I just said, even the receptionist doesn't know."

····· Garden Owner

Lin Yue suddenly remembered the mural on the wall between the seventh and eighth floors.

The child who became a ghost was locked in a cage by her parents after she killed someone.

The one who released her was a mysterious figure with an extremely tall body, pitch-black skin, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and a sinister smile.

If anyone fits the identity of this "garden owner," it is perhaps the person in the painting.

"How do I sign a contract with the owner and become an employee here?" a quick-witted person asked.

Instantly, everyone's eyes lit up.

Now this group of people are all in grave danger; evil spirits could come and kill them at any moment.

Since becoming an employee here can save my life, I should definitely give it a try.

Although the job lasts for a month and is still dangerous.

But at least we can struggle a little longer.

Maybe we'll just make it through a month?

"have no idea."

Some people questioned, "Could it be that you knew about it but deliberately kept it from me, wanting to monopolize this opportunity?"

Everyone's gaze suddenly turned somewhat dangerous.

Some people have even secretly taken up arms.

Lin Yue believed that if this clown could even slightly quell their suspicions, they would probably all die on the spot.

"If I wanted to keep it all to myself, I wouldn't have mentioned becoming an employee. I would have kept it a secret. Besides, the people at the door should have heard my conversation with the receptionist. They can testify whether I was telling the truth or lying." But the clown remained calm and continued speaking in a composed manner.

"Damn it!" The person who asked the question cursed under his breath when he heard his hopes dashed.

Scarface stepped forward next to Lin Yue, but for some reason, his voice became somewhat displeased, completely lacking the previous nonchalant tone.

"Wait a minute, you've asked so many questions, but you haven't provided a single piece of information about how to get out? What did you promise before that as long as we trusted you, you would definitely be able to get something useful out of us?"

The situation does not seem to be getting better.

The public's dissatisfaction deepened.

Scarface continued, "Those people who broke out of the building all died in the darkness, leaving only fragments."

"The building is teeming with evil spirits, and we're damn stuck. Everyone's going to die, and you give us this worthless, useless information?!"

"Is this all the bastard is going to tell us?"

"No strange relics, no way out—I think you're deliberately messing with us!"

Scarface suppressed his raging anger; it seemed his earlier smile was merely a facade to relieve psychological pressure.

After realizing there was no way to get out.

He couldn't hold back any longer.

Beneath the ferocious mask, his eyes revealed a surging killing intent.

The emotions of the others were also stirred up by Scarface, and they were eager to use their weapons, as if they were about to tear the clown to pieces right there.

"Based on past experience, we just need to wait until dawn, and we can leave naturally. This front desk room is a very good safe house. Judging from the fact that we haven't been attacked for so long, it seems that the evil spirits won't come here on their own." The clown said calmly, and the exaggerated smile on his mask showed no fear of death.

Scarface immediately flew into a rage.

He raised the axe and shouted, "Go to hell, wait until dawn!"

But at that very moment...

A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Who left a note here?"

Scarface stopped moving immediately.

Not only him, but everyone turned their heads at the same time to look at the person who had made the sound.

The fox-like woman turned to look at Lin Yue, her eyes filled with shock, not understanding why he would speak at such a sensitive time.

Lin Yue didn't care about any of that. Pointing to the table, she repeated, "Who put this note here? Does anyone know?"

All eyes turned to the direction he was pointing.

Sure enough, a neatly laid-out piece of paper was quietly lying on the desk at the front desk.

Someone said, "Weren't we supposed to stick all the notes on the wall so everyone could see them? Why are they just sitting there?"

Another person raised their hand and said, "No, those three were the last ones. I've already put their notes on the wall."

The three over there refer to Lin Yue and her two companions.

"Did someone have a brain fart and secretly put it down when no one was looking?"

At this moment, the clown spoke up, "No, I was facing all of you just now. If someone had left something there, it wouldn't have escaped my eyes."

At this point, someone at the table chimed in.

"Yes, I didn't see anyone making any underhanded moves."

"Everyone is asking questions."

"No one has come near here."

After everyone finished talking at once...

A deathly silence suddenly fell over the crowd.

Everyone stared blankly, and suddenly felt a chill run through their bodies.

If no one came near, how did this note end up on the table?

In an absolutely impossible situation.

A note that could never have appeared appeared.

The clown whispered, "The owner of the garden is here!"

The only person capable of doing such a thing is naturally that mysterious garden owner.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Scarface quickly put down his axe, strode over, and grabbed the note.

He stared intently at the words on it, carefully reciting, "Due to the damage to the main gate of Building No. 1, at 00:01, the darkness outside the garden will dissipate, and all guests may leave on their own... This is a note left by the garden owner."

This statement came out.

Joy instantly flooded everyone's minds.

We can go back alive!

If they weren't worried about attracting evil spirits, they probably would have cheered on the spot.

Only the clown stood in the crowd, expressionless, as if devoid of emotion.

Of course, there's also Lin Yue.

Lin Yue's brows furrowed even more under the paper bag.

He was mainly worried about one thing.

The previous mural used different colors to represent the different identities of the people depicted.

Blue represents the father, and yellow represents the mother.

Red represents dead people.

Black represents ghosts.

The tall figure that resembled the owner of the garden was clearly drawn with pure black paint.

And just now, in full view of everyone, a note suddenly appeared.

To be able to do something that defies common sense.

This also proves the identity of the garden owner.

It is very likely a terrible evil spirit.

Would such a wicked monster, who kills its guests with all sorts of rules, let everyone go back just because the door to its territory is broken?

Lin Yue expressed deep skepticism about this.