The Heroine Fell Deeply For Her [Quick Transmigration] 159

Chapter 159: I’ll Support You By Handing Out Flyers Part 4

Soon, the figure disappeared, and the white mist seemed to dissipate along with it, as if it had never been there.

In the monitoring room, Song Yanshu stared at the flickering screen, puzzled: “Go on, what are you waiting for? Don’t play coy with me now.”

She had wanted to observe Tao Ning’s interaction with her new target, but they acted like strangers, barely interacting, and when they finally did, Tao Ning simply said she was fine?

She had known Tao Ning’s flirting skills were terrible, but she hadn’t expected them to be this bad, throwing away such a perfect opportunity.

Song Yanshu wanted to use the intercom and yell in Tao Ning’s ear, “You shouldn’t have said you’re fine, you should have leaned closer and said you were dizzy, asking to lean on her shoulder, then complimenting her perfume, saying it smelled comforting, asking what brand it was, not acting tough and saying you’re fine!”

If she were to grade Tao Ning’s performance, Song Yanshu would hold up a big, fat zero, the kind that required a complete do-over.

She glared at the screen, utterly exasperated.

Then the image flickered, and the figure holding its head appeared at the end of the corridor.

Song Yanshu: “Hmm?”

She moved the mouse, adjusting the camera angle, but it didn’t help: “What’s going on? Who is that? Do we have such a short NPC?”

The figure holding its head flashed past, and Song Yanshu didn’t get a clear look.

Another staff member entered, seeing the flickering screen and saying casually, “Signal lost again?”

She held a cup of milk tea, casually patting the screen, and the image returned to normal, the figure gone.

The surveillance cameras were still working, and Song Yanshu watched as the group entered Area B.

This meant the previous part was just the appetizer, the main course was yet to come.

A faint moan echoed from the hidden speakers, a chilling sound.

Fu Zhaozhao, hearing the sound effect, clung to Fu Guanyue’s arm: “Little Aunt, I’m scared.”

Fu Guanyue, used to taking the lead, patted her shoulder: “Then stay behind me.”

Fu Zhaozhao refused to let go: “No, no, I don’t feel safe without holding onto you.”

A light bump against her other arm made Fu Guanyue turn around, seeing Tao Ning, her face pale, her lips pursed, saying shyly, “I… I’m also scared…”

Song Yanshu, watching the monitor, slapped her thigh: “That’s it! Just imitate the little girl, your different status will create a different effect.”

She stroked her chin, a knowing look on her face: “No wonder Tao Ning is dressed like a virtuous woman today, even hiding her tattoos, so she’s playing the innocent card, not bad, she’s learning.”

The staff member sipping her milk tea shook her head, knowing her boss, despite her cute appearance, was actually quite straightforward, her bangs just a disguise.

Inside the escape room, Tao Ning, meeting Fu Guanyue’s gaze, realized what she had just said and felt even more embarrassed.

She quickly looked away: “I didn’t mean anything, I just felt a bit dizzy.”

The more she explained, the more suspicious it sounded.

“Then stay behind me too,” Fu Guanyue said, understanding Tao Ning’s frail soul and sensitivity.

Tao Ning was happy to comply: “Okay, protect me.”

Fu Guanyue, having heard this many times, simply nodded: “Mm-hmm, I’ll protect you.”

Fu Zhaozhao, finding this strange, thought that her aunt, who studied folklore and often visited remote and dangerous places, must be very brave and often protected her teammates.

Actually, Fu Zhaozhao was only half right. Fu Guanyue did visit remote and dangerous places, acting as a protector.

But her teammates weren’t bespectacled professors studying folklore, but cultivators wielding various talismans and artifacts.

The couple, also feeling scared, practically glued to each other, and the girl said, “Honey, protect me.”

The boyfriend, also slightly scared, felt his courage boosted by his girlfriend’s words: “I will, honey.”

“Where’s the patient?!”

A doctor NPC in a white coat, stained with red paint, suddenly appeared, his appearance startling the group, who scattered like startled quails, screaming.

Amidst the chaos, Fu Zhaozhao, covering her ears, ran and screamed, finally finding refuge in a room, slamming the door shut behind her: “Little Aunt, good thing we’re fast!”

Receiving no reply, she realized something was wrong and turned around sharply, the room empty.

“???”

Where’s Little Aunt? Where did she go?

The nurse NPC, holding a syringe, emerged from behind the door, her high heels clicking on the floor: “Patients aren’t allowed to leave their rooms…”

Before she could finish, Fu Zhaozhao, staring at the figure behind her, screamed even louder, dropping to the ground and activating a hidden mechanism, crawling through a small opening into another room.

Nurse NPC: “I wasn’t finished yet.”

Feeling a chill behind her, the nurse turned around.

Then the nurse NPC also screamed: “Ahhh! A ghost!!!”

A figure stood there, wearing a polo shirt and jeans, holding its own severed head, its eyes empty behind thick-rimmed glasses.

Its lips moved, muttering, “Not… not this… doesn’t taste good…”

The nurse NPC, her survival instincts kicking in, dropped to the ground and crawled through the same opening, running into Fu Zhaozhao, and they both screamed.

Nurse: “Waaaaah!”

Fu Zhaozhao: “Why are you screaming?! You’re a nurse!”

The nurse, her professional instincts taking over, smiled and approached: “Why aren’t you in your room…?”

Fu Zhaozhao, however, screamed again: “Ahhhhhhhhhh!”

Her screams attracted the doctor NPC, who, assuming there were many people, also came to join the fun.

Fu Zhaozhao’s eyes were filled with tears: “Little Aunt!”

The nurse NPC, who had wanted to ask Fu Zhaozhao if she had also seen the strange figure, forgot about it upon seeing her colleague, and they quietly left together.

In a corner, Fu Guanyue leaned against the wall, two figures hidden behind the curtains, the couple’s screams echoing from outside.

Fu Guanyue’s ears twitched: “I think I hear Zhao Zhao calling me.”

She turned to the person beside her: “Are you feeling better?”

When the doctor NPC suddenly appeared, everyone had been startled. The couple ran first, and Fu Zhaozhao was too fast, Fu Guanyue couldn’t grab her.

In an instant, only Tao Ning remained, her face pale, looking at her pleadingly.

Even though Fu Guanyue was worried, she couldn’t leave Tao Ning alone.

And she had low blood sugar, what if she fainted? It would be like a lamb entering a tiger’s den.

Tao Ning said, “Let’s go find your niece together.”

The young girl kept mentioning her “Little Aunt,” it wasn’t difficult to guess their relationship.

Fu Guanyue naturally wouldn’t refuse, reaching for the curtains, but Tao Ning, seeing the figure outside, grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

Tao Ning: “Wait.”

Fu Guanyue, caught off guard, fell against Tao Ning, her nose filled with the faint fragrance of her hair. Having never been so close to anyone before, she instinctively tried to look up, but a hand on the back of her head gently pressed her face against Tao Ning’s shoulder.

The grip wasn’t tight, and Tao Ning whispered in her ear, “Someone’s coming.”

Fu Guanyue froze.

Being discovered by the NPC would lead to another chase scene, too troublesome.

“Click, click, click…” The nurse, her high heels clicking on the floor, walked past, her shadow visible on the ground.

According to the clues, she had fallen in love with a patient, who then abandoned her, the details missing, her ending being a suicide, jumping from a high-rise building with her unborn child.

So, she now wandered the halls of the sanatorium every night, vowing to find the man and tear him apart.

Willow Creek Sanatorium had a rule: no wandering the halls after 7:00 PM, everyone had to be in their rooms.

However, the escape room scenario started at 7:30 PM, the players themselves breaking the rules.

They were so close that Fu Guanyue felt their heartbeats synchronize.

She quickly dismissed these thoughts, wondering why the nurse always managed to find them.

Not just her, but everyone, the nurse always appearing in unexpected places, as if someone was informing her.

The nurse smiled, pacing slowly before the door, seemingly whispering to someone, a faint baby’s giggle echoing.

Suddenly, it dawned on Fu Guanyue, and she lifted her head to tell Tao Ning, just as Tao Ning also realized something, lowering her head, her chin brushing against Fu Guanyue’s lips.

They looked at each other, startled.

Fu Guanyue’s expression remained unchanged, as if unfazed, but her ears were bright red.

To prevent the proud Fu Guanyue from getting angry and leaving, Tao Ning pretended not to notice, asking, “Did you figure something out?”

Fu Guanyue, her ears still red, nodded.

Tao Ning looked at her, waiting for her answer.

Fu Guanyue wasn’t good at these games, but as a cultivator, her memory was excellent, and she recalled all the clues, the baby’s giggle reminding her of something.

Fu Guanyue said quickly, “The nurse was pregnant when she jumped, a vengeful spirit, and her unborn child became a spirit, informing her of our whereabouts.”

Tao Ning followed her words: “So they already know where we are.”

Fu Guanyue nodded: “They’re just trying to scare us.”

Tao Ning, maintaining her persona, her face pale: “Then what do we do?”

If it were a real ghost, Fu Guanyue would simply exorcise it, but this was just a game, so the only option was—

“Run!” Fu Guanyue said decisively.

The nurse NPC, pacing outside the door, paused, tilting her head as if listening intently.

Just then, Song Yanshu’s voice came through the earpiece, excited: “They’re behind the curtains! Go and pull them open! Trust me, they’re definitely cuddling!”

The nurse NPC, holding a fake baby: “…”

Why is the boss so excited?

Well, she must have her reasons.

The nurse NPC walked towards the curtains, her high heels clicking on the floor, and pulled them open: “My baby didn’t lie, you’re here!”

But her vision blurred as two figures rushed past her, almost a blur on the surveillance cameras.

However, to Song Yanshu’s relief, Tao Ning pretended to stumble, letting the other person pull her along.

Fortunately, she didn’t run as fast as when she was chased by the principal after whistling at the school beauty, even faster than the other person.

Otherwise, Song Yanshu would have coughed up blood.

“This way, she’s not following us.” Tao Ning pulled Fu Guanyue into a corner, and they listened intently.

The nurse, having lost them, reluctantly left, searching for the couple.

Meanwhile, Fu Zhaozhao huddled under a table, trembling: “Little Aunt, where are you?”

Soft footsteps approached, a pair of sneakers pacing slowly around the room.

Fu Zhaozhao covered her mouth, ignoring the burning sensation in her pocket, praying not to be discovered.

Suddenly, the pacing figure stopped.

Fu Zhaozhao’s heart skipped a beat.

A head, held by two hands, emerged from under the bed, its eyes closed behind thick-rimmed glasses, two hollow sockets faintly visible beneath the eyelids, its dry lips moving.

The head muttered, “Kuang Weimin… pay me back…”

Fu Zhaozhao screamed like a banshee: “Waaaaah! Little Aunt!!!”

Terrified, she used her head to push the figure away, then scrambled out like a slippery fish.

The head rolled on the floor, and the body, momentarily stunned, fumbled to pick it up.

Fu Zhaozhao, finally finding her teammates, the couple who had been scared by the doctor, joined them, sharing clues.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out some burnt paper ashes.

She asked, puzzled, “When did this happen?”

She casually brushed the ashes away, not thinking much of it, and joined the discussion.

Fu Guanyue’s expression changed, and she stopped, and Tao Ning, who had been speaking, turned around, noticing her sudden silence: “What’s wrong?”

The protective and energizing talismans she had placed on Fu Zhaozhao, as well as the artifact she had carried since childhood, should be enough.

Fu Guanyue’s expression returned to normal, and she shook her head: “Nothing, let’s find the others and get out of here.”

To ensure her safety, Fu Guanyue had placed talismans in Fu Zhaozhao’s hoodie pocket, her pants pockets, and even her shoes, a testament to her concern.

The protective talisman in her pocket had just activated.

Fortunately, this was just a game, if it were a real haunted place, and Fu Guanyue managed to escape, this would be the first time she found playing a game more tiring than actual ghost hunting.

They walked down the corridor, hearing the nurse humming a tune as she pushed a medical cart, and quickly ducked into a room.

Looking around, it seemed to be a doctor’s office, and the bulky computer screen suddenly flickered.

If it continued, they would be discovered, so they had to move again.

Opening the door, Fu Guanyue saw a figure sitting on an examination table, holding its own severed head, dressed in ordinary clothes.

“Kuang… pay me back…”

“Incense… you… delicious…”

The door slammed shut behind them, a loud bang, and a ghostly aura filled the room as the headless figure slowly got off the table and approached Fu Guanyue.