"What... what is that?" Wen Chongxian's face turned ashen, and his voice almost took on a whimpering tone.
And the sound of high heels above lasted for less than ten seconds before it disappeared again. Everyone dared not breathe heavily, and it was Yang Xiao who first got up and walked towards the door.
Lian Jinsun followed closely behind, not forgetting to instruct a few people to stay behind and watch for any movement above; they would go up to have a look.
Yang Xiao, Lian Jinsun, Zhang Man, and Che Xuexiang took the stairs up to the ninth floor, passed through the corridor, and saw from a distance that the door to Room 9018 was ajar by a few inches. However, they had clearly locked the door that morning.
Taking out his cell phone, Lian Jinsun called A Qiang, who was staying behind, and A Qiang told him that it had been very quiet overhead during this time.
In other words, it was highly possible that the thing was still in the room and had not left.