After all, the people who can come to this floor are not ordinary people, and no matter what they do, it is not surprising.

"Wrong and right are not decided by you, nor by me, but by strength. And I suspect that Sun Rui in the lobby on the first floor has done something to you. He is the cause of your cough, so I want to try

Let's see if the result is the same as I guessed." Yang Jian felt that this person was an important point in breaking the deadlock.

By accessing his memory, he can uncover many secrets.

Immediately.

He went straight to room 502.

"Um?"

The middle-aged man in his early fifties immediately backed away and disappeared into the darkness as the lights in the room flickered, and then the wooden door slammed shut.

"A door can't stop me." Yang Jian was not afraid of him running away.

The fifth floor of this post office is a dead end, there is nowhere to run.

When he came to the door, he immediately chopped it down with the hatchet in his hand, and the wooden door instantly cracked open.

However, there were no lights flashing inside, but instead it was plunged into darkness.

Yang Jian looked inside through the opening. There was no one in sight, and there was a faint smell of damp rot coming from inside, which made people very uncomfortable.

It would be a kind of torture for a living person to live in such a place for a long time.
Chapter completed!