Chapter 548 Ghost
Huaien operated the electric wheelchair and entered the hall, only to find that the lights in the entire building had dimmed.
The few chandeliers at the corner were still flickering. The long corridor seemed very quiet at this time. Even at this time, there should be staff on duty in the hospital.
Huaien frowned and sneered, “What a cheap trick.” He looked around vigilantly and went straight to the elevator. The door opened and it was very bright inside.
He went in, adjusted his mood, and waited… However, the moment the elevator door closed, there was a loud bang, and then all the lights went out instantly. He was locked in the elevator, and it was silent outside.
“Is there anyone?” “Is there no electricity?” he asked in a hoarse voice.
Just as he tapped the elevator door, the elevator fell more than a meter down. Huaien almost fell off the wheelchair.
His palms began to sweat.
There were all kinds of messy voices outside, but the clearest thing was the gloomy voice of a man, “Mr. Barnwell, when will my compensation money be in place?” “My wife and children are waiting for this money!”
“You promised that as long as I make a fake certificate, you will give me the money… Who did you give it to? How can you go back on your word!”
Huaien sat in the dark elevator.
His entire back was straight.
He stared at the tightly closed elevator door and pretended not to hear anything. “The elevator is broken. Someone is trapped inside!”
Because he was sitting in a wheelchair, it was difficult for him to reach the call for help. He could only shout at the top of his voice…
After more than half an hour, there was still no movement outside. Huaien’s patience was gradually worn out, and the ghostly wails continued, “Mr. Barnwell, why didn’t you answer me?” Again and again.
” burned the money to you a long time ago. You can spend it down there!” Huaien scolded angrily.
Lyra sat in the monitoring room upstairs.
Looking at Huaien’s every move in the elevator, she only felt that it was extremely ridiculous. It was such a person who had wasted so many people’s trust for the sake of fame and profit. Uncle Zhang’s ashes had not cooled down yet. They had been regretting and blaming themselves for the choice they had made back then, but this mastermind behind the scenes was running free. She gritted her teeth and pushed the volume button to the maximum. A scream of ghosts, which had been prepared long ago, rose into the air. “Ah…” The whole building was surrounded by ear-piercing screams. Even Huaien, who was sitting in the elevator, was suddenly scared to sweat. “Who is it? Don’t pretend to be a ghost. I have done my business in my life and have never owed anyone anything. I have a clear conscience! There is nothing to be afraid of.”
Lyra had already asked the professional recording staff to record everything according to what Uncle Zhang had told her.
This was the truth that no one else knew except the people who were present at the accident. It was the truth that had been buried by dust for many years.
Uncle Zhang, the only one who survived, had also passed away.
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