"The surveillance in the surveillance room can be saved for a total of fifteen days. I'm now retrieving the surveillance from the past seven days," Liu Qiang said while operating the system, bringing up the older footage. "By the way, why are you looking through the old surveillance?"
Yang Jian replied, "I'm looking for a few people, to see what has happened to them these past few days."
"Strange, who is this person? They don't seem to be from the company. Hasn't the mall been closed for business these past few days? How did she get in?" Suddenly, Liu Qiang uttered in surprise.
A middle-aged woman in a dress appeared on the surveillance footage.
"Do you not recognize her?" Yang Jian, on guard, casually asked Liu Qiang.
Liu Qiang responded, "No, I don't. But I feel like I've seen her somewhere before. I just can't remember at the moment."
Yang Jian also didn't recognize the middle-aged woman in the footage, as he had only been here for two days and had only briefly met the staff.
"Focus on this person and see what she's trying to do in the mall," Yang Jian instructed.
He had a faint feeling that the woman in the surveillance was the ghost.
But the evidence suggested that the ghost was the Liu Qiang standing beside him.
If the ghost could change its identity, then everything would make sense. However, speculation was useless; he needed the surveillance footage as evidence.
They continued to watch the surveillance video.
The woman's behavior in the footage was a bit odd. She took the escalator to the second floor but paused for a long time at the stairway, standing there motionless like a puppet.
"Fast forward it," Yang Jian said.
The footage sped up.
The woman stood at the stairway for a full half hour before suddenly moving.
She went to the second floor.
At that moment, a cashier, Wei Xiaohong, appeared at the checkout counter on the second floor.
She seemed to be on duty.
But at that moment, Wei Xiaohong, tired from sitting, stood up to stretch.
The middle-aged woman slowly approached, walking straight towards Wei Xiaohong.
At that moment, Wei Xiaohong was facing away from the woman, doing a waist-turn exercise and didn't notice someone approaching her.
Until the woman silently came up behind Wei Xiaohong.
"Slow it down a bit," Yang Jian said again.
The playback speed returned to normal.
At that moment, in the surveillance video, the unknown middle-aged woman stood behind Wei Xiaohong, paused for about two or three seconds, and suddenly reached out both hands to grab Wei Xiaohong's head.
Wei Xiaohong didn't know what was happening, her body just slightly trembled.
An incredible scene appeared... Wei Xiaohong's head was taken off her neck like a plastic doll by the middle-aged woman.
There was no scream, no bleeding, everything was so calm.
Wei Xiaohong's headless corpse stood there stiffly, motionless, as if it had lost its life.
"How can this be possible?" Liu Qiang exclaimed in shock.
Jiang Yan, who was secretly watching the surveillance screen, was also startled but continued to cover her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
Yang Jian's face remained unchanged, unmoved, continuing to watch the situation unfold on the surveillance screen.
After the unfamiliar middle-aged woman removed Wei Xiaohong's head, she also removed her own and placed Wei Xiaohong's on her body.
At that moment, the unfamiliar middle-aged woman had become Wei Xiaohong.
Then, after a while, Wei Xiaohong moved.
She nonchalantly carried the unfamiliar woman's head and her own body and left the second floor.
The way she easily carried the corpse was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.
"Five days ago, Wei Xiaohong became a ghost..." Yang Jian's expression solidified.
Now he understood why Wei Xiaohong's head was so rotten. If her head was replaced by a ghost five days ago, the timing was about right.
"Continue, keep an eye on this Wei Xiaohong."
"Okay, okay," Liu Qiang said nervously.
The surveillance video continued, and he quickly retrieved Wei Xiaohong's footage.
In the video from four days ago, Wei Xiaohong went to work, greeted people, and ate as usual, showing no signs of being a ghost, just like an ordinary person, even joking and laughing with her colleagues.
However, in the afternoon four days ago.
Sister Li, feeling a bit bored, invited a few female colleagues to try on clothes, including Wei Xiaohong.
The four of them came to a clothing store on the fifth floor.
Since the business was suspended, there were no people in the store, and all the clothes were on the shelves for them to try on.
At this moment, Sister Li was holding a dress and comparing it in front of the mirror to see if it fit.
But at this moment.
Wei Xiaohong's actions suddenly became strange. She slowly walked behind Sister Li and reached for her head.
But at this moment, Sister Li suddenly turned her head back, holding clothes and talking to Wei Xiaohong about something.
There was no sound on the surveillance screen, but it didn't matter.
Yang Jian clearly saw Wei Xiaohong's actions stop.
Because at this moment, Sister Li had turned around and was not facing away from Wei Xiaohong.
But such good luck did not last long. Sister Li had no idea that Wei Xiaohong was already a ghost. She still treated her as an ordinary female colleague.
Soon, Sister Li picked another dress and continued to compare it in front of the mirror.
At this time, Wei Xiaohong moved again.
Just like the unfamiliar woman before, Wei Xiaohong reached behind and held Sister Li's head, accompanied by a stiff tremor in her body.
The eerie scene played out again.
Sister Li's head was taken off.
"But that's not right, if Sister Li's head was taken off, then she wouldn't be able to appear in front of me again," Yang Jian frowned.
Because there can only be one ghost.
It can't be both Wei Xiaohong and Sister Li.
However, the next scene made him suspicious again.
He saw in the surveillance video that after Wei Xiaohong removed Sister Li's head, she also removed her own.
They switched with each other.
After standing there stiffly for a moment, they immediately returned to normal, trying on clothes as before.
Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, realizing that things were not as simple as he thought. His gaze quickly scanned the surveillance screens on the surveillance desk.
He began to search quickly in the mall.
Finally, he saw a person standing at the door of a storage room on the fifth floor of the mall.
This person was facing away from the camera, and his face was not visible at all.
"Bring up the footage from this camera," Yang Jian said.
Liu Qiang retrieved the footage from this camera.
Ten minutes ago.
Boss Tang, Master Luo, Manager Li, Sister Li, and others hid in the storage room under the leadership of Yan Li.
At the same time, in front of the elevator, at the safety passage door, in front of various shops... people walked slowly and surrounded Yan Li and his group.
After they hid inside, those people blocked the door of the storage room. It was not until a while later that something unknown happened, and those people gradually dispersed, disappearing somewhere on the fifth floor of the mall.
Seeing this, Yang Jian's heart trembled, and he took a breath.
The ghost was not one... but a group.
All those who had their heads replaced were ghosts, or were controlled by ghosts.
At this moment, he saw a red, thin cut around Liu Qiang's neck.
He was one of them...