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Capítulo 25

As Lin Zhenzhen grabbed the bouquet of flowers, she suddenly felt the solid ground beneath her feet writhing, as if the ground had suddenly turned into soft quicksand. The dark pit in front of her suddenly grew several times larger, and she only had time to cry out before she fell into a dark trap.

Standing not far away, Feng Junzi felt a gust of wind and involuntarily squinted. Just then, he heard Lin Zhenzhen cry out in surprise. He saw a flash of red before his eyes, and then Lin Zhenzhen seemed to vanish into thin air. Not only Lin Zhenzhen disappeared, but the cluster of flowers was also gone. The small hill in front of him was now covered with withered grass and a dark, gaping pit. If Feng Junzi hadn't seen Lin Zhenzhen and the cluster of flowers with his own eyes, he would have almost doubted that anything had ever happened here.

The third installment, Ghost Miner 3, Three Buns and Four Old Men

Just as Feng Junzi and Lin Zhenzhen stood before Zhang Wenzheng's tombstone, Zhang Wenzheng's daughter, Zhang Ting, returned home from school. As usual, she carried a plastic bag filled with steamed buns. Steamed buns were a relatively rare treat in the village, and the elderly members of the family enjoyed them. However, strangely, although there were four elderly people in the Zhang family—Zhang Ting's grandparents, maternal grandparents, and maternal grandparents—Zhang Ting only brought back three steamed buns each time, forcing the four elders to share them.

However, the Zhang family was used to this; it was practically a tradition left by Zhang Ting's father, Zhang Wenzheng. Zhang Wenzheng used to bring home steamed buns for the elderly after work, but only three at a time. The elders never knew why and never asked. Zhang Ting is sixteen years old and just started her first year of high school. Her father died in a mining accident a year ago, and her mother now cares for four elderly people from two different families; the family is not well-off. Zhang Ting doesn't usually ask her mother for pocket money; most of the money for the steamed buns comes from her aunt, Zhang Wenqing, and a small portion is what she saves from odd jobs and digging yams.

After putting her things down, Zhang Ting didn't rest much. Instead, she carried a large bamboo basket and headed out of the village to gather firewood in the nearby fields. The village wasn't far from the Qingjiang Coal Mine. For some reason, Zhang Ting seemed a bit dazed today, and she walked differently than usual, unconsciously ending up within the mining area. As she gathered firewood, she approached the mine pit where her father had died.

As Zhang Ting walked, she was lost in thought. She couldn't understand why the credit union people had come to their house today to collect money. Her father had borrowed 1,000 yuan from the credit union a year ago, shortly before his death. Her mother knew nothing about this, but her father's signature was genuine. This wasn't like her father; he usually discussed everything with his family and never spent money recklessly. What was going on? Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a woman's scream from behind the mound, followed by a man's anxious shout: "Lin Zhenzhen, where are you? How are you? Can't you hear me?"

...

When Lin Zhenzhen suddenly disappeared, Feng Junzi panicked for a few minutes, then tried to calm himself down. Judging from the situation at the scene, Lin Zhenzhen may have accidentally fallen into the mine pit.

He now had two choices: either go down immediately to find Lin Zhenzhen, or hurry to find someone to rescue her. However, neither option was ideal. If Lin Zhenzhen was already injured, he should find her and rescue her as soon as possible; time was of the essence. But if something happened to him as well, no one would know they were in trouble here. Feng Junzi's mind raced, and he quickly made what he considered the most reasonable decision.

He took out his phone and called the reception staff at Qingjiang Coal Mine for this meeting—the only number he could remember. He told them what was happening and gave them detailed directions. He placed his coat on the wooden sign at the mine entrance as a marker and prepared to go down into the mine to find Lin Zhenzhen. Just as he stood at the mine entrance calling out for a response, a girl carrying a large bamboo basket suddenly emerged from behind a mound. Feng Junzi didn't recognize her; this girl was Zhang Ting, whom he had just passed by.

Zhang Ting was surprised to see someone standing at the entrance of the abandoned tunnel calling out to them, but she was a very kind person and could tell at a glance that Feng Junzi was in trouble. She went over and greeted him, "Who are you? What are you doing here? What trouble are you in?"

When Feng Junzi saw someone coming, he was very happy. He didn't have time to explain much and said to Zhang Ting, "Little sister, a friend of mine just fell down. I have to go down to find her now. Could you stay here for me for a while? Someone from the mine will come soon. Tell them I'm going down to find someone."

Zhang Ting: "It's dangerous down there, you should wait for someone to come."

Feng Junzi said, "It's too late, I have to go down first. Could you keep watch for me for a while?" With that, he bent down and crawled into the tunnel entrance. All that could be heard was Zhang Ting calling from outside, "What's your name? How am I supposed to explain this to the people coming?"

"My name is Feng Junzi, and I'm here at the mine for a meeting..."

When Feng Junzi entered the mine, he felt very strange. The slope of the mine was not steep, and the width was enough for two people to walk in side by side. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for him to fall. Even if he accidentally fell, the location could not be very far away. However, he could not see Lin Zhenzhen's shadow within his sight.

Feng Junzi had no choice but to continue deeper into the tunnel. As he walked further, the light from the tunnel entrance grew dimmer and dimmer. After a steep incline, it was pitch black ahead, and he couldn't see anything at all. Instinctively, Feng Junzi pulled out his lighter, but then remembered he was in a coal mine and couldn't light a fire. His only source of light was his phone screen. He took it out and pressed a button. The screen emitted a faint green glow. After a short while, once his eyes adjusted to the tunnel environment, the faint light could vaguely illuminate the shadows on the tunnel walls.

Feng Junzi cautiously moved forward, feeling his way along the pit walls, constantly checking his surroundings. He hadn't gone far when darkness enveloped him completely. The desolate pit was utterly silent; Feng Junzi could almost hear his own heartbeat. Something felt wrong. Whether Lin Zhenzhen was injured or not, she couldn't have traveled this far, and he hadn't seen her anywhere along the way. Where had she gone? Was this a man-eating abyss?

Thinking of this, Feng Junzi felt a sense of fear, and his whole body was inexplicably enveloped by a chill. He felt that continuing to wander aimlessly in this place was not a wise choice, so he decided to go out first and wait for the rescuers to arrive. However, on the short path he turned to leave, he found himself lost.

Feng Junzi couldn't recall any forks in the road he had taken on his way here. In fact, he had only walked for a short time, but when he looked back towards the way he came, he couldn't see any light at the tunnel entrance. The light from the phone screen was dim, and just a few steps away was utter darkness. He groped his way through the tunnel for a long time without reaching the exit.

His hand touched something on the pit wall, and he suddenly felt a chill. It wasn't scary; it was just a protruding rock with a dent carved into it. But as Feng Junzi touched it, he suddenly understood something—he had touched this rock more than once. He suddenly realized that he hadn't made it out not because the pit was particularly long, but because he was going in circles.

Feng Junzi immediately thought of the phrase "ghost wall." He quickly understood what it meant; this abandoned mine was far from clean. The ghost wall encountered in this situation wasn't the common perception of walking a circular path due to uneven strides, but rather a genuine encounter with a ghost blocking the way. Feng Junzi had previously experienced being unable to find his way out of a ghost alley, so he naturally connected the dots (for details, please refer to the second part of the "Ghost Stocks" series, "Ghost Alley").

A female ghost named Piaopiao once told him that if he encountered a situation where he was trapped in a maze of ghosts, he should remain calm. If he was calm and composed and did not feel afraid, the ghosts could not actually block his path. However, this was easier said than done. This dark mine was probably even more eerie than an endless alley. No matter what, Feng Junzi could not stand tall and be fearless.

Feng Junzi could only try his best to calm himself down and began to stride forward. He vaguely felt that something unseen was surrounding him in the darkness. If there were truly vengeful spirits here, there would probably be more than one. Although Feng Junzi had a vague idea of his situation, the fear in his heart intensified. He walked for a long time but still couldn't escape the unseen shadowy encirclement.

But he wasn't completely desperate yet, because he knew that rescuers would soon come down from the tunnel entrance to find him. Just as he was thinking this, he saw a beam of light shining from the darkness not far away. He looked up and was a little surprised. The person who came wasn't a mine rescuer, but the girl who had been guarding the tunnel entrance. She wasn't carrying a large bamboo basket anymore, but a portable miner's lamp.

Now, Feng Junzi gets excited whenever he sees someone, as if they've been saved. He quickly walked over and said, "Little sister, why are you the one who came down? Where are the others?"

The girl replied, "The others will be here soon. Come with me quickly; you've been here for quite a while."

Seeing the girl enter the tunnel with her headlamp, Feng Junzi's mood calmed down instantly. He had forgotten his fear and remembered that he had come here to find Lin Zhenzhen. The rescue team had already arrived, so he didn't need to rush up. So he said to the girl, "Give me the headlamp. There's still someone here. I have to find her first."

The girl seemed to sigh and said, "The front of this abandoned mine has collapsed, and it's impossible for anyone to go through."

Feng Junzi: "Then let's go ahead and take a look. Maybe the person I'm looking for is there."

Girl: "Okay then, let's go take a look together."

Under the lamplight, the vengeful spirit seemed unable to manifest, and the situation inside the tunnel was clear. Feng Junzi and the girl had walked a short distance before reaching one end of the collapsed tunnel. The path was blocked, and Lin Zhenzhen couldn't possibly be here. Although Feng Junzi was full of questions, he could only turn back. On his way back, Feng Junzi became even more certain that he had encountered a vengeful spirit blocking his way, because after walking less than a hundred meters, he could already see the light at the tunnel entrance.

Feng Junzi cheered and called to the girl, "Let's go out quickly, we've arrived." The girl's voice came from behind, "You go first, and I'll follow behind to light the way."

Feng Junzi, disregarding all decorum, rushed out of the tunnel, taking three steps at a time, half-running and half-scrambling. When he saw the sunlight outside, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had seen the light of day again. Just then, he heard someone beside him say, "Did you go down and find your friend?"

Feng Junzi turned to the side and saw the girl who had led him out of the mine. In the blink of an eye, the girl seemed to have changed again. She was still standing at the entrance of the mine, carrying a large bamboo basket, but her headlamp was gone. She seemed unchanged from when Feng Junzi went in, as if she had been standing there guarding all along. Feng Junzi was also puzzled by her question and asked in return, "Didn't you go down with me? Where's your headlamp?"

"What? Come down together? I've been standing here the whole time!" The girl looked at Feng Junzi with a strange expression as she spoke. Feng Junzi turned around and looked closely into the girl's eyes. Her pure eyes were completely innocent, and he couldn't tell she was lying at all.

Feng Junzi: "You really didn't stand here the whole time?"

Girl: "Of course, I promised you I'd stay at the cave entrance."

A gust of wind blew by, and Feng Junzi couldn't help but shiver several times. The things that had happened today were too strange. If the girl in front of him was telling the truth, then who was the girl who had led him out of the mine? His mind was in turmoil. He wanted to ask more questions, but then he noticed that a group of people had arrived in the distance. The one leading them was Secretary Yuan from the board secretariat of Qingjiang Shares, who was in charge of receiving guests for this meeting.

The third installment, Ghost Miner 4: The Mysterious Disappearance

The arrival of the rescuers diverted Feng Junzi's attention. He quickly went to tell Xiao Yuan what had just happened, but he didn't mention his strange experience after going down into the mine, because he figured no one would believe him. He just wanted the rescuers to find Lin Zhenzhen as soon as possible.

The men Xiao Yuan brought quickly descended into the tunnel, wearing helmet-style headlamps, but soon returned to tell Xiao Yuan that there was nothing there; Lin Zhenzhen wasn't down there at all. Actually, Feng Junzi hadn't found Lin Zhenzhen down there either, so this result wasn't surprising, but he was incredibly confused. He didn't know where Lin Zhenzhen had gone. But then Xiao Yuan's gaze towards him became strange. Xiao Yuan said to him in a slightly reproachful tone, "Teacher Feng, are you mistaken? Miss Lin isn't here at all, or maybe you two were playing hide-and-seek and couldn't find her?"

Feng Junzi was prepared for Xiao Yuan's words, but he was too lazy to joke at this moment. He knew that Lin Zhenzhen might have encountered something strange like him, and all he wanted now was to find Lin Zhenzhen. However, he didn't know how to answer Xiao Yuan's question. Just then, he suddenly remembered his strange encounter in the mine. He had a gut feeling that this mine was not clean, so he tentatively asked Xiao Yuan, "Xiao Yuan, tell me, has something happened in this mine before? I just went down there, and I felt that it was unclean."

A flicker of fear seemed to cross Xiao Yuan's eyes. Feng Junzi noticed the change in his expression and became even more certain that his earlier judgment was correct; something must have happened in this mine that he didn't know about. Xiao Yuan replied, "Teacher Feng, what are you talking about? There's no such thing in the world. It's pitch black in the mine; you can't see anything. You're just imagining things..."

As Xiao Yuan was speaking, his eyes suddenly fell on the girl standing to the side, and his tone immediately became panicked. He stammered, "Zhang Ting! What are you doing here? Did you bring Teacher Feng here? Children shouldn't cause trouble. How could you joke with Teacher Feng like that?"

It was only then that Feng Junzi realized the girl beside him was named Zhang Ting, and that the mine workers knew her. Judging from Xiao Yuan's expression, he seemed very afraid that Zhang Ting had brought him to this mine, but he didn't know the reason and was completely confused. He quickly interrupted Xiao Yuan and said, "I don't know this girl, and she didn't bring me here. I met her after Lin Zhenzhen fell down. What exactly happened?"

Xiao Yuan: "Teacher Feng, you are a guest. If you don't know about the mine's affairs, it's best not to interfere. This girl's family matters are a long time ago, and the mine has already dealt with them."

Feng Junzi was even more confused and said, "I don't care what other people's business is, nor do I care what your mine's business is, anyway, you have to find Lin Zhenzhen."

At this moment, Zhang Ting spoke up: "Uncle Yuan, this Teacher Feng wasn't brought here by me. He is indeed looking for someone named Lin Zhenzhen. I met him while gathering firewood. Now that you're here, I'm going home to help my mother cook." After saying that, she turned and left.

Xiao Yuan raised his hand as if to call her back, but ultimately remained silent. The girl walked a short distance away and suddenly turned to Feng Junzi, saying, "This Teacher Feng must be from out of town. My name is Zhang Ting, and I live in Jiulongpo Village, not far ahead. If you have any questions, you can come and ask me."

After Zhang Ting left, Feng Junzi practically forced Xiao Yuan to send people down into the mine again to investigate, but they still found nothing. Feng Junzi then personally put on a mining helmet and flashlight and went back into the mine with two workers to search. Before going down into the mine for the second time, Feng Junzi noticed that Xiao Yuan looked very uneasy. He seemed very afraid of the mine and refused Feng Junzi's request to come down and take a look as well.

Feng Junzi seemed to have stayed in the tunnel for a long time this time. He carefully examined the short mine shaft, finding almost no space at all. When he emerged from the mine again, Xiao Yuan seemed a little impatient and asked him, "So many people have searched already. Miss Lin couldn't possibly be inside. Did you find anything?"

Feng Junzi: "I did find something. I can confirm that Lin Zhenzhen went in just now."

Xiao Yuan: "Teacher Feng, please don't talk nonsense."

Feng Junzi held up something in his hand—a finger-sized teddy bear tied to a colorful rubber band—and said to Xiao Yuan, "This thing is hanging on Lin Zhenzhen's phone. Many of us who were in the meeting together have seen it." Feng Junzi was right; it was indeed the small ornament hanging on Lin Zhenzhen's phone, which they had just found in the tunnel, under the protruding rock on the cave wall.

Xiao Yuan seemed surprised and asked, "Did you find it in the mine?"

Feng Junzi: "That's right, the two of them just found it in the mine. I saw it with my own eyes."

Xiao Yuan looked questioningly at the two workers who had come up with Feng Junzi. The two workers nodded in agreement that what Feng Junzi had said was true. Xiao Yuan didn't know what to do and asked Feng Junzi, "Teacher Feng, but the person isn't down there! What do we do?"

Feng Junzi: "We must find it even if we have to dig three feet into the ground. Keep digging deeper."

Xiao Yuan: "That was a collapsed mine pit; it's impossible for reporter Lin to be inside."

Feng Junzi: "I saw her fall in with my own eyes. Her things are in there, and she must be in there too. Couldn't the collapsed mine pit collapse again? Could it be that after Lin Zhenzhen went in, the middle of the mine pit collapsed again, trapping her inside? I think that's very likely, so we must dig deeper to rescue her."

Xiao Yuan said to Feng Junzi in an almost pleading tone, "This matter is too serious. I need to report it to my superiors."

Feng Junzi: "Then you'd better report it quickly. You know you're holding a press conference here in a couple of days. What kind of reaction would it be if a reporter from Beijing went missing in the mine?"

What followed was quite a commotion. Xiao Yuan immediately called his superiors to report the situation, and it seemed he received immediate approval. Many more workers arrived with excavating equipment and began digging in the pit. Feng Junzi waited anxiously outside the pit, deeply worried about Lin Zhenzhen's condition.

Although Lin Zhenzhen's disappearance was an accident, Feng Junzi felt responsible for it. He thought that if he had picked that bouquet of flowers, Lin Zhenzhen wouldn't have met with this accident. He even wondered if this situation would have been avoided if he hadn't brought up the topic of the roadside wildflowers. Just as Feng Junzi was anxiously lost in thought, darkness fell, and he noticed that something was amiss with the scene.

The Third Ghost Miner 5: There's a Ghost in the Mine

5. There are ghosts in the mine.

Feng Junzi's feeling that something was wrong was purely based on his own observation. While the workers were indeed busy digging in the pit, he noticed that they were all very silent, never exchanging a word with each other. The entire tunnel entrance was eerily quiet. Although they had brought lighting equipment down into the mine, they hadn't turned on any lights at the entrance. As darkness fell, it was almost impossible to see what was happening in the distance. Everything seemed to be proceeding quietly, and these people gave the impression of thieves rather than rescuing people.

Just as Feng Junzi was filled with confusion, Xiao Yuan walked over, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Teacher Feng, let's talk in private. I have something to discuss with you."

Feng Junzi walked silently with Xiao Yuan to a secluded spot not far away. Xiao Yuan said to him in a consultative tone, "Teacher Feng, I don't know what happened to reporter Lin from Beijing. Our mine will definitely do everything we can to rescue her, but please don't tell anyone about this for now, as it won't have a good impact."

Feng Junzi had long felt that this matter was strange, so he didn't answer and waited quietly for Secretary Yuan to continue. Seeing that Feng Junzi didn't speak, Xiao Yuan assumed that the other party had tacitly agreed and continued, "Teacher Feng, please go back to the hotel to rest. We will notify you immediately if anything happens here. There's nothing you can do to help if you stay here."

Feng Junzi was indeed quite exhausted and knew he couldn't be of much help if he stayed, so he nodded in agreement to Secretary Yuan's request. Secretary Yuan was overjoyed that Feng Junzi agreed so easily and personally escorted him back to his hotel.

...

In truth, Feng Junzi had his own plans. He noticed Xiao Yuan seemed to be avoiding him about something, but didn't press the matter. Back in his room, he saw Xiao Yuan leave the mining hotel from the window and prepared to immediately go back to observe him secretly. Just as he was about to leave, the doorbell rang. Who would be looking for him at a time like this?

The person who arrived surprised Feng Junzi; it was someone he recognized but wasn't very familiar with—Liu Wanshan, the director and vice president of Qingjiang Shares. Liu Wanshan's sudden arrival caught Feng Junzi off guard, but the leader didn't give him much time to be surprised. Liu Wanshan cut to the chase, saying, "Mr. Feng, I heard you had an accident in our mining area?"

Feng Junzi thought that this General Manager Liu must have heard the report, and replied, "It's not me, it's Lin Zhenzhen, a reporter from Beijing. Your mine must do everything you can to rescue her."

Liu Wanshan: "Teacher Feng, don't worry, we will do our best. Come, sit down and talk slowly."

Seeing that Liu Wanshan seemed to have something to tell him, Feng Junzi temporarily abandoned his plan to go out and sat down facing Liu Wanshan. Liu Wanshan asked in a concerned tone, "Teacher Feng, you just said that the place where Reporter Lin had the accident was an abandoned mine. Could you tell me about the specific situation of that mine?"

After what happened that afternoon, Feng Junzi had already sensed that something was off about the mine. When Liu Wanshan asked him this question, he knew that there was something more to it, so he didn't hide anything and briefly recounted what had happened that afternoon. Finally, he asked Liu Wanshan, "Mr. Liu, I have a feeling that the mine seems very mysterious. Has anything happened there before?"

Liu Wanshan sighed and said, "I came to see you about this. Your suspicions are correct. Many people know about this. That mine is haunted!"

"What? Haunted?" Although Feng Junzi had long suspected it, he was still very surprised to hear Liu Wanshan say such a thing.

Liu Wanshan: "I should be a materialist and shouldn't say such things, but that mine is really eerie. Ever since the accident last year, people have said that the place is haunted, so it was abandoned and even the surrounding houses were demolished. If you didn't know, you would think it was a privately dug earthen kiln."

Feng Junzi: "Explain yourself more clearly, what exactly happened in that place?"

Liu Wanshan glanced at Feng Junzi, took a sip of water, and seemed to be speaking to thin air: "That place was normal before, but there was a mining accident last year, and people died, I heard. I remember the date very clearly, it was this day last year, because it was also Valentine's Day. Later, I heard that the area was haunted, and many people who walked near that mine pit were possessed, and no one could find out what caused it, so the mine pit was abandoned and is now like this, with no one around."

Feng Junzi: "Wait, Mr. Liu, please explain yourself clearly. What do you mean by 'it is said that someone died'? You are a leader in the mine, don't you know whether anyone has died or not?"

Liu Wanshan: "That mine originally belonged to a subsidiary that was under the management of General Manager Wang, and he was also the one who handled the accident. I don't know much about it."

At this point, it's necessary to discuss the rather complex personnel and asset relationships at Qingjiang Coal Mine, a situation that Feng Junzi was already well aware of. The chairman of Qingjiang Coal Mine, Zhang Zeguang, is 59 years old this year. One of the two vice presidents is Liu Wanshan, and the other is Wang Minggao, whom Liu Wanshan just mentioned. Like many other large enterprises, this company has numerous subsidiaries, some engaged in material trading, others directly operating coal mining. A large portion of these subsidiaries operate under a contract system, meaning they pay an annual fee to the mine, but the actual operating revenue belongs to the contractor.

The subsidiary that General Manager Wang mentioned wasn't contracted by Wang Minggao in his own name; the contractor was a relative of his wife. However, it was essentially Wang Minggao's private company. If the coal mine where the accident occurred belonged to Wang Minggao, Feng Junzi wouldn't be surprised. Coal mines are state assets and obviously couldn't belong to Wang Minggao, but this particular coal mine could very well have been indirectly owned by him.

At this point, Feng Junzi roughly understood Liu Wanshan's intentions. Feng Junzi wasn't stupid; he immediately thought of three things: First, Liu Wanshan and Wang Minggao likely had a very strained relationship, and he hoped to expose what happened a year ago to strike at Wang Minggao. Second, the company's former chairman, Zhang Zeguang, was 59 years old and would retire next year. The most likely successors were Liu Wanshan and Wang Minggao, so their power struggle was bound to be intense. Third, something must have happened at the mine where Lin Zhenzhen's accident occurred a year ago that was being concealed. Liu Wanshan might know the truth but couldn't reveal it himself, so he hoped to use Feng Junzi to expose it.

Feng Junzi was fond of physiognomy and skilled at judging character. The moment Liu Wanshan entered, he sensed the man's shifty eyes and gloomy expression, sensing that Liu was clearly not a kind person and that Liu was likely not genuinely trying to help but merely using him. With this in mind, Feng Junzi calmly asked, "Where is there a record of what happened a year ago?"

Liu Wanshan smiled again and said, "The management in the mine is not that strict, and it is probably easy to record such things. In fact, it is in the Qingjiang Daily and the mine communications from a year ago. You can find it in the coal mine library."

Feng Junzi: "After hearing what Mr. Liu said, I'm really interested. I'll look into it tomorrow."

Liu Wanshan: "I've already spoken to the library and told them that Professor Feng needs to look up some information. You can go tomorrow; they'll give you whatever information you need."

Hearing Liu Wanshan's words, Feng Junzi understood everything even more clearly. Liu Wanshan had already contacted the library's archives before coming, obviously setting a trap for him. However, Feng Junzi didn't want to get involved in the power struggles within the coal mine. He only cared about two things: Lin Zhenzhen's safety and the truth of the world. As for Liu Wanshan's attempt to use him, he didn't care at all. When it came to scheming and manipulation, he wasn't afraid of any of that.

...

After a night of digging, the collapsed area of the mine pit seemed to be very deep, and nothing was found. Although Feng Junzi was anxious, he had completely calmed down. He knew that he couldn't help much if he was on site, so he went to the library the next morning.

The mine's library was small, and it was actually part of the same organization as the archives. Presumably because Liu Wanshan had already made arrangements, Feng Junzi encountered no trouble accessing the materials; the archives director even assigned someone to assist him. Feng Junzi already knew the exact date of the information he needed to look up was after February 14th of last year, so he quickly found a clue.

There is a considerable amount of relevant information, but what interests Feng Junzi most is a report published in the mining area's newsletter at the end of February last year: On February 14th, a coal mine belonging to the mining area experienced a collapse due to a gas explosion. After the accident, Chairman and General Manager Zhang Zeguang personally oversaw the operation. After six days and six nights of rescue and excavation, dozens of workers trapped underground were finally rescued, and the accident resulted in only one death. Thanks to the effective leadership and timely measures, the losses were minimized to the greatest extent possible.

Feng Junzi noticed that the only deceased worker mentioned in the report was named Zhang Wenzheng. He had just seen the tombstone of someone named Zhang Wenzheng yesterday, and he and Lin Zhenzhen had even discussed the couplet on the tombstone and the name Zhang Wenzheng. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhenzhen's accident happened shortly after. Upon reading this, Feng Junzi felt a deep chill run down his spine. It seemed that fate had its own design; Lin Zhenzhen's fate was probably not a random accident. There were ghosts interfering, and people were playing tricks on her.