Eighty-five. Over there by Shen Yuqiao

"How did you know the location of the note again..." the man in the leather jacket said, eyeing Lu Li with suspicion as he approached.

"It's quite simple, there was a camera there," Lu Li said, brushing past the man in the leather jacket as he walked toward the door.

A camera in each room, but in the dance studio, aside from the camera capturing the entire room, there was an extra one in the corner, filming only the area directly in front of it...

The intention of 'hiding something in plain sight' was obvious.

"So... so that's how it is..." the man in the leather jacket stuttered, deep in thought, following Lu Li out of the dance studio with frequent glances back.

Lu Li and the man in the leather jacket walked along the corridor until they reached the Haunted House's third scene—an infirmary.

Dirty sheets, walls covered in bloody handprints, and blood-stained surgical instruments all painted a scene reminiscent of an asylum's operating room.

"There shouldn't be—"