No, Mike wasn't stupid enough to do something as foolish as going downstairs to turn himself in.

Although he had no idea his every move was actually being monitored.

From the information available to him, his actions made perfect sense.

Middle-aged Uncle: [Actually, if the cleanup crew had arrived faster, Mike wouldn't even have called the police. He thought the chainsaw murderer was just a lone individual, but that wasn't the case.]

Little Aunt: [Oh, there's no point discussing this. We should be feeling sorry for Wu You now! Wu You? Carefree... He didn't even last a full day, just a few dozen minutes short of getting that 10,000 yuan... With that money, at least he could have eased his father's medical expenses.]

Fairy Sister: [It's sad, but there's nothing we can do. Anyone who signs the agreement to enter the apartment is destined to die eventually, he just went earlier.]

[Of course, he was also more unlucky - he triggered the bad luck of not attending the welcome party.]

[There have been lab rats who died from not attending the welcome party before, though such cases are relatively rare!]

Ultimate Rich Kid: [By the way, is that chainsaw murderer really Manager Xiao Zhang?]

Although these livestream viewers could freely check any of the apartment's countless cameras,

most people just followed the livestream's automatic main camera view. Who would bother manually checking other cameras?

Domineering Female CEO: [If you really want the answer, why don't you monitor Xiao Zhang specifically for a few days without missing a single second?]

At this moment,

due to Wu You's death, the long-haired beautiful host made an appearance.

"Lab Rat No. 3 Wu You has died. The total bets placed on him amounting to 1 million yuan have been transferred to the final prize pool."

Ultimate Rich Kid commented: [Speaking of which, what I admire most is this beautiful host. She seems to be available anytime, anywhere. It's almost midnight now, yet when a lab rat dies, she can still appear promptly to announce it.]

While everyone was still enthusiastically discussing,

the livestream's main camera quietly shifted to Wang Tao in room 804.

Now, at 11:50 PM, Wang Tao was still awake.

He was sitting in his living room watching a horror thriller movie,

completely engrossed in it.

During his time living at Alice Apartment,

he had watched numerous foreign horror thriller films.

The more he watched, the more a question nagged at him:

Many of these foreign horror films were based on real-life figures.

He had looked up their stories online himself.

After researching, he thought these people were truly deranged.

Although he himself had over a dozen lives on his hands,

all his victims had brought their deaths upon themselves through their conflicts with him.

But these killers often murdered complete strangers

simply because the victims fit their killing criteria.

Take the world-famous Jack the Ripper for example.

His victims were mostly impoverished prostitutes living in slums,

and his methods were extremely brutal - disemboweling, stabbing dozens of times.

Honestly, Wang Tao utterly despised such people.

He remembered when he was arrested,

crowds had called him a murderer.

But compared to Jack the Ripper and his ilk,

he considered himself practically benevolent.

In his short life, apart from accidentally pushing that childhood friend,

all his other victims had been people who'd wronged him.

At least he never harmed innocents.

"Jack the Ripper is just more famous. Honestly, I think he's overrated."

Wang Tao smirked disdainfully.

The reason he mentioned Jack the Ripper now was

because the movie he was watching was about him.

It was through films and novels that Jack the Ripper gained such notoriety.

Wang Tao felt that in terms of actual serial killer prowess,

Jack the Ripper's reputation far exceeded his real capabilities.

"Time for bed. I'll find another movie tomorrow."

Having finished the film, Wang Tao checked his phone - exactly midnight.

Rubbing his tired eyes, he turned off the TV with the remote,

then used his phone's flashlight to navigate back to his bedroom.

Yes, he always watched movies with the lights off -

it created better atmosphere.

Of course, while the ambiance improved,

so did the horror effect.

That was precisely the point.

Those with weak nerves definitely shouldn't try this at home.

Just a few meters from his bedroom,

in the silent night, he suddenly heard knocking at his door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The sound seemed to resonate directly with his heartbeat,

raising goosebumps all over his body.

Hearing the knocks, Wang Tao froze mid-step.

Who could be knocking at his door so late at night?

Wang Tao had two choices:

First, go to bed and pretend he didn't hear it.

Second, check who it was.

He chose option two.

Walking directly to the door,

he peered through the peephole to see his late-night visitor.

The hallway's motion-activated lights had turned on with the knocking,

allowing Wang Tao to clearly see through the peephole

that his midnight visitor was the clown from tonight's welcome party performance.

Yes, he had attended the welcome party tonight too -

staying home all the time got boring.

At the party, he'd even tipped the clown 10 yuan.

"So... did I not tip enough? Is that why you're knocking on my door in the middle of the night trying to scare me?"

Not knowing the clown's true nature, Wang Tao's comment was just casual banter.

"The clown..."

Wang Tao narrowed his eyes.

Having watched so many horror movies,

he knew there were countless films featuring clowns.

Traditionally, clowns represented comedy, jesters who brought joy.

But in horror films, they were pure nightmare fuel.

Wang Tao wasn't an ordinary person.

He was a highly educated white-collar professional

with over a dozen murders to his name.

Though he considered himself different from those deranged serial killers,

to regular people, he was just as monstrous.

For most people,

having just watched a horror movie

only to have a horror movie-style clown knock at their door at midnight -

no matter how brave they were, they'd shudder,

definitely wouldn't open the door,

and might even call the police if the knocking persisted.

But Wang Tao wasn't most people.

He opened the door without hesitation or preparation,

coming face-to-face with the clown.

"Hey, it's midnight," Wang Tao demanded directly.

"What are you doing knocking on my door in the middle of the night?"