Chapter 13: Catching Ghosts?

"Boring, I'm starting to regret it." Su Wu walked along the path in District 13, not even using the Canglai high-speed movement, but instead taking each step slowly and steadily to measure every inch of the land in District 13.

Pampas named this game "Ghost Hunt," and success meant catching the ghost.

Considering that most of the missing persons were children from District 13, Su Wu focused her investigation on District 13.

She also dressed up specially to cover up her tattoos, wearing a long-sleeved top that only girls would wear, and the tattoos on her face were also covered up by other means.

She looks like an ordinary, pretty child who is always waiting to become someone else's prey.

To this end, he even went to the garbage dumps to look for recyclable items, just like the other children in District 13, and then took them to the vicinity of the church to exchange for supplies.

The adult residents and priests of the 13th ward did not interfere with these actions. There was simply too much garbage in Meteor City, with new garbage appearing every day. It was impossible for church members alone to handle it all.

Therefore, scavengers are an indispensable part of Meteor City.

Su Wu diligently played the role of a scavenger child for three days, and during those three days, she didn't encounter a single suspicious person except for vultures.

Not a single one!!!

He regretted wasting his time by even skipping training to come here.

"This game is trash..." he said, and as he took his first step, he found that his footing gave way and he instantly lost his balance and fell downwards.

"Wow, the game is finally about to officially begin." He spread his arms and let himself fall toward an unknown destination, a smile spreading across his face in the bottomless dark passage.

With a "thump," he landed on his feet and struck a cool pose.

As soon as it landed, Six Eyes scanned the surroundings.

The room was empty, with only one exit; the passage that brought him there had disappeared.

Before he could analyze for long, a wave of drowsiness washed over him.

"The smell of ether...?" He made a final, sluggish analysis, then gave up struggling and collapsed to the ground, falling into a coma.

The exit was opened, and a figure carrying chains appeared in the room, dragging the person out.

When Su Wu woke up again, he found himself locked in a cage surrounded by identical cages and children who were also unconscious.

Everyone was chained by their limbs, had collars around their necks, and their mouths were sealed with tape.

This prevented them from struggling or calling for help.

Even when Su Wu woke up, the children had not yet opened their eyes.

The same dose of drug can have different effects on different people. For example, the ether that Su Wu inhaled could only make him lose consciousness for ten minutes, but it could make other children sleep for a whole night.

"This makes things easier for me." Su Wu raised her hands and tore off the iron chain with a little force. Then she broke off the collar around her neck with her bare hands and tore off the tape sealing it.

He touched the sticky residue around his mouth, his expression turning sour.

He reached out and grasped the two bars of the iron cage. With a slight exertion of his hands, he bent the straight bars, creating a hole that he could pass through.

He looked up at the blue-glowing lights and turned to look in the direction of the exit.

The stone door was tightly shut and seemed extremely difficult to open. He reached out and pressed his hand on the door, easily pushing it open a crack. After stepping out of the room, he closed the door behind him.

"Next... is the real ghost-catching game."

"Who is human? Who is a ghost?"

He murmured softly and chuckled gently.

A faint laugh echoed in the empty corridor, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

……

Two armed men stood at the entrance of a passageway, with plastic bags full of garbage and empty wine bottles at their feet.

"How much money do you think we can get this time?" One of the men was clearly a little tipsy, his face flushed, but his eyes revealed a greedy glint.

"It's more than last time, you know, we have a lot more this time than last time." The other man's words revealed a hint of smugness, as if he was very pleased.

"Yes, we can enjoy ourselves in the alleys of prostitutes for a long time..." The first man to speak had a hint of ambiguity in his smile.

"You spend all your money on alcohol and women..." another man chuckled and teased.

"Crackling—" The overhead lights flickered on and off, then stopped working completely after a few seconds.

"What's going on?!" The two men instantly raised their guns and asked as if facing a formidable enemy.

After waiting for a long time without any further movement, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"I told you these lights should have been fixed a long time ago, they're so dilapidated, now we have no choice but to fix them, right?" the man grumbled.

After complaining, I realized that my companion hadn't said a word since the lights went out.

"Hey? Why aren't you saying anything?" The man raised his gun again.

He saw a white, ghost-like figure flash past in the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a cool touch on his cheek, his body became heavy, and white silk threads drooped down in front of his eyes.

The next moment, he heard the sound of bones breaking in the silence.

He lost control of his body, and his head fell to the ground.

Bloodshot eyes stared intently at the still-standing headless body.

That was his body, but he had no head.

The moment he realized it, the headless body crashed to the ground.

He sank into the deepest darkness, and the last thing he heard in his memory was the sound of footsteps beside his ear.

"The eighth one."

Su Wu stepped over the man's head, which lay dead on the ground with its eyes wide open, and began searching for her next target.

He sabotaged the building's power supply, plunging it into darkness.

But his six eyes allowed him to move freely in the dark, even with ease.

Now, the entire building has become his playground, and he has begun to enjoy this game.

……

"Matt? Matt? Are you there? Answer me." A man held a wireless communicator and contacted his colleagues guarding different areas one by one.

There are two hundred security personnel stationed inside this building.

"Another one has gone missing."

"The fifty-seventh person to go missing since the power outage."

The people around him spoke in heavy voices, their voices filled with worry.

The security team consisted of two hundred people, with each squad leader being a skilled communicator and each member equipped with a gun.

Yet so many people have quietly disappeared without a trace.

Most importantly... they didn't hear a single other sound from beginning to end.

This included gunshots and cries for help.

It was as if all the sounds they made were swallowed up by darkness and silence.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

The wireless communicator picked up some noise; someone was trying to contact them.

"This is Squad Leader Fan!" someone said eagerly into the communicator.

"Buzz...run...buzz..." came an indistinct sound from the other side.

"What did you say?" Fan asked, holding the communicator.

"Sizzle... Run!! Ah—!!"

With a scream, there was no more sound from the other side.

(End of this chapter)

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