Who says vengeful ghosts can't go on blind dates?

"See me?" Ren Zhizhe looked at the countess with some doubt.

At this moment, Count Golos was holding a large white folding fan. The fan was open, completely obscuring the lower half of his face.

It was precisely because of this folding fan that Ren Zhizhe was unable to clearly see the expression on her face.

"Oh! It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." Count Golos adopted a formal manner of greeting. "I've heard of your reputation and have always wanted to meet you."

"Is that so? That's truly an honor."

Ren Zhizhe said this, but his doubts were not diminished at all.

It seems he never invested in the old town area where the other party lived.

He was only somewhat well-known within a small circle. Where did this countess hear of him?

Ren Zhizhe quickly thought about it and came up with a possibility—this Earl of Golos may have had contact with the companies he invested in.

"Oh dear, now that we've finally met, I won't disturb you any longer."

Seeing that the countess seemed to have no intention of continuing the conversation, Ren Zhizhe avoided looking at her departing figure and stopped trying to disturb her with his gaze.

Count Golos got up and went into the inner room.

The ghost broker immediately stepped forward and closed the door for Count Golos.

Clearly, he didn't want outsiders to overhear the following conversation.

Ren Zhizhe didn't speak, just waited for the ghost agent to close up and return. Once the ghost agent was seated, he immediately started talking about business, without asking any further questions about the countess.

"I hope you can put more effort into things concerning me."

Clearly, Ren Zhizhe was still dissatisfied with the fact that the intermediary had not exchanged information with both parties in advance.

However, he wasn't too harsh. He had asked about this a long time ago, and the ghost broker claimed that many female ghosts were unwilling to reveal their information, so Ren Zhizhe didn't make things too difficult for him.

But now?

He felt he had been too good to the real estate agent and it was time to put some pressure on him.

The shady agent quickly nodded in agreement. He adopted a humble attitude while subtly revealing a hint of embarrassment.

"What's wrong?"

Ren Zhizhe did indeed ask one more question.

"Actually, it's like this. At first, I thought it would be easy, but later I found that the ones I looked for didn't quite meet your requirements."

The real estate agent paused, glancing at the expression on Ren Zhizhe's face.

Convinced that continuing to speak at this point would likely not cause any problems, he cautiously and thoughtfully asked:

"Sir, those who meet your requirements usually... don't have this kind of demand."

That's the truth. And he really is deeply troubled by it.

Let's say, do vengeful ghosts really go on blind dates like humans?

The vengeful ghost didn't have that request at all.

"Is that so?" Ren Zhizhe's attitude seemed to soften slightly.

Seeing that this method was indeed effective, the shady real estate agent felt much more at ease.

This is something he learned by observing and imitating humans.

Benefiting from the subtle influence of the rules of murder, he is skilled at imitation and extremely good at observation.

At first, he merely imitated the ways other vengeful ghosts acted. It was only after discovering humans that the ghost intermediary shifted his focus of observation and imitation.

Therefore, he is a rare vengeful ghost who does not have a penchant for torturing humans.

"But that's not a reason. Every time I came to urge you, I brought a gift with me, and you accepted them, didn't you?"

Ren Zhizhe's aura instantly became sharp.

"this……"

It was only after Ren Zhizhe said this that the ghost agent realized that the other party hadn't brought anything for him this time.

"This...this is because..." He was actually in great distress about this matter and didn't know where to begin.

Ren Zhizhe did bring gifts when he urged them to come. However, Ren Zhizhe never revealed the murderous rules associated with those gifts!

Isn't this going to kill him?

He spent a lot of time and effort dealing with that pile of "gifts".

Every time he dumped things in the slums, he always risked being beaten up by the local victims.

But can he just say it directly?

No!

Therefore, the unscrupulous real estate agent could only swallow his bitterness.

Also, explain to Ren Zhizhe in advance why you can't be the Blind Date Ghost?

Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

Ghosts are all selfish and self-serving.

If he actually did that, it would mean he had "I'm useless" and "I'm a piece of trash" written all over his head.

How should waste products be disposed of?

The real estate agent shuddered.

"That's because... I've been looking for new relationships to keep you happy!"

He did indeed find a new connection—with the vengeful spirits of the slums. However, those spirits might not be very friendly to him.

"A new relationship?"

"Yes, I've started a new relationship. Through that relationship, I've found the right person for you."

As he said this, the ghost intermediary dared not look at Ren Zhizhe at all.

Because of Ren Zhizhe's sudden pressure, he had to take some risks.

He risked replacing "blind date" with "person" in his words.

"You've found it?"

"Yes. If you need, I can arrange for you to meet within three days." Seeing that Ren Zhizhe did not correct his linguistic inconsistencies, the ghost agent instantly became cheerful.

So this vengeful ghost really wanted a human?

That makes things simple.

Humans are something that can be found everywhere.

He just needs to walk around a bit more and grab one at random.

After capturing them, threaten them and explain some precautions.

Hey! A fresh blind date has been groomed and trained!

"Three days?" Ren Zhizhe frowned.

Why is this guy's attitude so different before and after?

"Please rest assured, I will definitely handle this well this time," the shady agent continued to assure them.

"Is your new relationship really that reliable?" Ren Zhizhe was skeptical.

However, he suddenly remembered something and glanced discreetly into the inner room where the countess was.

He seemed to understand something:

"Okay, then I'll be going now."

Before leaving, Ren Zhizhe glanced once more at the inner room where the Countess was.

He felt that the real estate agent must still be busy, and he shouldn't bother him too much.

Ren Zhizhe got up and left. The ghost agent courteously saw him to the door until his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Finally... we made it through."

The ghost broker turned around, went back inside, and casually pushed the door latch shut.

The rules at the Beixia Hotel are quite strange. If you don't lock the door, it often opens automatically.

As I returned to the main hall, Count Golos came out from the inner room.

She came gracefully without making a sound.

"Oh dear, it seems you're not in a very good situation," she said jokingly.

As she spoke, she habitually and quickly waved her folding fan at herself.

When she gets excited, the tip of her insect tail will sway rapidly from side to side. Each sway makes a sound similar to a rattlesnake's tail.

The ghost broker remained silent, pretending that no other ghosts were sitting in the main hall.

Upon seeing this, Count Golos suddenly stopped waving his fan.

Why aren't you saying anything?

She tilted her head, and the fan tilted along with it.

Before the real estate agent could reply, she began to speak faster, as if she couldn't wait any longer:

"I was humiliated in the coffee shop and gained nothing. And you? You didn't lose anything, did you?"

Seeing that Count Golos's eyes had turned into worm eyes, the ghost broker could only offer an explanation:

"Becoming a possession of other vengeful spirits is not the best way to solve the problem."

"But we clearly achieved that before..."

"You know that, after all. It's the worst possible option, and you don't want that, right?"

Countess Golos fell silent. But she continued to stare intently at the ghost intermediary, clearly not yet completely at peace.

But for a shady real estate agent, that's enough.

His rules for killing are in effect.

Next, all we need to do is keep Count Golos thinking and regain his sanity.

"Besides, what that person clearly wanted was a human. If that human hadn't impersonated you, you might have been torn to pieces by that person's rules long ago."

"Oh? In that case, I should thank you."

Count Golos's tilted head had somehow straightened up.

She chuckled softly as she waved the fan in her hand.

"Don't worry, I'll help you. I'll definitely help you once I've dealt with my current troubles."

Upon seeing that the Countess's eyes had finally returned to normal, the shady broker immediately began making grand promises.

"Oh dear. What are you planning to do with that human?" she asked, feigning amusement.

"Of course we'll get rid of it," the ghost broker said matter-of-factly.

Of course, waste products need to be disposed of.

He actually wanted to kill that human as well. However, Jiang Xiaowei was right next to Ren Zhizhe at the time, and his conditions for killing the human were not fully met, so he had to give up.

Although he knew the countess was mocking him, the charlatan still patiently explained it again:

"I did this to observe."

"Then so be it. Oh dear, it really doesn't look right here. Should I make a special trip?"

Count Golos's eyes instantly filled with a gloomy expression.

After learning that she had been robbed, she was so angry that she wanted to tear the human who dared to cross her apart on the spot, and she went crazy on the spot.

It wasn't until she had smashed half of the Howling Cafe that her eyes gradually regained their clarity.

Because of this incident, she lost a lot of ghost money.

"No need," the ghost agent dared not let this crazy woman act alone. "I don't have the money to clean up this mess. Since I created this trouble myself, I'll deal with it myself."

He paid the compensation for the Howling Cafe incident.

reason?

There's no other reason than that we can't beat them.

"Oh dear, what do you need me to do?"

"I need to borrow your bugs."

"Sure, but you'll have to wait two days."

……

The human world.

Feldspar Private Bank.

Jiang Tiancheng appeared out of thin air in the office.

He returned to reality from the bizarre game.

This is his fourth bizarre game. And his goal in surviving is to kill a vengeful ghost.

But he still had many doubts. When he finally killed the vengeful spirit with the help of other ghosts, the eerie game continuously monitored the target's status.

This is very unusual. What exactly is going on...?

"It's Mr. Jiang!"

"Mr. Jiang is back!"

"Mr. Jiang, you... you survived the fourth bizarre game instance?"

"Mr. Jiang! You don't know. The moment you entered the bizarre game, someone from above came to investigate our bank. Even the Song family's casino next door was raided..."

"Stop." Jiang Tiancheng rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

As the head of the Changshan Private Bank, he can use the bank's and the Jiang family's connections to gather intelligence, increasing his chances of surviving the bizarre game.

However, he also had to manage the bank and continuously generate profits for the Jiang family.

Did he say who he was?

The other party claimed to be from... from "that department".

Which department?

"It's a weird game..."

"I see."

Jiang Tiancheng's expression changed, and he instantly became quite serious.

Because of the emergence of bizarre games, every country has established corresponding special departments.

"What did that person look like?"

"He has an afro."

"An afro?" Jiang Tiancheng chuckled, his serious expression vanishing like smoke.

He waved his hand, signaling to the bank staff not to panic.

The Jiang family knows about "that department".

There are no members with afros in "that department"—at least not in this city.

"Ignore it. Just do whatever the Song family's casino does. Now, go and find some information..."

He stated his requirements. The stenographer nearby quickly wrote them down and handed them to the others.

"Don't send it to me directly from the internet. After you find the information, print it out and put it on my desk," Jiang Tiancheng added.

After giving his instructions, he lay back in his chair, closed his eyes, and enjoyed a moment of peace after returning from the eerie game.

One minute.

half an hour.

One hour.

"Mr. Jiang! We've found part of it. The rest are still there..."

"Oh? Put it down for now, thank you for your hard work." Jiang Tiancheng opened his eyes.

"……yes."

After his subordinate left, he picked up the documents that the other party had handed him on the table with great interest.

Information about Anshi Wankang Food Processing Plant was easy to find; his subordinates quickly presented the intelligence they had gathered to his desk.

Anshi Wankang Food Processing Plant is an enterprise owned by the An family.

Three years ago, a major fire broke out at this food processing plant. It was reportedly caused by repeated violations of operating procedures by workers, which the plant repeatedly failed to prevent, ultimately leading to an explosion on the production line.

The official report stated that there were no casualties. However, rumors have been circulating online that many people died that night.

"Interesting. It's just a pity, it's pretty useless intelligence."

The Jiang family wouldn't allow him to disturb them. In other words, there's no way to investigate this matter.

"Sunset Cinema..." Jiang Tiancheng silently equated that cinema with the extremely dangerous dungeon in his mind.

"Let's take care of some business first."

He turned on the computer next to him and began to skillfully handle bank affairs.

He handled things quickly, while also checking the accounts to see if they were normal and whether the people below him were embezzling too much.

But suddenly, his gaze stopped as he quickly scanned a certain account.

He checks these accounts frequently, mainly to keep an eye on his subordinates and prevent them from embezzling too much.

However, today he couldn't help but glance at one account a few more times.

Jiang Xiaowei, loan of 38 yuan.