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

The human world.

Stone City.

Slums.

A puppy whimpered and hid in a corner.

It seemed to be in great pain, whimpering and hiding in a safe place, scratching its ears with its hind legs.

There seemed to be something inside its ear.

The puppy scratched at the wall for ages but couldn't reach it, so it got impatient and kept spinning around. It kept shaking its head, then suddenly stopped, tilted its head, and rubbed its left side against the wall.

However, this not only didn't work, it made the puppy feel even worse.

"Waaah..."

The puppy started running around aimlessly. After running for a while, it stopped and tried to raise its leg to scratch again.

But just then, a hand suddenly grabbed its neck from behind.

"What the hell?"

The puppy turned its head in fright and found a man with a mole on his chin grabbing it from behind.

He was the gunman who participated in the bizarre game with Jiang Xiaowei.

The gunman pried open the puppy's ears and frowned when he saw that there was something that looked like chewing gum stuffed inside.

Is it a child's prank?

A hint of disgust appeared on his face.

However, whether out of a sudden act of kindness or sheer boredom, the gunman still removed that disgusting thing.

"This is--"

Upon seeing the earphones stuck with bubble gum, the gunman's expression immediately turned extremely serious.

He used one hand to firmly control the puppy, pressing it to the ground to prevent it from leaving; with his other hand, he took off his headphones and observed it carefully for a while.

It looks like a regular pair of headphones.

The gunman thought for a moment, then carefully brought the earphone to his ear.

"Tsk tsk...and these too, remember to transcribe them down as well."

Ok?

Eavesdropping device?

The gunman raised an eyebrow.

How come this puppy has this stuff on it?

His gaze instantly sharpened.

The gunman did not hesitate at all.

He put the headphones in his pocket. But when he took his hand out again, he was holding a pistol.

"Bang!"

The gun was pressed against the puppy's head, and in an instant, a hole was pierced through it.

The puppy stopped moving.

The gunman then put on gloves. Afterward, he took a knife from his body and plunged the tip into the puppy's belly, cutting a huge wound.

He reached inside with both hands and forced open the ripped abdomen. Instantly, blood and intestines gushed out from the wound, spilling onto the ground.

The gunman rummaged through the warm abdominal cavity without expression.

He stuck his fingers into the slippery intestines, trying to find something he imagined.

No.

There was no chip, no implant, nothing he had anticipated.

The earphone, along with the chewing gum stuck to it, was simply lodged deep in the puppy's ear canal, as if it were a prank that a child had played and then forgotten to remove.

He pulled his bloodied hands from the puppy's corpse, took off his filthy gloves, and put on new ones. Then he took out the earphone again and examined it in his palm.

very common.

It's estimated that only after disassembling it can we know if there's a problem. But he's not good at that, so he has to give up.

"The clue should be on this dog."

The gunman picked up the knife again.

He began to dissect it meticulously.

No, or rather, it was simply dismemberment.

His autopsy was utterly unskilled. But his dismemberment technique seemed remarkable; he had roughly shredded the body in no time.

"Really not?"

Looking at the dissected puppy, the gunman seemed slightly unwilling.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped on the puppy's head.

It seems like there's something he forgot to check?

The gunman felt he had grasped the truth. However, just as he was about to pry open the dog's corpse's head, a cold voice came from behind him.

"What are you doing?"

The gunman was startled and quickly turned his head.

He had no sense of the newcomer's presence at all.

The gunman instinctively prepared to draw his weapon. But when he saw that the newcomer was wearing a large black trench coat, his wrist trembled, and the gun in his hand immediately went limp, and he dared not raise it at all.

"Lord Sun Long, I was just..."

Then there was complete silence.

The gunman found himself stuck there, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Sun Long seemed to completely ignore the gunman's answer.

He quickly scanned the area and soon spotted the puppy on the ground. However, his gaze didn't linger there; it only stayed on the gunshot wound on the puppy's forehead for a moment.

"You need a gun to kill a dog?" His gaze toward the gunman seemed even more contemptuous. "I really hope you're not the one who survives this time."

"Yes, yes, you're right..."

The gunman just kept smiling obsequiously, sweat starting to bead on his forehead.

Sun Long's gaze remained icy. He looked at the gunman with the mole in front of him, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

The gunman remained rooted to the spot, too afraid to move. Five minutes later, he finally managed to catch his breath.

He immediately cursed.

"What's with the swagger? You've brought back such a huge mess, and you still have time to wander around aimlessly."

Since the man with the afro wasn't trying to hide anything, everyone in the Mafia now knows why this member of a department from the neighboring city came here.

The Mafia is bound to get into some trouble next.

Unfortunately, it seems they've recently developed some tension with the Song family.

According to those who returned alive, one of their cadres also appeared to be dead.

Death is commonplace for players. But it just so happens that a member was killed at this particular time, and it just so happens that it was the eldest daughter of the Song family who died—

This is really troublesome.

Moreover, the Stone City Mafia has zero tolerance for the killing of fellow members.

The woman who entered the bizarre game with him was another executive. Both of them were new recruits, chosen to replace the first two executives who died in the bizarre game instance.

That woman... I don't think he killed her, right?

He simply made the other person relinquish their waiter status and then gave him the ghost coins. And then…

Okay, so he did fire a few more shots when the woman lost the hotel's protection and was dragged away by the ghost inside the door. But what's the big deal?

He also shot the dog. So, missing one or two bullets proves nothing at all.

The Mafia usually doesn't investigate these kinds of things. Even if they did, he probably wouldn't get into trouble.

He repeatedly comforted himself with these words.

He happened to have something to do, so this was a good opportunity to investigate the headphones. If he could make a contribution, his position as a cadre would be secure.

This time, he ignored the puppy and hastily left in the opposite direction.

……

A bizarre world.

Beixia Hotel.

Under Ren Zhizhe's escort, Song Yufei encountered no accidents.

But Ren Zhizhe only took her to the entrance of the Beixia Hotel. Before leaving, he didn't forget to hand her the clown ghost's head.

Song Yufei was very reluctant to accept the head. The clown's head had a cold, sticky feel that made her very uncomfortable.

And the clown was still smiling at her.

That kind of laughter was like saying "You're going to get into trouble soon," which made Song Yufei feel very bad.

After saying goodbye to Ren Zhizhe, she went into the hotel.

The hotel was very quiet.

Strangely, the moment she entered the Beixia Hotel, almost all the vengeful ghosts in her sight stopped what they were doing.

They all looked over, their eyes filled with confusion.

Song Yufei swallowed hard without thinking.

She didn't understand what was going on. However, seeing that these vengeful ghosts seemed to be about to make a move, she quickened her pace and ran towards the ghost broker's room.

Perhaps it was the clown ghost's head that had a considerable deterrent effect, because the other ghosts hesitated and ultimately did not take the risk of making a move.

Realizing she had shown her weakness, Song Yufei quickly took a few deep breaths.

"Now you realize how important I am, don't you? If it weren't for me, you would have died before you even got here."

Song Yufei still ignored the clown ghost.

She has neither the mood nor the energy to argue with a brain about this.

However, it must be said that the clown's head is indeed a deterrent to some extent.

On her way to room 461, no ghosts actually tried to attack her.

The gifts from Count Golos were somewhat useful.

However, after arriving on the fourth floor, Song Yufei couldn't help but quicken her pace, almost running to the door of room 461.

She raised her hand, seemingly to knock. But before her hand could touch the door, it opened by itself.

There were no evil spirits in the main hall.

If the real estate agent isn't in the main hall, it means he's most likely not in his room.

Count Golos should be sitting in his bedroom, right?

Song Yufei hesitated for a moment.

Normally, the main hall is haunted by vengeful spirits. Count Golos only returns to his bedroom when the ghost is in room 461; otherwise, he sits quietly on the sofa in the main hall.

Despite some hesitation, she went into the room.

She didn't close the door, but it slowly closed behind her, making a soft "click" sound.

The door to the room seemed to have a mind of its own. This wasn't surprising; she had noticed this phenomenon before.

The main hall was empty. On the long table sat a half-full glass of dark red liquid, with undried watermarks still clinging to the inside, as if a vengeful ghost had just been sitting there.

Drinking something? It seems only Count Golos would have such a refined taste.

It's just something to drink...

Song Yufei's gaze lingered on the half-glass of dark red liquid for a moment before shifting away.

She didn't want to know what it was.

"Your Excellency?" she called out tentatively, her voice barely audible in the empty main hall.

no respond.

The bedroom door was ajar, letting in a dim, yellowish light.

Song Yufei hesitated for a moment, but still walked in that direction.

It's empty inside.

Count Golos is not here.

"Don't you find it strange?" the clown ghost suddenly spoke, his voice tinged with schadenfreude. "It's one thing that the middleman isn't here, but even that pretentious count isn't here. Don't you think... this is a trap?"

Song Yufei stopped abruptly.

trap?

She did feel that something was off about the room today.

Song Yufei began calling out to Count Golos. It should be noted that Count Golos had a worm implanted in her brain.

Logically speaking, the countess should have noticed her calling out like that.

However, no matter how long the calls went on, the intracranial worm inside the head remained unresponsive.

"What do you mean by that?"

Song Yufei began to question the clown ghost.

"Oh my god. You finally spoke to me..."

"Stop bringing up these irrelevant things!"

Song Yufei was getting a little impatient.

She showed absolutely no kindness towards vengeful ghosts, especially those who didn't know what was good for them.

"Heh. Do you realize you've entered the wrong room?"

"Wrong room?"

Song Yufei's heart suddenly turned cold.

"How about we make a bet? Let's bet on whether a ghost will come to save you." The clown ghost started talking to himself again.

However, Song Yufei had no time to pay attention to that head at the moment.

She stepped back, preparing to open the door and leave. She thought the door wouldn't open, but to her surprise, it was pushed open easily.

Song Yufei quickly realized what was happening. She hurriedly left the room, glancing up at the scene.

It is indeed room 461, no doubt about it.

Just then, the clown head in her hand burst into a piercing laugh.

"Are you kidding me?"

Song Yufei realized she had been tricked.

However, there seems to be a problem here. Coupled with a bit of anger, she decisively activated her insect eye and stared intently at the head in her hand.

Sure enough. Faced with a matter of life and death, even a clown ghost can suppress his laughter.

"Don't be nervous, relax... It's just a habit, it's just a habit."

The clown kept explaining.

The habit he spoke of was his own set of rules for killing.

In other words, if Count Golos hadn't abolished his rules of killing, this room would have truly become another room by now.

Song Yufei will be forcibly moved to the room of another vengeful ghost by his rules of killing, and then die a violent death.

Song Yufei returned to her room and locked the door. Then, she opened the insect-eye window and asked:

"What exactly did you discover?"

"What? What did you discover?" The clown ghost, having worked in the ghost casino for so long, saw right through Song Yufei's meaning. "You suspect there's something wrong with this room? Ha! If there really was something wrong, you would have been dead long ago."

Song Yufei opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more. However, the clown ghost burst into laughter again, silencing her.

"How about we make another bet? Nobody will be hurt; the vengeful ghost in this room just temporarily left."

"Stop talking nonsense. Are you sure you're just going out temporarily?"

"Close the insect eye. Close the insect eye, and I'll tell you."

Song Yufei remained silent for a while.

Considering that opening the insect eye would only allow the rules of the vengeful ghost to corrupt her, she didn't really want to kill the clown ghost for the time being, so she did as she was told.

"It's off. So now...?"

"I don't know! I'm not a vengeful ghost living here, how would I know?"

"You—" Song Yufei had an urge to slam that head onto the floor right then and there.

"The Big Ghost's whereabouts are always unpredictable, so there's nothing strange about it," the Clown Ghost said matter-of-factly, as if it were the natural order of things.

"No, that's not right."

Song Yufei retorted.

If that's the case, Count Golos should give her an answer.

Even if he wasn't in the room, he should have answered her, right?

So, even now, she still believes something bad happened.

"Idiot! You can make a phone call."

The clown's head uttered these words. But noticing Song Yufei's fleeting change in expression, it then launched into an exaggerated laugh:

"Really? You don't actually know how to use it, do you?"