"I see, you can get on working."

The middle-aged man with black and white hair took the investigation report of the female intelligence officer and said lightly.

"Yes." The informant saluted, turned and returned to her seat.

The middle-aged man slowly left the information department with his hands hanging to his sides, and only sat down slowly until his office, with a folder on his right hand.

In front of me was the investigation report, and the SSS level was written on the cover, and it was obvious that only a few people at the top had the right to view it.

He lit a Cuban cigar and exhaled a smoke ring in a foggy look before returning his gaze to the report.

[Investigation Report: Century Plaza]

File No.: 03062037

Prepared by: Yabu Jack Group Member.

At around 00:00 a.m., the team attempted to contact the members of Group B in accordance with the daily charter, and after several unsuccessful attempts, the team leader, Yabu Jack, decided to lead the members of the group to Century Square to investigate.

At 00:10 a.m., the group arrived at the outskirts of Century Square, surrounded by dead silence and gloom, but no ghosts were found, and the team leader, Yabu Jack, decided to move on.

At 00:20 a.m., the group came to the vicinity of the hiding place of the members of Group B, and the team leader Yabujack tried to contact the members of Group B again with the walkie-talkie, but unfortunately he has been in a state of disconnection, and after thinking about it again, he decided to enter the hiding place of Group B to investigate the truth of the matter.

At 00:30 a.m., led by Yabujack, the group members entered the hiding place of Group B, and when the door was opened, the room was extremely quiet, only the candles on the table swayed like candles in the wind, and the furniture in the room was calmly placed.

If there were any, they should have noticed it from the time they didn't come in, but if there was no movement, it meant that they were in trouble.

It's the last thing we want and the most headache.

After experiencing initial surprise, the team members began to search the house, and at around 00:40, one of the team members found a large amount of blood in the escape route, as well as some unspeakable flesh......

All the members urgently gathered together, and the leader of the team Yabujack deduced that these bloodstains that stretched all the way were probably left by Group B while fighting and retreating, so the problem came.

What happened to them?

In search of the truth, I decided to lead the group in a quest, but as we began to follow the trail, we found some terrible traces.

I swear, this is the most terrible thing I've ever seen in my life, a pit appeared in front of us, as if it had been struck with a huge force by a hard object, and when we approached, we found a pool of flattened flesh inside.

Oh, my God!

It was actually a person, because he was so crushed by the force that his flesh and bones were so mixed together that we almost couldn't recognize it, so what could it be to smash a small hole in the ground?

It can't be human.

It can't be those industrial machines, there isn't enough space here to get them in.

What is it? We thought about it for a long time and couldn't come up with a reason, and finally one of the team members said the answer that made people think about it - ghosts.

How can it be? Are you kidding?

Everyone's first reaction was not to believe it, how could there be a concrete ghost, after all, no matter how powerful the ghost thing was in their cognition, it was impossible to enter the physical world.

But there seems to be no more plausible fact than this explanation......

Although we knew that there might be danger, we decided to continue our quest in order to get to the bottom of the matter.

Walking in the direction of the bloodstains, we found more corpses and entrails, which were disgustingly dead, or crushed into meat sauce, as if they had been run over by a steamroller, or made to look like they were torn apart.

The surroundings were also full of bullet casings and some signs of collapse, and along the way, there were only the corpses of Group B members on the ground, which also made them more sure of their guesses.

This is not the work of human beings.

At 00:50, we came to the end of the escape route, at the end of the escape passage was a warehouse, where the blood stains began to become scarce, and the interval between the corpses began to widen, as if the corpses were so concentrated at first, as if the team members were deliberately covering some people to retreat.

At 01:00, the Yabujack team found the body of the last member of Group B, confirmed that all 30 people were killed, and investigated?? This is the end of it.

At this point, we did not see any of the projected embodied ghosts, so we submitted an investigation report to headquarters.

Team Leader [Yabu Jack]

……

Putting down the report in his hand, he extinguished the cigar

"Embodiment of ghosts?"

The middle-aged man with black and white hair narrowed his eyes, his index finger tapped on the wooden tabletop, and his face that had not changed for ten thousand years changed a little at this time, and it became a little more dignified.

"The world has become more mysterious......" he smiled and muttered after a long time.

At this moment, the chaotic gaze caught a glimpse of a document on the desktop, which was the new issue of the [Ghost Catalog].

"Interesting."

……

"It's the best breakfast I've had in recent times......" Carl touched his bulging belly and couldn't help but burp.

"Take your time and enjoy, that's all." Constance laughed.

"Okay......"

"Don't talk about it, I'll go out for a walk after eating." Carl yawned and said.

"Brother Carl, remember to take me!" Ellie shouted again, looking like she would keep arguing if she didn't agree.

"Alright, alright, I'll take you both." Carl patted him on the shoulder.

The restaurant was only on the second floor of the Capitol building, and it didn't take a minute to walk down, and after leaving the door, the four of them walked straight forward, where the supplies were distributed.

They are almost out of supplies, and it's time to go there and find someone to exchange them, exchange some items that they are not in a hurry to use, and exchange them for some things that they need.

Constance is not worried that no one will exchange with him, after all, there are so many people, there is always a need.

"Let's go get some bullets, we didn't bring many out this time, and it would be troublesome if something happened outside." Carl said.

"That's right, but let's go to the market first and see if there are any scarce items that are sold at low prices." He said.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Constance asked.

"Looks like someone is staring at me." Karl looked behind him a few times, skeptically.

However, the feeling disappeared after he reacted, so much so that he didn't dare to decide whether it was really or his own hallucination.

The flow of people is still circulating, and the sounds of sellers and buyers haggling fill the entire space, and finding someone here is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Maybe you're too careful...... Constantin said after a few sweeps.

"But it's better for you to be careful."