An open-plan CEO's office.
Corridors ran along both sides.
Its layout somewhat resembled a hospital's nurses' station, only larger.
There were no windows.
But the lights were bright.
The landline telephone on the desk had no cord, yet it rang loud and clear.
"Ring—"
"Ring, ring, ring—"
"Ring, ring—"
One ring followed another, echoing endlessly through the relatively confined space. Whoever was on the other end was persistent, seemingly determined to keep calling until someone answered.
"This is aimed at us." Jiang Qiao smiled.
It was obvious.
Of all the times it could have rung, it started ringing like crazy right after they arrived.
Heh.
Jiang Qiao walked over.
He picked up the phone and asked calmly, "Hello? Who is this?"
"Anyone there?"
The other end was silent.
No one spoke, and there wasn't even any background noise.
"Is anyone there?"
"What the fuck are you calling for?"
"You get through and don't say a word. Are you fucking with me?"
When the caller remained silent,
Jiang Qiao cursed a few more times, then slammed the receiver down with a clack.
But...
Less than three seconds after he hung up,
"Ring—"
"Ring, ring—"
"Ring—"
The phone rang again!
"What's your game?"
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes and didn't answer again. These strange rings and the silence on the other end obviously couldn't just be a prank. There had to be a reason.
In his experience,
it was likely one part of some supernatural ritual.
Ghost Call.
It was quite famous.
It had happened frequently on Blue Star. He had even met a woman named Ye Fei at the Weird Tales Inn in the Northern Territory whose ability was related to Ghost Call.
Ghost Call commonly manifested in two ways.
The first:
you heard the phone ring,
then dropped dead immediately.