It had been a truly satisfying cleanout. He had no idea how they had cleared the place, but all the ghosts were gone.
Bewildered and uncertain, Curly Hair followed the three of them to the entrance of the Central Warehouse building.
They had barely stopped when another ghost was hurled out of the "serving hatch." Before Curly Hair could react, he saw the doctor suddenly dodge backward.
The ghost landed squarely on the spot where the doctor had just been standing.
"Even after the Global Game has been running this long, falling objects still won't leave me alone." Gu Mian walked around the ghost plastered to the ground and headed into the warehouse building.
Fatty passed the ghost too, muttering, "Doctor, this reminds me of the day we first officially met. Eighteen flowerpots were plastered to the ground just like that..."
Liu Ruyan passed it as well. "Ever since he moved into my apartment, the chandeliers in my building have often ended up plastered to the ground too."
"What are you talking about?" Curly Hair looked utterly confused as he listened to the three of them say things he couldn't understand.
But no one answered him.
Seeing that the other three had already entered the warehouse building, Curly Hair followed, still puzzled.
As soon as Gu Mian entered the building, he headed upstairs. Little Red had been throwing ghosts from the top floor, so everyone was probably on the third floor.
Before long, they reached the top floor.
The moment Gu Mian stepped out of the stairwell, he saw a red figure dart over, hoist Fatty up, and charge toward the window-the very window ghosts had been falling out of.
Suddenly airborne, Fatty let out a string of startled cries.
When he realized Little Red was holding him up to