I left the hospital room with my sister, still full of questions.
On the way, we stopped at the nurses' station, where I signed a form. The nurse seemed to avoid my gaze. She spoke only to my sister and never looked at me.
The other people in the room seemed normal enough, but I heard them discussing what had just happened. They sounded worried, but not all that afraid. To them, the Ghost King seemed like an ordinary presence. Just as Chen Yihan had said, people hated crime and worried about thieves, but that didn't stop them from living their lives.
"Where are you going? Is it... that agency?" my sister asked hesitantly.
"No, I'm going to a residential complex." I shook my head, then glanced at her. "You know about the agency?"
"Mm... I already knew. My brother—I mean, he said there was a Ghost King there. Brother Arui and the others mentioned it too. They said the people in that building might have already become Ghost Kings," my sister explained.
That title made me uncomfortable, but I couldn't bring myself to correct her.
"What did they do about it?"
"There wasn't much they could do. They left it at that." My sister thought for a moment. "They couldn't find anyone, and they couldn't find the Ghost King either. So they had to leave it."
"What about the files?" I suddenly remembered.
"Hm?" My sister looked at me in confusion.
"The agency kept files on the cases they took. They documented all kinds of supernatural events," I explained.
My sister shook her head. "I don't know. I heard they're going to demolish the place, and the construction crew has already gone in. They probably... threw them out with the trash?"
My heart suddenly lurched. "What about the people