Face-to-Face Confrontation

"The director's trapped inside a movie? That sounds like it belongs in the realm of urban legends."

Chen Ge felt that this was within his line of work. He couldn't just sit by and do nothing.

He glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was already half past two in the morning. "It'll take half an hour to get from here to Yongling Mountain by taxi. It's too late. I'd better wait until tomorrow to check it out."

"There's never enough time. The deadline for the Spirit Channeling School mission is coming up soon, but I don't have a single Red Specter I can rely on by my side. This can't go on. I should check out that film crew first. Ideally, I can help the Writer fulfill his Obsession and get that Suicide Interventionist to join the House of Horrors as soon as possible."

After making thorough preparations, Chen Ge turned off his phone and, for once, went to bed early.

A little after eight the next morning, the sound of tapping on the window woke Chen Ge. He opened his eyes groggily and heard Xiao Gu's voice outside.

"The boss probably went out in the middle of the night again. Let's wait by the door."

"Does the boss often leave at night?" Zhang Jingjiu asked. He was curious about Chen Ge.

"Put it this way: one of the social media apps we use has a real-time step counter. Anyway, by the time I get up every morning, the boss has already walked ten thousand, sometimes even tens of thousands of steps." Xiao Gu sounded perfectly calm. "But today's a little unusual. He's only walked a little over three thousand steps since last night. Could something have happened to him?"

"If the boss heard you say that,