"Someone's coming. I'll hang up now." Gao Ming put away his phone, and a Ghost Eye slowly closed on its screen. The phone was also a Cursed Item, one Xuan Wen had acquired from a Ghost Story Player through the Deadwater Forum.
The revolving glass door turned in the darkness. Two young men in Investigation Bureau uniforms slipped quietly into the Pet Supplies Company building, then froze when they saw Gao Ming.
"Boss, someone beat us here."
"I'm not blind."
The two sides kept five meters apart. A few minutes later, the company's back door was pried open, and a family of four entered the lobby with their faces covered, looking like bank robbers.
They had made so much noise breaking in that everyone had noticed them before they even entered. They might as well have used the front door.
"Honey, didn't you say you were a professional locksmith?"
"I'm a fucking Hacker. I can hack electronic locks. How am I supposed to open this hunk of iron, with my head?"
The four who had entered through the back door bickered noisily. The man looked barely forty and had none of the sleaziness of a typical middle-aged man. His wife was about five years older than him and had a pleasant disposition, though she could be sharp-tongued at times.
Their children should normally have been in middle school, but here they were, faces covered and backpacks on, running into an anomaly event with their parents in the dead of night. These parents certainly had an unusual approach to education.
The three groups faced off until the family of four, who had the advantage in numbers, broke the stalemate. The father stepped forward with empty hands. "Anyone who comes here should be a Ghost Story Player with a mission. There's no