A faint, weak smile appeared on Shen Hai's face. The ghost in this Game was rather interesting.
It had started playing tricks with their vision in broad daylight. It really was overdoing things.
Just then, Chen Zhiyuan suddenly called out cheerfully, "Writer!"
Shen Hai's expression changed drastically. He struggled to raise his head and look toward the entrance to the Underground Parking Lot, where a thin woman stood quietly.
Judging by her clothes, she was Liu Jingqing.
But...
"Go!"
Shen Hai said in a low voice.
"But... the writer..." Chen Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment.
"Go!"
Shen Hai tightened his grip on his shoulder.
Chen Zhiyuan finally stopped hesitating. He chose to trust Shen Hai.
But even though he took off running, he could not pick up any speed.
The figure that looked exactly like Liu Jingqing remained standing there without moving.
But that eerie posture... it really was a ghost!
Shen Hai's way of confirming it was simple.
The instant he saw Liu Jingqing, he had been almost certain that she was a ghost.
Because almost everyone would avoid walking straight down the middle of an underground garage entrance, even when no cars were coming out.
Keeping to the side when entering a garage had practically become an unconscious human habit.
Even here in this special Ghost Story Space, from what Shen Hai knew of Liu Jingqing, she would have approached the Underground Parking Lot cautiously and furtively if she came at all. There was even less chance of her walking straight through the middle of the garage entrance with everything so brightly lit.
This ghost... was really underestimating people.
Who besides Chen Zhiyuan would fall for something like this?
Still, he had not expected Liu Jingqing to be the one who had been caught and killed.
After all,