I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The missing person notice has a contact number and an address.

"Oh no! I should have checked to see if those online ride-hailing drivers had cell phones." Jones said, patting his head.

Only then did the audience start complaining, and you just remembered it.

However, the world of ghost stories still provides other solutions. Even if you don’t have a mobile phone, you still have a contact address. It will be the same as long as you find the contact address.

He tried to ask the two demons, but as expected, they didn't know the contact address at all.

They were not locals, so they had to go in and ask someone for directions.

After entering City E, Jones saw a few passers-by around. It was still very quiet so early in the morning.

Seeing this scene, Jones was reminded of his previous city. The pedestrians there were very strange.

But after observing carefully for a while, he felt that there seemed to be no problem, so he decided to stop at a random roadside and start asking passers-by for their opinions.

At this time, a life-saving prompt appeared.

The ghost said strangely: "Isn't there a no parking sign next to it? Aren't you afraid of being fined?"

This sentence made Jones break out in a cold sweat.

My attention was focused on the pedestrians just now and I didn't see the sign.

If he parked his car, he would not be fined. Most likely, a strange incident would happen and they would all die here.

In order to find a place to park, Jones also worked very hard to search the city.

It took Jones 40 minutes of searching before he found a sign indicating where he could park.

The passengers in the car were so confused that they felt like vomiting.

If the taxis were metered, passengers would complain that Jones was taking a detour.

As soon as he got off the bus, Jones found a middle-aged man and asked very politely: "Excuse me, how do I get to this address?"

His hand was pointing at the address on the missing person notice, but he folded the photo for fear of any trouble.

The address reads [No. 4, 6th Floor, Building 10, Fanhua Road].

The middle-aged man took a look, pointed at the sign next to him, then pointed at a strange building nearby and said, "This is the busy road. The 4 buildings you are looking for are here, but..."

The middle-aged man looked as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant. He seemed to know something but didn't really want to say it.

Jones understood and took out some money, which was his last property.

After handing it to the middle-aged man, he nodded and continued, "But you have to be careful. There are ogres in this building. I heard that many people died in it. The security team evacuated from it yesterday."

After saying that, the middle-aged man was about to leave, but Jones politely asked: "Then may I ask, how can I contact the security team?"

When Jones said this, even the expert group from the Kangaroo Country were giving Jones crazy thumbs up.

Jones can be said to have made a very quick judgment here. The middle-aged man said that there were ogres here.

Ogres are a race of monsters, but the security forces in this world seem to be quite powerful.

So if you encounter danger, you just need to find the security team and maybe they can solve it.

The middle-aged man also said that the security team came here and then "evacuated".

The so-called evacuation proves that they may have solved it. Even if they haven't, they should be able to deal with the ogres.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man told Jones a number.

Jones took note with paper and pen and thanked the middle-aged man again and again, which made the middle-aged man feel a little embarrassed. This guy was really too polite.

But the problem was that Jones didn't have a cell phone, so even if he knew the phone number to report the crime, he had no way of notifying the security team.

From his performance at this stage, it can be judged that Jones is really lucky.

At first, everyone thought that he had run out of luck because he couldn't find a place to park after 40 minutes. Other chosen ones found it in 20 minutes, but Jones could find his destination by accident.

This is understandable. After all, it is the mission location. If the car cannot be parked, the Chosen One will need to run a certain distance, which is very scary.

Back in the taxi, Jones recounted the situation.

"Ah? Has this place been attacked by demons? I was wondering why there was a strange smell nearby."

A demon passenger kept breathing in the air outside the window, becoming more and more certain of his judgment.

Because it might have been raining here yesterday, the smell was much weaker. He should not be a canine demon, so his nose is not that good.

Another demon with a good nose said, "It's not right. I thought it was the same species at first, but the smell is not pure, as if it has mutated. Could it be the murderer you are looking for?"

He just said this casually, and another demon started to give hints.

"Now that you mention it, it occurs to me that some of our kind actually worship evil gods in order to gain powerful strength."

"Evil God? Wasn't he killed a long time ago? It's probably some ghost pretending to be him. Evil God can't possibly exist."

They were talking back and forth.

Jones also roughly knew that there were many "gods" in this world.

But no matter what, we have to explore it first.

Jones, the two demon passengers, and the two ghosts left the taxi and soon stood at the entrance of Building 4 on Bustling Road, looking up at the eerie building.

The building's exterior walls were mottled and most of the windows were broken, as if it had been through a brutal battle.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of decay, which made people shudder.

"There's really something wrong with this place." A demon passenger whispered, his nose twitching slightly as if he was sniffing the air.

Jones nodded, clenched the missing person notice in his hand, took a deep breath, and walked into the building.

As soon as I entered the door, the ground under my feet felt sticky.

He looked down and found a large dark red bloodstain on the ground. It had dried up but still emitted a disgusting fishy smell.

"This is the blood of our kind." Another demon passenger squatted down, dipped his finger in a little blood, and sniffed it. "And there is more than one. There was a melee here."

Jones' heartbeat quickened a few beats, but he forced himself to calm down.

He looked up and around, and found that the walls were covered with various marks.

Bullet holes, claw marks, knife marks, and even some strange runes that seemed to be drawn in blood.

There were several broken chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and the lampshades were covered with black stains, not sure if it was blood or something else.

"Be careful, there may be an ambush here." A ghost whispered, his figure looming in the dim corridor.

Jones nodded and continued walking forward.

Most of the rooms on both sides of the corridor were open and in a mess.

Some rooms were filled with broken furniture, while others were littered with strange objects, broken weapons, broken mirrors, and even some unknown bones.

There was a rotten smell in the air, as if something was quietly rotting in the corner.

Suddenly, Jones' foot kicked something.

He looked down and saw that it was a piece of torn flesh with some hair still remaining on it.

The color of the skin and flesh was black, obviously it had been dead for a long time.

"This is the flesh of a cat demon." A demon passenger whispered, with a hint of uneasiness and fear in his voice, "It seems that this was once the residence of a demon."

(End of this chapter)