It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, various chaos suddenly arose inside the originally calm apartment.

A large number of rats screamed from the walls of the apartment.

The sharp chirping sound seemed quite harsh even through the wall panel.

This sudden nausea incident caused many women living in the apartment to be frightened, and the telephone from the apartment management office began to ring one after another.

"Rat, you promised there were no rats here!"

"I have rat phobia, my god, come and save me!"

"Damn it, I'm going to complain to the Health Administration!"

...

Various screams and indignation sounds came from the phone, causing the operator to look panicked and his whole body looked messy.

Fortunately, most of the people living in this apartment are office workers. There are not many people still here in broad daylight, otherwise she would probably be even more dizzy.

...

Dean, who was continuing to scan upstairs, also heard the unignorable noise on both sides, so he stood away from the wall with a little disgusting disdain, and saw Charles walking from another direction.

"Is there any gain?" He asked, and without waiting for Charles to respond, he complained loudly: "Damn rat, I hate rat!"

"There are indeed many mice here." Charle replied with a slight toothache.

He was just thinking of calling a few mice to help him find the hidden ghost, but he actually caused so many?

It's a pity that the last time I used this spell, only a groundhog appeared.

At this moment, the group of rats affected by the spell were scattering around the wall, actively "helping" to find the old pervert who only kidnapped young women. Under the effect of the spell, various scattered spiritual information also touched Charles one after another, causing fragmented images to appear in his mind continuously.

Dark, dark, narrow, messy.

Shire was helpless about this.

Although the effect is very effective, he can only roughly subscribe to the behavior of the rat group, and he cannot tell them to know what is low-key and what is secretly searching for, so this situation is happening now.

Without mentioning the huge noise, Charles felt that if he were that ghost, he would have been away long ago when he heard these sounds.

But then he thought again, maybe this would allow him to quickly find the ghost's nest, so he did not end the spell.

"But this does not conceal the fact that the spell is inconsistent with the original intention of casting." Muttering secretly, Charl looked up at the experienced Dean: "What should we do now?"

"Recheck the information here again." Dean replied with a bad look: "You have to deal with the ghost before the government comes here, otherwise the trouble will be great."

"Trouble?" Shire was stunned when he heard this, and then understood what he meant - Dean was afraid that the ghosts would be exposed.

But therefore, he suddenly thought of another question: "Why don't you ask the government department for help?"

The question of Charles was asked suddenly, but not too abruptly.

During this time in the bar, he learned that the group of hunters or witch hunters in front of him were basically ordinary people from all parts of the United States, and they embarked on a journey of hunting ghosts for various reasons.

The various reasons here are basically inseparable from ghosts and monsters harming people.

It is logical that in this dangerous world, ordinary people often come into contact with various supernatural events. It is impossible for government departments to have no such information, but obviously, whether it is Charles' memories or Dean's reaction at the moment, they are obviously different from what he calls normal situations.

"Help? They don't make trouble, it's the biggest help." Dean snorted: "Do you know, in Kansas, Sammy and I were almost caught and went to jail. Help? If it helps, I'll wake up in my dreams."

"So, your government doesn't know what the world looks like?"

"Of course they don't know," Dean said. "If the government knows, all Americans will know, and then the whole world, but you see now."

"You haven't thought about taking the initiative to report these things?"

"Then you have to cleanse your own stains first." Dean shrugged: "Which hunter doesn't have many lives on his hands? I don't dare. Believe me, Shire, many monsters are actually American citizens..."

Shire was speechless.

The American government in this world has such weak control over the country?

He felt that the truth might not be like this.

But there is little information and it is not helpful to the current situation.

So the topic ended. The two men who "get nothing" quickly went downstairs. Not long after, they met Sam and Joe who were rushing up.

They were obviously also confused by this sudden disaster, and then they had a lot of associations.

Then, the group decided to hurry up and "handle the case".

Gathered in the rented room, several people kept flipping through the information and chatting with each other from time to time. In the end, they gradually realized something.

"I think we're looking in the wrong direction."

"There is no doubt about this apartment, and there is no vacant space in this apartment, but you can see this photo..."

"There was originally a prison next to the open space, and here..."

"So the apartment was originally the place where the prison was executed? There were actually many people who died here?"

...

The three of them discussed and gradually determined the direction.

Little did he know the specific information when he just set foot here.

He has even begun to look for the specific location of the real murderous ghost, but he accidentally made a little noise.

Listening to the discussion of the three people vaguely, all his main focus was on receiving the "signal" emitted by the rat group. Shir, who was standing next to the three people, looked quite quiet.

"The target is the first serial killer in the United States, Henry Holmes? That damn pervert?"

"Look at this place, he built a hunting building in Chicago during his lifetime, which was dedicated to harming people. The walls inside were filled with a lot of mechanisms and traps, so..."

"That's why his ghost kept moving in the ventilation duct, because it was his habit in his lifetime... So where is his prey hiding?"

This was a very obvious thing, so the "four people" looked at each other and decided to act immediately.

"Maybe we can still save one or two targets...when was the girl who disappeared in the end?"

"Five days ago..."

This is a desperate number, but they did not give up. Since they set their goal, Dean immediately made a decision: "Break the wall and find everything in the apartment where people can be hidden."

I did it right away, and the group started immediately, looked for tools, determined the specific location of the wall smashing, and looked at the wind...

The three are very motivated by this
Chapter completed!