Chapter 87 (Total 8k) Police

The whole building was oppressively quiet, its atmosphere slightly eerie.

Li Huazhao went up to the second floor, casually tossing his half-eaten bag of snacks on the ground. He cast a glance down the passageway; there were approximately four households, each with their doors tightly shut.

He stepped on the plastic bag on the ground, the crunching sound echoing around him. As he did so, his eyes were alertly fixed on the depths of the corridor, his dinner knife already in his hand.

Yet, the corridor remained peaceful, with no sounds of any monsters.

Could it be possible that all the monsters had been devoured by the fleshy mass?

Disappointment crept into Li Huazhao's heart. He turned to the wealth-guarding ghost and said, "Never mind, you're too slow. I might as well carry you."