Following the scent of ghosts she remembered from the daytime, Bun Bun finally stopped in a narrow alley not far from a bar. The air here was mixed and the ghostly aura was dissipating, making it difficult for her to pinpoint the exact location of the big villain.
Glancing at the sign, Bun Bun touched her bald head in frustration. She had become illiterate!
But she didn't care. What mattered was catching the big villain!
Bun Bun, chubby and petite, took advantage of the doorman and guests chatting, and swiftly slipped inside.
One of the doormen rubbed his eyes, "Hey, did something just run in?"
The other doorman shook his head, "Impossible! We've been guarding the entrance. How could someone come in without us knowing?"
The first doorman lowered his voice sneakily, "Heh! That thing that went in might not necessarily be a person!"
The other doorman's hair stood on end, "Stop talking nonsense!"