Faced with Zhuang Ming's suspicion, Liu Qingrou frowned slightly, clearly displeased.
Although what he said made sense, she trusted that Qin Feng definitely had a solution.
"That's none of your concern. I have my own way of dealing with it. Stop wasting time—let's just go find that ghost," Qin Feng urged.
If they didn't act soon, the remaining survivors would likely be eroded and turned into Ghost Servants.
At that point, the entire Ghost Domain would be overrun with ghosts.
"No. Information on a ghost is the most important thing to a Ghost Tamer. You're being so vague—I have every reason to doubt the truth of what you're saying," Zhuang Ming shot back.
He wasn't just being difficult.
If what Qin Feng said was true, then there should be a massive number of Ghost Servants on the street.
While Ghost Tamers could easily eliminate a few, taking on that many without supernatural equipment was unrealistic.
High-level Haunted Objects might work—but as newbies, did they even have any?
If they relied on ghost abilities, the ghost's revival from overuse could easily get them killed before they finished the job.
Given all that, his suspicion was justified.
"I'm telling the truth. Believe it or not, I'm going to find that ghost. You can stay here if you want," Qin Feng said, completely unconcerned.
"Officer Liu, let's go."
He turned and left without hesitation, and Liu Qingrou followed him immediately.
"You..."
Zhuang Ming's face turned dark as he stared at their receding backs.
He hesitated for a moment before following.
Damn it. A rookie talking to me—a senior officer—like that? Unbelievable.
He was boiling with frustration, but staying here alone would be even riskier.
"Strange, where did the hotel go? And a few other nearby buildings are missing too."
They had barely walked a few steps when Qin Feng noticed the original site of the KTV hotel was now completely empty.
It was as if someone had erased part of a blueprint with an eraser—eerily clean.
Because he'd been maintaining the spatial rift, Qin Feng hadn't seen what Chen Hao had witnessed earlier.
"Vanished into thin air?"
Zhuang Ming's voice sounded behind them, full of unease.
Truthfully, he had never seen anything like this before.
"That's right. I was just attending a class reunion there earlier."
Qin Feng confirmed.
"Let's check it out. Maybe the ghost is there."
He immediately changed direction and rushed over.
Brave, for a rookie.
Zhuang Ming gave Qin Feng a bit more credit.
Ten minutes later, the three arrived at the site, their expressions grave.
Before them was a huge empty lot.
It used to be filled with buildings, but now it was completely barren—even the ground had been scraped clean in perfect, angular lines.
They could see underground parking and sewer systems now exposed in a large rectangular pit.
"Holy crap. This ghost's ability is insane. A whole block of buildings just... gone?"
Zhuang Ming was stunned, murmuring to himself.
He was genuinely shaken.
Most ghosts killed people, not buildings. Let alone making them disappear.
"This is bad. We need to find the ghost and contain it immediately, or the entire commercial district could be wiped out," Qin Feng said anxiously.
The disappearance of these buildings—roads, infrastructure, materials—meant tens of billions in damages.
If this continued, hundreds of billions could be lost.
A financial collapse was imminent.
People would lose everything. Some might even take their own lives.
If the entire district was flattened, the losses could exceed a trillion.
It would be a devastating blow to Jiangcheng City.
"Wait, what's that?"
Using his Ghost Eye, Qin Feng spotted a paper-like object on the ground—it looked like a photo.
He immediately walked over to it, the other two following.
"What is it?"
Qin Feng picked it up and his pupils constricted sharply.
It was a photograph—black-and-white, from the 50s or 60s, yet strangely new, like it had just been developed.
What shocked him was the content: the buildings that had disappeared were right there in the photo.
In other words, the missing buildings had been captured—into the photo.
Liu Qingrou and Zhuang Ming were just as stunned.
It was unimaginable. Massive, solid steel structures... reduced to a picture.
It was terrifying.
This was the madness of ghost abilities—irrational, horrifying, and perverse.
"Now we can basically confirm what this ghost's ability is: it can turn parts of reality into photographs," Qin Feng said heavily.
This was bad news.
The ghost's power was highly unusual.
Its pattern of killing involved turning people into photos.
And if a person happened to be inside a building, that building became the background.
Qin Feng pointed to two barely noticeable figures in the photo's window frame and said,
"To be precise, the buildings were just caught in the photo as background."
Zhuang Ming and Liu Qingrou quickly looked at the tiny human figures.
Without the ghost's intentional highlight, they might have missed them entirely.
Compared to the buildings, the two figures were insignificant—completely dwarfed.
This confirmed the ghost's wide, lethal range.
If someone was unlucky enough to be photographed by the ghost, it was over.
Instant death.
"We need to find that ghost. Now."
Qin Feng shoved the photo into his pocket and moved forward.
Zhuang Ming pulled out his communication device to report to headquarters.
He asked for expert advice on dealing with this kind of ghost and requested backup.
He had pride, yes—but he wasn't stupid.
This ghost's ability was unlike anything he'd ever seen.
Even though that rookie Qin Feng seemed capable, Zhuang Ming didn't believe the three of them alone could handle it.
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