Chapter 716: Chapter 424: Ghost Apartnt (Part Two) Chapter 716: Chapter 424: Ghost Apartnt (Part Two) Not long after the man in the black trench coat entered the apartnt, Sandi retracted the five-second video he had covertly recorded.
His phone’s cara wasn’t bad, and the quality of the low-light footage was quite high.
Sandi had actually decided not to enter the Ghost Apartnt. After all, since Mr. Steve didn’t ask him to co along, he must have had his reasons. Sandi didn’t want to disrupt soone else’s plan.
Moreover, Steve was a very nice guy. In the past few days with him, Sandi had learnt a lot about dealing with strangenesses and had benefited greatly.
Sandi’s intention was to continue to wait outside and see if he could offer any help. If Steve didn’t leave the Ghost Apartnt, perhaps then he might consider making a call or bring his companions over in daylight to search.
But the best outco would be if Mr. Steve could safely leave this fearso apartnt building.
Sandi didn’t recognize the man in the black trench coat who had just gone in, which is why he had taken those few seconds of video.
However, his guess was that perhaps the man had also chanced upon wanting to explore the Ghost Apartnt, as it was known among the exorcists as a rather bizarre and mysterious place.
But if this person just went in like that, could he possibly bring trouble to Mr. Steve, who was exploring the place, and disturb his plan?
Sandi started to worry. After thinking for a mont, he imdiately sent the recorded video to his colleague from the sa organization, Victor.
Victor’s exorcism skills were not great, but he excelled at gathering information about strangenesses, especially adept at collecting network information.
After sending the video, Sandi composed a ssage to Victor, asking him to identify the man in the video and, if possible, to look up his exact identity.
Sandi knew very well that Victor usually had a wealth of information, and he was the most inford person in the organization. If Victor couldn’t find out, then the man in the trench coat might not be any well-known exorcist.
He was probably just so brash exorcist hoping to gain fa by exploring the Ghost Apartnt.
Unexpectedly, Victor replied much faster than anticipated, with a ssage arriving in about a minute.
“Boss Sandi, I can’t find any information about this person, but his clothing and appearance are extrely similar to soone from the Half Moon Association, who appears to be a high-ranking mber. I found a picture online that seems to have been taken from a far-off surveillance cara, and people from the association who saw soone resembling the man in this video all looked very respectful.”
“Damn it!”
Upon seeing this ssage, a bad premonition welled up inside Sandi’s heart.
With a slight hesitation, he quickly pulled up his phone’s call interface, his thumb hovering over “Mr. Steve” for about two seconds before he pressed down.
At that mont, Yan Junze had just managed to climb out of the fifth floor, hands gripping the rope as he slid downwards.
He hadn’t worn gloves initially, but due to the need to climb, he had temporarily put on the prepared gloves to prevent his palms from getting injured.
Halfway down, the vibration from his phone suddenly ca from his waist.
This phone was a temporary arrangent after the Great Rewind to Great Capital, USA, intended for convenient contact with Sandi and others, to obtain information about the strangenesses.
At this ti, Yan Junze could not free his hands. The window ledge on the fifth floor, where the rope was tied, was now making a creaking friction noise, as if the window was about to give way.
He had to transfer his body’s weight onto the fourth floor as quickly as possible, or else the structure above might truly collapse.
Hastily lowering more rope, his feet finally touched the open window of the fourth floor. After landing steadily, he steadied his swaying body on the outside of the building.
One hand held the rope, and with the other, he hooked onto the window of the fourth floor.
Yan Junze took a deep breath and let go of the rope. He quickly untied one end from around his body, hooked his hands, bent over, and lightly jumped down, landing on the dust-covered carpet of the corridor.
The sensation of the phone’s vibration at his waist had long since disappeared.
Yan Junze took off his gloves and stuffed them into the side pocket of his backpack before taking out his phone to see that it was Sandi who had called.
He hesitated for a mont, unsure why this guy was calling him so late, but given his current location needed to be quiet, with Jacob’s spirit crouching behind the stairwell door in the middle of the corridor, it was clearly inappropriate to return the call at this ti.
Yan Junze put away his phone, walked to the door of room 407 where Jacob had lived, and looked down to see the door’s lock missing. At the mont, it was just ajar.
He gently pushed the door open and walked in.
“He didn’t answer the call. Could Mr. Steve have left his phone behind?”
Sandi, pacing back and forth under the eaves of the building opposite the apartnt, was feeling anxious and restless.
Reluctant, but after knowing that the trench coat man who had just entered was very likely a high-ranking mber of the Half Moon Association, he dared not enter the apartnt directly anymore.
Although he was very grateful to Mr. Steve, his own life was more important.
“Call again.”
Sandi dialed Yan Junze’s number once more.
At that mont, Yan Junze had entered the smaller bedroom that belonged to Jacob.
He was inspecting the items on Jacob’s bedside table.
The phone vibrated at his waist again. He frowned slightly, took out the phone to look, and it was still Sandi calling.
Calling him persistently this late, there must be sothing important.
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