Chapter 245 Trick

In America, many are Christians, firmly believing in God, evil spirits, Sodom, and the like. Thus,

some of those present began to waver in their skepticism and started to entertain the possibility that

Daniel's words might bear some truth.

The smoke silhouette that formed eventually settled on the ground, and Daniel spoke to it, "Let's go!

Lead me to your master."

"Heh!" Shitstrong interrupted Daniel with a derisive sneer, then pointed at Daniel's nose and

demanded, "What trick did you use here? You must have pulled some trick, some magic act or

something."

Daniel chuckled in response, "I haven't done anything! The only one using tricks here is Mia! I'm just

helping you catch her."

Then, turning to Ava, he continued, "Of course, if the Sarge doesn't need my help, I’ll just leave

now. After all, this case involving two lives is Sarge’s responsibility, not mine. Here I am just a

concerned citizen who not only fails to receive a reward but is also subjected to mockery."

"Scum, quit your snide remarks and just lead us to Mia. I don't care what trick you used; if you can

find Mia, you'll have made a significant contribution to this case!"

Ava didn't care about the methods Daniel used. She was after results. As long as Daniel's tactics

weren’t illegal, she wouldn't interfere. That was Ava's creed when it came to handling cases.

Daniel crouched down and spoke to the small figure, "Let’s go! Find your master!"

The diminutive figure began to walk in a southeast direction, with everyone trailing behind it. After

about thirty minutes of walking with no sign of stopping, Shitstrong grew impatient.

He stepped forward and accused, "Scum, are you playing us for fools? We’ve been following this

little figure for so long, yet we haven’t seen Mia."

"Shitstrong, if you’re tired, you can leave now! And remember, the team leader here is Sarge, not

you. So as long as Sarge keeps going, nobody stops!"

Daniel threw this retort back at Shitstrong before continuing to follow the figure, which, after another

half hour, led them to Windows Street. This street used to have some liveliness when the Black

Panther Club was around, but now, with the club gone, desolation had taken over, old rundown

houses lining the street in a gloomy array.

The figure finally halted in front of a decrepit old house, which was built long ago, its half-broken

door looking more like the entrance to a ruin. Daniel glanced at an apple tree in the yard in full

bloom – an odd sight since it was summer, and apple trees typically blossomed in April or May.

The residence was evidently problematic.

"This house is inhabited by evil spirits, and I suspect many of them are very malevolent! Mia has

probably made this her domain, rearing all the spirits inside. So be cautious! Don’t let the evil spirits

cling to you."