Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 466 - 464: Footsteps in the Dead of Night

Chapter 466: Chapter 464: Footsteps in the Dead of Night

The Supernatural Detective Agency, in certain special circles of Hangsu City, was quite famous.

They specialized in handling a variety of supernatural-related incidents, whether it was a haunting at home or suspicions of a husband’s infidelity, solutions could be found here.

Blatantly operating an office that dealt with supernatural matters naturally caught the attention of the Hunter Association early on.

But after the Demon Hunters observed the agency, they discovered that it hadn’t really resolved any monster cases; the monsters continued to haunt, only changing their targets.

In other words, the agency was just a small-time scam with a little bit of skill, so the Association tacitly allowed the Supernatural Detective Agency’s existence.

The Hunter Association sought to prevent any genuine supernatural entities from coming into contact with ordinary people, but they generally let charlatans who were all bark and no bite do as they pleased.

Urban legends can’t be completely suppressed; attempting to immediately control and crush the spread of a new legend would only lead to blind speculation and curiosity among the public, and might even provoke a backlash.

Keeping some fake goods around meant legends remained just that, only now they were false legends.

Once people realized the falseness and ugliness of such tales, it made it much easier for the Hunter Association to cover up some real supernatural incidents.

However, the Supernatural Detective Agency unexpectedly gained a foothold in Hangsu City, and those who had used their services were very satisfied, which gradually improved the agency’s reputation.

Now they had been operating here for a few years without any negative publicity.

Because of its good reputation, the agency was revered in certain small circles as an authority on dealing with supernatural events.

At this moment, a man with a scarf wrapped around his neck sat on the couch watching TV, which was playing a popular Capital drama series, "Chang’an Counter-Terrorism 24 Hours."

The man’s name was Lin Huan, and he was the president of the Supernatural Detective Agency.

In the evening, when the sole employee had gone home, only he was left watching TV.

Outside, the human tide ebbed and flowed, yet nobody was willing to glance in this shop’s direction; they would even deliberately avoid it.

Although famous within a small circle, to most ordinary people this place was no different from shops selling paper effigies and spirit money, all of it considered very unlucky.

They definitely wouldn’t set foot in such a place unless necessary.

However, Lin Huan enjoyed the tranquility; after all, every time he opened for business, it would sustain him for a good while, and his income was actually incomparable to that of other shops.

Just as Lin Huan was about to close up for the day, a man dressed in dark, somewhat flustered attire, stood at the doorway, hesitant.

He had encountered a problem that he couldn’t solve and had nowhere to turn; he had heard a colleague mention the Supernatural Detective Agency and decided to try his luck here.

If he couldn’t resolve his issue here, he truly would be out of options.

Upon opening the door, Lin Huan greeted the man warmly, "Hello, welcome, the Supernatural Detective Agency is at your service."

Customers are one’s own wallet, and one must always be gentle with their wallet; this was one of Lin Huan’s principles.

"Can you really solve problems others can’t? I mean, the special, strange kind..." the man stammered, searching for the right words to ask.

Seeing his haggard expression, Lin Huan knew this man had indeed encountered something difficult to comprehend, and, in facing such events, people usually didn’t mind spending money.

So he said with a smile, "Of course, I am a rising star in the Supernatural Realm; there’s no problem I can’t solve."

"That’s good..." the man sighed in relief, then began to recount his story to Lin Huan.

"My name is Gu Dafei, I work at the Tobacco Group."

"A tobacco company? You must be rich."

Lin Huan’s eyes lit up. This was a fat sheep, as everyone knew that those from the Tobacco Group were big dogs.

People always assume that the richest companies are those well-known ones with top-tier billionaire bosses.

But in fact, these companies are all little brothers in front of the Tobacco Group!

"Seven days ago, I was on my way home with friends and found a crowd gathered around a building. There was a young woman standing on the roof, and many were jeering."

"My friend and I walked over and asked around. It seemed that the woman wanted to end her life because she couldn’t accept being dumped."

"So we didn’t go home right away but squeezed in to watch what would happen."

Lin Huan asked expectantly, "And then, what happened next?"

Then Gu Dafei sighed, finding it somewhat difficult to proceed, "While I was watching the commotion, my girlfriend, whom I had been chasing for years, agreed to marry me over the phone."

Lin Huan’s expression turned odd, he had already guessed what happened next.

"I was so happy that I started bragging to my friend. Perhaps my voice was a bit loud, and the woman upstairs became agitated and just jumped off the roof."

"After she fell to her death, her eyes were staring straight at me. That look was terrifying, as if a bucket of cold water was suddenly poured over my head, and my joy disappeared instantly."

"Even now, whenever I close my eyes, I can remember that gaze, ominous, icy, and full of hatred..."

"Because of that look, I’ve been in a bad state these past few days, taking several days off. Even when my girlfriend comes to see me, I avoid her because I am reminded of that scene when I see her."

Lin Huan didn’t know what to say either. This guy was unlucky, but it was also his own fault, and he must have been haunted by the woman who jumped off the building.

She died of unrequited love because of being dumped, and you had to flaunt your love in front of her right before she died, if not haunting you then who...

"At first, I would only see that woman in my dreams."

"But three days ago, I started waking up from my sleep at midnight."

"Then I could hear footsteps gradually approaching from outside my front door..."

"The footsteps sounded as if someone was hopping along. I knew it was that woman coming for me!"

"The footsteps got closer and closer, and last night they reached the door. Tonight at midnight, she will come in to find me. What should I do..."

Gu Dafei’s speech grew increasingly fearful, his entire body trembling nonstop, appearing almost mad.

He looked up at Lin Huan, only to find Lin Huan remarkably composed, as if he had a plan in mind.

"Just wait, I can help you with this problem."

After that, Lin Huan returned to his room, stayed alone for about ten minutes, then came out with a face covered in virtual sweat and handed a gold-colored amulet to Gu Dafei.

"This amulet can conceal your qi, preventing that woman from sensing you. You just need to hide under the bed, and as long as she doesn’t see you, you can avoid this ordeal!"