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!"


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    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 used, "Scum, are you ying 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 ck


    Panther Club was around, but now, with the club gone, destion 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 nced 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."