Chapter 1 The Blind Detective

"So it really is the famous Blind Detective..."

Suren looked at the person sitting in the chair, and for a moment wondered if it was a manifestation of his own thoughts, but he immediately rejected the idea. He was sure that he had only mentally conjured up various cute things, and definitely not this old man.

Moreover, the appearance of "Blind Detective" Bill made things even more confusing.

What was a guy suspected of being from the "Umbrella Organization" doing here?

And according to the information, this guy had rented the property at 88 Ginkgo Street months ago.

Was the blind man now in front of him dead or alive?

........

"Blind Detective" Bill was blind, so his perception was extremely strong.

When Suren came down, he had already noticed the slight movement of the old cowboy's cochlea.

In front of a true "gun master," Suren didn't dare to be careless at all. His hands were always on the gun handle at his waist, but he didn't make any movements that would be misunderstood as drawing the gun.

But Bill didn't show any malice. He spoke first and asked, "Are you human?"

"Yes."

Suren responded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not starting a fight upon meeting was good news.

Moreover, being able to converse, even if this was a "weird," immediately reduced the level of danger by several notches.

At this moment, Suren noticed a pool of scarlet blood flowing from Bill's feet, indicating he was injured.

Instead of underestimating the guy's strength, he became even more cautious.

With the kind of terrifying fantasy manifestation rules on the third floor, if it wasn't for some trickery, Suren found it hard to imagine anyone surviving. And this guy seemed to have survived by fighting. And only suffered some non-fatal injuries, which was enough to prove his extraordinary strength.

However, Suren looked at the corridor, which showed no signs of fighting, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Just then, Bill spoke again and asked, "Who are you?"

As he spoke, he looked at Suren. Although his eyes, which looked like they had cataracts, couldn't see, they accurately looked in the direction where Suren was.

Suren replied, "I'm the tenant of 88 Ginkgo Street. I don't know why I was inexplicably dragged into this place."

After a pause, he asked directly, "Sir, do you know what's going on?"

He wanted to get some information from this old cowboy.

After all, he was a legendary detective. He must know something about why he came to Ginkgo Street.

Bill keenly captured a detail in Suren's words and asked, "New tenant? How long have I been gone?"

Suren secretly praised him, but didn't intend to tell the whole truth. "Ah? I don't know what you're talking about. I just moved in today."

"..."

Bill's expression was calm, and he had obviously heard that Suren's words were reserved, but he didn't say much.

Presumably thinking that the time flow in the cursed space was different from reality, he didn't delve into the question.

There was no way out, so there was no point in discussing the topic.

He didn't hide his identity as a detective, and said, "As you can see, this is a cursed space left over from ancient times. I was drawn in because I accepted a 'missing person case,' and eventually traced the clues to the small building on Ginkgo Street. How did you get in?"

There was no point in hiding this question, so Suren truthfully said, "I'm the new tenant. I heard that someone had died in the house before. So I carefully checked the house, but I didn't expect to be inexplicably dragged in."

Through the conversation, Suren also captured some key information.

He heard Grangtai say that the blind man was here to investigate something, which should be the "missing person case" he mentioned.

Following the clues led him here and he was caught. It felt like... 88 Ginkgo Street itself was a "trap"?

But who had such big plans as to use a cursed space to plot against people?

"Blind Detective" Bill wasn't an ordinary person, and the things he was investigating were definitely not simple. In that instant, Suren also understood that he had probably accidentally gotten involved in a conflict between high-level professionals.

"Oh, I see..."

Bill didn't seem surprised. Since he could get in, he naturally knew the special triggering conditions of this cursed space.

At this time, he said something inexplicable: "That eternal slumber is not for the dead, and even death itself will dissipate in the mysterious ages."

"..."

Suren had been in the underworld for so long that he immediately realized that this was either a password or some kind of slang.

Moreover, it was probably the "Umbrella Organization's" code.

This guy wanted to confirm his identity!

Suren wanted to respond, but couldn't connect. He could only say, "Sir, what did you just say?"

Hearing this, Bill seemed disappointed and muttered to himself, "That clue has been cut off, and no one should be looking for it again."

After a pause, he asked again, "The monster upstairs is very strong, how did you survive? Judging from your breathing, you shouldn't be a Tier 2 professional yet."

Suren was relieved that he didn't turn hostile because he couldn't match the code.

The monster upstairs?

There were no monsters upstairs at all!

Hearing this, Suren suddenly became certain of something. A flash of inspiration confirmed even more.

He said, "I encountered a few not-so-strong zombie types, and I found..."

He wanted to remind the blind detective not to let his imagination run wild, but he was interrupted.

Bill seemed to have noticed something from his tone, shook his head and sighed, "Your tone tells me that you're hiding something. But, it doesn't matter anymore. I'm afraid neither of us will survive..."

"..."

Suren looked at the chiseled, waxy yellow face, slightly stunned.

At the same time, he suddenly thought of what the guy meant when he said that, and cursed inwardly.

But, it was too late to dissuade him.

At this time, the old cowboy suddenly heard some movement, his ears twitched, and he shouted, "That monster is coming again, be careful!"

As he spoke, his hand had already reached for the flintlock pistol hanging on his waist.

As soon as Suren heard this, he knew it was too late.

Just then, he suddenly heard a "哗啦" sound of water, like a cistern exploding and flooding in. When he focused his eyes, he saw blood gushing in like a collapsing dam at the end of the corridor on the second floor, and a very terrifying monster rushed out. It was a red, humanoid, deformed monster with blurred facial features, like a skinned gorilla.

Just the damn oppressive feeling alone immediately made Suren realize that this was definitely not a Tier 1 weird!

Suren was shocked.

He immediately realized that this monster was the terrifying manifestation of the old cowboy's imagination.

The blind man couldn't see the exact appearance of the monster, but he could describe a rough outline in his mind through other sensory methods. Wouldn't this abstract, skinless blood gorilla fit the blind man's inner manifestation?

.......

The moment the monster appeared, Bill's reaction wasn't slow at all.

He stood up and swung his body, and a submachine gun with an oversized magazine like a "Chicago Typewriter" appeared in his hand. The trigger was pulled, and flames spewed out, making a dense and crisp "ta-ta-ta-ta..." sound.

Looking at the gun, Suren immediately recognized it: "The high-rate-of-fire famous gun 【Woodpecker】!"

Although he couldn't see, this burst accurately hit the blood gorilla's leg, blasting open a bloody mist.

Suren also saw some of the tricks: "Listening to the sound to determine the position?!"

The gorilla was hit in the leg and stung, staggered, and its head touched the wall.

With the sound of the collision, Bill's left hand suddenly pulled out a black revolver the size of a forearm and fired three shots in a row.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The gunshots were deafening, and the three shots almost sounded like one.

Suren himself was a firearms expert, so he could naturally see the power of Bill's marksmanship.

Three consecutive shots, the bullets seemed to be connected end to end, perfectly overlapping and hitting the same point on the monster's head.

"Advanced Firearms Profound Meaning - 【Multiple Overlapping Shots】!"

Suren's pupils shrank slightly, and he sighed inwardly that a master was indeed a master.

Even with alchemical bullets, ordinary gunmen couldn't break the defense of this kind of at least Tier 2 mutated monster. But if three shots hit the same point on the target in a very short period of time, they could break the defense in the gap before the target's defense recovered.

One shot to shock, two shots to break armor, three shots to penetrate!

This technique was something he couldn't reach at the moment, requiring extremely high skill, precision, and... rune firearms.

And the heavy revolver in Bill's hand was also the key to firing, and it was the famous rune firearm - 【Kiss of the Viper】!

Hitting every shot accurately, and this was still a blind man?

In this short one or two seconds, Suren witnessed "Blind Detective" Bill seriously injure a Tier 2 mutated monster.

But, it wasn't over yet.

People's minds were active, especially when encountering terrifying events.

Suren knew things were going to be bad when the first monster appeared, and he couldn't warn him in time.

Sure enough, before the blood gorilla had completely died, two huge "flying head monsters" that almost blocked the corridor suddenly appeared from both ends of the corridor. The facial features of the heads were as blurred as plaster statues, but the hair on their heads was a living snake head.

Looking at the image of the monsters, it was obvious that they were products of the blind man's sensory world, and they were definitely created by the old cowboy's brain.

There were no horror movies in this world to provide material, and what he was thinking about was probably something he had experienced or that really existed.

What terrifying things had this guy experienced?

Adding difficulty for himself, and adding it to this extent.

If he stayed any longer, he would be implicated and killed by this guy sooner or later!

Seeing this, Suren didn't hesitate at all, turned around and retreated back to the third floor along the stairs.