Huang Xiaolong, together with Ma Chuxia, Huo Bingyan, Qingqing, Xiaohong, and Heimei, entered the towering skyscraper.
Inside the skyscraper at this moment.
The top floor.
In a vast conference room, dozens of eerie black mists were steaming. These black mists would sometimes coalesce into human shapes, and sometimes disperse.
At this moment, these black mists, as if in a meeting, were emitting cold, detached voices, conversing in the language of the Dongying islands—
"It seems that Huaxia also has some troublesome characters... Our Kayako, as well as the villagers like Sadako, those extremely vicious specters from our Dongying, have all perished... Who killed them? Who?"
