Chapter 83: The Faint Echo of a Cough
Was this Huanggang Village?
Miles glanced around, his gaze wavering as he took in the village’s landscape while journeying down the primary access route.
The entirety of Huanggang Village felt like a blend of antiquity and modernity.
The front part of the village was adorned with recently constructed rural villas, pleasing to the eyes. Yet, the latter half was dotted with aged homes, some made of earth, others wooden structures over a century old. These ancient homes were a mix of occupied and deserted. Some housed the elderly, while others lay abandoned with dilapidated windows, semi-open doors, and interiors so dark that they defied the intrusion of sunlight.
An uncanny vibe enveloped the area.
But then, that wasn’t unexpected.
This was a typical scene in many villages. The discomfort only set in when the thought of a real ghost lingering in such a place crossed one’s mind.
“Hello, Rain?” Miles thought it best to gather some information, so he dialed his satellite phone.
“Miles, good timing on your part. There were some loose ends from our previous conversation. Regarding Zhao Kai Ming’s files, his psychological profile seems concerning. He’s probably difficult to work with. Be cautious. Avoid conflicts if you can. After all, he’ll be your colleague,” Rain answered, referencing a file on Zhao Kai Ming.