Running A Cemetery in North America

Chapter 192: Starlight's Radiance Descent of the Ancient Gods (Part 3)


Sometimes, certain things that defy science must be concealed from the public, but this time it's become too big to contain. News from San Francisco residents is spreading uncontrollably, and it's feared that a major problem is about to arise.

"Have you found the cause? What exactly was last night's anomaly?" a white man asked as he put down his coffee.

"We have no leads at all. Currently, the department believes the likelihood of a UFO is the highest. We've already inquired with Zone 53, but they said they're unaware too."

"Sigh, what about the meteorite? Did any cameras capture who stole it?"

"According to surveillance cameras on nearby streets... the meteorite wasn't stolen by anyone; it simply vanished on its own."

As soon as this was said, the few people in the conference room all fell into silence simultaneously.

Strange events were happening one after another, leaving even professionals like them feeling at a loss for what to do for a moment.

At that moment, a normally reserved Black man suddenly spoke up: "I think this matter might be related to the string of mysterious jumpers in San Francisco from a few days ago. According to records from the local police department, during this period, some people have reportedly seen strange individuals making a cross gesture on rooftops of tall buildings, and on the same night, someone would invariably jump to their death. Just last night, similar incidents occurred in several hotels, with some guests committing suicide from the balcony of their rooms."

"Agent Aik, that's indeed a good entry point. Every strange incident has cause and effect. Everyone should start from this clue as the entry point to see if we can uncover more useful information. That's it for now, meeting adjourned."

The white man in the main seat stood up, picked up the documents on the table, and strode away.

The white people in the conference room left one after another, leaving only the talking Black man.

He stared at the automatically changing photos on the PPT, stroked his chin, and fell into deep thought. After a long while, he picked up his phone and dialed a number from his contacts.

"Hello, Joles? It's me, Aik. I have something I need your help with. Do you still have that priest's contact information who resolved the Evil Spirit from the Magic Mirror for you last time? Yes, I'm in trouble here and need his help."

...

Sun Yan stood on the hotel balcony, looking down at the traffic flowing along the street.

At this moment, in Sun Yan's eyes, each pedestrian on the street seemed to be surrounded by multicolored mist, but it seemed that only Sun Yan himself could see such anomalies.

Ordinary people with the naked eye couldn't detect anything unusual at all.

Just last night, after obtaining the Ruyi Golden Cudgel at the Kettel Building, Sun Yan planned to drive away from San Francisco overnight. The city had experienced strange happenings, and Sun Yan didn't want to stay here a second longer.

But then something unbelievable happened. No matter how many times he drove out of San Francisco, he would somehow find himself back in the city center, seemingly in the blink of an eye.

It felt as if some unseen force was preventing his departure.

During this, Sun Yan put his phone on the passenger seat to film, wanting to see how he ended up back in San Francisco.

In the end, he made a shocking discovery: it was Sun Yan himself who turned the car around and drove back, and Sun Yan had no memory of what happened during this period.

He had every reason to believe that he was encountering an unbelievably powerful and mysterious force, secretly influencing the operations of San Francisco.

And this force is most likely what Klein referred to as the 'Ancient Gods'.

Perhaps just last night, the Ancient Gods had descended upon this city, and Klein along with his group's goals had already been achieved.

Ring, ring, ring!

Just as Sun Yan was deep in thought, his phone suddenly rang.

Sun Yan picked it up to see a strange number displayed on the screen. He answered the call.

"Hello, is this Father Jackson?"

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