Following that was a fairly detailed file, revealing that quite a few people had mysteriously disappeared near the building recently.

Following were some photographs of these people.

Both men and women, of various ages and identities.

The photos were in black and white, obviously because whoever released the information knew they had lost all hope of survival after being drawn into such an event.

Jiang Cheng immediately recognized a man in the photos.

Middle-aged, well-dressed in a suit, with a calm and determined look, clearly a successful person.

It was Nan Huaili.

Also Nan Jin’s father.

There was a photo of him in the office on the 17th floor; Jiang Cheng's target for this investigation at Chuangrong Building was him.

"These are just the missing people whose identities have been confirmed," Huai Yi added from behind Jiang Cheng, implying that there were still some unidentified missing persons.

"Who are these two?" Jiang Cheng asked, pointing to two photos. Only these two had their faces blurred, which seemed strange.

"Like me, they're members of this website. They also took this job, but the result..." Huai Yi paused, smiling bitterly. "They both disappeared."

It seemed they were also drawn into the ghost hospital, then killed by something within Xiang Nan’s door.

"Apostles?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Maybe, maybe not." Huai Yi’s tone was odd. "The members of the website come from all walks of life, and some self-important ordinary people also come here to make a quick buck."

"The door is just a form of security for people like us, and not a very reliable one at that," Huai Yi continued.

Jiang Cheng nodded. Huai Yi was right; if you were smart enough, ordinary people could survive missions.

He himself was the best example.

"I can feel it. Whatever is behind my door can't wait any longer. I've probably used too much of the door's power recently." Huai Yi’s voice sounded a little dejected.

But there was no other way. If he didn't use it, he would die directly, without waiting to be completely eroded by the door.

Each time he used the door's power, the erosion would deepen, until finally he completely lost his consciousness and became a walking corpse.

A moving door.

Just like what they had encountered not long ago.

After speaking, Huai Yi turned to look out the window. The sun was setting in the west, and from his angle, he could just see the scene near the entrance of the residential area.

Old people were leading children by the hand, walking in from outside the residential area. The children were carrying schoolbags and hopping along. Some old people who doted on their grandchildren even helped them carry the heavy schoolbags.

But he wouldn't be able to see even such a simple scene for much longer.

The ultimate fate of the Apostles was either to be eroded or to be killed before they were completely eroded.

A hand rested on Huai Yi's shoulder. "Don't worry," Jiang Cheng's voice came. Huai Yi turned around and saw Jiang Cheng’s sincere eyes.

For a moment, Huai Yi felt that Jiang Cheng had read his mind. "Although he is a Scarlet, he must have his own untold suffering," Huai Yi thought. "After all, we are both Apostles, and some emotions are shared."

"Th... Thank you," Huai Yi nodded. He never expected that it would be a Scarlet who comforted him when he was at his lowest.

"What are you thanking me for?" Jiang Cheng said righteously. "We are all brothers. After you die, I'll take care of your sea view villa and the little sisters for you. You don't have to worry."

"By the way," Jiang Cheng suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "Did you buy the villa outright? I'm not going to help you pay off the mortgage."

Huai Yi was about to cry. He now felt that there was a reason why the Scarlets were wanted; they should be caught and shot immediately.

"What is this?" Jiang Cheng saw the message bar flash, then opened it. It was an email.

The background was quite stylish, a city plunged into eternal night.

A man in a black trench coat stood on the roof of the city's tallest building, with countless demons climbing up below him.

Black background, white text.

"Mr. Huai Yi, regarding your recent third application to become an unscheduled action specialist for the Night Watch, our reply is as follows."

"Your ability assessment meets the B-level requirements, but after our judgment, your handling of crises is more inclined towards self-preservation rather than resolving the crisis."

"This is inconsistent with our purpose, so we will not consider hiring you for the time being."

Following was a very flashy signature: Night Watch.

The air began to stagnate.

Huai Yi's lips began to turn pale and purple. He was about to cry. What was happening? Why was his life so miserable?

Everyone knew that the Night Watch and the Scarlets were mortal enemies. When the two met, one side would not give up until the other was completely destroyed.

"You're planning to join the Night Watch?" Jiang Cheng asked indifferently.

"It's all a misunderstanding! Someone must have hacked my account! I've always disliked them! I hate black trench coats the most! And they're always waving the banner of saving the world, extremely hypocritical!"

As if to prove what he said, Huai Yi deleted the conversation with this account, then cursed while blacklisting the other party.

Jiang Cheng didn't care about Huai Yi's position. To him, both the Night Watch and the Scarlets were objects of vigilance.

It was just that the Scarlets' methods were more direct.

What he cared about was that the Night Watch was so unscrupulous on this website, even disdaining to hide their identities. Did this mean... that the Night Watch also had a presence behind the website?

As soon as this idea was proposed, Jiang Cheng knew the answer.

It should be like this.

After all, in terms of size alone, the Night Watch was by no means comparable to the Scarlets. This could be seen from the information he had collected before.

The Night Watch was behind this website.

And behind the Night Watch, there could only be an existence of that magnitude.

After briefly browsing the posts on the website, the content was much richer and more complex than he thought. All kinds of supernatural events emerged one after another.

Considering the recent disappearances in Rong City, Jiang Cheng’s speculation was gradually becoming a reality.

Nightmares were invading the real world, and the barrier between the two was slowly disappearing. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before nightmares appeared in their world in the most direct state.

The ghost face incident at Chuangrong Building this time was the best example.

"Scar... No, no, Brother Jiang," Huai Yi said with a mournful face, "You can take the sea view villa and the little sisters, but I made a contribution to this mission, so I should get a reward, right?"

Jiang Cheng, who was thinking about the Nightmare Assault, paused upon hearing this. "Reward?"

"Yeah, that red piece of paper." Huai Yi looked at Jiang Cheng with a strange look, and said sheepishly, "Brother Jiang, you're not trying to deny it, are you?"

"I didn't see any red paper, and I didn't take anything," Jiang Cheng said truthfully. He only knew that ordinary nightmares would produce life-saving white paper. He had never even heard of red paper.

"Of course you didn't take it, because the woman who was with you took it," Huai Yi said. "Miss Lin."

"Her?!"