Boston Newbury Street Police Substation.

After making a statement and reporting the incident, Luo Bing tried his best to stay at the police station and didn't want to leave.

He was very concerned about his own safety. Gu Xi had instructed him to stay at the police station, and Luo Bing would definitely adhere to it strictly.

Maybe ghosts wouldn't enter the police station? - he guessed.

He didn't know if Gu Xi was nearby...

Luo Bing was a little worried. The police car had driven so fast earlier, would she be able to keep up? But she was such a powerful...creature, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

The police station was not a hotel. Luo Bing couldn't stay here indefinitely. If he was an ordinary person without any background, he would probably have been kicked out by now. But luckily, he knew a few friends in Boston, one of whom happened to be a local police officer.

As Luo Bing had studied in the United States before, he had many foreign friends, who could also be considered as potential clients for his family business. Most of his foreign friends were rich second-generation individuals, each with wealthier families than the next. But unlike the wealthy second-generation individuals in China, they were more low-key and didn't like to flaunt their wealth. So, if you saw some of them wearing cheap work clothes or uniforms, don't be surprised, it was normal.

Take Lance Brown, for example. He didn't want to be a capitalist, he just wanted to join the FBI, so he became a police officer.

The assessment system for American police was quite strict. With his family's support, Lance smoothly sailed through the police academy training, and his test scores were also fine. However, he failed the physical fitness test twice. After putting in a lot of effort, he barely managed to become a police officer - of course, this was all years ago, and now he was an FBI agent.

To Luo Bing, such behavior was incomprehensible - inheriting the family business and happily exploiting others wasn't good? Why become a tool for capitalism?

Lance was surprised that Luo Bing had come to Boston and asked for the reason. Luo Bing mentioned that he came to deal with his father's disappearance and also told him about his "brave act" at the bank entrance. He requested to stay at the police station a bit longer, citing fear of retaliation from the criminals.

Lance didn't mind helping with this small favor.

When the officers at the station received Lance's call and confirmed their friendship, they allowed Luo Bing and Luo Xiaoming to stay there, as long as they didn't wander around.

After chatting for a while, Lance ended the call.

...

Thanks to Lance, Luo Bing could leisurely sit by the window at the police station, enjoying the view. It would be even better if he had a cup of tea in his hand.

Luo Bing didn't tell Lance about the "haunting" incident. On one hand, no one with a normal mind would believe it. On the other hand, their relationship wasn't that deep.

For Luo Bing, so-called friends were just mutually beneficial relationships. Not just Luo Bing, everyone thought this way, it was the default rule of social circles. As long as someone met the criteria of "expanding useful connections," they could be considered a friend.

Having a wide network of contacts increased one's margin for error in life. Otherwise, Luo Bing would have to think of a way to get detained at the moment...

After looking outside the window for a while, Luo Bing made a round inside the room, trying to find Gu Xi, not for any other reason, but simply for a sense of reassurance. Who knew if that ghost would suddenly come? After all, the "source of all evil" was right beside him.

But Luo Bing wouldn't be able to find her.

Luo Xiaoming was two seats away from Luo Bing. She actually didn't want to stay here, but since Luo Bing was determined to stay, and her father's whereabouts were unknown, she had no choice but to stay as well.

Regarding Luo Bing's "brave act," Xiao Ming was grateful but also somewhat puzzled - Luo Bing wasn't the kind of person with a strong sense of justice, why would he risk his life to save her? This wasn't the Luo Bing she knew!

Because of family ties? Impossible. Just like Luo Qingyuan, Luo Bing had never treated her as family, only Luo Qingyuan would occasionally take care of Xiaoming.

If it weren't for the police coming to take their statement, she would have thought it was a play directed by Luo Bing. But in the end, Luo Bing did save her, and Xiaoming's impression of him had changed.

Occasionally, Xiaoming would glance at what Luo Bing was doing, then look up at the patterns on the ceiling.

Without a cellphone, it's so boring...

Xiaoming thought for a moment and took out the metal box from her pocket, observing it.

This was the unfamiliar item that appeared next to her when she woke up. There was a gap in her memory, and maybe this thing caused it. Perhaps if she opened the box, she would remember what had happened.

But the box had a six-digit combination lock, and without any hints, it would be impossible to open it in a short time."What are you holding?" Luobing frowned when he noticed Xiaoming suddenly pulling out a mysterious black box.

Xiaoming shared his speculations with Luobing, and Luobing's frown deepened.

"This doesn't look like something good. Who knows if there's a curse or explosives inside. Throw it away, quickly!"

In Luobing's opinion, Xiaoming was being reckless, especially in such a critical situation. The ghost's attack methods were too strange, and it couldn't be ruled out that it could indirectly kill someone through objects.

"Explosives?"

Luobing's voice was a bit loud, attracting the attention of the front desk police. Although these foreigners were not proficient in Chinese, they were sensitive to certain vocabulary related to crimes. Hearing "explosives," one of the officers immediately pulled out his gun and aimed it at Luobing and Xiaoming.

Before Xiaoming could react, Luobing was already too scared to move.

"..."

Taking advantage of the situation, the box in Xiaoming's hand fell into the hands of the police officer. After receiving the box, the officer let out a sigh of relief - the box was very light, so it shouldn't contain any dangerous items.

"Is this yours? What's inside? Where did you get it?" the police officer asked Xiaoming in English.

"We don't know what's inside. It was picked up by my sister in the hotel. You can take it if you want." Luobing quickly answered on her behalf.

"Hopefully it's not something belonging to a criminal. We don't take other people's belongings, we'll return it to you."

"No, this isn't anything valuable. Just throw it away." Luobing smiled and shook her head.

The police officer grew suspicious and gestured to his colleague behind him, "Check what's inside."

The password lock on the box couldn't hold back a professional. With the help of lockpicking tools, the box was opened in five minutes. Several police officers went forward to take a look and felt bored - inside was just a black stone fixed in a slot, clearly devoid of any connection to gemstones, with no signs of polishing, just like the common stones seen on the riverbank.

One of them picked it up and looked at it under the sunlight, but didn't find anything special.

The police officer who had brandished his gun earlier put the stone back in the box and returned it to Xiaoming. "The box is nice, it can be used as a small safe. The password has been reset to zero."

Lu Xiaoming blinked and stared at the stone fixed in the box. She was certain that she had seen this stone somewhere before…

Where exactly?

Just as Xiaoming was considering whether or not to touch the stone, Luobing's phone suddenly rang.

Luobing leaped up along with the music.

Xiaoming was startled, she retracted her hand and looked at Luobing strangely, "What's wrong? Why are you so jumpy?"

Luobing ignored Xiaoming and answered the call, putting the phone to his ear.

"Is this Luobing?"

"Yes, do you have any news?" Luobing looked around but didn't see the figure of the loli. Why is she calling? Is she not nearby?

"The ghost has been eliminated." Xu Fang said directly, "Also, take Lu Xiaoming and leave the police station. Go to a hotel near Newbury Street, book two rooms. I have something to discuss with you."

"...Eliminated? I'm safe now?"

"Yes, congratulations."

Luobing's expression was like that of a patient who had just received a negative HIV test result, relieved. Although Gu Xi did not seem to be lying, he couldn't help but ask again, "Is it really dead?"

"Dead beyond a doubt."

"How did you do it? Weren't you with me all the time..."

"Of course, I was just lying to you. How could I exorcise the ghost while being by your side? Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly."

After hanging up the phone, Luobing was in a good mood. He looked at Xiaoming and said, "We can leave now and find a place to stay."

"We can finally go!...Who was that you were talking to just now? Is it another one of your friends?" Xiaoming put the box back in her pocket and stood up, following Luobing.

"Yeah, it's a friend." Luobing didn't tell her about Gu Xi's existence.

Luobing greeted the police and was about to leave. But just as he was about to step out of the door, he suddenly remembered something and froze in place.

"What's going on? Are you going to leave or not?" Lu Xiaoming stood behind Luobing and said impatiently."Something's not right..." muttered Luo Bing to himself, "Was that really Gu Xi who called me just now? Could it be... a ghost pretending to be him, trying to lure me out of the police station?"

Ghosts can mimic the voice of anyone when making a phone call. If the call was really from a ghost and Gu Xi didn't secretly warn him, does that mean Gu Xi wasn't with him at all?

The more Luo Bing thought about it, the more convinced he became. Cold sweat started to trickle down his forehead.

It's too suspicious, I absolutely cannot leave this place!

"Why don't you go out? It's strange for you to keep standing at the door," he was pushed from behind, and Xiao Ming's annoying voice sounded again.

"Don't push me!" Luo Bing turned his head and glared at Xiao Ming, "Do you want to die? If you want to die, go by yourself, don't drag me along."

"...You madman!"

"Do you want to insult me again?"

Just then, the phone rang once more.

Luo Bing picked up the phone and saw that it was still Gu Xi calling. He hesitated for a moment, but decided to answer.

"It took you 5 seconds longer to answer the call this time. Ah, I guess you're suspecting that I'm a ghost, right? Anyway, you stay put in the police station, I'll come find you myself. Keep your ears on."

Luo Bing hung up the phone, feeling a bit awkward and relieved. It seemed like he was overthinking.

...

Meanwhile, Xu Fang had just "looted" a parking lot, replenishing his energy to 40%.

Apart from gas stations, parking lots were places with a large amount of gasoline.

Of course, Xu Fang didn't go too far. He left some gasoline in every car, enough for the owners to drive to a gas station.

As for why Xu Fang was being so audacious, one could say that the invisibility cloak was really convenient.

He was about to meet Luo Bing, Xiao Ming's brother, formally. The one who had been with Luo Bing all along was not Xu Fang, but his clone. For some reason, the clone didn't seem to have a good impression of Luo Bing.

Regardless of what kind of person Luo Bing was, Xu Fang didn't care. He was only here for Xiao Ming, and had no connection to anyone else.