Ryder reached the building that he had purchased to set up his company.

He parked the car in the building's parking and left the car.

Ryder entered the building and called out a name.

"Stanner? Come out,"

A spirit that looked like an 18-19-year-old boy appeared before Ryder.

"Did you make a decision? are you going to help me?" the Spirit asked.

"Yeah, I must say that I've gained some more experience when it comes to hurting people. Considering how he killed his father, I agree that he doesn't deserve to live. I'll help you," Ryder said to the Spirit.

"Good."

The spirit finally seemed relaxed.

"Tell me your kid's name and some more information about him so that I can search him on the internet," Ryder said.

"His name is Pasher Stan," The Spirit replied.

"You named your kid Pasher?" Ryder let out as a weird look covered his face.

"What's wrong with that name? It was my Great Grandfather's name," The Spirit replied as it glared at Ryder.

"Ah, nothing. It's just a unique name. I was somewhat surprised," Ryder let out with a wry smile on his face.

'I thought that I would have to go through thousands of results to find that man, but after knowing his name, I think it's going to be much easier than I thought. It's not like there are going to be many people with Pasher as their name,' Ryder thought.

He brought his phone out of his pocket and searched the name.

"The fuck? Is this thing broken? How can there be so many Pasher Stan in this world?!" Ryder exclaimed in surprise as he saw the results.

He added the name of the city, and the results were still a lot.

"Come closer. It looks like we're going to have to do it the hard way. Let me know if you recognize any of them as your son," Ryder told the Spirit.

The Spirit floated near Ryder.

"Ahh."

Accidentally, the spirit's shoulders touched Ryder making the spirit go through a burning pain. It instantly moved back.

"Sorry about that. Spirits can't touch me. You can watch while keeping some distance," Ryder told the Spirit with an apologetic look on his face.

He was still wearing the Spirit Warding Necklace that he had purchased from the system store.

The Spirit looked at Ryder for quite some time before it again started flying towards him, but this time, it kept some distance.

"This is the first result. The millionaire of the city, Pasher Stan, who lives in the south of the city," Ryder said as he showed Stanner the image.

"No, he's not my son," Stanner shook his head.

Ryder went through the results one by one, but none of them matched the son of Stanner.

After some time, Stanner did react positively. He recognized his son.

"So he's the guy, looks quite feminine," Ryder muttered. "Doesn't seem like a murderer."

"I wouldn't have believed it either if I wasn't the one that was killed by him," Stanner said as he clenched his fist.

"Now that I know him, I'll deal with everything else. I might even bring him here for you to kill him personally," Ryder said.

The spirit didn't respond.

"Oh, right, can I ask you one thing?"

Ryder asked the Spirit as he looked at him in curiosity.

"Ask me," Stanner replied.

"You were killed when you were over 40 years old. Why is it that your spirit looks like a teenager? Shouldn't it have the same form as you when you were killed?" Ryder asked

"How am I supposed to know that? It's not like we have a spirit help desk to ask questions and attend meetings. I don't even know why I can't leave this place," Stanner said as he shook his head.

"You're the Ancient Ghost Buster and the Spirit Expert. Shouldn't you know more?" He asked Ryder.

"Well, Ah, you're a new case. I haven't seen a case like yours. Most spirits I saw were the same as when they died," Ryder bluffed.

He had received a Skill of bluffing from a mystery box, which made even his lies seem like truths. No one was able to catch his bluffs after he learned that skill.

"I will wait for the news," the Spirit said.

He was about to leave when he heard Ryder telling him something.

"Some people will come here soon. They will repair the building and prepare the furniture and stuff. Don't disturb them and don't appear before them."

After informing the Spirit, Ryder left the building and walked back to his car.

He was sitting alone in his car as he searched through the information of Stanner's Son.

"So he left the city. He lives quite far away now. I guess it's another problem that I'll have to face now, going to other cities to kill," Ryder muttered as he shook his head.

"Hmm? What's that?!" Ryder exclaimed in surprise as he read something.

"That guy purchased shares in Jameson's business? Awesome, Those two had to be related, didn't they? I might be able to use him to call Pasher here, though."

After thinking for some time, Ryder did come up with a plan. Previously, he wanted to kill Jameson, but now he realized that he could use him.

"I'll wait for Jameson to come back before I commence the plan," Ryder muttered.

He looked at the time on his watch and thought of something.

"Oh, Right. I do have some time. I wonder if I can go collect my lottery money. I did give them tomorrow's time, but if I can do it now, then it will just save me time,"

He started going through his contact list to find the number of the girl that had called him about his winnings.

Last time, he had forgotten to ask the name of the girl, so he only saved her name as the Lottery Lady.

After he found the number, he called her.

"Hello?"

Ryder heard a woman's voice from the other side as soon as the call was connected.

"Ahmm, Hey, It's Ryder. You talked to me about my lottery yesterday," Ryder said.

"Ah, Yes. Mr. Ryder. I've arranged everything for you. You can collect the money tomorrow as you requested," The Woman said.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I noticed that I had finished my business faster than I expected, and I was wondering if I could collect the money today. It would only save time for me as I won't have to come tomorrow," Ryder told the woman.