Bizarre: Forced into an arranged marriage, his wife turns out to be a demon emperor?

Zhang Haifeng's expression was rather unpleasant. He knew who Young Master Wang was after. Having lost face so badly in the testing hall, this kid was here to get revenge.

He looked at Lin Che with a questioning expression.

Lin Che's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

He wants points and resources; he doesn't care who he teams up with.

"Okay," Lin Che uttered a single word.

Wang Shao was stunned; all the sarcastic remarks he had prepared stuck in his throat. He thought Lin Che would refuse, or be angry. But he did nothing.

This disregard infuriated him more than direct confrontation.

"Good! You've taken responsibility!" Deputy Director Wang clapped his hands. "Then it's settled. Acong, you'll be working with Captain Zhang's team. Listen to their commands and learn as much as you can."

He said "follow orders," but his eyes glanced at Wang Shao with a hint of approval.

"Let's go," Lin Che said to Zhang Haifeng. He didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.

……

Nighttime, Huancheng West Road.

Before the strange occurrences, this road was one of the city's main thoroughfares. Now, however, it is deathly silent. Most of the streetlights are broken, flickering and casting ghostly shadows in the thick gray fog.

A black SUV was parked on the side of the road.

Besides Lin Che and Wang Shao, there was another official member of Team Three in the car, a young girl named Li Yue. She looked very nervous, clutching a handheld energy detector tightly in her hand.

Wang Shao sat in the passenger seat, constantly wiping an expensive dagger made of a special alloy that could inflict strange damage.

"It's just a D-rank mission, look how scared you are." Young Master Wang glanced at Li Yue in the rearview mirror. "Don't worry, with my C-rank Flame Ghost here, nothing will happen."

Li Yue didn't say anything, but just gripped the detector even tighter.

Lin Che sat in the back seat with his eyes closed. Su Hongyi's figure was faintly visible beside him. Her red skirt, in the dark carriage, was like an inextinguishable flame.

[Ding! Your wife has sensed a familiar 'spy', her emotional stability has decreased by 3.]

Lin Che opened his eyes, his gaze passing through the car window to the thick gray fog outside.

Just then.

"Squeak—"

A screeching sound of brakes came from the fog ahead.

An old bus slowly emerged from the gray fog. Its front bore a "404" sign, and its dim headlights illuminated a small area ahead.

The car body was covered in rust, and the windows were covered in a thick layer of dust.

It just stopped in the middle of the road.

The detector in Li Yue's hand emitted a soft "beep" sound. On the screen, a green "D-" symbol was flashing.

"They're here." Young Master Wang perked up. He sheathed his dagger. "I'll go first and scout ahead for you."

He pushed open the car door, and with his Flame Demon in tow, strode towards the bus. He wanted to get ahead of Lin Che and show off his strength.

The front door of the bus opened automatically with a hiss. It was pitch black inside, and you couldn't see anything.

A musty, stale smell wafted out of the car.

Wang Shao stood at the bus door, glanced back at Lin Che, and smiled defiantly. Then, he stepped onto the bus.

Li Yue also got out of the car, nervously watching the detector as she followed behind Wang Shao.

Lin Che, holding Su Hongyi's hand, was the last to walk towards the bus.

"My lord, there is plenty of 'food' here."

Su Hongyi's thoughts echoed in Lin Che's mind. Those thoughts carried a barely perceptible hint of excitement.

Lin Che's heart sank.

He stepped onto the bus steps.

The instant his feet were fully inside the carriage.

"hiss--!"

The car door behind me slammed shut!

Inside the carriage, all the lights went out instantly.

Absolute darkness and silence enveloped everything.

Immediately afterwards, a strange red light shone from deep within the carriage.

The light illuminated the "passengers" inside the car.

They all sat stiffly in their seats. At that moment, all of their heads were turned at an abnormal angle, a full 180 degrees.

All the pale, featureless faces turned to look at the people at the door.

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Warning! Warning!"

The detector in Li Yue's hand emitted a piercing scream. The green "D-" indicator on the screen was instantly replaced by a blood-red "B" warning!

"Bang!"

The detector's screen shattered, spewing out a plume of black smoke.

Outside the car window, the streets of Jiangcheng were no longer visible.

Instead, it was a surging, boundless sea of ​​blood-red mist.

The instrument that exploded on Li Yue's wrist was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"ah--!"

A short, sharp scream escaped her throat, which she then quickly muffled and covered herself with.

She was trembling all over, tears and snot streaming uncontrollably down her face, her pupils dilated to the extreme, reflecting the distorted, featureless, pale faces.

Fear, like icy seawater, overwhelmed her mouth and nose, making it impossible for her to breathe.

"Grade B... how could it be Grade B..." Young Master Wang muttered to himself, the bloodstains on his face appearing even more grotesque due to the stiffness of his muscles.

He didn't believe it.

It's just a missing person case, officially rated as a D-level mission, how could it suddenly jump to B-level!

This is impossible!

"Playing tricks!" Young Master Wang roared, a roar that was less to intimidate the enemy and more to embolden himself.

He cannot show fear here.

In particular, we must not show weakness in front of that Lin!

"Ah Huo! Burn them!" Wang Shao forced down his unease and gave the order to the fire demon beside him.

The C-grade flame rose again, but its light flickered unnaturally. It was resisting, it was fearing.

But the master's orders cannot be disobeyed.

The Flame Demon let out a defiant roar, and scorching flames condensed into a fireball, ready to blast towards the pale "passengers".

Just then.

"tread."

A footstep came from the end of the carriage.

The sound was strange; it didn't sound like the soles of shoes stepping on the ground, but more like wet cloth being dragged across a rusty iron plate.

"tread."

Another sound.

The eerie red light deep inside the carriage flickered.

A tall, slender figure emerged from the darkness, step by step.

It wore an old, faded red uniform, like a bus conductor from decades ago. Its limbs were disproportionate, and its gait was characterized by a strange, twisting motion.

It wore a pure white mask on its face, with no expression on the mask.

In its hand, it held a rusty metal ticket-checking tongs, which made a "click, click" sound as it moved.

The sound seemed to strike directly into a person's heart.

The temperature inside the carriage suddenly dropped.