He started by brutally defeating the demon lady, and the passersby were terrified!

"The same pedestrian was seen repeatedly on the Hexi Old Bridge for three consecutive nights. Surveillance footage showed that a man walked from the east side of the bridge to the west side four times within the same time period, with identical clothing and gait. However, an investigation revealed that the man did not go out that night. In the fourth video, the man stopped in the middle of the bridge, slowly turned his head, and smiled at the surveillance camera. The next morning, a drowned body was found under the bridge, with a face that perfectly matched the man's."

Meng Yan immediately clicked on it.

The next moment, his brows furrowed slightly.

[Investigation mission for the person who borrowed the fire late at night on June 15th]

"In June, a emaciated person was seen borrowing a light late at night in Chunshi night market, park, and scenic spot. A late-night food stall owner lent him a light for three consecutive days. On June 15, a family of four was found dead with their bodies dried up like rotten wood, all their blood drained, and in an extremely bizarre manner."

……

Meng Yan continued completing tasks, and there were quite a few displayed so far.

He tried clicking randomly to accept the task to see what the effect would be.

[Note! A minimum of two players are required to complete a mission. Please create a team and send an invitation code to form a team, or apply to join another team.]

It was found that individuals could not claim the reward alone; they either had to form their own team or join another person's team before proceeding.

Even creating new tasks is the same.

Unless it is an emergency.

It seems we'll need to find Fatty Li to fill in for the new exploration mission about the human-faced evil serpent.

"Mr. Mengyan, we've arrived at our destination."

The vehicle slowly came to a stop.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at the underground parking lot of the Provincial People's Hospital.

Master Sa smiled.

"Okay, thank you for your help, Master Sa."

Meng Yan thanked him.

They still maintained the proper manners.

"You're too kind, Mr. Meng Yan. You've achieved a divine weapon-level rating this time, it's an honor to ride in my car. Moreover, you're so polite and respectful; the future of Taixu is truly promising!"

Master Sa, dressed in a black uniform, gave a thumbs up.

Many geniuses are arrogant and disdainful of others, so it's rare to encounter a handsome young man who is both talented and so polite.

The hope of the Taixu Kingdom!

"Haha, thanks for Master Sa's kind words, I'll be leaving now."

Meng Yan opened the door of the van and got out.

"Alright, Mr. Meng Yan, you can go ahead with your work. Qingshan Police Station is a liaison point for our Secret Investigation Bureau. If you need assistance, you can show your badge and find an officer named Hong Guan."

As Master Sa drove away, he gave one last instruction.

"Huh? Hong Guan? That's not Uncle Hong's name!"

Meng Yan was startled when he heard this.

You're something else, Uncle Hong with your thick eyebrows and big eyes!

Even though he knew there was a supernatural side to the world, he had previously tried to convince him that there were no demons or monsters, only people, and he almost got completely fooled.

Speaking of which, the person downstairs in Xuanwu Lake Community gave me a special warning the day before yesterday. I guess they knew that something strange was happening inside, which is why they were so serious.

Despite being taken to the police station so many times, Uncle Hong, a former neighbor of Fuyuan Community, still took good care of him, and he also helped his grandfather a lot when he was seriously ill.

Looks like I'll have to have a good chat with Uncle Hong sometime.

First floor of the hospital.

Looking at the ATM, Meng Yan inserted his Agricultural Bank of China card into it.

Looking at the six-digit number displayed inside, that cold 196,750, Meng Yan revealed a satisfied smile.

I can finally settle the hospital bills and maybe even pay off some other debts.

The thing I fear most in my family is having a sick person.

Over the years, my grandfather had to sell the house due to medical expenses, and the family still owes a lot of money.

Recalling the days before when he was knocked out of the police station and dared not step into the hospital because he was short of money, he has now successfully awakened the Demon-Suppressing Tower he missed for seventeen years, and even has a new identity: a special case assigner of the National Security Department.

They even have a stable source of income: slaying demons.

The minimum guarantee for the evil spirit is 10,000.

Everything is moving in a positive direction!

"Beep beep beep—"

Just then, his phone rang again.

[A call came from Qianjiang...]

It's Qianjiang.

"Meng Yan, where are you?!"

The call was just connected.

A sound came from the other side.

"They're here! They're in the elevator!!"

Meng Yan said directly into the phone, "Grandpa is on the 12th floor. He's already on the elevator to the 12th floor."

"Damn it, I thought you'd disappeared again! Okay, okay!"

The elevator doors opened.

"Holy crap!!!"

From afar, Meng Yan saw a thin young man, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, walking towards him with wide eyes. He was slightly shorter than him, much uglier, and much darker-skinned.

His gait was somewhat reminiscent of Leonardo da Vinci, whose strength was said to be "unmatched and whose spirit could uproot mountains."

……

His expression was one of utter shock.

"What kind of expression is that?"

Meng Yan frowned.

"My god, did you just get off a part-time job at the White Horse Club? If you're really short on cash, just tell me. Don't rely on your good health to fight a war of attrition... If you really have to, remember to take me with you! Mr. Meng—"

Qianjiang looked him up and down.

Black trousers, white shirt, leather shoes, plus his already strikingly handsome appearance.

Damn, if someone went to be a gigolo, they'd be a guaranteed hitter!

"Get lost! Qian Jiang, we don't need to hand out flyers anymore. I'll transfer the 50,000 yuan you lent to Grandpa right now. As for the 100,000 yuan I borrowed before... it might take a while, but tonight I'll treat you to a big meal!"

Meng Yan patted Qian Jiang on the shoulder.

If it weren't for this guy, the consequences would have been unimaginable during the days I was out of contact.

What touched him the most was that this guy, despite being from a wealthy family, would often go with him to hand out flyers, ostensibly to exercise, but he knew the guy was just keeping him company.

Knowing that he was in financial difficulty, the other party gave him all of their money.

They gave a full 100,000.

Now I've advanced another 50,000.

Now that he has money, he should pay back the money he owes and not let his good friend down.

"Holy crap? Meng Yan! You're not really being kept by a rich woman, are you?! Let me tell you, you can't do that kind of thing. If I'm really short of money, I'll ask my parents for some. Just name your price!!"

Looking at the 50,000 yuan transfer notification on WeChat.

Qian Jiang was dumbfounded.

He knew everything about his best friend's family situation.

My grandfather is frequently in the ICU, and recently he was diagnosed with lung cancer. It's safe to say that he has exhausted the family's resources. The hospital is also in debt for tens of thousands of yuan. He makes a living by handing out flyers for 70 yuan for three hours a day. How could he possibly come up with 50,000 yuan for himself?

The fact that he dressed like that shows he's being kept by a rich woman; Qian Jiang can't think of any other possibility!

"Would you believe me if I said I won the lottery?"

Meng Yan smiled.

"You don't have a father who's the head of the lottery bureau, do you think that's possible?!"

Qian Jiang retorted irritably.

"Haha, don't ask anymore, this money is absolutely legitimate."

Meng Yan quickly changed the subject.

"Alright, alright! Speaking of which, Meng Yan, you haven't been ambushed by some scoundrel pretending to be a ghost again these past few days, have you? Did you get detained?!"

Qian Jiang frowned.

……