Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Dachang City, 3 PM.

Dozens of buses sped out of the city's law enforcement bureau, their sirens blaring through the streets.

Their goal was to conduct surprise inspections of all of Wang Yue's businesses, forcing him to come forward and address the issues.

In a convertible jeep, Yan Li was the driver, and Link sat in the back.

The giant-like Ghost Skin was completely covered in a black robe, with a mask and sunglasses on his face. He sat upright in the passenger seat, looking like a small mountain.

Yan Li was somewhat uneasy: "President Lin, what if Wang Yue gets scared away by all this fuss?"

Link said nonchalantly, "His escape will solidify his guilt, and he won't be able to keep all these assets. We'll have Uncle Zhang take over the business through the proper procedures and upgrade the industry."

Uncle Zhang, naturally, is Zhang Xiangui. As a businessman, he would never complain about having too much wealth; his only fear was that Wang Yue was too poor to feed him properly.

"What if Wang Yue retaliates..."

"He can't escape, I won't let him get away."

With the parchment in hand, Link finds people more easily than with a shady map.

"squeak--"

A sharp screech of brakes echoed down the street, and Link nearly crashed into the windshield before he could react.

Yan Li's expression was grim. The team's first official operation had run into such a mishap; it was practically a slap in the face for him.

"President Lin, please wait a moment. This man is recklessly riding his electric scooter. I'll go and handle it."

Lin Ke looked up and saw that Yan Li had already crossed the road with a young man who looked like a student in one hand and an electric scooter in the other, ready to give him a lecture.

The young man looked somewhat familiar; he must be one of the surviving students from No. 7 Middle School. It was a pity that Link had never attended a single day of class with them, so he really couldn't recall his name.

He thought for a moment and urged, "Don't make things difficult for us, the important matter is more important."

The boy waved and shouted, "Link, it's me, Zhao Lei! Old classmate! I need to talk to you!"

Yan Li froze, quickly put Zhao Lei down, and rubbed his chin awkwardly. Why didn't he say earlier that this person was Lin Ke?

Today was truly a day of bad luck, I was so annoyed.

Zhao Lei crossed the road, grabbed the car door with both hands, pointed at the warning lights on the roof, and exclaimed excitedly, "Link, your car is so cool! I saw you just came from the Municipal Law Enforcement Bureau. Does that mean you Ghost Riders can be directly recruited into the government?"

Link has done a lot since he traveled through time, but it's uncertain whether this has created a butterfly effect, and it's even more uncertain whether Zhao Lei has ever been to Yang Jian's house.

He silently shielded the ghost skin in front of him and casually said, "These powers are earned with one's life. Most people don't live more than three months. I have important business to attend to, so I'll stop here for now."

Yan Li had already returned to the driver's seat. Upon hearing this, he immediately stepped on the gas and continued driving.

Zhao Lei was still standing there, stunned. These days, he would go out for a stroll whenever he had time, hoping to become a powerful ghost tamer like Link and Yang Jian.

But now, the words "won't live more than three months" have poured cold water on Zhao Lei's enthusiasm.

Is it really worth it to trade the rest of your life for a moment of glory?

As he pondered, cars sped past, narrowly avoiding Zhao Lei and almost knocking him off his feet.

A clump of betel nut residue hit Zhao Lei in the face. A middle-aged bald man wearing sunglasses stuck his head out and started cursing:

"Is the street your living room? Are you looking to die, you idiot!"

Amid the driver's angry curses, Zhao Lei came to his senses, muttering to himself, "Link only mentioned ordinary people... which means there are even stronger ghost tamers. I'm just an ordinary person, not even considered ordinary. Sooner or later, I'll be killed by ghosts for no reason. It's so frustrating not being able to protect my family..."

Recalling the despair and helplessness he felt at No. 7 Middle School that night, Zhao Lei's eyes hardened. He ran across the road, got back on his electric scooter, and chased after them.

"I must become a demon tamer!"

……

"Mr. Lin, your old classmate has caught up with you."

Yan Li looked at the electric scooter speeding by in the rearview mirror and subconsciously loosened his foot, slowing the vehicle down a little.

Link slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhao Lei in the mirror, who was relentlessly determined. He saw that Zhao Lei's short-sleeved shirt was being blown tightly against his body by the strong wind, and his eyes were so firm that he was ready to sacrifice himself.

"That's it, let him chase after him."

Judging from his performance in the original work, Zhao Lei was undoubtedly a top-notch ghost tamer. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and encountered the newspaper ghost, which was basically unsolvable in the early stages, leaving only a few highlights of breaking the deadlock.

When he first transmigrated, Link had thought about training Zhao Lei to be his teammate. Now that Zhao Lei had come to him, it was a good opportunity to take a look.

This is not Link's

"Buzzing..."

Link's GPS-enabled phone started vibrating; it was the number of Captain Liu from the Municipal Law Enforcement Bureau.

Captain Liu's voice, tinged with suppressed anger, came through the receiver: "Manager Lin, Wang Yue has appeared at the Rose Bar. He's using supernatural powers to obstruct our law enforcement efforts and has demanded to speak with you in person."

"I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Captain Liu. Please step back and maintain the perimeter for now. I'll be there shortly."

Link hung up the phone and said to Yan Li, "Go to Rose Bar."

"receive."

Ten minutes later, the convertible jeep stopped outside the Rose Bar.

It was still afternoon, and young men and women were already watching outside the venue. They wanted to go in and have fun, but were stopped by the law enforcement team and had to wait outside.

Link got out of the car, looked at the cordon tape around them, and said to Captain Liu, "Thank you for your hard work, Captain Liu. The problem here will be resolved soon."

Team Leader Liu had a purplish-black scar on his arm, indicating that he must have suffered some losses at Wang Yue's hands. Upon hearing this, he saluted Lin Ke and said, "Manager Lin, the overall situation of Dachang City rests on your shoulders. Please be careful."

Link nodded solemnly, and led Yan Li and the three-meter-tall Ghost Skin toward the Rose Bar.

As they moved, the three subtly changed their formation, with Ghostskin at the forefront, Link in the middle, and Yan Li at the rear.

Zhao Lei also arrived at the scene, not even having time to remove the key from his electric scooter. He tried to follow, but was stopped by the enforcement officers on the perimeter. Seeing Captain Liu salute from afar, he thought to himself, "A true man should act like this," and couldn't help but say:

"Uncle, I'm Link's classmate. I... I want to see how he handles things."

The team members could only ask Captain Liu for instructions, and eventually Zhao Lei was taken to the edge of the cordon to observe.

Wang Yue was in a bad mood. Just two days ago, he lost a rare and relatively harmless vengeful ghost on his own turf. Today, he was also suddenly attacked by the city's law enforcement bureau, and all his establishments were forced to close.

He may be rich, but he can't afford such a loss. If it's just one establishment, it's fine, but if all the establishments are gone, where will he go to drink and support his mistress?

He couldn't swallow this blatant bullying.

So Wang Yue had a genuine leather sofa brought in, and there he sat with his legs crossed, lit a cigar, and sat at the front door, wanting to meet this rising star in the temporary leadership position.

After all, as the underground boss of Dachang City, every leader would give him face in order to maintain stability.

However, as the three figures approached, Wang Yue's expression gradually became unnatural.

Are people in charge usually not working alone?

What's with three demon tamers showing up all at once?!

Yes, under his supernatural perception, Wang Yue discovered that the three people opposite him were actually ghost tamers!

When the two were about ten meters apart, Wang Yue saw Yan Li being the last one to be released. His eyelids twitched, but then a friendly smile appeared on his face, displaying the demeanor of a successful person.

"So it's Mr. Link, the temporary head of Dachang City. I am deeply sorry to have taken the time to visit Rose Bar and provide guidance. I am Wang Yue, the Ghost Rope. I apologize for not welcoming you properly."

Link tilted his head to look at Yan Li, then raised his chin towards Wang Yue:

"Go, slap him twice first, so he'll remember it."

Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. Yan Li nodded emphatically and manipulated the ghost skin to quickly step forward.

Wang Yue secretly groaned. If he had known earlier that Link had two more helpers, he would have gone to great lengths to bring in two old-timers from his circle to keep things under control.

Unfortunately, he was already surrounded, and even if he tried to run, there was nowhere to go. He could only give Link face and accept two slaps first.

"Slap! Slap!"