Li Zhuiyuan, a corpse retriever, travels through a mysterious resurrection.

End the call.

Li Zhuiyuan found it laughable.

Do you want him to rescue Zhao Kaiming?

From the moment Zhao Kaiming forcefully came to his door to try and put pressure on him, the conflict between him and Zhao Kaiming was already irreconcilable.

Yan Li especially told him that Zhao Kaiming was plotting against him behind the scenes, so they couldn't let him live.

If they can't find Zhao Kaiming, they'll just have the door-knocking ghost do it for them, using someone else to do the dirty work—it's much easier that way.

Two hours later.

Yang Jian, holding his phone, walked to Li Zhuiyuan's side with a serious expression.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, something's happened."

Yang Jian turned on the hands-free function and placed the phone on the table, where Jiang Yan's name was displayed.

Jiang Yan's voice, trembling with sobs, came through the phone.

"Yang Jian, I think I'm lost in Dachang City. There's no one here, and it's pitch black everywhere. Am I... am I seeing ghosts again?"

Yang Jian asked, "Which street are you on? Is there a Rose Bar nearby?"

Jiang Yan cried, "I was on Shengli Road. I did pass a bar just now, but I didn't remember the name. I heard screams coming from inside, so I drove away as fast as I could. Can you come and save me? I'm so scared."

Yang Jian said speechlessly, "Auntie, I'm not trying to be mean, but there are plenty of roads in Dachang City that you can't take, why do you have to take the one that's said to be haunted?"

Jiang Yan's voice trembled as she said, "I bought gold for you guys these past few days, and you rewarded me with five million, so I was thinking of going out to spend some money. Waaah, will you and Brother Xiao Yuan come to save me?"

Yang Jian looked at Li Zhuiyuan helplessly.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes flickered.

Jiang Yan has been working tirelessly day and night these past few days, buying gold for them. It's a bit unfair to just watch her go into the Ghost Realm to wait for death.

A calm voice rang out: "Since you're helping us, we'll come to your rescue."

Jiang Yan cried and said, "Thank you, Brother Xiaoyuan, I will wait for you."

"Yang Jian, I will definitely wait for you. I love you, mwah!"

I had just hung up the phone when my satellite-guided cell phone rang again.

After the call connected, Zhao Jianguo's voice came through: "Li Zhuiyuan, it's me. You're right, we shouldn't have entered the ghost realm of the knocking ghost. The Interpol agents I sent to provide support have also lost contact."

"The situation is still deteriorating, and several more streets have been dragged into the ghost realm."

"I'm not asking you to solve this paranormal incident, but now two Interpol agents and hundreds of citizens are in there. You successfully escaped from the knocking ghost incident before, so I hope you can go in and rescue them."

Li Zhuiyuan thought that since he was going to rescue Jiang Yan next, it wouldn't be a bad idea to rescue a few more people while he was at it.

He calmly replied, "I can save people, but I can't guarantee how many I can save, and I have one condition."

"Whether Zhao Kaiming is dead or not, I am the only one in Dachang City who will have the privileges of Interpol."

Zhao Kaiming paused for a moment, then said, "Zhao Kaiming is very likely to have sacrificed himself in this 'Knocking Ghost' incident. And you and Yang Jian aren't even official Interpol officers yet, but you want to have the privileges of being in charge... I need to consult with my superiors about this."

"I'll wait for your reply." Li Zhuiyuan hung up the phone.

Zhao Jianguo hurriedly contacted his superiors.

He received a reply a few minutes later.

"We'll handle this as a special case. The conditions Li Zhuiyuan proposed are acceptable. I've reviewed Li Zhuiyuan's resume. Although he hasn't been a Ghost Tamer for long, he has made significant contributions, especially in the Huanggang Village incident, which can be said to have been resolved thanks to him. As for Zhao Kaiming, his mental evaluation is very poor. Replacing him with Li Zhuiyuan is a win for us."

Upon receiving the reply, Zhao Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly informed Li Zhuiyuan of the news.

"Alright, Yang Jian and I will set off now."

After the call ended, Li Zhuiyuan opened a golden box.

Inside was a scarlet candle, a ghost candle that emitted a putrid stench, exuding an eerie atmosphere.

Yang Jian asked doubtfully, "Brother Xiao Yuan, are we going to take this with us?"

"Wang Xiaoming said that as long as the ghost candle doesn't go out, the area within its light is absolutely safe," Li Zhuiyuan said calmly. "The knocking ghost is extremely terrifying; it's better to be prepared."

The two left the rented apartment and drove away from the residential area.

The road was blocked when we approached Shengli Road.

After passing through smoothly, the two gradually ventured deeper into the area.

Soon, the road ahead grew increasingly dark; just one more intersection and they would be plunged into endless darkness.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, the Ghost Realm is just ahead. I don't know if Jiang Yan will survive," Yang Jian said.

"The ghost realm is still there, which means there are still people alive. Not everyone is dead, so the knocking ghost hasn't left. Jiang Yan might still be alive," Li Zhuiyuan said. "Let's go in directly."

Yang Jian nodded, slammed on the gas, and sped in.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon in summer, but everything here was shrouded in darkness, even the sky was dark and there was no light.

Shengli Road, located in the city center, was now eerily quiet, with no trace of human activity in sight.

This area seems to have become a ghost town.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes turned pitch black, and a ghost eye emerged from Yang Jian's forehead, emitting a red light.

A dimly lit world can impair the vision of the living, but it cannot stop vengeful ghosts.

The surrounding scenery came into clear view of the two of them.

Not long after, Li Zhuiyuan and Yang Jian were forced to stop the car.

The road ahead was blocked, with many vehicles parked haphazardly.

Some of the car doors hadn't been closed yet, and you could tell that the people inside were panicked when they got out, as if they were running for their lives.

There was a dilapidated bar by the roadside, its sign covered in rust, hanging in mid-air and flickering.

The writing was almost completely gone, leaving only the character "鬼" (ghost).

Based on the traces above, it can be vaguely identified that this is the Rose Bar.

The bar's windows were almost all shattered, and you could vaguely see many corpses lying inside.

After checking that there were no living people inside, Yang Jian turned the car onto the sidewalk and drove in another direction.

Shortly after we drove onto another road, a scream suddenly rang out.

Li Zhuiyuan and Yang Jian looked in the direction from which the sound came.

It was a hot pot restaurant, and the screams were coming from the second floor.

As they looked in that direction, Li Zhuiyuan sensed a strong supernatural aura, and the ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead began to dart around uneasily.

Yang Jian asked, "Brother Xiao Yuan, are there people there, and ghosts too?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said, "Let's go over there. What if Jiang Yan is hiding there? If not, we can rescue her while ensuring our own safety."

At this moment, on the second floor of the hot pot restaurant.

It was completely dark here; all the lights were off and couldn't be turned on.

In a corner, the light from several mobile phones converged.

Suppressed sobs could be heard intermittently amidst the rustling sounds of conversation.

There are dozens of people hiding here.

These people looked terrified, and some of them were completely stunned, clearly their reason had been destroyed by immense fear.

They were able to gather together, and not completely collapse.

It was because there was a man in front of them who claimed to be an Interpol agent.

A tall woman with a ponytail.