What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

Mao Maotou had an accident yesterday, so even if his parents wanted a second child, it's impossible for them to put it on the agenda so quickly.

Moreover, there is a possibility that his parents are so heartbroken that they will remain childless for the rest of their lives.

Thinking of this, An Chen suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Jiu Ge.

“I see.” Jiuge twirled her hair with her finger, her expression somewhat bewildered.

After a moment of silence, she hesitated before speaking, "Could you please tell him not to come looking for me again?"

"Go and say it yourself."

"?" Jiuge stared wide-eyed at An Chen with an incredulous expression.

“He likes you. I’m just a nobody, he won’t listen to what I say.” An Chen said calmly.

"Waaah..."

“You don’t need to worry too much,” An Chen said, glancing at Jiu Ge.

“He’s a very gentle and sensible child, and he doesn’t like to scare people,” he continued to explain.

Hearing An Chen say that, Jiu Ge, feeling comforted, nodded, her anxiety subsiding a little.

At least she won't continue to be paranoid, nor will she be too frightened.

After the meal, leaving Jiu Ge engrossed in petting the cat, An Chen went out alone.

It wasn't too late yet, and going out at this time wouldn't arouse Jiuge's suspicion.

The things I notified Qin Ye about in the middle of the night should be almost finished by now, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

The weather is quite hot during the day, and many people come out for walks and walk their dogs in the evening.

As An Chen crossed the red and green intersection, he noticed several suspicious spirits gathered together at the left intersection, which did not look like they were doing good deeds.

There were a few familiar spirits inside, and An Chen shook his head upon seeing this.

Ignoring them, he turned onto another street with fewer people.

Because there are fewer people at night, most of the shops on the street are closed.

After passing a few shops, An Chen saw a young policeman standing under a streetlamp trying to comfort a little girl who had fallen to the ground and was crying loudly.

Whether it was his imagination or not, An Chen felt that the policeman looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

He stopped and took a closer look.

Suddenly, An Chen's mind conjured up the image of the police officer-like spirit he had seen on the street two months ago, who was seriously reprimanding the prankster spirit.

Just as he was thinking this, a magnetic voice rang in his ears.

"That's right! That's my brother!"

Looking back, he saw a spirit dressed in a police uniform floating beside him.

She has an extremely slender figure, thick eyebrows, double eyelids, and a somewhat long face.

Aside from some subtle differences in size, these two brothers are practically identical.

There's no one around, so it's okay to say an extra word to the spirit.

"Oh, I see."

An Chen glanced once more at the policeman who was still frantically comforting the little girl, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

He had other things to look for and didn't intend to linger there.

Chapter 18 A Lifetime's Dream

"My name is Zhang Zhidong!"

As if unaware that An Chen didn't want to deal with him, the police spirit continued to float behind An Chen.

"Yes, I know, a high-ranking official in a certain dynasty."

An Chen continued walking forward.

Aside from a high-ranking official of a certain dynasty, the only other person with this name he knew was a policeman who had gloriously sacrificed his life half a year ago.

"Not that impressive! I'm just a policeman who died a heroic death six months ago while apprehending a criminal!" Zhang Zhidong continued to say to himself.

Even though things have turned out this way, I will never forget my mission!

An Chen felt a burning sensation on his back. He glanced at Zhang Zhidong out of the corner of his eye and saw that Zhang Zhidong behind him was emitting a golden light.

It seems he was truly an outstanding police officer in his lifetime.

Pity.

He sighed inwardly and continued to look around.

Perhaps because Zhang Zhidong, who was radiating golden light, was following behind, the spirits that were moving along the road all avoided him.

An Chen frowned and stopped in his tracks.

He turned onto a side path and said, "I still need to find the spirit. If you keep following me like this, most of the other spirits will have already run away."

Because Zhang Zhidong has a built-in buff, other spirits want to run away when they see him.

"I have something to ask of you!" Zhang Zhidong floated in front of An Chen, revealing a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

"I'm just an ordinary person who doesn't know anything... I just happened to be able to see spirits by some strange coincidence."

It's not even midnight yet, and besides, he's already been hit, so it's really inconvenient for An Chen to directly use his true identity to manifest his spirit.

"Everything is for the people!" Zhang Zhidong's eyes shone brightly, and the police badge on his hat shone even brighter than before.

“There are at least three powerful psychics in the fake capital.” An Chen looked up at the sky.

If Jiu Ge's abilities are considered top-tier, then Su Zhi and Li Zhi should only be two or three levels below her.

“Or you could go find that legendary person who can make deals with spirits in the middle of the night,” he added.

“That’s right! But isn’t that the legendary powerful guy you?” Zhang Zhidong looked at An Chen with some confusion, as if he didn’t understand why he would say that.

"?"

An Chen looked at Zhang Zhidong warily, somewhat surprised.

Spiritual power is equivalent to a person's spiritual talent, which determines the upper limit of a person's skills.

Because he has the same full spiritual power as Jiu Ge, An Chen can achieve the highest level in illusion, disguise, and concealing his aura.

Although he hasn't figured out yet how the people in this spiritual energy circle divide their strength stages, he's certain that his strength is already above that of the exceptionally talented Jiu Ge.

Even if Jiu Ge bumps into him making a deal in the middle of the night, as long as he doesn't realize that Jiu Ge isn't in the room, An Chen is confident that he won't be discovered.

But what's with this policeman who's already been honored? Is he trying to extort money from him?

"I've long admired your name! No matter who you are or what kind of person you are, I can tell at a glance."

Seeing An Chen's reaction, Zhang Zhidong laughed heartily.

"I guarantee with my police officer's dignity that I will keep your secret, and I will also pay you accordingly! Whether it's family, friends, colleagues, or strangers, I have received countless blessings from them all over the years, the kind that I can never use up!"

"..."

This is really...

Looking at Zhang Zhidong, who was radiating a warm golden light, An Chen felt his body getting hot from the radiance.

"What do you need me to do for you?" he asked.

“The deal I want to make is long-term.” As if he hadn’t heard An Chen’s question, Zhang Zhidong laughed a few times and then patted An Chen on the shoulder.

Hearing the word "long-term," An Chen hesitated.

For some reason, he had a feeling that he was in big trouble.

The things spirits ask him to do will not be related to their own world, but only to living people in the real world.

It wasn't that he didn't believe what Zhang Zhidong said, nor was he worried that Zhang Zhidong would suddenly change his mind and betray him.

He just felt that if the police officer was so obsessed with justice that he didn't want to reincarnate, the work he was asked to do would inevitably involve some very high-profile areas, which was contrary to his usual principles of conduct.

“I’m very busy, and I also have a partner to take care of,” An Chen said.

Although it was quite amusing that Mao Mao Tou scared Jiu Ge, he didn't intend to let Mao Mao Tou continue being so mischievous indefinitely.

After all, she's a girl; leaving her unattended would be too much of a waste of my life.

"It's alright, I won't take up much of your time. I'll just help out occasionally in my spare time. I'll pay you double the luck and energy regularly."

After a pause, Zhang Zhidong continued, "Of course! If it's not enough, we can add more. Anyway, I can't use it all myself!"

"..."

If you agree, you will simultaneously gain a long-term high income in the mortal world and a long-term high income in the underworld.

Seeing Zhang Zhidong's overflowing sense of justice, An Chen had some other thoughts.

“After I became a policeman, my younger brother also became a policeman. But as you can see, my brother is different from me. He is more honest, more dull, and sometimes a bit slow-witted. He always seems a little slow-witted.” Seeing that An Chen did not speak, Zhang Zhidong crossed his arms and added.

He really is my brother...

An Chen understood Zhang Zhidong's meaning: "You want me to help him when he encounters trouble?"

"Yes, I hope he won't die young like me! Also, there are some unsolved cases from when I was alive, and if there's an opportunity in the future, I hope you can help me out!"

Indeed, many problems that living people cannot solve or know the answers to can be answered by spiritual mediums through the power of spirits.

After considering it for a moment, An Chen nodded slightly: "It's not impossible, but I don't want to attract too much attention."

He paused, then added, "There's another problem: I don't know your brother."

"Don't worry about those two points, I'll take care of them!"

Seeing Zhang Zhidong's reaction, An Chen didn't say anything more.

Anyway, this guy has a lot of luck, so he can do whatever he wants.

Changing direction, An Chen started walking back.

The news of Zhang Zhidong's death in the line of duty caused a huge stir at the time, and even now many people still visit his tombstone to pay their respects.

He solved dozens of major cases within a few years of joining the company, but in the end, he died a heroic death at a young age while trying to apprehend a suspect.