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

Once the incident was reported, newspapers extensively publicized Zhang Zhidong's experiences from elementary school to his first job and finally his glorious sacrifice for a whole week.

Although An Chen didn't remember the smiling face of the adult Zhang Zhidong in the picture, he remembered the contents of the yellowed grid diary in another picture.

My lifelong dream—to become a glorious people's police officer.

Chapter 19 A good beating would be enough.

As we approached another corner, the number of people on the road gradually increased.

Zhang Zhidong stayed close behind An Chen, while the surrounding spirits scattered as if fleeing for their lives.

After thinking for a moment, An Chen turned around and headed towards the crossroads.

When they reached the intersection on the right, An Chen looked back at Zhang Zhidong.

Then, he pointed to the group of mischievous spirits at the left intersection.

Seeing the spirits lurking around on the left, Zhang Zhidong floated over without saying a word.

A moment later, a deafening reprimand rang out.

An Chen turned around slowly, his expression blank.

It's time to go home.

An Chen didn't expect to run into that thing while wandering around for a while; they figured it was only a matter of time before they met.

When An Chen arrived at the community, the people standing at the entrance caught his attention.

"What a coincidence, you're that weirdo from the street just now."

"..."

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Unlike Zhang Zhidong's magnetic voice, his younger brother's voice is much clearer.

"I'm sorry, what I said earlier was rude. What I meant was... I didn't realize we lived in the same neighborhood."

Seeing An Chen's expressionless face, the young man smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

He remembered An Chen, who stood nearby looking rather strange, when he was coaxing a child on the street.

"It's nothing, what a coincidence."

An Chen smiled gently, inwardly marveling at Zhang Zhidong's efficiency.

He truly is a man with inexhaustible luck.

Unfortunately, it's already a spirit.

"My name is Zhang Zhidao, and I am a police officer."

"Yes, I can tell from your attire."

Zhang Zhidao's smile was shy.

Just by looking at this man, An Chen concluded that he was definitely easy to bully.

After exchanging a few brief pleasantries, he returned to his apartment.

Just as they were about to open the door, Zhang Zhidong appeared out of nowhere and floated back to An Chen's side.

"You've taken care of those guys?"

"The lesson has been taught!"

"Follow me for what?"

"Just getting familiar with the place! Your accommodation is very large and luxurious! Not bad!"

"..."

Although Zhang Zhidong's voice is very magnetic, his voice is surprisingly strong when he speaks.

With a sigh, An Chen pushed the door open again.

What comes into view is a fuzzy little boy sticking out his long tongue and making faces wildly.

Looking to the side, Jiuge was sitting on the sofa, hugging her legs.

Her face was deathly pale, her eyes were lifeless, and she was completely still, as if she were a statue.

Perhaps she was too frightened, because she didn't react at all to the noise coming from the front door.

"You can't do that!"

Seeing the scene before him, Zhang Zhidong strode forward and reached out his righteous hands to lift Mao Maotou up with one hand.

"Didn't you see how scared the lady in front of you is?"

Feeling the astonishing heat emanating from Zhang Zhidong, Mao Maotou cried out in fear and looked at An Chen for help.

"Just give him a beating, but don't go too far."

Having received a meaningful look from Mao Maotou, An Chen said this to Zhang Zhidong.

……

After a period of commotion, Jiuge finally calmed down.

"Could you explain what's going on here? And who is this police officer?"

She sat upright on the sofa, watching the commotion in front of her without even frowning.

If Jiuge's memory is correct, An Chen should have said before leaving that Mao Mao Tou was a very well-behaved child who didn't like to play pranks.

Mao Maotou sat silently on the ground with his head down, while Zhang Zhidong, dressed in a police uniform, was lecturing him righteously and sternly.

Perhaps because Zhang Zhidong's aura and radiance were so dazzling and upright, Jiuge was surprisingly not afraid.

"His name was Zhang Zhidong, and he was a great people's policeman in his lifetime," An Chen said casually, pointing to Zhang Zhidong, who was still radiating golden light.

"Oh, it's him."

Jiuge nodded thoughtfully.

She had also heard a little about Zhang Zhidong's sacrifice six months ago.

Jiuge also felt regretful for a long time back then...

It's truly heartbreaking to see such an outstanding police officer gone.

Continuing to look at An Chen, Jiu Ge gestured for him to quickly explain the current situation.

Putting aside the bratty kid, even if she happened not to be afraid of Zhang Zhidong's spirit, An Chen's act of bringing an unfamiliar spirit into the house made her very angry.

“Zhang Zhidong has a strong sense of justice, and the golden light emanating from his body has a strong deterrent effect on most spirits. Because he sensed Mao Maotou’s prank, he took the initiative to come with me to uphold justice,” An Chen explained calmly.

"?"

Jiuge showed an expression of disbelief at this statement.

Although she was happy that there were still spirits with a strong sense of justice like Zhang Zhidong in the world, her intuition told her that An Chen was talking nonsense.

“It’s true. His twin brother lives right next door to us, so he can sense that there are fresh, mischievous child spirits here who need to be educated.”

An Chen shrugged and looked at Zhang Zhidong.

Sensing An Chen's gaze and overhearing their conversation, Zhang Zhidong stopped lecturing Mao Maotou and raised his head.

He paused for a moment, then hesitated before speaking, "Madam, he's right. That's true. My younger brother, Zhang Zhidao, is also a policeman, and he lives in the building next door."

Since he had promised not to reveal An Chen's secret, he had no choice but to give a false answer.

Seeing that Zhang Zhidong's attention had been diverted, Mao Maotou took the opportunity to hide behind An Chen.

"..."

Time seemed to stand still as Jiuge dominated the golden-glowing living room with complete silence.

A moment later, the cat's meow broke the awkward atmosphere.

"Meow~"

Milk Candy happily rubbed against Zhang Zhidong's phantom image, seemingly enjoying the aura he exuded.

"What a spirited cat! Not bad! It has a bright future!" Zhang Zhidong exclaimed.

"That's how it is. From now on, Zhang Zhidong will take care of Mao Mao, so you won't have to worry about him all the time."

As he spoke, An Chen pulled out the little cat from behind him and threw it directly at Zhang Zhidong.

Seeing the toddler being thrown over, Zhang Zhidong habitually caught it.

"Waaah..." Mao Maotou looked miserable and made a fist gesture towards An Chen.

An Chen glared at him, and he loosened his fist again.

“Good! Then leave him to me to take care of! Don’t worry! In my hands, he will definitely grow into a four-good spirit body!” The burly Zhang Zhidong said, pausing between each sentence, showing no anger at all because An Chen had taken it upon himself to leave the task of taking care of the child to him.

As a proud police officer, I must never abandon people when they encounter difficulties!

“Yeah. With Zhang Zhidong around, we don’t have to worry about mischievous spirits popping up in the apartment every now and then.” An Chen scratched Naitang’s chin and said to Jiu Ge.

Chapter 20 I thought you weren't afraid

"What do you mean?" Jiuge's eyes turned cold again.

To her, these words sounded as if Zhang Zhidong was going to live there or visit her home frequently.

Although Jiuge is not afraid of this spirit now, it doesn't mean she will be immune in the future.

Most importantly, she has social anxiety and may not be able to communicate normally with unfamiliar people.

“He’s a champion of justice, and you’re not afraid of him. If he encounters a particularly mischievous spirit, he can arrive at the speed of light. No matter how you analyze it, we’re not at a disadvantage.”

As he spoke, An Chen smiled gently at Jiu Ge.

Seeing An Chen's smile, Jiu Ge was reminded of that magical scene from her dream.

Clearing her mind, she twirled a strand of her hair, still somewhat hesitant.

It seems that, just as he said, there are only benefits and no drawbacks.