You cut yourself just to watch us drop our little pearls?

The old director sighed, then turned his attention to Wen Chun and Wang Lei again.

"You two are our police department's experts in solving cases. Xiaochun has only been here for a year, but he was sent by the higher-ups and has made a lot of contributions in this year. As for Xiaolei... I don't need to say much."

"In the following investigation, I will allocate all the resources of the police station to you. At the same time, I will apply for assistance from above. We must solve this case as quickly as possible! Give the people justice!"

"Yes!"

Wen Chun walked out of the director's office with a gloomy face. Looking at Wang Lei, who had a very unhappy expression on his face, he patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"Let's go. Looks like we'll have to work overtime for a while."

"Um……"

……

Ruan Ziwen was walking home from get off work, with the Buddhist beads around his neck that the old monk had given him a year ago.

That day, he chatted a lot with the old monk, and the monk even invited him to have a vegetarian meal.

Although there was no meat, he ate it with special relish. It was not until nightfall that he took the No. 44 bus and returned home.

That day touched him deeply, and he began to search for the meaning of life, or as the old monk said, to search for his "desire".

But...things change unpredictably. He got another chance for vacation half a year later, so he drove to the "small mountain temple" again. But when he went back, there was no one there.

After asking the nearby villagers, he learned that the unknown monk passed away not long after he visited...

Alas... Things are unpredictable, but life must go on...

Ruan Ziwen was waiting for the bus, but he unconsciously touched the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. Every time he touched the beads, he would feel much more at ease.

"Squeak..."

The bus came, and the rusty door opened to him. He walked on without any concern.

Today... there are so few people on this bus...

Chapter 12 Timid and Humble

"Hello everyone, I'm Dudu! A timid and humble boy! Since I was a child, I didn't even dare to eat shit. Today, I'm going to play a game called "Dead Soul Line". I feel so scared!"

Dudu, the up-host of the spoof game area of ​​AC Station, greeted the audience in the live broadcast room in a very "friendly" way with his extremely rough roaring voice.

[He appeared! It’s that timid and humble man! ]

【Ghost: I'm starting to get scared! 】

[What I mean is, it’s been so many years, when can you have a bite?]

[It’s started! The live broadcast is roaring back! 】

Looking at the reactions of the audience in the live broadcast room, Dudu nodded with great satisfaction. As expected of his fans, they always agree on what to eat and what to poop! It's really reassuring!

I clicked into the game "Dead Soul Line". On the main interface of the game, lines of blood-red were intertwined with each other like a spider web.

【Start your story】

"Death Soul Line, activate!"

"Squeak..."

A sound like spider silk binding the body came from the speakers, and the dark picture changed, and a young office worker appeared in the picture.

……

It's so quiet tonight... There's no one on the street. It's obviously time to get off work. Normally, you can't get a seat on the bus at this time. If you're unlucky, you can only wait for the next bus...

Could it be that the last bus today left earlier? Is this the next one?

Then he is so lucky, he can enjoy the tranquility of riding home alone today.

He sat on the left side of the bus near the window, and opposite him was the exit door at the rear of the bus.

The street outside was dimly lit, but empty. Was it a festival today? Or was there something big going on?

Ruan Ziwen was a little confused, but he didn't think too much about it.

Maybe... it's because he worked overtime too late today...

Leaning back in the chair, he put the earphones that symbolize autism into his ears, and the red app on his phone was playing emo tunes.

"I am still here, in this rainy, damp place where no one cares..."

……

"Oh! The boy has great taste! This music is so exciting!"

Dudu, who had no sense of crisis at all, was completely attracted by the music, as if... the empty streets, the abnormally quiet bus, the passengers and the driver with strange faces were all just decorations!

[Indeed, it’s good quality! ]

[Alas, I am a sad ghost at work and emo after get off work. This is exactly my true portrayal! 】

[By the way, this guy has a Buddhist bead hanging around his neck. Could it be a quest item? ]

……

"Provincial Hospital, we're here. Please let others know when you get off the bus. Don't fight for it."

"

The bus slowly stopped by the roadside. Ruan Ziwen was still immersed in the rainy place in his imagination. The passengers on the bus seemed to sense something and stood up and got off the bus.

At the front of the bus, more passengers started to board the bus...

Ruan Ziwen, who was addicted to music, didn't notice anything, but Dudu, with his sharp eyes, found out that something was wrong with these people at a glance!

"Wow! These people got on the bus without swiping their cards! Bus driver! Bus driver! Take care of this! Someone is evading the fare!"

[My goodness, these people look like ghosts at first glance! ]

[They got on the bus at the hospital, looked pale, and didn’t sit down even though there was a seat… More importantly… they didn’t put in any coins! The bus driver didn’t even come to stop them! There must be something fishy going on! ]

[It seems that our protagonist is not moved by this. Will he just take out the RPG from his crotch and kill all these ghosts? ]

【I think it’s uncertain.】

"It seems that our protagonist is quite capable. He remains calm in the face of so many ghosts. He is worthy of being the protagonist of a physical ghost-hunting game!"

Even Dudu felt admiration after seeing Ruan Ziwen's cold and indifferent look!

Without some real skills, who would dare to remain calm in the face of such a scene!

"..."

Ruan Ziwen, who was still immersed in his own world, had no idea that he was surrounded by a group of ghosts in white. He was still humming the music playing in his headphones in his mind and was very high!

The fastest bus ride to his rental house takes half an hour, and during this half hour he can completely forget about his brain and indulge in self-indulgence.

Moreover, his earphones were 80% soundproof. They were originally bought to prevent the distraction of those stupid and idiotic people using their cell phones. Also, he didn't like to look up at the passengers, so naturally he didn't notice anything unusual about the people around him.

At this time, the ghosts that got on the car looked at the living person in the car and were unsure for a moment.

Aren't they the only ones who can ride in this car? When will other people be able to ride in it?

Out of curiosity, the ghosts gently surrounded Ruan Ziwen who was still playing with his phone. They didn't move, but stared at him with their cloudy and slightly red eyes. They could even see him browsing the young ladies on a certain video website...

"Ziwen! What are you doing! How can you let all the old people watch such vulgar things! Why not just send it to me? I am a pervert who likes this kind of thing!"

【Large-scale TV series... Evil Dead! 】

[A pervert is not a demon! (Angry)

【What about me, a poor guy? 】

【Then I am a ghost...】

[Then I am a female ghost...]

[Don't leave, you little female devil! I'm here to teach you a lesson! ]

……

The capital of China, the headquarters of the Abnormal Events Investigation Team.

A Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face in a golden robe sat on the observatory, his brows deeply furrowed, as if he sensed something ominous.

"Dee-dee-dee! Dee-dee-dee! Dee-dee-dee!"

A very urgent alarm sounded from the rooftop! The Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face suddenly opened his eyes, revealing his amber eyes!

He looked towards the south intently, pure mana surged into his eyes, and he made spells in his hands quickly, and his whole body was shining brightly! The Ziwei star in the sky actually lit up clearly under the Taoist's exercise!

"puff!!!"

A stream of pure blood gushed out of the Taoist priest's mouth!

"Natsu Hai...Natsu Hai! I'm going to be robbed by a ghost!"

……

"Kaka..."

Wang Lei looked at Wen Chun, who was maintaining the rifle very skillfully in front of him, with an incredible look on his face. He stared at him as if he had just met him.

"Why are you looking at me? It's just a gun. You should have come into contact with it before."

After pushing the bullet with talismans engraved on it and cinnabar on the tip into the magazine, Wen Chun rolled his eyes at Wang Lei speechlessly.

"You...you didn't say you were doing this! I wouldn't be surprised if you were a retired soldier or a city soldier, but..."

Wang Lei pointed at the team members who were covered with talismans.

"You said you were exorcists?"

Chapter 13 This game is right!

"No one believes it, not even me, but it is the truth, there is nothing we can do about it."

Wen Chun was also helpless about this. He knew that for a staunch materialist, the idea that there really were unscientific things like souls and ghosts in the world would be very shocking. But from now on, Wang Lei's ability to accept this was pretty good.

At the very least, he didn't lie on the ground crying or making a fuss because his worldview had collapsed.

In fact, Wen Chun also didn't want him to know his identity. He was originally investigating the case in the police station, but who knew that a document suddenly came out from above saying that the old Taoist priest had given a message that something big was going to happen in Xiahai City!

As a result, Xiahai City, which was already under martial law, was placed under martial law again. Now the inspections for entering and leaving Xiahai City are stricter than those for entering Kyoto!

That old Taoist priest is currently the only old Taoist priest in a golden robe in China. His prediction will not be wrong. Something big is really going to happen in Xiahai City. The 38-death serial murder case that occurred a year later was a sign!

He knew it all happened very suddenly, but there was no time for them to react.

The Abnormal Events Investigation Bureau has been mobilized in full force. Two thousand people have come out of a total of more than three thousand people, but for a city as big as Xiahai, the number of people is still too small.

They didn't know what would happen, and the old Taoist priest didn't say anything more specific, but just said that what happened in Xiahai City would affect the survival of the entire China!

This has to make everyone pay attention!

No one knows what will happen. What they can do now is to find the cause of everything as much as possible before it happens, and nip it in the bud!

"So... our previous case was also caused by a ghost?"

Wang Lei, who accepted the worldview of Wen Chun and others with great difficulty, swallowed silently and asked Wen Chun in a bitter voice.

"It's like this. Compared to this time, the last time was just a small fight."

Wen Chun shook his head and threw the magazine filled with bullets to Wang Lei.

Wang Lei took the magazine in a panic. Looking at the black magazine with a spell-like mark carved on it with cinnabar, he suddenly felt his worldview shattered.

"This is a small yang fire array. It can add yang fire to bullets. It is most convenient for those ghosts with pure yin bodies."

Wen Chun explained to Wang Lei very considerately.

"I...Okay, thank you."

"It's okay. In fact, you shouldn't have come with us."

Shaking his head at the stubborn Wang Lei, Wen Chun's eyes were full of regret.

If he doesn't come into contact with these, he can continue to be a good police officer, but if he comes into contact with these... he will have to prepare for "Ten Years of Taoist Priesthood and Eight Years of Examination."

"Don't worry, didn't that little girl just say that I have the potential to become a Taoist priest?"

Wang Lei forced a smile and pointed to the "little girl" not far behind him who was still wiping the thick gun barrel.