Chapter 120 The tall guy left, and the one who had been squatting next to him eating finished too, and put down his bowl and chopsticks...

The tall man left, and the other person who had been squatting nearby eating finished too. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, paid, wiped his mouth, and left. Before leaving, he didn't forget to mention, "Then please take good care of my affairs. I also want to be reincarnated as soon as possible!"

This person's situation is simple; he was killed in a drunk driving accident, but because the case hasn't been resolved, he hasn't been able to fulfill his wish to be reincarnated. Qiao Yanyu urged him slightly to speed up the case, saying that she would show him the case summary once it was closed.

Qiao Yanyu nodded, and it left contentedly.

After all the guests left, He Zhao couldn't help but ask Qiao Yanyu, "Why did you let Zhang Shuyao leave? She clearly didn't do anything wrong." In He Zhao's mind, she definitely wanted to stay at school and then slap them in the face, letting them know what the consequences of bullying her would be.

He Zhao was being too self-centered. She acted this way because she was a very confident contestant. But Qiao Yanyu didn't think Zhang Shuyao possessed He Zhao's level of confidence. In fact, Zhang Shuyao had been bullied for a long time before her mother discovered the bullying.

Even if it is later proven that Cui Zhe was indeed at fault, and all the classmates know what kind of person Cui Zhe is, the fact that the classmates bullied Zhang Shuyao or turned a blind eye to her being bullied will not change.

How will Zhang Shuyao get along with these classmates after this? Whether they feel guilty and treat Zhang Shuyao better than before, or they ignore her even more because of embarrassment, it is not a good thing for Zhang Shuyao.

Therefore, the best way is to get out of this suffocating environment and embrace a new life.

It was definitely not Zhang Shuyao's fault, but there is more to this world than just right and wrong.

Qiao Yanyu explained her thoughts to He Zhao in detail. He Zhao scratched her head; she hadn't thought of that. After understanding, she exclaimed, "Sister Qiao, you're such a gentle person!"

Qiao Yanyu is often serious, with her brows slightly furrowed. Coupled with her overly dashing personality, she can give the impression of being difficult to get along with. This is the first time Qiao Yanyu has ever been described as "so gentle."

She didn't consider herself gentle at all; in fact, in the eyes of the ghosts she killed or captured, she was probably as terrifying as the reincarnation of Yama, the King of Hell. Qiao Yanyu was decisive; no matter what tragic story the ghost had behind it, it couldn't move her.

But He Zhao found her very gentle.

Qiao Yanyu's heart softened, and she softly said, "I...I'm definitely not as good as you think..."

"No way, it's super, super, super good!" He Zhao used "super" three times in a row, which made Qiao Yanyu laugh as well.

While the two were deeply in love, Wang Yu, propping his head up, guarded Li Xia's body. Just like yesterday, several wandering spirits tried to possess Li Xia's body, but Wang Yu dealt with them all one by one. Wang Yu was even more direct than Qiao Yanyu; Qiao Yanyu might arrest the attackers, but Wang Yu usually chose to let them simply vanish into thin air.

Wang Yu yawned, genuinely feeling incredibly bored. The room was dimly lit, with only the glow of the soul-guiding candles. If this were any kind of formal work, Wang Yu would probably have already found a place to slack off and sleep. After all, the tasks assigned to her usually involved going out with a partner. Even if she fell asleep, there was still the other investigator keeping watch, allowing Wang Yu a legitimate excuse to slack off.

But Wang Yu found this task herself, and the thought of those people being terrified of Li Xia, their legs going weak, filled her with excitement.

It can only be said that Qiao Yanyu truly understands Wang Yu; when faced with such unreliable situations, she becomes remarkably reliable.

After Li Xia had scared everyone and returned to her body, she chatted with Wang Yu about the frightening process and discussed areas for improvement. Wang Yu had her own opinions on this, and she completely changed her earlier boredom, launching into a long, enthusiastic discussion with Li Xia.

"First of all, your scenario is too limited. You can't always be in alleys or corridors. You need to make it more lifelike. Here's what we'll do: tomorrow, after Cui Zhe's school lets out in the evening, we'll sneak in and observe their classroom. Then, you can create a scenario for him in the school, where he's bullying Zhang Shuyao. When he's really into it, you can first turn Zhang Shuyao into a ghost, and then immediately transform Zhang Shuyao into her father!"

"I guarantee that if I follow this plan, Cui Zhe will be scared half to death. He'll even change his route if he sees Zhang Shuyao again, for fear of seeing her!"

"And another thing, we'll secretly find the confession wall at Cui Zhe's school and post what he did on the confession wall. Then—hehe, Cui Zhe might be so scared that he won't even dare to go to school."

Li Xia had been listening intently until the part about hanging up a confession wall came up, at which point she hesitated: "Isn't that a bit inappropriate..."

"What's wrong with that? And what are you pretending for? You look so excited, it doesn't seem like you're scared at all. You're actually looking forward to it, aren't you? Stop pretending, I can see right through you." Wang Yu's mind works particularly fast when it comes to unreliable things, and Li Xia didn't expect that Wang Yu, who is usually so innocent, could see through her feigned reluctance at a glance.

This made Li Xia a little embarrassed. She chuckled twice but didn't reply.

Wang Yu didn't care at all whether she responded or not. Instead, she excitedly pulled out the guy's information: "Look at this. I researched this guy beforehand. His room is on the 12th floor, and his bedroom has a window. Here's what you do: when you enter his dream, pretend to be a ghost and knock on his window from the outside. When he wakes up from your fright and looks up to see his bedroom window, he'll probably be scared half to death. Hehehe, whether he's asleep or awake, he'll be uneasy, afraid that a ghost will come back to haunt him."

She became more and more excited as she talked, and even couldn't help but praise herself as a genius.

Li Xia, however, felt that this wouldn't work. She had to base her dreams on reality, and only places she had actually seen could be replicated in her dreams. That's why she always took those people to alleys and corridors, places that everyone had been to and that were everyday scenes, making it less likely that the people she pulled into her dreams would notice anything amiss.

But Wang Yu's description was too specific; how could she possibly visualize that guy's bedroom?

Confused by this, Wang Yu forgot her earlier pretense of composure and frowned as she asked Li Xia about it. Who knew that Wang Yu's claim of being prepared was genuine? She directly opened a social media app, went into her browsing history, and showed it to Li Xia.

"Look, look, this is that guy's bedroom. He always tries to portray himself as someone who loves studying, so he often posts photos of himself studying late into the night on social media. He also posts pictures of his bedroom to tell netizens how bad his family's conditions are, in order to gain their sympathy."

Li Xia leaned closer, and sure enough, based on what this guy had posted, they could almost reconstruct the man's home. Li Xia was still a little curious: "Why is he posting this online? What's in it for him to gain sympathy?"

“Maybe someone will send him money after seeing this. This kind of person, who comes from a poor family but is still hardworking and eager to learn, is the most likely to evoke pity.” Wang Yu said, then continued, “Would it work if we could visualize his bedroom based on these photos?”

Li Xia nodded, very confidently: "Yes."

This was the first time she felt her ability was so useful, the first time she used it so happily, and the first time she felt so adept at it. Before, she had only used her ability to create a long-distance calling software, which made Li Xia feel utterly useless.

But now, she was punishing someone to protect a bullied little girl, which made Li Xia feel that her abilities had value. So Li Xia was particularly excited, and the words of refusal she had uttered before were all reactions from a working-class person who was afraid of being scolded by the bureau chief.

Wang Yu also noticed this, and immediately patted his chest with great loyalty, promising: "If the director scolds you later, just push all the blame onto me, say that I coerced you! If she wants to scold you, she can scold me instead!"

"My dear sister!" Li Xia was moved to tears, and she became even more serious about pretending to be a ghost to scare people. All the rules about not attacking ordinary people were completely forgotten. She was going to attack ordinary people! She had to! What fun would it be to attack investigators? They were all so wary; there was no way she could get in. Besides, she was doing something righteous; she was a good person!

With Wang Yu and Li Xia, this pair of brilliant strategists, those other people were truly suffering. Dark circles under their eyes became contagious, one worse than the next, especially Cui Zhe, who received special attention; he had both dark circles and eye bags, and even the teacher who had previously gone to the police station for him noticed.

The teacher called him into the office and inquired about his situation in detail. The matter at the police station wasn't over yet; they had previously agreed not to disturb the children's studies for the time being, and to continue discussions at the police station this weekend. The teacher assumed that this incident had caused Cui Zhe so much anxiety and distress, which was why things had turned out this way.

But after talking with Cui Zhe, the teacher discovered that he had been having nightmares for the past two days. This made the teacher sigh. Although she had been somewhat biased towards Cui Zhe because of his family background, she knew that he had indeed done something wrong. "If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear." The teacher didn't believe in ghosts, but she couldn't help feeling guilty. If Cui Zhe wasn't feeling guilty, why would he have such nightmares for two consecutive days?

Even as a teacher, I had to say, "Cui Zhe, I think there's some misunderstanding between you and Zhang Shuyao. Mediation is definitely necessary, and I will try my best to help you. But if you've made a mistake, you have to accept the consequences. I hope you will apologize to Zhang Shuyao properly before the weekend and stop being so stubborn."

Cui Zhe lowered his head, feeling that his teacher had no idea what he had been through. But what the teacher said wasn't entirely unreasonable—was it possible that as long as he apologized to Zhang Shuyao and stopped bullying her, the donor would never appear in his dreams again?