Chapter 75 As the electric scooter's lights went out, the basement became even darker. This was for adjusting…

As the electric scooter's lights went out, the basement became even darker. This was not good news for the investigators. After all, they weren't rats in the gutter; they weren't used to operating in such dim light.

Moreover, the extinguishing of that light did not feel like a good omen; it was as if one's own hope had been extinguished.

However, He Zhao didn't think that way, because she knew that her electric scooter was a product of the system's advanced technology—it had unlimited energy and would never run out of power, no matter how long it ran. It was a magical electric scooter. Even though it looked damaged and somewhat disheveled now, the fact that it had unlimited energy remained unchanged, and its lights wouldn't turn off on their own.

That just means someone thought it was in the way of the doorway and moved it away.

He Zhao didn't think it would be reinforcements from the villains, because if they were going to do something big, they would definitely mobilize all their forces, leaving at most some troops back in their hometowns. There was no way they would send reinforcements at this time. Instead, she thought it was the bureau chief who had brought his men.

Thinking of this, He Zhao's mind stirred, and she wanted to shout for everyone to hold on a little longer, because reinforcements would be here soon! But then she thought, what if her words made Hua Hua think that her father didn't deserve to die, and she would instantly turn against the light and join the darkness?

So He Zhao could only remain calm and continue to persuade Hua Hua to return to the right path. Just as He Zhao was muttering to himself, Hua Hua's expression suddenly changed, and she looked towards the door. At that moment, a clear sound came from the doorway, and people carrying flashlights filed in.

The beam of the flashlight shone in, causing everyone inside to squint and close their eyes slightly, feeling uncomfortable. Before their eyes could adjust to the light, they heard a voice beside them: "Thank you for your hard work! We're here!"

That voice clearly belongs to the bureau chief.

He Zhao was worried that his guests would be taken away by the investigators who didn't know the truth, so he immediately shouted, "Don't hit the ghost! The ghost is one of us! Listen to me, the ghost should cover its head and squat down first, and not resist!" That's how the bad guys in TV dramas are, until all the power is lost and they can only cover their heads and squat down to beg not to be beaten.

Although her guests had a good attitude this time, she had no choice but to do it this way to avoid being mistaken for someone else.

Most of the guests followed He Zhao's instructions. Only the Mud Demon cried out in the darkness, "Boss! Boss! What do I do?! I don't have a head!"

He Zhao was speechless. She could only add, "Take off your hat, as if you're bowing your head!"

The Mud Demon readily complied, taking off its little hat and clutching it tightly to its chest. It loved its little cape and hat dearly and absolutely couldn't let them get damaged. Of course, the Mud Demon's favorite thing was its little trident, but unfortunately, it shattered during this encounter.

It was truly rotten, like a deflated balloon, beyond repair. This deeply saddened the Mud Demon, who was convinced it was all He Zhao's fault. Of course it was! He Zhao had always said his trident would break, and that's why it actually broke!

Some things are just not meant to be said!

The Mud Demon clutched its little hat, mourning its trident in its heart. It secretly wondered if, if it were to swallow its pride and go to He Zhao, whispering its pleas, she might consider its exceptional effort this time and make it a new trident for it.

The Mud Demon's troubles were minor, but the villains' troubles were major; they knew the consequences of being caught by the Countermeasures Bureau. If caught, it wouldn't just be the death penalty, but also the complete annihilation of their souls, with no one to perform rites for their souls' salvation, and even the inability to reincarnate!

So even now, they are putting up a last-ditch resistance, but they have no power to fight back against the number of reinforcements from the Countermeasures Bureau. Several people were shot dead on the spot, and their souls were even captured by ropes that He Zhao had never seen before.

He Zhao looked on with emotion, but then noticed that Qiao Yanyu could no longer stand; her body was swaying and she looked as if she was about to fall.

He Zhao knew something was wrong, but luckily she was close to Qiao Yanyu and immediately reached out to hug her. However, when Qiao Yanyu fell, she had no strength at all and her whole body pressed down on He Zhao. Caught off guard, He Zhao stumbled and could only fall to the ground with the force of Qiao Yanyu's fall.

Fortunately, he wasn't injured, but He Zhao felt a little pain.

As more and more members of the Countermeasures Bureau joined the battle, the villains were eventually forced to either surrender or have their souls captured. Only the main villain remained, staring in disbelief: "How could this be?! How could you have arrived so quickly?! This is impossible! I clearly had a backup plan in the city! Those ghosts were supposed to hold you back! They're all useless things, they couldn't even hold you back! I just had them try to cause some trouble! Trash! A bunch of useless trash! They can't even handle ordinary people!"

Hearing the main villain's incredulous ramblings, the countermeasures bureau couldn't really explain the reason to him. Mainly, the matter itself seemed incredibly unbelievable to them as well.

At first, they were indeed thrown into chaos by the villains' schemes, with a bunch of little devils running rampant in the city and harming many ordinary citizens. But gradually, they discovered that, in addition to those troublemakers, there were also some devils wandering around the city carrying disposable lunch boxes filled with rice.

Just as the director said, they not only did not harm ordinary people, but also helped them escape the harassment of those malevolent spirits. Some of them even came to the investigators of the Countermeasures Bureau for help because they couldn't handle them on their own.

On New Year's Eve, ghosts roamed the city, but a mix of good and bad spirits drastically reduced their workload. Later, the bureau chief even brought out a crucial prop, allowing him to deduce the mastermind's location and find the trail directly without taking any wrong turns.

Incidentally, He Zhao was able to find this place because Hua Hua's crying was so loud, and the Mud Demon was particularly familiar with its cries, so it only took her a little effort to find it. If it were just He Zhao and Wang Yu, they would have had a hard time finding such a large area of ​​the mountain.

However, He Zhao deserves 99% of the credit for being able to arrive so quickly.

The bureau chief knew this too, so he immediately gave Wang Yu a wink, signaling her to go help He Zhao. But Wang Yu was still immersed in the excitement of "Great! I'm saved! I've survived another ordeal! I don't have to die so soon!" and didn't see the bureau chief's look at her at all.

The bureau chief sighed and called out, "Wang Yu!"

Wang Yu belatedly realized the director's task and ran over to help He Zhao. She first pulled He Zhao out of the water, and then together they supported Qiao Yanyu, preparing to take her out first and then to the hospital. But before they left, the worried "stitched water ghost" called out to He Zhao.

"Boss, am I... alright?"

The flashlight beam was exceptionally bright, illuminating the stitched-up water ghost, making it almost transparent. Its eyes were pitiful; it looked as if the ghost was about to shatter—literally, it was extremely anxious, feeling it was not far from its soul's annihilation. As for the other ghosts, they had been a great help today, and were all good ghosts, so they would definitely be fine.

But just now, in front of so many investigators from the special investigation team, it loudly proclaimed that it had "kissed someone else's ass." The investigators from the Countermeasures Bureau aren't idiots, and besides, the "Sutured Thread Water Ghost" isn't exactly known for its composure. It might just confess everything after a few questions.

It was genuinely worried that the Countermeasures Bureau would eliminate it for barging into the Bureau and kicking someone in the butt.

He Zhao waved his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll come back and get you."

"...Waaah, you have to come back soon!"

They exited from the entrance and found that only He Zhao's old electric scooter remained on the mountain path. The Countermeasures Bureau's vehicle was still parked at the foot of the mountain. After all, the people from the Countermeasures Bureau wouldn't be as rude as He Zhao, whipping the scooter up the mountain and trampling over the flowers and grass. They all honestly walked up the mountain.

They are really fast; they were able to get here so quickly.

He Zhao sighed for a moment, then asked Wang Yu to help him lift Qiao Yanyu onto the rickety electric scooter. Just as Wang Yu was about to ask, "What about me? What am I supposed to do?", she saw He Zhao turn the scooter and dash off like the wind. Wang Yu was stunned and could only turn back to find the bureau chief.

Waaah, it seems I'm not the boss's favorite cutie.

He Zhao drove his electric scooter, bumping along the way, to the foot of the mountain, where people from the Countermeasures Bureau were waiting. Upon seeing the strange tricycle, they immediately came out to greet him. They were all on high alert, thinking someone from the villains' side had escaped.

Until He Zhao shouted at the top of his lungs, "What are you standing there for?! Help save them!"

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that the unfortunate fellow sitting next to He Zhao, who had fallen into a coma, was none other than the bureau's renowned lone wolf senior. Immediately, the group hurriedly lifted Qiao Yanyu into the ambulance that was already waiting, and He Zhao also abandoned his tricycle and frantically climbed in.

System: […Host, you absolutely must come back and find the food truck! It's very expensive.]

"What are you yelling about? Huh? Is this what we're talking about?! So the system is no good, you have no heart at all."

The system had really messed with Mu Qiang, getting a good scolding from He Zhao. It immediately shut up and started spinning in He Zhao's mind. He Zhao followed her all the way to the emergency room, only stopping to rest briefly at the entrance. Then a passing nurse saw her, pulled her up, and took her to the emergency room as well.

He Zhao wasn't actually injured; she'd just scraped herself when she fell, leaving some bruises on her back. She felt much better after applying the medicine. She went back to the emergency room and continued waiting. After Qiao Yanyu was wheeled out, a nurse pulled her along to the ward.

This hospital wasn't public; even its name looked odd on the map. It was clearly a small clinic specifically for investigators, but its medical equipment was quite good. He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu were assigned to a double room, which was spacious and clean.

After the doctor had arranged for everyone to leave, only He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu remained in the ward.

He Zhao lay on her side facing Qiao Yanyu, who was still asleep, but her breathing had noticeably calmed down. She reached out and touched Qiao Yanyu's arm with her fingers.

The warm touch made He Zhao breathe a sigh of relief.