Chapter 95 With Utmost Sincerity

Zhong Wan lowered her eyes, looking at the black and red mist floating in the air before her. With a light touch of her pen, the wisp of black mist seemed to find its direction, carrying the red gas along the pen tip and seeping into the writing on the paper.

The already dark, flowing elegiac couplets appeared even more mysterious, with red resentment mixed in. The characters seemed to tremble slightly, appearing and disappearing as if they had come to life.

With utmost sincerity, we offer this elegiac couplet at the grave, as a sacrifice to Heaven and Earth.

Just as Zhong Wan put down her pen, that cold, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in her mind, sounding even more solemn and dignified than before.

Zhong Wan was slightly taken aback, then realized what was happening. With utmost reverence, she reached out her hands, picked up the funeral scroll, and slowly walked towards the grave.

After she stood still, she turned to look at Xu Siying and said in a deep voice, "Officer Xu, let's go together."

Xu Siying was taken aback, then quickly walked over with a solemn expression.

Smoke swirled before my eyes, and black and red mist rose slowly along with wisps of wispy smoke.

In a daze, Zhong Wan seemed to see something slowly rising from below.

She quickly looked down and saw the yellow starlight slowly rising from the small mound of earth, like a sleeping star awakening, radiating a warm yellow halo.

Zhong Wan's gaze followed them intently, watching them rise, intertwine and swirl with the black and red mist, flowing and colliding in the air before exploding in an instant.

Yellow specks rose into the sky above the black and red mist, gradually dissipating; while the black and red mist gathered and then spread, finally fading away.

Zhong Wan didn't know what these anomalies meant, but at that moment she was truly devout, silently and sincerely praying.

She firmly believes that good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished; right and wrong, cause and effect, are determined by Heaven.

And Heaven... must be clear-headed and just.

[Ding! Detected that the host has triggered a hidden quest—Requiem for the Nameless—after completing a previous task.]

[Ding! Hidden quest completion rate detected: 100%. Quest level rating: SS.]

[Level rewards are being distributed...]

[Discovery complete.]

The familiar system announcement rang in her mind once more. Zhong Wan looked up at the blue sky before her and slowly curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

One hundred percent completion, and it costs two hundred thousand yuan!

But at this moment, she felt unusually calm. She turned her head to look at Xu Siying, who was still somewhat confused, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, your wish has come true."

"Master Zhong?"

Xu Siying was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter, her voice trembling with excitement as she said, "You mean..."

As if understanding her unfinished words, Zhong Wan nodded slightly: "The sleeping souls of heroes will not suffer in vain, and the wicked... will be punished by Heaven."

"Thank you, thank you,"

Xu Siying was very emotional and bowed deeply to Zhong Wan to express her gratitude.

Zhong Wan was taken aback and panicked for a moment. She quickly helped her up, saying, "Don't do that. I can't accept such a big courtesy from you."

Xu Siying straightened up with her help, looked at her flustered face, and couldn't help but laugh.

Unlike when she first arrived, her smile was much more relaxed now.

Master Zhong,

Zhong Wan quickly interrupted, "No, just call me Zhong Wan."

Looking at her earnest eyes, Xu Siying readily nodded: "Okay, then don't be so polite. I'm two years older than you, just call me sister."

"Uh-huh."

Zhong Wan calmly nodded in agreement: "Okay, Sister Xu."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Xu Siying curiously and asked, "Is there anything else, Sister Xu?"

Xu Siying looked at her and smiled a little shyly, "I just wanted to ask if you have any talismans or anything like that for protection."

"Although it's considered superstitious to wear these clothes, I still want to buy some to give to my colleagues."

Zhong Wan fell silent upon hearing this, then turned to Zhong Suisui and asked curiously, "Suisui, are the things I wrote useful to people?"

Meow~

Nestled in Lin Yan'an's arms, Zhong Suisui tilted her head slightly. A glint seemed to flash in her black cat eyes, and after the light faded, she nodded affirmatively at Zhong Wan. [Completion rate over 80% is acceptable.]

Zhong Wan then looked at Xu Siying and nodded: "Okay, I'll get it for you when we get back."

"Yes, that's great."

Xu Siying nodded excitedly and quickly picked up her phone to ask, "How much does it cost? I want to buy more."

Zhong Wan chuckled upon hearing this and shook her head in refusal: "No need to accept money, just consider it a small token of my appreciation."

Xu Siying was taken aback, then quickly thanked her, "Thank you."

"I should be the one saying thank you. Thank you for protecting this land."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the small mounds of earth and said softly, "Officer Xu, can you tell me their story?"

Zhong Wan paused for a moment, then quickly continued, "Just say what I can say, things that don't need to be kept secret. I want to... remember them."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yan'an stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "I also want to remember the heroic deeds of heroes."

Zhong Suisui looked up at its father in confusion, then at its mother.

Seeing their serious expressions, the cat's face also turned serious.

Meow! I'll remember it every year!

Zhong Suisui jumped down from Lin Yan'an's arms, sat upright in front of the grave, her tail wrapped around her paws, and the whole cat looked extremely solemn and dignified.

A hint of a smile flashed in Xu Siying's eyes upon seeing this, while tears silently slid down her cheeks.

She paused for a moment, then pointed to the nearest small mound of earth.

"This belongs to Xiao Yan. She was only 23 years old. She was hit on the head multiple times by drug dealers, but she still insisted on fighting to the death with them and sacrificed her life."

"This is Old Zhang's cenotaph. He was 45 years old. He was killed when a drug dealer detonated a grenade during an arrest, and his body was never found intact..."

"That belonged to Old Yao. He fought with drug dealers, fell into the river, and died. His body has not been found yet..."

"This belongs to Old Wang. He was run over and killed by drug dealers while they were arresting them..."

Xu Siying pointed to each mound one after another, her voice steady yet each word heavy with weight. Beneath each mound lay a heroic sacrifice. A youth cruelly shattered, a silent farewell.

Finally, she pointed to the two small mounds of earth in front of her, closed her eyes briefly, and then continued, her voice choked with emotion, "These two belong to my father and my brother."

"My brother...failed his undercover mission, his ribs were broken, his limbs were skinned and broken, and he died in agony. He was forever frozen at the age of 29."

Xu Siying's voice was heavy and her expression was sorrowful: "My father personally led the rescue team and was shot and killed by drug dealers."

Zhong Wan listened quietly, holding Lin Yan'an's hand tightly, her eyes slightly red.

Zhong Suisui whimpered softly, lowered her round little cat head, and gave a cat salute to the small mound in front of her.

As her voice faded, a sudden, gentle mountain breeze swept by, swirling up the ashes of the paper on the ground, causing them to drift slowly through the air.

Strangely, the ashes carrying sparks did not scatter; instead, they slowly gathered around them... like a silent embrace.

Strangely, the ashes carrying sparks did not scatter; instead, they gently gathered and swirled around them, like a silent embrace.

The twinkling lights, radiating a gentle warmth, softly approached them, as if whispering a farewell and offering solace that no one could hear.

Xu Siying was suddenly startled. She slowly opened her palms, closed her eyes, and let the warm tears silently slide down her cheeks. Her lips trembled slightly, and she murmured almost inaudibly:

"Dad...Brother..."

A wisp of ash, still warm, gently landed in her palm, like a cautious touch, lingering briefly before dissipating in the wind...