In City A of Beijing, a car slowly stopped in front of the Night Starers headquarters building, and two women got out.

In the dim sky, a light rain continued to fall. Coco, holding an umbrella, looked at the towering building that seemed to pierce the clouds with some surprise.

"Is this the Night Star Headquarters? It's huge."

Coco swallowed hard, while Han Xiaoxiao, who was wrapped in bandages, seemed much calmer and started walking inside. Coco quickly followed.

Upon entering the building, Zhou Fan's secretary greeted them and led them straight to their destination.

The two followed the secretary into the elevator and took it.

Standing in the elevator, Coco stood somewhat awkwardly behind her secretary, and Han Xiaoxiao remained silent, creating an awkward atmosphere.

Finally, Coco couldn't help but ask the secretary a question in a timid voice.

"May I ask where Hera is now?" Her tone held a hint of worry and concern.

The secretary raised an eyebrow slightly. "[HeLa Cells] are currently being held in a special underground detention center in this building, under the supervision of several professionals."

The secretary adjusted her half-rimmed glasses and gave a curt reply.

Coco became even more worried, "Was she tortured or anything like that...?"

"Are you really that concerned about it?"

At this moment, Han Xiaoxiao suddenly looked at Keke with a cold face. Keke knew she was in the wrong and lowered her head. "I was just curious..."

"Due to its special nature, the HeLa cells are fixed in place by countless steel nails, and a heavy machine gun is also installed below them to prevent them from escaping."

As soon as the secretary finished speaking, Coco's body trembled violently. At the same time, the elevator dinged and arrived at the floor, slowly opening its doors.

"Let's go, let's go give our statement."

Coco and Han Xiaoxiao followed the secretary out of the elevator and headed towards the place where they were to give their statements.

Walking down the street, Coco looked around curiously, and then saw an elderly woman who looked to be nearly sixty years old, carrying a pile of things and a black and white photograph, crying and muttering to herself.

"My son..."

The person in the black and white photograph in her hand was Liu Xiaogang, but Coco didn't recognize him. She just felt that the old lady was a pitiful person.

Then another woman with a cold and beautiful appearance and a great figure walked out of a room with a gloomy face, holding an envelope with a suicide note written on it.

Among them, a girl with dyed yellow hair and an earring, who looked like a gangster, sat on a bench, chewing gum and playing on her phone, completely out of place.

Coco glanced at it with some curiosity, then left with her secretary.

After the three left, the spirited young woman remained seated, casually playing on her phone.

Just then, he heard angry shouts and curses coming from the room next to his.

"What do you mean?! What do you mean he donated it! That's our money!"

Inside the house, the staff member in charge of distributing compensation to the families of those who died in battle looked on with a headache at a couple who were hurling insults at each other.

"I'm sorry, you two, but Sun Hai's will clearly states that half of his pension will be donated to an orphanage. There's nothing we can do about it, but he still left half for you."

Staff members tried to persuade Sun Hai's parents, but they remained adamant.

"Half is only two million! That's like giving money to beggars! The man is dead; as his parents, we should give him all the money!"

"Gentlemen!" The staff member could no longer contain himself. "If you two insist on causing trouble, I don't mind taking legal action!"

Seeing this, the elderly couple stopped arguing, glared at him angrily, and then took the two million to leave.

"Wait a moment."

"What is it now?" The elderly couple turned around impatiently, and the staff handed them a letter. "This is Sun Hai's suicide note."

"Not interested, throw it away." The two turned and left without paying any attention.

The staff member sighed helplessly and carefully placed the suicide note into a dusty cabinet.

The couple hurried out and called out to the young woman who was still playing on her phone.

"Let's go, stop playing around! That unlucky brother of yours, we shouldn't have had him in the first place!"

"Oh." Sun Hai's sister stood up, still looking down at her phone, and followed the elderly couple away.

After the group left, the staff began to tidy up. Just as they were about to leave the room, the door was slowly pushed open again.

An elderly man with trembling steps slowly walked in.

The staff member frowned; he didn't recall any family member of the special investigation team. Was there such a person?

The old man, seeing the staff member, spoke somewhat nervously.

"Um, are you in charge of the aftermath?"

The staff member nodded. "Ma'am, is there anything I can help you with?"

The old man closed the door, walked up to the staff, and tremblingly pulled a package wrapped in newspaper from his bag.

The newspaper was already yellowed, and the old man shakily opened it, revealing it full of crumpled banknotes.

"Grandma, what are you doing?" the staff member asked, puzzled.

The old woman then stuffed the money into the staff member's hand, saying, "Take this money and use it to hold a funeral for Xiaohai. He was a good boy, and his body shouldn't be left to rot in the wilderness."

The staff member was momentarily stunned. "Grandma, what is your relationship with Sun Hai?"

The old woman lowered her head. "I'm just his neighbor, but this child has always taken good care of me. Although he seems cold, he is indeed a good child. Please help me."

The staff member felt a lump in their throat and returned the money.

"Don't worry, ma'am, we'll take care of Sun Hai's funeral, and it will be a very grand affair!"

"real?"

"Really!" The staff member looked at the old lady seriously, and the old lady was relieved.

"Okay, thank you, young man. I'm relieved. Since you've troubled me with all this, here's some money for you."

After saying that, he took out a few crumpled bills and tried to hand them to the staff member, but was quickly stopped by him.

"No, no, ma'am, we're just doing our job. I appreciate your kindness."

The staff helped the elderly woman put the money away, and secretly slipped in a few hundred more yuan, wrapped it in newspaper, and handed it to her.

"Please take the money. And thank you for your concern. Captain Sun Hai will be very happy in heaven."

The old lady nodded quickly, "Then I won't bother you any longer," and turned to leave.

"Take care, old lady!"

The staff waved to her, instantly dispelling her bad mood.

While packing up, they discovered that one family member had not yet arrived.

“Fengxuan’s father…” the staff member muttered, then sighed again.

Every time, they encounter all sorts of bizarre family members, especially those like Sun Hai's, who make the staff grit their teeth just thinking about them.

When she called the other party and found out that he had already arrived, she took Fengxuan's belongings and went to find him.