For some unknown reason, after a few days of quiet, ghosts across the country suddenly became restless again.
It seemed that Fang Zong's matter was resolved, and the ghosts stopped watching and started doing their own things. So the powerful figures and great generals from various sects hurriedly returned, leaving Fang Zong and the little yellow cat to enter the Taiwan Police Station on their own.
The Taiwan Police Department was in a state of chaos. As an international metropolis, the police have an exceptionally heavy workload.
Fang Zong walked through the corridor amidst countless surprised and excited gazes, and only after entering the monitoring room did things quiet down a bit.
The monitoring room is a huge room containing the entire island's surveillance system. After entering through a hidden door, the room becomes smaller, but surprisingly spacious.
There were only eighteen large, curved screens in the room. Opposite the screens were ordinary desks and chairs, but an office worker carried in a sofa and asked Fang Zong to sit down.
After all the office staff left, the person in charge pointed to the screen and said, "Sir Thug, this is Zeng Rou, the one you are looking for."
Fang Zong nodded and glanced at the surveillance footage.
It's quite obvious that the first four large screens show Zeng Rou's workplace, the next ten show her home, and the remaining four are likely footage of her being followed.
Fang Zong noticed that Zeng Rou was very beautiful, and her small mouth contained a wealth of expressions.
When she's happy, she pouts and makes a funny face; when she's angry, her pouty lips could hold a small oil lamp. She seems like a lively and cheerful girl, but when she's focused intently on something, she exudes a particularly aloof and cool aura.
"Meow, not bad looking," Hu Batian muttered.
Fang Zong nodded, not surprised at all.
Zhao Xiao has already said that a "confession of life and death" is not something that just anyone can write. It must be written by a deity who once held a great position and was reincarnated. There are very few deities who would make themselves look ugly like the Eight Immortals.
Moreover, it needs to be in a place with abundant spiritual energy. This is why, even though he knew he was in Taiwan, the Yama ghosts still chose Taiwan as their address.
The island is located at the deepest part of the East China Sea, where the spiritual energy has reached the standard. Unfortunately, the Yama ghost did not expect that the ghost energy he used to trigger the confession of life and death would be detected by Da Huang, who, although a scoundrel, is particularly sensitive to ghost energy.
That call was supposed to be for Zeng Rou, but I cut off the ghostly energy, and it ended up being made to myself.
I believe even that ghost doesn't know about this...
Fang Zong laughed and said, "I wonder who this Zeng Rou was in her past life. If she was a female immortal, that would be good. But if she was a male immortal, then she would be just like Sun Wukong."
"Pfft!" The little yellow cat burst out laughing.
He still remembered Bai Baixue; she was incredibly beautiful. However, when the name Sun Wukong was mentioned, he chuckled and then covered his head in fear.
"You cowardly bully!"
Fang Zong decisively stepped on the little yellow cat and used it as a footrest.
“Sir Thug, please call me anytime if you need anything.”
The person in charge knew that Fang Zong's affairs were confidential, and at his level, he couldn't know too much. He didn't ask anything, and after putting down the fruit and tea, he quietly left the room.
The surveillance footage continued as Fang Zong ate his pastries, quietly waiting for midnight to arrive.
In the dead of night, Zeng Rou was walking home. She was used to this busy life and had walked the dark road home countless times.
But today she inexplicably—no, she became unusually nervous!
"It's 10:30." Zeng Rou glanced at her watch and couldn't help but cover her tender red lips.
It's all his colleagues' fault. Three days ago, after get off work, the male colleagues surrounded her and told her scary ghost stories, hoping to frighten her and get a chance to "heroically" win her over.
At the time, she casually refused, never expecting that the ghost story would happen to her.
The male colleague then deliberately said loudly, "You know what? Never answer a call right before midnight, because that's a hotline from the underworld. If you answer it, the underworld will tell you when you die."
Zeng Rou took it as a joke, but at midnight that day, she actually received a phone call.
"They said I had five days left to live, then they called the day before yesterday and said I had four days left, and yesterday I was gone. It must have been a prank by my male colleague. Hearing that I called the police, he's too scared to call them anymore!"
Zeng Rou talked to herself in the night, trying to convince herself that it was just a prank.
This gave her courage, but when she thought about it, she still felt very strange. And for some reason, she always felt that someone was watching her, staring intently at her!
"Who's really watching me? It's just my imagination, isn't it?"
Zeng Rou quickened her pace to get home.
At the street corner, many people began to change shifts, constantly monitoring Zeng Rou.
Someone else spoke through the earpiece: "Boss, it seems she's spotted us? That's impossible!"
"Ignore her, continue monitoring her."
In the room, Fang Zong yawned and checked the time on his phone.
He had replaced the person in charge of monitoring Zeng Rou with a top-notch special forces soldier from the nearby military region, instead of a policeman from Taiwan. Unfortunately, it still wasn't enough.
Zeng Rou was indeed a big shot in her previous life; she could discover these special forces soldiers even before she had awakened her powers.
"Just keep an eye on your homes, you can leave now."
Fang Zong gave another instruction and looked at the ten surveillance cameras behind him.
Meanwhile, on Zeng Rou's side... she finally... arrived home.
For a woman, the safest place at night is the warm bed and the embrace of her lover. Zeng Rou is single and cannot enjoy the latter for the time being, so she hurriedly washed up and then snuggled into the warm bed.
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