Chapter 65 "The situation is quite tricky. They are not ordinary people; they all possess magic. However, they are not very strong..."
"The situation is quite tricky. They are not ordinary people; they all possess magic. They are not particularly powerful, but they are more than capable of dealing with ordinary people. As you know, investigators in rural areas are scarce and lack sufficient strength, which has even led to cases of investigators dying in the line of duty or being brutally murdered by them."
"Furthermore, they're like rats, they move from place to place after a hit, making them very difficult to catch."
The bureau chief sighed: "The higher-ups have set up a special task force to investigate them, but sometimes they just hide and don't commit any crimes for months. By the time they resurface, they're already thousands of miles away."
Qiao Yanyu nodded, still flipping through the mission book. After going through it all, she asked, "Haven't you found out any specific information about them yet?" There was nothing about their identities on the mission book.
Qiao Yanyu could actually guess the reason. First, these guys always committed crimes in remote mountainous areas and rural areas. These places have little surveillance and poor investigative capabilities, so it's understandable that they couldn't find any information or details about their appearance. Second, they are all extraordinary people and events, so it's a piece of cake for them to easily block surveillance.
Ordinary surveillance is easily affected by magic, unless it's a specialized system like the one used by the bureau. However, such surveillance is very expensive and difficult to implement widely. It's only used in some important locations.
But so much time has passed, and there's still no portrait of him, which is a bit outrageous.
This also proves that those people are not to be trifled with.
But Qiao Yanyu was a very confident person. She didn't think she was inferior to others, and as a first-level investigator, she was confident. She accepted the task, and the director reminded her, "The special task force dispatched from above will also come to our city to investigate this matter, and you will need to cooperate with them."
Qiao Yanyu paid little attention to it and said directly, "It doesn't matter, I'll handle it myself."
The director shook her head and sighed, "I thought that your time with He Zhao had at least taught you to rely on and trust others. Qiao Yanyu, sometimes you are too confident. This time, the other side is no ordinary people, and they are in a group. You might not get the better of them by yourself."
At this moment, Qiao Yanyu had already arrived at the door of the bureau chief's office. She leaned against the door frame, glanced back at the bureau chief, and said coldly, "Bureau chief, have you forgotten what my family's secret technique is?"
The bureau chief wouldn't forget, but this time the opponent was indeed extraordinary, so she still reminded them: "If you encounter trouble, ask others for help."
Qiao Yanyu left, riding her motorcycle all the way home. He Zhao was still asleep; the room was quiet and dark. At that moment, Qiao Yanyu felt a little uneasy. When He Zhao was around, he was always chattering away, as if he had endless things to say. Even if he wasn't talking to her, just sitting next to her playing games, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Qiao Yanyu used to think she preferred quiet, but now it seems she prefers the feeling of He Zhao being by her side.
Qiao Yanyu sighed, went back to her room, washed up, and went to bed.
Qiao Yanyu didn't sleep well. She woke up at the slightest sound in her sleep and checked the time; it was past nine o'clock. Qiao Yanyu rubbed her temples and sat up. She hadn't slept for long, after all, after returning with He Zhao the previous night, she had gone to the bureau and talked with the director for a long time.
She returned after that and washed up. After washing up, she didn't go straight to sleep, but instead looked at the information on the forum and the electronic version of the report the director had sent her on her phone. By then, Qiao Yanyu had gone to bed very late and was now awake, having only slept for a few hours in total.
Qiao Yanyu couldn't help but yawn, waking herself up before getting out of bed and washing up in the bathroom. As soon as she opened the bedroom door, she heard He Zhao playing a game. Her phone wasn't very loud, seemingly worried about disturbing Qiao Yanyu's rest, but she would occasionally mutter complaints about how badly her teammates were playing.
The sound wasn't loud, and given that it was in the living room, some distance from the master bedroom, a normal person shouldn't be able to hear it. But even this faint sound in the house was enough to wake Qiao Yanyu up.
Upon seeing Qiao Yanyu, He Zhao was taken aback for a moment: "Sister Qiao, you're awake? Are you hungry? I ordered takeout, it's wontons, and I've finished my portion. Do you want me to heat it up for you?"
Qiao Yanyu shook her head. The unpleasant feeling she had when she returned home last night, shrouded in darkness and silence, vanished at this moment because of this unusually casual conversation. She smiled slightly and replied, "No need, I can do it myself. You can sit down."
She went to the dining table, where there was a serving of wontons. She opened it and found that it was pre-packaged. These disposable containers weren't easy to put in the microwave, so she took a bowl and chopsticks, poured all the wontons and soup into a large bowl, and then put it in the microwave.
A moment later, a "ding" sounded, indicating that Qiao Yanyu's wontons were ready.
Qiao Yanyu sat down at the dining table with a bowl of wontons, a spot from which she could see He Zhao playing games on the sofa. He Zhao must have reached a pretty important part of the game by now. Perhaps because Qiao Yanyu was already up, she wasn't keeping her voice down anymore and even turned on her teammates' voice chat, arguing with them.
He Zhao's insults weren't the kind that needed to be muted, like those telegraphic beeps; they were insults without using profanity, but with a sarcastic tone that was sure to irritate people. His teammates in the voice chat quickly went into overheated mode and started hurling insults at He Zhao.
However, the other party clearly lacked He Zhao's skill; as they continued their insults, they started targeting He Zhao's family and even his vulgarity. But He Zhao wasn't angry at all. That's the highest level of trolling—not getting angry because of someone else's lack of manners.
Not only that, she also said, "Wuhu, you swore, I'm reporting you now. You'll have to pay off your credit score later!"
Even so, she still won. When the news of her victory reached Qiao Yanyu's ears, she could hardly believe it. After being insulted like that, how could she still win?
After it was over, He Zhao threw down his phone, walked up to Qiao Yanyu with a big smile, and said smugly, "These days, trolls have no substance. They were just trying to drag me into the room to talk about me, but they didn't even look at who the MVP was in the end."
Qiao Yanyu pursed her lips, wanting to laugh, and said, "But it's not good that you got scolded. If he makes you unhappy, I'll think of a way to ban his account."
Upon hearing this, He Zhao quickly waved her hand, "It's not that serious, it's not that serious." She was just arguing with her, but when it came to real skills, Qiao Yanyu was the one.
While eating wontons, Qiao Yanyu told He Zhao about the mission she had taken on. She also assured He Zhao, "I will still try my best to go to your place tonight, and it's a mission within the city."
Given He Zhao's selfish nature, she definitely didn't want Qiao Yanyu to be far away from her on a mission. But since Qiao Yanyu had made such a promise, even He Zhao couldn't bring herself to criticize her. She just acted like a little green tea, calling her "sister" this and "sister" that: "Okay, but Sister Qiao, you must be careful! I'm still waiting for you at home!"
She sobbed, "If something happens to Sister Qiao, I'll definitely be kicked out by the property management and end up on the streets. I'll have to go back to the shared apartment. I might even run into a pervert like Lin Gao. When Sister Qiao is in the hospital, no one will be watching over me or paying any attention to me. My life will definitely be in danger!"
He Zhao was actually faking her tears, but Qiao Yanyu always took He Zhao's crying seriously. When she heard He Zhao's words, her expression stiffened. Hearing her tearful voice, she was momentarily at a loss. She raised her hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away He Zhao's non-existent tears.
In the end, Qiao Yanyu put her hand on He Zhao's shoulder, patted him, and said, "No, He Zhao, that won't happen, I promise."
He Zhao was finally satisfied and tugged at Qiao Yanyu's clothes for a while longer, acting all spoiled.
It started snowing the night before last, and the weather hasn't been very good these past few days, with sleet every day. Only then did He Zhao realize that besides direct rain and snow, there was also this kind of weather called sleet.
Snowflakes, mixed with the swirling raindrops, fell one by one. Before they even reached the ground, they turned into water droplets, merging with the rain, becoming indistinguishable from each other. The anti-skid tires the system promised He Zhao were indeed provided, preventing him from slipping and falling so badly he couldn't take care of himself while out at his stall at night.
Qiao Yanyu also took advantage of her daytime rest to change her tires while working.
However, not everyone has the same awareness as He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu about changing to anti-skid tires. He Zhao did it because the system took the initiative, otherwise she wouldn't have thought of it, while Qiao Yanyu did it entirely because she is a meticulous person.
So when He Zhao was browsing the news that afternoon and saw that a major car accident had occurred on the local overpass, with more than twenty vehicles involved in a chain collision, she could only sigh at how careless the drivers were. But she didn't know that at that moment, Qiao Yanyu had also arrived at the scene.
Qiao Yanyu instinctively felt something was wrong. Although the roads were slippery due to the snow and the locals didn't usually change to anti-skid tires, the sudden large-scale car accident, coupled with the group entering the city, made Qiao Yanyu unable to help but make connections. Fortunately, although the accident was serious, there were no injuries, and the most seriously injured had stabilized.
Qiao Yanyu showed her ID and entered the scene, where she underwent some checks. After searching for a while, she finally squatted down at a corner.
She reached out, her black leather glove touching the ground, and picked up a small amount of dark gray substance. It looked like crushed snow; snow that falls to the ground and is run over by tires easily turns dark gray. But when Qiao Yanyu brought her fingers to her nose, she detected a strange odor.
That's... the smell of burning paper.
Those in Qiao Yanyu's line of work are familiar with this smell. For talismans to take effect, they usually need to be burned by fire. Most extraordinary people possess the ability to conjure fire from nothing.
She was certain that some people were involved in the car accident.
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