Chapter 9, "The Little Policeman," Fourth Whistleblower
What? He's his for all eternity...
Jian Dieda's eyelids twitched as he pretended to be unconscious, and he felt utterly humiliated.
The system mercilessly mocked, "Being a bit old is fine. The fox spirit is lacking a wife. You're such a good person, why not be his old wife?"
Jane Dieda said, "Then I'd rather be the eighth one."
After saying this, Jian Dieda really didn't want to force himself to be narcissistic, but was this kind of underworld love story—where someone of the same sex immediately sets their sights on him and threatens to strangle him to death—real?
Please, he has absolutely no valuable experience with humans/beasts, non-humans, or socialist brotherhood.
Having encountered ghosts all night, Jian Dieda was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally, and the system in his mind was activated.
Then he relinquished control of his body. After his brain shut down, he looked no different from someone who was 'possessed'... His mind was filled only with the system shutting down and upgrading, and the extra rulebook.
Rule 1-2: (Police) have the duty to protect witnesses. In this round, (the real culprit) has two knives that can eliminate someone at any time, and (the accomplice) has one knife that can eliminate someone. Each night, the two can work together to eliminate one person. Please protect the witnesses, otherwise someone will die, and some of the testimonies will be lost forever.
[The first round of testimony collection has ended. Your testimony is 95% complete. Your first-round reward will now be calculated.]
You have unlocked the title of 'Mentally challenged actor'.
You have unlocked the 'Junior Screenwriter' title.
You have unlocked the title 'Master of Ghost Stories'.
Congratulations on starting the second round of evidence collection!
[Witnesses already identified: The sorceress Chunlan (position unknown), childhood friend Dong Dongdong (position unknown), and a celestial being/fox spirit (position unknown)]
[New informants: Police Chief Wang Zhongyi, Deputy Police Chief Xue Wenhua, Police Station colleague Ding Xiaoding, the gatekeeper, and the teacher's wife Bai Fengxia.]
(The second round of three main locations: Honghui Police Station dormitory, night duty room, and police station archives)
(The time it takes to reveal any character's stance is in seven-day increments.)
(Difficulty level for this round: 'Grandson telling stories to his grandmother')
(Team composition: all members except the main character are NPCs)
(Current progress: 36%)
"Jianzi! You're awake! Do you know how worried your aunt and everyone else were...?"
The third day of the story arrived, and Chunlan's voice once again entered Jian Dieda's restored hearing.
Looking at the middle-aged woman, the young policeman, with a red scab on the center of his lips and a face as white as paper, said, "Cough, I feel like I've been to the underworld..."
An old saying goes that when a person is frightened, their soul will leave the body to some extent. If someone shouts in time, it's not too late. But even if the person is rescued, their vital energy will still be damaged, and their memory will be blurred.
That's the situation with Jian Dieda.
Chunlan stroked his back, as if trying to calm this troubled soul, and then helped him sort things out: "Don't worry, everyone is fine. Honghui Police Station has sealed the entire alley with three layers of cement, and even that phone booth has been moved. No one will patrol it anymore."
Jane Dieda trembled and tried to burrow under the covers: "…………"
Chunlan quickly said, "Don't be afraid..."
Jane's Adam's apple bobbed, tears welling in her eyes. "I'm scared! I'm so scared! If this hadn't happened, you would never have told me about these strange tales! The things in that awful place harmed Master and almost took me away too..."
Chunlan interrupted her urgently, "Don't talk about this! Remember this well, you didn't encounter any ghosts that night!"
Jane did a somersault: "But you're injured! Don't be afraid, I have a gun, next time I can just shoot you dead—"
Chunlan was surprised by the fact that his health fluctuated.
This doesn't look like someone who hasn't eaten or drunk for three days.
Just as he regained control of his body, a message notification went off in the group chat between the three of them—
The two ghosts, nicknamed "Cat Tai" and "Jiang Ge," asked, "Little Jian! Are you a human or a ghost now? Is the power of the fox spirit's wedding really that great?"
Jane looked at her increased lifespan balance: "Oh, that's not true."
I didn't expect that so many strange tales from higher dimensions would be so concerned about his life or death these past few days?
His inbox was also overflowing with reminders to make up for missed check-ins.
After wearing it for four days, feeling dizzy for three, and completing a week of check-ins, Jian Dieda received his reward. He opened it and saw several magical skill cards on the shelf, each named...
①Beauty in Disguise x1 (Can disguise your true face, a female ghost's appearance, and maximizes allure)
②A rooster figurine used for the wedding ceremony during a ghost marriage in the Republic of China era (can also be used as an alarm clock).
③ Crazy Thursday Treat Voucher x1 (Allows any NPC to treat you to Crazy Thursday)
④ Human flesh prop x1 (Hextech product, all about technology and brutal work, not edible for humans)
⑤ Funeral Home Night Admission Ticket [Euro]√ (Admission ticket for a real-life night hunt)
⑥ One large firework that scares away ghosts (may easily cause conflicts between neighbors and fires)
⑦ The Magnifying Glass of a CP Analyst ×1 (Good at observing and imagining the love and hate between men and women, men and men, and women and women behind ghost stories, and solving the doubts between CP stories)
Having received the benefits, Jian Dieda's opinion of the system changed. With these strange and unusual cards, he could at least save his life several times in a world full of supernatural tales.
Meanwhile, the two ghosts in front of them were thinking, "Hey, Jane said she's fine? What about the previous three days, and what about him at the end of the first round..."
Jian Dieda saw through it, and he told the two of them the truth in his heart: "I hung up, I was faking it."
My feelings were inevitably mixed.
And it makes perfect sense.
The cat-faced old woman twitched her lips: "You child, whom you can't find anywhere else in the surrounding area, are wicked. You almost scared us to death a second time."
The Chengdu zombie glared at him and said, "Oh, yes, you're so naughty."
Jian Dieda touched the three yellow diamond membership titles on his head. Without explaining that his performance was related to the later part of the case, he simply said, "That's right, I am a heartless killer."
The next second, the assassin switched to another persona and went back to his original state, continuing to talk to the first informant in the first instance.
Chunlan took it seriously and ran to the table. Like a mother, she served him a large bowl of easily digestible white porridge and soy sauce beans.
Jian Dieda has always been very observant. When he entered the second round of evidence collection, he changed his hasty attitude. He learned to eat porridge like the locals, and then turned his chopsticks sideways to lick the porridge soup on the chopsticks. After a few bites, his face regained its color.
The kind-hearted elder woman sat down on the edge of the old wooden bed with its worn-out bed skirt. "Jianzi, eat slowly. No one will take it from you. Listen to me, your gun is for dealing with bad guys. Jianzi, listen to your aunt and continue to be a good police officer. Police officers arrest criminals."
"If there really is a next time, I won't be able to save your life. The fox spirit will take you away completely."
Even if Jian Dieda was unwilling, he could only shut up and eat his porridge.
The two of them have made a deal.
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But Shanzha Hutong is too small; if something even slightly happens, it can't be hidden at all.
After Chunlan confirmed that Jian Dieda was alright, the first thing she did was to inform Dong Zhijie's wife, Bai Fengxia. Bai Fengxia came to the house, but the young man, who was still lying in bed, was not awake. She passed by the door and did not get close to the bedside to catch any illness.
Compared to Jian Dieda, Dong Dongdong is already out of the woods.
At the police station, there were some matters related to a meeting. The station chief, Wang Zhongyi, and the deputy station chief, Xue Wenhua, were currently out of town, while the other young comrades expressed their deepest condolences for Comrade Jian Da's ordeal.
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Police, please open your eyes!
In order to solve the case and return to the real world as soon as possible, Jian Dieda accelerated his research on the mission.
The first task was to solve the dormitory problem.
Honghui Police Station learned of his request to stay in the police dormitory despite his illness.
'Jianda' is incompetent, yet he still uses public resources for the institute.
With both directors absent, the logistics department was clearly impatient and assigned him an upper bunk.
Jian Dieda, who had a bad hand, didn't protest much, but instead moved into Dong Dongdong's dormitory room.
On the first night of the second round, Jian Dieda rested at Chunlan's house again.
Just as he expected, after the first scene change, the ghosting stopped, and he waited with this news until the next day.
When Chunlan opened her eyes, she vaguely saw a spiky shadow by her window.
She was getting on in years, her arms were flabby, and she unattractively fastened her bra with her hands behind her back: "Zhijie, oh, no, no, Jianzi, what are you doing so early in the morning?"
Jian Dieda had something to do today. He readily put down the water bottle and chamber pot and said, "Chunlan, I got you water from the public stove and cooked breakfast, it's porridge."
Chunlan's eyes widened. Thinking of the young policeman's hands, she dared not let him get tired, so she hurriedly ran out to help.
Jian Dieda had already set up a small table and stools. When the original owner was still alive, Chunlan would cook porridge for him to supplement his nutrition. Today's porridge was a debt of gratitude that Jian Dieda had to repay.
Jianzi is such a good child, that's wonderful. Chunlan was incredibly touched. The two happily ate breakfast, and Chunlan personally saw Jian Dieda off to work.
Chunlan put three meat dumplings in his car and took out a handkerchief from her blue slanted-front jacket.
“Jianzi, a few years ago I kept having bad dreams. Your Uncle Zhijie gave me a red string, saying that he got it for me from the temple. You should keep it.”
Jane took the red rope, got on her bicycle, and rode away.
He had just arrived at his workplace.
As the story progressed and the scene changed, the master's wife came to the guardhouse to find him.
When Jian Dieda first met his teacher's wife, he answered the intercom and rushed to the evidence collection point.
Next to a row of spider plants, the system labeled a beautiful woman in a red dress.
Martyr Dong Zhijie's first wife was a newspaper delivery girl at the local post office. She never remarried and had no children. She only had Director Wang and her godson with her. She and Jian Da were not very familiar with each other.
However, there is a special detail in the information: it is said that Bai Fengxia loved to study folk remedies, secret recipes, and the art of maintaining youthful appearance. She was almost forty-nine years old, but her figure was still as good as that of a Miss Hong Kong winner.
Sure enough, judging from her attire, she and Chunlan seemed to be from different generations. She wore exaggerated large earrings, had high, wavy hair, and always wore sunglasses on her head without using them to shield herself from the sun. She wore a fuchsia cardigan dress and trousers, and the stockings in her high heels were all imported.
Jian Dieda thought that Fengxia and Dong Zhijie didn't seem like a couple. She lived a more fashionable life than a young girl, and the death of her husband didn't affect her pursuit of freedom.
Compared to Fengxia, Chunlan has no competitive advantage whatsoever.
Fengxia smiled and said, "Jianzi, come, have a word with your teacher's wife."
Jian Dieda sat down on the benches in the guard room. He was fair-skinned and handsome. Fengxia's eyes were slanted, and she tugged at her shoulder strap, saying:
“Jianzi, Chunlan and I have already said that what happened last time is in the past. You should avoid going to places like Shanzha Hutong at night. Now that you’ve gotten through this difficult time, you shouldn’t go to her house anymore.”
"She's an old maid, used to dream about other women's husbands, and now she's getting close to a young man like you..."
Jane Dieda wasn't thinking about anything else for a second.
Did Bai Fengxia actually know that Chunlan had a secret love affair with her husband?
Could it be that the fourth whistleblower is already looking for him to betray the enemy and kill someone before the game even starts?
A note from the author:
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The mystery surrounding the case is starting to unfold again!
A certain fox spirit stared longingly at Jianzi (sob).
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