"Not by human intervention?!" Overwhelmed with grief at losing his beloved daughter, Song Bangguo smashed the coffee cup beside him. He stood up, his eyes bloodshot, glaring at Song Mingyi standing before him like a raging lion: "You, a senior inspector, are you telling me that my daughter was killed by a ghost?!"
"That possibility cannot be ruled out." Despite being sprayed with spittle, Song Mingyi replied to Song Bangguo with a smile that showed no empathy or sorrow, only a cold and indifferent businesslike attitude.
He raised his hand to straighten his shirt cuffs, slowly stood up, and looked at Song Bangguo: "I have already contacted the special incident handling team for you, and they are on their way."
Although this incident was not caused by human intervention, whatever killed your daughter, we will bring the perpetrator to justice and ensure they receive the punishment they deserve!
Song Mingyi's words calmed Song Bangguo down somewhat.
Putting everything else aside, what Song Mingyi said next was exactly what he wanted right now!
Whether human or ghost, killing his daughter must come at a price!
After finishing his conversation with Song Bangguo, Song Mingyi didn't linger in his room any longer and turned to leave.
He hadn't gone far when he was stopped by Zhou Shixun, the young master of the Zhou family, who was standing at the corner of the corridor.
"What, you've got some free time today?" Zhou Shixun lit his cigar, raised an eyebrow at Song Mingyi, and without much hesitation, flicked a pre-cut cigar to him.
Since they were both listed companies, he and Song Mingyi had a fairly good relationship, so it was inevitable that they would have to interact when they met.
Song Mingyi didn't mince words. He took the cigar Zhou Shixun offered him, but didn't smoke it right away. Instead, he played with it in his hand for a while before saying, "This is strange. Stay away from it."
"I didn't want to get involved. I'm just bored since I can't go anywhere right now! I came over to ask about the situation." Zhou Shixun wasn't surprised at all that his attempt was rejected before he could even finish speaking. Instead, he smiled quite frankly, took two steps forward, hooked his arm around Song Mingyi's shoulder, and invited him with a smile, "Come on, come on, it's rare to run into each other, let's go for a drink!"
Zhou Shixun clearly had an ulterior motive, and Song Mingyi didn't point it out. He also wanted to get some information from Zhou Shixun, so he didn't refuse, and the two of them went to the nearest bar together.
"Special Incident Handling Team?" Song Mengmeng, who had been sitting quietly listening to Song Mingyi's conversation with Yan Di and the others, couldn't help but look up with curiosity when she heard Song Mingyi mention this organization. "What do they do?!"
"This is a long story, but to put it simply, it's a special department established in each country by the Exorcist Guild and under the jurisdiction of the police department."
It is used to deal with events that transcend science.
"Ghosts and spirits?" Song Mengmeng rested her chin on her hand, tilting her head as she continued to ask, still puzzled. This department sounds pretty prestigious, but she wondered if it was even useful!
If it's just a facade, even if we manage to get through, we probably won't be able to handle the siren's attack!
"You could say that!" Song Mingyi took a sip of whiskey and shrugged. "But it's taboo to talk about it outside the family! After all, who would really believe in ghosts and spirits unless they actually encountered them?!"
“It’s true.” Song Mengmeng squinted and raised her hand very seriously, pushing a small Pixiu phone charm to Song Mingyi: “There are very dangerous things on this ship, you have to be careful.”
"Oh, little sister-in-law, you're being biased!" Before Song Mingyi could respond, Zhou Shixun, sitting next to him, exclaimed dramatically, "I'm still your older brother, and I haven't even seen you give me a little gift!"
"This kid's only just appeared, you don't even know his name, and you're already giving me this 'meeting gift'? I'll get jealous!"
"Because he's a policeman!" Song Mengmeng didn't think there was anything wrong with her protecting Song Mingyi.
This man exudes a strong and pure righteous aura, a kind of righteous light, which is why they, the Pixiu, are most fond of him, and this is hard to change no matter which world he moves to.
"Then you're giving him a Pixiu?" Zhou Shixun picked up the small, exquisite Pixiu pendant first, and naturally wanted to hang it on his own phone: "I think this thing is more suitable for me. It's an auspicious beast that brings wealth and treasures. Giving it to a policeman would be a waste!"
"Give it to me!" Song Mingyi reached out quickly and snatched the little gift that Song Mengmeng had given him from Zhou Shixun's hand without much effort. "Who says police officers can't make money? I'm even thinking of making a fortune to buy a house in the stock market!"
"The Pixiu is a guardian beast of justice and the army, symbolizing unwavering courage and indomitable morale." Although Emperor Yan felt somewhat resentful that the little girl beside him had so openly given away her blessings, he was even more unwilling to let those two silly people waste such a precious gift.
Others might not understand, but he understood perfectly.
The little girl's fondness for someone so righteous was practically ingrained in her soul. Even though her current strength wasn't enough to completely eradicate the evil spirits, it didn't stop her from bestowing blessings and protection upon those who acted with justice.
"Can I have one too?" Seeing that forcibly taking one wouldn't work, Zhou Shixun turned around and continued to joke with Song Mengmeng with a smile: "I want a Pixiu to bring wealth and treasures!"
"Your fortune is already very good; wanting more would be greedy!" Although she said she didn't agree, Song Mengmeng still gave him a Pixiu pendant similar to Song Mingyi's: "However, if you are less aggressive in your dealings with others in the future, your fortune and luck should be able to increase even more!"
Also, you'd better not go south recently; it's a bit dangerous.
"Little sister-in-law is quite the fortune teller!" Zhou Shixun was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect Song Mengmeng to suddenly say these things to him. He didn't say he didn't believe her, but he didn't take it too seriously either.
Seemingly sensing his disdain, Yan Di protected Song Mengmeng and subtly added, "You'd better listen to what Mengmeng says."
For the next six months, you'd better stay put at the listed company. At least until the end of this year, you must ensure that your personnel remain there.
"What would happen if I went out?" Zhou Shixun hadn't expected that the Yama Emperor, who usually didn't care about such talk of ghosts and gods, would also chime in, so he couldn't help but tease him.
Take his usually cold-hearted younger brother, for example. Now that he has a little beauty by his side, he has really changed a lot. He can even help to coax and deceive people in order to make the little beauty happy!
"You'll die." Song Mengmeng tilted her head, her tuft of hair on top of her head swaying softly, but the words she spoke were like an ice-cold drink just taken out of the freezer, exuding a chill that sent shivers down one's spine.
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