Chapter 215 Some people are born warriors, and even in death, they can be warriors.
She floated to the table, sat down comfortably in the interrogation chair, her soul leaning slightly forward—a standard interrogation posture.
"Han Xiao, let me introduce myself first. My name is Gu Yuan, and my police number is 081657."
Han Xiao looked at Gu Yuan with a crazy and stubborn gaze, "I know, but I don't like you introducing yourself like that. You are mine, A Yuan."
"Don't be so self-satisfied, Han Xiao." Gu Yuan looked at him, her eyes devoid of any warmth.
"You're the one who imprisoned me, tortured me, and then ridiculously fell in love with the illusion you created yourself?"
She leaned forward slightly, her voice soft, "Han Xiao, you've never loved me."
"What you love is your own twisted obsession. That pet that you locked in a cage, whose dignity was slowly worn away by pain and humiliation, and which eventually had no choice but to depend on you for survival."
She paused, the outline of her soul appearing particularly awe-inspiring in the halo of light.
"But unfortunately... no matter what thoughts disturb my mind, no matter how firm my will is, it cannot be taken away from me!"
"I will remember until my death that I was a policeman of the People's Republic of China!"
Han Xiao's expression completely shattered.
"I've come today to advise you on something."
"Tell me everything you know about the drug trafficking networks, including their upstream and downstream members, funding channels, and where the drugs are hidden."
Upon hearing this, Han Xiao abruptly looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "Confess? On what grounds?! If I confess, they'll let me go? They'll..."
“No!” Gu Yuan said calmly. “You will not receive a lighter sentence. The amount of drugs you trafficked is enough to warrant the death penalty, to be carried out immediately. You deserve it.”
"Then why would I still want to..."
"Because this is the only thing you can do before you die that is worthy of the word 'human'."
Gu Yuan looked at Han Xiao, her gaze like a scalpel, dissecting all illusions:
"How many people have you killed?! Those police officers on the front lines! Those families you wiped out!"
"Aren't their lives lives too?"
Han Xiao's pupils contracted. He wanted to retort, his lips moved, but no sound came out.
"Confess everything you know." Gu Yuan looked at him and finally spoke, "It's not for a reduced sentence, you can't get one. It's so that those you killed can rest in peace."
"It's also for your own sake."
She looked at this once arrogant drug lord:
"Have some decency, Han Xiao."
Even if... just this once.
After he finished speaking, the room fell into a deathly silence.
Only Han Xiao's heavy breathing and the clanking of metal from the shackles as he unconsciously made noises could be heard.
When Gu Yuan's soul floated out of the conversation room, the shimmering white aura around her noticeably dimmed.
That is a sign of excessive consumption of soul power.
But her spine remained straight, and her eyes were as clear as ever.
Shen Yuepo raised her hand, and Yuan did not resist, letting the gentle pull draw her into the Reincarnation Ring.
Zhao Yan was waiting at the end of the corridor.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up. "Master Shen," Zhao Yan said, "you've had a long day."
He said "You've worked hard" in a very heavy tone, as if he were speaking to some unseen spirit.
To Gu Yuan, to those comrades who sacrificed their lives, and to all those who carried heavy burdens in the darkness.
Shen Yuepo shook his head, "Team Leader Zhao has had an even harder time."
Zhao Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "You haven't gone to collect the merit golden light from last time."
He paused for a moment: "Come back to the bureau with me this time? It'll be a good opportunity to collect Jin Guang."
Shen Yuepo nodded: "Okay."
"In addition," Zhao Yan continued, "the anti-drug team has applied for a special bonus for you, and the money will be directly deposited into your account."
Shen Yuepo nodded, "Okay."
After receiving the golden light of merit, Zhao Yan drove his car to take Shen Yuepo and Feng Jin home.
Shen Yuepo changed her shoes and sat down on the sofa.
Feng Jin followed her in, sat down next to Shen Yuepo, and naturally put his arm on the back of the sofa behind her.
Shen Yuepo raised her left hand.
The Reincarnation Ring flashed slightly, and Gu Yuan's soul was slowly released.
She landed on the opposite side, legs together, standing upright, like a soldier being questioned.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the glass outside the window, casting a warm golden hue on Gu Yuan's translucent soul.
For a fleeting moment, Shen Yuepo seemed to see the young policewoman who had just graduated from the police academy, her eyes bright as stars.
“Yuan,” Shen Yuepo spoke, her voice very soft, “Do you still have any…unfulfilled wishes?”
As she asked the question, Shen Yuepo's fingers unconsciously curled up.
She has seen too many souls.
Some are so obsessed that they will not enter the cycle of reincarnation until a certain last wish is fulfilled.
Some harbored boundless resentment, preferring to become vengeful ghosts rather than be reborn.
The guyuan are different.
She was so pure, so clear-headed, that it was heartbreaking to watch her simply vanish.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan tilted his head slightly, seemingly deep in thought.
A few seconds later, she smiled.
It was an exceptionally pure smile, a small curve at the corners of the lips, the setting sun reflected in the eyes:
"My last wish before I die is to bring Han Xiao to justice."
She paused, her voice steady, "Now that it's finished, I have no regrets."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuepo looked at Gu Yuan's calm profile and suddenly didn't know what to say.
Just then, Feng Jin, who had been silent all along, spoke up.
He sat up straight, withdrew his hand from behind Shen Yuepo, and placed his fingers intertwined on his knees.
Those dark golden eyes looked at Gu Yuan, their gaze devoid of its usual aloofness. "Gu Yuan, would you be willing to serve in the Underworld?"
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Shen Yuepo suddenly turned to look at Feng Jin, her eyes filled with surprise.
Gu Yuan was also stunned, and a subtle ripple appeared at the edge of her soul.
"Feng Jin?" Shen Yuepo asked softly.
Feng Jin didn't look at her; he was still looking at Gu Yuan.
"Although the golden light of your merits has been taken away, the Book of Life and Death records it clearly. You were meritorious in fighting drugs in life, and your soul is unyielding after death. According to the laws of the underworld, you are qualified to be selected as an underworld official."
He paused, his voice softening:
"Of course, if you do not wish to, you can directly enter the cycle of reincarnation. With your merits, you will surely be reborn into a wealthy and peaceful family in your next life, and you will no longer suffer the pain of this life."
Gu Yuan's soul form has completely solidified.
She stood ramrod straight, her hands at her sides, her fingertips slightly clenched—a habitual gesture when she was thinking.
After a long while, she finally raised her eyes and looked directly at Feng Jin. "Excuse me... what exactly is the position? What are the responsibilities?"
Feng Jin's lips curled up slightly, as if he had expected her to ask that question.
"In charge of the Hell of Sinful Souls. Specifically responsible for punishing the souls of drug dealers, human traffickers, and other serious criminals who enter the underworld after death."
"Only after the punishment is completed can he be escorted to the Bridge of Helplessness, drink the Meng Po soup, and enter the cycle of reincarnation."
He added:
"This position requires a firm will, impartiality, and fearlessness in the face of evil spirits' resentment. I think... it's very suitable for you."
Gu Yuan's eyes lit up instantly.
Her soul glowed with a shimmering white light in the setting sun, like a sword finally drawn from its sheath.
"I do," she said, her voice soft but clear, "Your Majesty, I do."
Seeing this scene, Shen Yuepo suddenly understood Feng Jin's intention.
Reincarnation is certainly a safe and secure option, but it would be a real waste to let someone like Ji Yuan, someone whose very being is defined by the idea of "punishing evil and promoting good," live as an ordinary, wealthy, and idle person.
Some people are born to be warriors.
It is true in life, and it can also be true after death.
Feng Jin stood up, walked to Yuan, extended his right index finger, and a point of dark golden light condensed at the tip of his finger:
"This is the seal of the underworld official. Once this seal is imprinted, you will be a full-fledged official in the underworld, enjoying a long life in the underworld and wielding power and responsibility."
"But it must be remembered that underworld officials must not interfere in the affairs of the mortal world, must not divulge underworld secrets, and must not bend the law for personal gain."
Gu Yuan adapted quickly and replied, "Your subordinate will remember."
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