"Wu Liang, there’s no one speaking on the phone, just a crackling sound!" Jiang Min’s voice ca from the living room.
Wu Liang, who was dealing with the Hanged Ghost, casually said, "Bring the phone over to , and also bring the red umbrella from the entrance."
Though Jiang Min was a bit puzzled about why Wu Liang needed an umbrella to cook, she didn’t ask much.
After all, it was weird enough that Wu Liang’s landline was a big mobile phone! This is the 21st century!
There’s always a mysterious feeling of not being able to guess what this kid’s next move will be!
She casually grabbed the large red oil paper umbrella from the umbrella stand together with the old mobile phone by the landline and brought them to the kitchen.
Watching him expertly take the phone and place it on the cutting board, then slowly opened the oil paper umbrella to cover the board, he picked up another dish he had just finished and said, "Dinner’s ready, there’s still a cold dish and vegetable soup in the fridge."
Jiang Min stood frozen in place.
She had just clearly seen that, at the mont Wu Liang covered the cutting board with the umbrella, a rope soaked in fresh red blood was twisting and struggling endlessly, but it was pinned to the cutting board by a rusty and broken kitchen knife.
That rope was the ghost she had seen in her dreams!
"Wu Liang! That’s..." she couldn’t help but exclaim.
But Wu Liang just waved his hand as he walked towards the living room and said, "It’s nothing, don’t mind it, just a guy who got beaten up venting his resentnt now."
That resentful guy he ntioned was, of course, the oil paper umbrella.
Don’t forget, when Wu Liang subdued the umbrella, he put it under the bed and let five Fierce Ghosts beat it into submission.
Even though everyone is colleagues now, there’s still so resentnt regardless.
Now it’s alright, a new colleague is about to join, and the oil paper umbrella can vent its past grudges by subduing them.
"Sigh, when will cycles of revenge ever end~"
Wu Liang lanted helplessly, pretending not to know that he was the root cause of all this.
Returning to the living room, Jiang Min kept staring at his face, as if trying to see what secrets lay beneath that handso face.
Even during dinner, she didn’t loosen her gaze.
This al made Wu Liang extrely uncomfortable.
"Sister Jiang, is there a bug on my face?"
"Just be honest with , are you an Awakened?" Jiang Min urgently wanted to know this.
Although she hadn’t seen Wu Liang use any Awakened Ability, soone who could so nonchalantly handle a Hanged Ghost couldn’t possibly be an ordinary person!
But Wu Liang shook his head and said, "I’m not an Awakened."
Seeing him deny it so firmly, Jiang Min was at a loss for a mont.
At this point, with the Hanged Ghost still struggling in the kitchen, why would he still lie to her?
He clearly is...
Ding-dong— Ding-dong—
They had just finished eating when the urgent doorbell rang outside.
Wu Liang got up to answer the door.
The man standing there in a white suit was so familiar; it was none other than the official Awakened, He Zhan!
Upon seeing Wu Liang, He Zhan couldn’t help but say resignedly, "Why did you move so fast? I made a wasted trip to East Pavilion Street."
"Don’t you know the dostic situation there?" Wu Liang asked back.
"True, it was tough on you. Aren’t you going to invite in?" He Zhan peered into the house.
Imdiately noticing Jiang Min uneasily sitting on the sofa, her cheeks turned slightly red under his gaze, mixed with a bit of shock.
As the deputy editor of a TV station, she certainly knew He Zhan, the frequently interviewed official Awakened, and even had his contact info.
But Jiang Min didn’t expect that Captain He would also know Wu Liang!
Moreover, from the conversation earlier, it seed they weren’t just limited to work relations; perhaps their private relationship was quite good?
"Hmm? Miss Jiang? How co you... oh~ I see." He Zhan said, suddenly shifting his tone, and subtly nudged Wu Liang with his elbow, whispering, "So you like this mature type? How long have you been here to make a move so quick?"
Completely missing the implication, Wu Liang asked, "Huh? What move?"
"..."
He Zhan was speechless, feeling like he misunderstood sothing.
But looking at Jiang Min’s expression, he felt he hadn’t completely misunderstood.
After a mont of silence, he maintained his cool deanor and strode into the house.
"Miss Jiang, could you temporarily excuse yourself? I have so departntal matters to discuss with Wu Liang." He didn’t really want to disturb others at such a ti.
But he had no choice, as he was on official duty and wasn’t here for a al.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Min quickly stood up and smiled, "No problem, no problem, just finished eating, I was about to leave."
With that, she slipped out the door.
After bidding Wu Liang farewell at the entrance, she drove away from Xingfu District.
Today’s events were even more shocking than the paranormal incident at the TV station’s office building days ago!
She finally t soone who could change what she foresaw!
If that’s the case, then the unprecedented catastrophe she foresaw a long ti ago, is it possible to change it too?
Could Wu Liang be the one to save Chengyang City?
Hopefully, he is...
......
After Jiang Min left, He Zhan and Wu Liang sat opposite each other on the sofa in the house.
He then took out a file, opened it, and cleared his throat to maintain professionalism and said, "Comrade Wu Liang! As the captain of the second team of Chengyang City’s Paranormal Handling Departnt—I, He Zhan, hereby inform you that your application has been approved!"
"From today on, you will be an official intelligence-gathering officer! Helping humanity fight against the supernatural resurgence!"
With that, He Zhan placed the docunts in front of Wu Liang.
Staring at it, it contained all of Wu Liang’s information, official position, permissions, etc.
Except, there was one blank space—codena.
Seeing his confusion, He Zhan explained, "Since so powerful ghosts can harm people through nas and birth details, and considering the confidentiality of official personnel’s work, we each have a codena within the organization. You can choose one for yourself."
Wu Liang thought for a mont, then tapped his forehead lightly with the pen and said seriously, "Sir! I have a very serious question!"
"Go ahead."
"Well... can I keep my original job? Like continuing at the TV station and helping out whenever the official side needs ." Wu Liang said apologetically.
He really wanted to work two jobs at once.
He Zhan: "..."
Didn’t expect that to be his question?
With a smile, he said, "Of course you can, but you can’t tell anyone about your identity."
Many intelligence personnel also have their jobs in society and are integrated into the community to gather information, so Wu Liang’s request could be approved without even asking.
"I have one more question!" Wu Liang’s eyes turned more serious, "Do we have official positions? This is crucial!"
He Zhan: "..."
Knew he wouldn’t ask anything proper!
But he nodded to confirm they had official positions since they were essentially civil servants.
Receiving the affirmative answer, Wu Liang finally smiled with satisfaction. Everything was proceeding as he planned. Next, it was ti to use his investigative abilities to find Fierce Ghosts.
Then Wu Liang picked up a pen and without hesitation, wrote two large, flowy characters in the blank codena field—
[Codena—Journalist]
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