Chapter 439: Chapter 439: The Country Flourishes and the People live in Peace, How Wonderful
The police station was bustling.
When the show’s guests and the crew entered the service hall, they unsurprisingly attracted quite a few sideways glances.
A man recently detained for lewd behavior, who had been brash and arrogant monts ago, nearly crumbled at the sight of so many caras. Covering his face, he pleaded desperately with the officer escorting him,
“Officer, I was wrong—I apologize! I’m even willing to compensate the girl on the subway. Just don’t let the internet convict publicly!”
He knew he’d be hounded online to the point where he wouldn’t be able to show his face in public!
The officer paused, montarily stunned by the sudden change in attitude.
After all, on the way here, the man had stubbornly denied everything, even accusing the girl who reported him of having delusional tendencies, as though she thought herself incredibly attractive.
He’d expected to have to pressure him into admitting fault, but now… it seed he’d saved so effort.
The man was escorted to the interrogation room in the back.
The officer charged with guiding the show’s crew imdiately stepped up and led them inside.
After all, the service hall was intended for public use, and filming there without permission was strictly forbidden.
The police station had received notice from higher-ups long ago, informing them that the final episode of the imnsely popular online paranormal reality show would be fild at their station.
The officers were experiencing mixed emotions.
As materialists through and through, especially the frontline civil servants, most of them weren’t even aware of the Security Bureau’s existence.
Like the general public, the majority of them had only learned about the paranormal through the show and discovered the Security Bureau’s existence as a result.
There were still so, though, who hadn’t watched the show due to lack of ti. They didn’t believe in anything supernatural either.
They just thought the higher-ups were playing into nonsense.
“Since your show’s guests and staff are so nurous, following discussions with senior managent, we’ve decided to divide you into three groups. One will cover the front hall operations, one will handle fieldwork, and one will focus on interrogation and interviews.
Each group will be accompanied by designated officers. Over the next two days, please follow their lead, but try not to disrupt our regular police operations.”
After giving these instructions, the officer hosting them was t with Director Clark’s polite and courteous response,
“Understood. Before coming, our director briefed all the guests and photographers to minimize inconvenience for our law enforcent officers. Each group will be joined by only two photographers, and no unauthorized filming of personnel will occur.”
The officer nodded in approval and instructed the guests to divide into groups.
Dividing the cast into teams was second nature to Scarlett Jennings and the others.
Soon enough, the six were split into three groups.
Evander Simpson and Sebastian Carew were paired for investigation and interviews.
Ariel Zimrman and Gregory Xander tead up for front-hall operations.
Scarlett Jennings and Amber Livingston partnered for field patrol.
This grouping was fresh, sparking a reaction from viewers in the live stream.
[“Ariel Zimrman paired with Gregory? Won’t Ariel end up crying from bullying?”]
[“How co other teams are made up of Mystical Sect mbers paired with celebrities, but Scarlett Jennings’s group has two Mystical Sect mbers? That’s not fair!”]
[“Wait, isn’t Amber Livingston an influencer?!”]
While last episode featured Nathan White and this episode Gregory Xander—both tried-and-true mbers of the Mystical Sect—Amber Livingston had drifted away from showcasing his abilities after the first episode. Instead, he entirely focused on being the team’s mood-maker and occasional co-host, leaving audiences to pigeonhole him as an influencer.
Amber knew about the online speculation regarding him, but he no longer cared.
In fact, being paired with Scarlett Jennings made him feel extrely secure.
Ever since the hospital experience where he encountered a ghost, he had seen ghosts sporadically. Each encounter terrified him, but fortunately, the amulet issued by the production team protected him. Not a single ghost had dared to approach him so far.
The talisman from the team was undeniably effective!
“The police station is genuinely clean. I haven’t seen anything odd since we arrived,” Amber whispered to Scarlett.
Scarlett glanced at the police badge enshrined at the station entrance, emanating the rit Golden Light, and explained,
“Professions like police naturally emanate righteous energy. Generally speaking, malicious spirits wouldn’t dare approach a place like this.”
Turning to the cara, she spoke earnestly,
“That’s why seeking the police should always be an option, whether you’re dealing with bad people or bad spirits.”
The live audience chid in eagerly.
[“Writing that down!”]
[“As expected, police officers and firefighters are the most reliable figures!”]
[“Police Officer: Why am I an ‘uncle’ while the firefighters get to be ‘big brothers?’ A 24-year-old officer feels offended.”]
[“Once again, learning from my little treasure. When in doubt, go to the police.”]
[“I’ve learned too—next ti I suspect a ghost encounter, I’ll head straight to the police station!”]
After hearing Scarlett’s explanation, Amber subtly nodded, feeling that the production team had thoughtfully chosen a reassuring venue for the final episode.
For now, he felt extraordinarily safe at the police station.
As he mulled over these thoughts, Scarlett urged him,
“Get in the car.”
Amber snapped out of it and saw Scarlett and the caraman already seated in a vehicle. Ahead of them was a patrol car with officers assigned to lead their group.
Amber froze, as if struck by lightning.
He had just found a safe haven, and now he had to leave it??
…
That brief feeling of happiness was gone.
anwhile, as the patrol car carrying Scarlett’s group set off, the other two teams also began their respective tasks.
The production team smartly segnted the live broadcast into three streams, allowing viewers to choose one to tune into or minimize all for simultaneous viewing.
The whole morning went by smoothly, with even the front hall dealing only with trivial issues and minor disputes.
So viewers complained about the dullness, but most felt this was a positive sign.
No major cases at a police station ant peace.
A nation at ease and people safe—what could be better?
As viewers expressed their sentints, a disheveled woman suddenly burst into the hall.
The woman rushed in, grabbed the collar of a civil servant, and collapsed onto the ground, sobbing uncontrollably,
“My child, my child was just taken! Please, please save my child!”
The commotion alard the civil servant on duty, and a female officer quickly stepped forward to support the woman, helping her to a seat while asking,
“Calm down first. Tell what happened. Where and when was your child taken? Do you recognize the person who took them?”
The officer’s composed sequence of questions helped the woman regain a sliver of clarity. Gripping the officer’s arm, she sobbed and choked out,
“Just now… They took my child, insisting she was theirs. They hit , and a man in uniform ca, saying he’d bring , my daughter, and that family back for investigation. But instead, he escorted us into a van…
And then… I realized sothing was off and managed to run, but—but they took my daughter! Please, please save her!”
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