“Director Xia, another suspect was just transferred from the municipal branch. A student reported that she is related to this campus falling object incident. I’ve already taken the student’s statement and let him go. The suspect is temporarily detained.”
Sitting behind the desk opposite her, Xia Xianning had already changed out of his previous tightly sealed blast-proof suit. He was now wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt with long pants, looking less stern but still imposing.
“Mm, hard work,” Xia Xianning took the statement. “You can go rest now.”
Yue Ling took out her phone and glanced at the time. “Aren’t you going to rest first?”
Xia Xianning: “Mm.”
Their Special Investigation Unit was different from other departments. Here, colleagues were all spell practitioners who often knew each other before joining, with some even being fellow disciples, so their relationships were much closer.
Yue Ling looked at Xia Xianning with some concern: “You still need to take care of your health.”
Xia Xianning: “Okay, thanks.”
Yue Ling: “…Oh, by the way, I have something fun to tell you. Do you know? You’re trending today!”
Xia Xianning was good-looking, from a good family, and had always been the face of the Special Investigation Unit. Reporters loved interviewing him after handling major cases, and he had been a guest on several legal safety programs. To the general public, he was quite well-known, though trending was a first.
Yue Ling thought it was interesting and said, “The T University incident spread quickly today. Apparently, a photo of a handsome good Samaritan was posted on Weibo, and then yours was quickly shared too. The students are so playful, saying this falling object incident captured two stunning beauties, too bad they can’t take a group photo.” Xia Xianning: “No need.”
Yue Ling: “…”
Fortunately, she knew Xia Xianning’s personality well.
He always kept people at arm’s length, impossible to read, but would always be at the forefront of danger, doing things his own way. Helplessly, Yue Ling ended the awkward conversation and left the office.
After the office door closed, Xia Xianning didn’t even look up. After a long time, he put down the organized files, rested his eyes for a moment, and couldn’t help taking out the small straw figure from his pocket. He played with it for a while, the corners of his mouth lifting almost imperceptibly before carefully putting it away again.
Chapter 10: Meeting
The time Sun Yue mentioned was approaching quickly. To avoid disturbing others during the “revenge,” Luo Yingbai left the dormitory before eleven.
He sat on the grass under the old locust tree, scrolling through his phone while waiting for the ghost, with several fireflies flying around him, glowing dimly in the dark night.
Luo Yingbai smiled, gently touching the fluttering little wings and summoning a breeze with a finger to send them further away: “Go play elsewhere. It’s not safe here.”
After the fireflies left, Luo Yingbai checked Weibo and found that the “First Young Master of this City” essay was still generating buzz. He noticed that his photo on the Weibo hot search had risen in ranking.
Various netizens were shouting: “Wow, is this even real and not staged? This guy is too handsome!”
” “Those long legs are unbeatable. Handsome guy, kick me! Please kick!” “Did you see his title? This is T University! A beautiful genius from a top university, it’s just unfair!”
Of course, there were also many calling him “showboating” and “staged”. Luo Yingbai didn’t care much, but noticed a very ordinary comment that had been upvoted to the top, posted by a verified account.
Screenwriter Gai Xiao: “This is exactly how I imagined Wen Lang Yu to look.”
Luo Yingbai: “???” Who is this person?
After scrolling through multiple comment layers, Luo Yingbai understood. Gai Xiao was a famous romance novelist whose recent novel had been adapted into a TV series. Unfortunately, the male lead was a paid actor with terrible acting skills. Gai Xiao, as the screenwriter, felt her script was ruined, and conflicts escalated as the male lead ignored her suggestions.
Now Gai Xiao’s comment had somehow dragged him into the drama. The male lead Ou Zihen’s fans were already cursing in the comments, comprehensively arguing that Luo Yingbai was inferior to their “Zihen” in every way.
Luo Yingbai stuck out his tongue, about to investigate what might be worth attacking, when a Weibo update prompt suddenly appeared. Before he could fully read it, his finger accidentally tapped, so he had to wait for the update.
The app update was surprisingly fast. “
Immediately after Luo Yingbai confirmed, Weibo showed the latest version was updated, and a prompt box appeared:
Weibo Rescue Station reminds you: Two rescue targets have been successfully assisted. Total merit points: 386, which can be exchanged for a “Go Home” gift package. Would you like to exchange?
Luo Yingbai: ??? Ever since his rebirth, his Weibo has become sentient, with all sorts of tricks emerging endlessly. Luo Yingbai guessed that the two people he successfully rescued were probably the “First Young Master of this city” and Tang Yue Bo, and it seemed he was going to give them something good. He tentatively clicked yes. And then there was nothing more.
Luo Yingbai: “…”
He threw his phone aside in disappointment and thought of the words “go home”, which made him involuntarily raise his hand to look at the tattoo on his wrist – he didn’t get this tattoo because he liked performance art, but to cover up a type of poison called the “Separation Curse”.
Luo Yingbai came from a prestigious family.
However, Luo Yingbai was ambushed while searching for ancient texts in the book storage room. His mother died saving him, and Luo Yingbai was severely injured and fell into a coma for several months. When he woke up, he found a red rose on his hand. He originally didn’t know what the flower was until he repeatedly felt murderous intentions towards his relatives during his recovery, which made him realize something was wrong. That feeling was… as soon as he saw them, his heart would be filled with a bloodthirsty impulse, as if he couldn’t find peace unless he killed them. Later, after consulting ancient texts, Luo Yingbai discovered that this flower was a mark of the “Separation Curse”, and those afflicted could only be freed by killing all their close relatives. Luo Yingbai didn’t dare to stay at home, so he deliberately picked a fight with his father, cut off contact with all his relatives, and left to pursue graduate studies. In his previous life, he never got the chance to return home until his death. To cover the curse’s overly bright red color, he specially used an identical tattoo to cover the flower. Luo Yingbai suddenly discovered that the faintly visible red color under the tattoo was gone!
He was originally lazily leaning against a tree but straightened up in shock, rubbing his wrist hard and finding that it was truly gone – the originally red curse mark had seemingly disappeared in an instant. Could this be the meaning of the “going home gift package” just now? Was his curse… lifted? Luo Yingbai was so shocked that he almost didn’t know whether he should be happy. At that moment, the surrounding air suddenly changed, a cold wind rising from the ground, converging into a black vortex, with a massive figure taking shape within it!
”It’s here!”
At the same time, in a nearby van, the police officer Yang Zheng, watching the surveillance, nervously warned his colleagues. As soon as his words fell, the car was surrounded by black mist, with a suffocating sense of oppression rushing forward. Yang Zheng couldn’t help but swallow, his palms sweating – he had just started this job and wasn’t used to such grand scenes.
”Relax,” Gou Songze patted his shoulder and smiled, “Isn’t our boss here?”
