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"Yan Consultant, what do you like to eat?" The tall Armed Police Brother was as cheerful as a child who stood nearly six and a half feet tall.
"What do you have here to eat?"
"Street stalls, stir-fried seafood, barbecues, hot pot—what do you want?"
"Let's go for the street stalls!"
"Alright!"
They spent half the night eating together, getting to know each other better. Yan Kongyue also shared a lot about the use of spiritual energy and common knowledge about ghost hunting. The trained officers listened attentively and even recorded the conversation.
One of the armed police officers named Guo leaned closer to Yan Kongyue, his eyes filled with anticipation. "Yan Consultant, we've been eating for a few hours now. Can we wrap it up?"
"Sure!"
"Does that mean we can go ghost hunting now?"
"Well, we need to have ghosts to hunt!" Yan Kongyue suddenly lowered her voice and asked mysteriously, "Do you know where there are ghosts?"
"I don't know, but we can take our chances!"
"Alright, tell me more!"
At the bus terminal, people often mentioned that there were issues with that bus line a few years ago.
"Yes, yes! I've heard about it too!" A police officer named Yue Yang raised his hand.
"My family is from out of town. When I first enlisted, my comrades told me about it," Wu Nan added, deliberately lowering his voice a bit.
"Go on, elaborate!"
"I heard that the end of the route is on the outskirts of the city, in the old district of Yu Bei. Some people who took the last bus home ended up either in a cemetery or an abandoned factory when they woke up the next day."
"Isn't there always one strange bus line in every city?" Huo Jingyu scratched his brow and continued, "I remember hearing something similar when I was a kid; even Beijing had its stories."
"You've been reading too many stories!" Lin Qianbai shot a glance at Huo Jingyu.
"Is that bus line far from here?"
"Not far; there should be a stop at the square ahead."
"Alright, let's check it out. If there are no ghosts, we can just enjoy the sightseeing." Yan Kongyue wiped her mouth and led the group out.
When they arrived with over ten people, they drove three cars. To make things easier for their return trip, Feng Xing quietly stored his car in his spatial bag.
If you’re wondering why Yan Kongyue didn’t take it, it’s because her bag was too full, and she was afraid of accidentally crushing something inside.
At Gong Hang Station, after waiting for a while, there was still no sign of a bus.
Is there even a bus coming? Wu Nan asked as he pulled out his phone to check online.
Yes, there is one. That’s not the bus stop sign; it’s just that there are fewer people riding now.
Here it comes!
In the distance, a new energy Public Bus slowly approached, with the bright red numbers on the front displaying "Lu Zhi Line."
Is this the right one?
It says so right there! Xu Xiaolei had already taken out her Gong Hang Card.
Why is it a branch line?
I don’t know; let’s just get on first!
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