Chapter 266: 266

266 "Wang Xiaoqian'er, hand over your life!"

The office's marriage leave is half a month, plus Tushan Jiu's advance annual leave, making a total of one and a half months.

Tushan Jiu and Xie Shiyu returned one or two days ahead of schedule.

Because Tushan Jiu changed from an intern to a regular employee.

Although the work is still the same, unchanged, but the credentials have changed; they got new official certificates.

Starting today, Lin Xiu'er no longer leads them; they must handle each case completely independently, including liaising with other cities' offices.

Contact information, Lin Xiu'er has already organized it for them and handed it over.

Tushan Jiu's team has a clear division of labor: three are socially anxious, one is socially confident, and one is a chatterbox; it's obvious who should handle this section.

Wang Dongqing is quite self-aware; when Lin Xiu'er gave them the list, he voluntarily took it, then entered each item one by one as listed, and added each as a friend for easier communication.

As a result, just after adding them the next day, Qing City contacted Wang Dongqing, saying they had a case there; after multiple investigations, the ghost's next revenge target will be coming to Nan Cheng on a business trip these days, and they applied for a joint investigation.

Other teams are not idle either; they all have cases, so this case was assigned to their team.

Wang Dongqing asked them to send over the case information.

They looked at the preliminary analysis report of the case.

The report states that this male ghost is named Lang Qingfeng; in life he was a quality inspector at the processing plant of a well-known brand's infant food subsidiary.

In life, he jumped to his death after owing a million in gambling debts.

According to his colleagues, he lost money and wanted to win it back, thus falling completely into it.

Qing City preliminarily speculates that Lang Qingfeng, unwilling to accept his death, believes that the casino staff and the colleagues who went with him conspired to cheat him out of his money, leading to his ruin, and thus he seeks revenge.

Because Qing City's fortune-teller calculated that he was destined to suffer this calamity, and his fate is indeed that of someone innately fond of gambling.

The two people he killed earlier were: one a casino staff member, the other his team leader, the person who decided to go to Ao Cheng.

His next target is their team's deputy leader, Ma Zhiqiu.

Seeking revenge on him may be because he was the one who originally suggested going to Ao Cheng.

After reading the report, MuMu spoke first: "This ghost named Lang Qingfeng can't afford to play, lost money and couldn't pay his debts, was driven to jump, what's the point of taking revenge on others?"

Wang Dongqing also frowned: "Qing City says Ma Zhiqiu has come here to the headquarters for a meeting, so let's protect him first; they've already boarded a plane heading this way."

Maomao stayed silent, watching Tushan Jiu's moving fingers.

Xiang Yichu also didn't move, just like Maomao.

Tushan Jiu calculated Lang Qingfeng and indeed, as Qing City's fortune-teller said, he is innately fond of gambling, his deadly calamity indeed lies in the gambling character, and his lifespan matches as well.

In short, just from looking at divination, this outcome is his destined fate, with no injustice.

Tushan Jiu withdrew her hand, her gaze falling again on the photos of the team leader Peng Gui he killed and the casino staff member he killed, narrowing her eyes.

After a moment, she said, "This case is not about seeking revenge."

The three of them and the doll all looked at her simultaneously.

Forty minutes later, a car stopped not far from the entrance of the infant food company where Lang Qingfeng was.

Tushan Jiu and the four of them got out of the car.

Xiang Yichu lifted MuMu from his lap onto his shoulder, and again reminded: "Later, no talking, got it?"

"Ah, I got it, I got it, tomorrow no matter if you call me Iceberg Xiang or Nagging Xiang!" MuMu patted his head, showing displeasure.

Wang Dongqing saw it and sneered: "Keep patting and cherishing it; who knows, once you transform, you might not be able to pat anymore."

MuMu: "Why?"

"Xiang Yichu is 1.85 meters tall; when you transform, can you even reach 1.5 meters?" Wang Dongqing said with a grin.

MuMu: "Wang Xiaoqian'er, are you tired of living?! I'm going to fight you—you're only 1.5 meters tall, and your whole family is 1.5 meters!"

Saying that, MuMu was about to rush at Wang Dongqing.

But Xiang Yichu pressed him down and covered his mouth.

MuMu glared at Xiang Yichu, puffed up, unhappy about his favoritism.

Wang Dongqing also raised an eyebrow at MuMu, full of pride: "I've known Xiang Yichu longer than you have; of course my good brother sides with me!"

Tushan Jiu and Maomao exchanged a smiling glance, not participating in this fight.

Both of them knew how it would end.

Because one is good at calculating, the other knows him well.

MuMu's head made a motion to droop down, drawing circles on Xiang Yichu's hand to 'curse' Wang Dongqing.

After a few seconds, MuMu felt his head being patted.

It lifted its head, and Xiang Yichu tilted his head toward Wang Dongqing, saying, "Just now a passerby passed by; I wasn't trying to stop you from 'taking revenge'."

Saying that, Xiang Yichu released it.

MuMu immediately stopped drawing circles, turned his head to Wang Dongqing, and said, "Wang Xiaoqian'er, hand over your life!"

Wang Dongqing exclaimed in shock, "Holy shit, ruthless!"

MuMu performed a spinning leap, landing directly on Wang Dongqing's back, and began throwing left and right hooks.

A puppet and a puppet spirit differ by just one character, yet they are worlds apart.

Its little fists really hurt when they hit someone.

It hurt Wang Dongqing so much he kept jumping up and yelling, "Maomao sis, save me!"

Maomao shook her head: "No saving, you deserve it; who let you bully MuMu?"

Wang Dongqing then looked at Tushan Jiu; Tushan Jiu lifted her head to gaze at the sky, "What a nice sunny day today."

Wang Dongqing: "......"

Suddenly Tushan Jiu put on a serious face for a second: "Ma Zhiqiu has come out."

Lang Qingfeng has already killed two people and become a vengeful ghost; he is not afraid of sunlight, and moreover, the sun is about to set right now.

Ma Zhiqiu has come out, and Bright Celebration Abundant is not far either.

But surprisingly, they have been following Ma Zhiqiu for several hours, and Bright Celebration Abundant still hasn't appeared.