Chapter 18: 18 Don't Ask, Asking Means Explosion (Part 1)

18 Don't Ask, Asking Means Explosion (Part 1)

There was really nothing to be done about this chatterbox sheep; since he couldn't really stew it, Li Ang had no choice but to carry the incessantly chattering sheep head with disgust, walking quickly through the somewhat dim corridor of the Cleaning Bureau, and began to identify the nameplates hanging outside each office.

Harry Morgan (Level 2 Crisis Handler)

Auntie Ai Ma (Level 1 Disaster Handler)

Li Ang Laien (Level 3 Accident Handler)... hmm, so this is it. Speaking of which, my office is right next to Auntie Ai Ma's~

Scanning the familiar name on the nameplate next door, the corners of Li Ang's mouth couldn't help but curl upward subconsciously.

Of course, this didn't mean Li Ang had any ideas about her; mainly, when he first joined the job, the fact that the person next door was a gentle, beautiful, and very reliable senior was in itself a very happy thing... hmm? There seems to be something flashing in her office?

Glancing from the small window on the corridor side at the strange flash in Auntie Ai Ma's office, Li Ang walked back a step out of curiosity, took a look inside, and then immediately walked back with a blank face, entering his own office with a stiff expression.

For no other reason than that on Auntie Ai Ma's desk, there was a crank scythe over three meters long, covered in brown rust stains; the flash he saw was actually the sunlight reflecting off the blade of the scythe.

Besides that, her office wasn't what he had imagined, filled with interesting green plants, mature and beautiful clothes, or cute children's items; instead, it was piled with all sorts of strange and even terrifying things.

Blood-stained bandages, damaged nail hammers, open old coffins, leather ancient books with suspicious materials, bone specimens of unknown creatures, and even half a scaffold stuck against the wall—the kind where a huge guillotine is pulled up several meters high and hung, then cut by the executioner, and then falls... Clack!

Well, Auntie Ai Ma might be a gentle person, but the overly special nature of the Cleaning Bureau's work meant that her gentle style could seemingly only exist in her personality.

He still remembered that last night, when he rushed to the special care ward, he even saw the fingerprint she had pinched out with her bare hand on that hard metal cabinet...

After reaffirming the judgment that he absolutely must not provoke her, Li Ang rummaged around in his own office and successfully found the large suitcase that was almost identical to Auntie Ai Ma's in the place the red-haired Director had mentioned.

Brass metal anti-collision corners, a wide and sturdy solid wood frame, covered in tough beast skin with patterns similar to a crocodile... although the appearance was very simple and plain, without the carvings and metal buckles common in modern suitcases, one knew upon touching it that with this solid material, it must be expensive.

And the only decoration on the entire exterior of the suitcase was the golden emblem embossed on the side of the metal handle lining, which was exactly the symbol of the Cleaning Bureau—that dung beetle pushing a dung ball.

As for the interior of the suitcase, there were multiple nested custom partitions. The empty space on the far left with two horns was clearly left for Hearing Heishanyang, and next to it was a disassembled long-range nail gun and six silver-white gas canisters the size of a cantaloupe.

Seeing this familiar 'sniper rifle', Li Ang's heart felt a slight warmth, knowing that this thing must have been left by Auntie Ai Ma.

She had really taken great care of him, and even last night, after finishing the investigation, she didn't deal with the bloodstains on her body first, but instead pulled him to chat for a long time, told him many details when performing 'cleaning work', and repeatedly urged him to be extra careful about some things.

And now, with a mission to go out immediately, she had actually specifically left her weapon for him... This favor was truly too great; when she needed help in the future, he absolutely had to work twice as hard and must live up to her care!

Li Ang, filled with emotion, set up the suitcase,

shoved Hearing Heishanyang, who was still cursing, into the sheep head slot, and then closed it heavily.

A wonderful thing happened; the moment the leather suitcase was buckled tight, it was as if it had been strangled directly; whether it was the chatter in his ears or the curses in his brain, everything disappeared in an instant, and the whole world became quiet.

Good~ with this thing, he could take Hearing Heishanyang out without worrying about it talking nonsense and scaring Anna.

Nodding with satisfaction, Li Ang reached out to grab the suitcase handle and pulled with force!

It didn't budge...

???

Looking at the large suitcase that was too lazy to even sway, Li Ang widened his eyes, grabbed the large handle of the suitcase with both hands, and pulled with all his might, refusing to believe it.

Facing Li Ang, who had used even the strength he used to drink milk, the huge suitcase finally gave a little reaction, but it only left the ground by a tiny bit before crashing down with a 'bang', the huge volume shaking the floating dust in the entire office.

"..."

Solid wood frame, crocodile-like skin, metal accessories, sheep head and sniper rifle inside... if this thing doesn't weigh fifty or sixty kilograms, I'll just eat this suitcase!

Looking at his own thin arms, which appeared somewhat malnourished due to long-term malnutrition, and then at the large suitcase lying on the ground as immovable as a mountain, as if mocking him, Li Ang, who was 'physically weak', sighed helplessly, rationally gave up the idea of taking it away, and instead took his ID, pushed open the door fiercely, and walked toward the Police Department's cafeteria.

Eat! I must eat with all my might! Eat myself into a strong man! And then exercise harder! If nothing else, at least I must practice until I can lift the suitcase myself!

Otherwise, when Auntie Ai Ma asks me for help in the future, if I can't even lift a suitcase and have to beg her to help me lift it, then what the hell am I living for?

"Anna... *hiccup*... look what I brought you?"

After pushing the door into the special care ward and looking at the frail girl on the hospital bed looking over with surprise, a smile appeared on Li Ang's face involuntarily.

Lifting the nanmu lunch box in his hand and shaking it gently, before Anna could answer, Li Ang smiled and revealed the answer:

"It's the silver cod soup you loved so much when you were little! I specifically asked; it was cod caught from the outer river this morning, and fresh milk was added!"

Silver cod and milk... wouldn't that be very expensive?

Hearing Li Ang's words, Anna said with some hesitation:

"Brother, you only joined the job yesterday, and as a result, you're helping me transfer wards and bringing me such expensive fish soup; wouldn't it be a bit..."

"It's okay, you don't need to worry about these things; all you need to do now is recover well... come, let me see your leg."

Placing the three-layer lunch box borrowed from the Police Department cafeteria on the bedside table, Li Ang lifted a corner of the quilt, looked at his sister's bandaged right thigh, and asked with heartache:

"Does it hurt? It's all my fault; if I hadn't sent you to this hospital, you wouldn't have..."

"It doesn't hurt! Oh!"

Not expecting Li Ang's hand to be so fast, the frail girl's cheeks couldn't help but turn slightly red. She hurriedly reached out to grab the quilt and covered her thigh again, then grabbed his arm and complained:

"Brother! My skirt was cut open when they bandaged it; don't flip it around! Also, can you stop carrying everything on your own shoulders?

When you sent me here, you didn't know the hospital's gas pipeline would suddenly explode; this incident was just an accident, it really isn't your fault!" ===== CHAPTER 19 =====