Nightmare Apostle

"Chief Zhou, Director Zhai suggests we retreat first, the night shift workers are about to get off." The newcomer said.

"Alright, we’ll leave now. Do a final check of the scene, make sure nothing is missed." Chief Zhou instructed.

"Yes." The newcomer replied.

"Liberation, you should head back and rest. You’ve been up all night, no need to come in during the day. Let Ye Zheng get some good sleep as well. People need rest." Chief Zhou expressed with concern.

"I was out of it today, said things I shouldn’t have. Don’t mind it. We need to focus our energy on capturing this group of enemy agents. That’s your mission here." Chief Zhou added with an official tone.

Yang Xiao glanced sideways at the team member who came to remind them, inwardly berating him. Early or late, he had to come at this time, completely ruining things!

"By the way, I’ve already had someone gather the case materials you requested. They’ll be delivered to you once found." Chief Zhou promised. He held a favorable impression of Yang Xiao, finding him steady and reliable.

Moreover, he was smart and quick to grasp things.

When it came to questioning Liu Hongwei, this guy was able to see through some of his intentions and cooperate with him, which was quite rare, unlike those blockheads under him who only knew how to charge ahead recklessly.

No wonder the higher-ups sent him to assist with the case; he truly had a knack.

However, some of his behaviors were puzzling, like he was hiding something behind the scenes.

But this person was definitely reliable, otherwise, the higher-ups wouldn’t have sent him.

Chief Zhou firmly believed one thing: anyone who could reach a higher rank than him must be smarter, and he just needed to follow orders.

In any case, regardless of what they were dealing with, this factory was the result of twenty years of effort from two generations. Countless people had worked hard here.

This place was like his home, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to destroy it.

Compared to mythical ghosts and monsters, he trusted the gun in his hand more.

Initially, Chief Zhou planned to take Liu Hongwei back to the security department, but with Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng’s intervention, they decided to send her to the infirmary. First to treat her wounds and then arrange for her to rest well.

After Yang Xiao and the team left Residential Building No. 4, the sky was almost light. On the road, they could see workers coming off the night shift, heading back from the factory’s direction.

Returning to Residential Building No. 1, closing the door of his room, Yang Xiao finally felt a rush of drowsiness. They had indeed stayed up the whole night, and their bodies couldn’t take it anymore.

He was almost 30, no longer young. Reflecting back on the nights spent at internet cafes during university, he used to play Teemo and Ashe as support. Sometimes, in good spirits, he’d play Miss Fortune as support, happily interacting with teammates all night long.

Oh, you ask why not play with classmates? Because they’d ban all the support champions he played right away. Yang Xiao didn’t like to play with them; it wasn’t fun.

"Hey, what do you think about today’s event?" Lying on the bed, Ye Zheng looked up at the ceiling and asked.

Because the bed wasn’t large, though called a double bed, it was about as wide as a single bed today, and even shorter in length. The two of them tried their best not to crowd together.

"Even though we didn’t find any clues at the crime scene, we still made progress. At least we know the characteristics of that ghost."

"It’s a coughing, consumptive ghost. In the ghost phone call, it was coughing, and at the scene where Wang Yong was kidnapped, there was also coughing. This can’t be a coincidence." Yang Xiao replied, hands behind his head, eyes closed.

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