Pingjiang City's Old Town Police Station.

"Captain Wang, something's wrong."

"What we thought was a simple family dispute mediation turned out to uncover a heinous murder case."

"The woman named Zhao Fei confessed."

"She and Li Tao conspired to murder Song Liyi, the victim being Li Tao's wife."

"After killing Song Liyi, they dismembered her in the bathroom to cover up the crime, then packed the pieces into plastic bags."

"According to Zhao Fei, the body parts were fed to a dog farm in the suburbs."

This extremely vile murder case left even the seasoned officers pale after hearing the full confession, and many younger officers struggled to hold back their nausea, nearly vomiting on the spot.

They say a day as a couple is a hundred days of grace; it's hard to fathom how Li Tao could bring himself to do it.

Captain Wang Zhi looked over the details of the interrogation.

A nearby officer whispered, "Captain Wang, there's something very strange in their testimonies."

"Both of them claimed to have seen a ghost, and their descriptions are almost identical."

"They both believe Song Liyi came back to seek revenge."

After speaking, the officer awkwardly scratched his head, "Though I don't really believe in ghosts, this case is indeed peculiar."

Wang Zhi tapped the table, looking at Zhao Fei in the interrogation room.

She was curled up in the corner, holding her head, her mind already shattered, muttering repeatedly, "Don't come for me, it's not my fault."

Then he glanced at the interrogation room holding Li Tao, who was on the verge of collapse, his eyes wide with terror, jumping at every little sound.

"Ghosts?" Wang Zhi scoffed, "All that talk of ghosts and spirits is nonsense."

"In my opinion, after they murdered Song Liyi, they were in a state of extreme mental tension, guilty to the core, until one day their minds snapped."

"If you must talk about ghosts, it's the ghosts in their hearts."

"Purely a guilty conscience, scaring themselves."

The officers around laughed, and one even jokingly pulled out his gun, saying, "All fear comes from insufficient firepower."

"Captain Wang, how's my stance?"

Just as they were speaking, the station's lights suddenly went out.

Wang Zhi hadn't even reacted when Li Tao and Zhao Fei in the interrogation rooms screamed in terror, then started shouting frantically, "It's here, it's here."

You can't deny it.

In the pitch-black space, with the screams and shouts from the interrogation rooms, even Wang Zhi felt a chill down his spine.

He quickly grabbed a flashlight from the drawer, ready to check the circuit breaker.

But as soon as he stood up, the lights flickered back on.

An eerie figure appeared out of nowhere in the interrogation room.

"What is that?"

Even the more timid officers couldn't help but cry out, their pupils contracting, their breath nearly stopping.

Sizzle.

Bang.

All the light bulbs in the station exploded, plunging them back into darkness.

Only this time, the darkness was unusually lively.

According to insiders.

That night, the station was filled with screams, shouts, and a barrage of gunfire.

It wasn't until the sun rose the next day that the officers escaped.

Each one looked terrified, speaking incoherently, as if they had been severely frightened.

They said, "Ghosts, it was ghosts coming for our lives."

They also said, "The door wouldn't open, no matter what, we were trapped."

The other police divisions in Pingjiang City received an emergency notice, immediately sealing off the scene, restricting access to unauthorized personnel, then leading a team into the station.

The station was a mess, as if hit by a tornado, with overturned tables and chairs, scattered documents, and bullet holes covering the walls and floor.

When they reached the interrogation rooms, even the bravest officers retched.

Li Tao and Zhao Fei were dead.

Their deaths were so gruesome it was appalling.

Their facial features had been gouged out, their entire skins flayed, and their bodies cut into tiny pieces.

The most horrifying part was that these chunks of flesh were piled into a pyramid.

The skin was spread over it, the head placed at the top, and the gouged-out eyes, ears, mouth, and nose arranged in the center of the floor.

At a glance, it looked like a flesh and blood grave.

And the gouged-out features were the offerings for the grave.

"Recently, a series of heinous cases have occurred in Pingjiang City's Old Town. Originally handling only routine security mediations and neighborhood disputes, the Old Town Police Station was drawn into a shocking wife-murder dismemberment case."

"And the subsequent developments of the case defy logic, causing an uproar throughout the city."

"According to insiders, a major incident occurred at the Old Town Police Station last night, with multiple officers shouting they saw ghosts..."

Su Ming was lounging on the sofa, watching the live broadcast on his phone.

From the footage, the scene was chaotic, with reporters who caught wind of the incident rushing to report from the site.

Although many law enforcement officers tried to stop the reporters from broadcasting.

There were too many reporters, and the viewer count was rapidly increasing.

It was too late to stop it.

The internet was abuzz with discussions about the police station being haunted.

Some insiders even leaked details of Li Tao and Zhao Fei's gruesome deaths.

Though there were no photos, the mere textual descriptions were enough to make many netizens exclaim how terrifying it was, unlike anything a human could do.

"Well done."

Su Ming nodded in satisfaction at the Jumper Ghost.

The Jumper Ghost nodded eagerly, "It's all thanks to the Great King."

Li Tao and Zhao Fei's deaths were designed by Su Ming based on Song Liyi's death.

And he added some of his own aesthetic touches.

When the Jumper Ghost went to claim their lives, it even brought a camera, which Su Ming insisted on.

At that moment, the police officers' worldview shattered completely.

Beyond repair.

Can you imagine, a terrifying-looking ghost holding a camera, snapping photos of the deceased?

That scene.

Tsk tsk.

At this moment, the photos of Li Tao and Zhao Fei's deaths were in Su Ming's hands.

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He slipped the photos into a file folder he had prepared.

There were already signs of the incident being suppressed online.

Many reports and netizen discussions were quietly disappearing.

If this didn't draw out the Anomaly Management Bureau, Su Ming planned to have the Jumper Ghost deliver the file to reporters, to reignite the flames of the incident.

"Alright."

Su Ming tossed the folder into his inventory, stretched lazily, "Time to find the School Belle."

After an invigorating study session, Su Ming rubbed his legs and returned to reality.

It always felt like he wasn't there to study.

More like he was there for exercise.

He picked up his phone and watched for a while.

Sure enough, the major incident at the Old Town Police Station had been suppressed, and it was no longer searchable online.

Even if someone occasionally discussed it, it would soon be deleted.

"As expected of the authorities."

Su Ming couldn't help but marvel at the power of the authorities.

"I'll observe for a few more days. If there's still no movement, I'll send out the file."

"As for now."

Su Ming put on his clothes and took the Jumper Ghost with him.

He was going to search for Cursed Objects.

To him, the world was truly a goldmine right now.

In just one afternoon, Su Ming collected over thirty Cursed Objects, and even treated the Jumper Ghost to three meals.

He presented these Cursed Objects to the Ghost School Belle one by one.

Unfortunately, none of them were useful to the Ghost School Belle.

So all this junk was tossed to the Jumper Ghost.

By evening.

Su Ming was about to have the Jumper Ghost deliver the file when two strangers appeared in the neighborhood.

A woman who looked to be in her twenties and a middle-aged man in his forties.

Building 6 had already been sealed off, and its residents relocated elsewhere.

This man and woman were dressed in ordinary casual clothes, yet they could freely enter and exit the sealed Building 6.

"Are they Handlers?" Su Ming mused to himself.

However, just then, the woman about to enter Building 6 suddenly stopped.

She seemed to sense something, turned around, and her gaze locked directly onto Su Ming, who was observing from the balcony.

The woman tilted her head and said a few words to the middle-aged man beside her, then turned and headed towards Building 5, where Su Ming was.

"Discovered so quickly?"

Su Ming glanced at the Jumper Ghost lurking in the shadows.

The fact that the woman noticed her, Su Ming could only think of one answer: the Jumper Ghost.

He waved his hand, signaling the Jumper Ghost to hide.

Then, he returned to the living room.

Rubbing his hands together, his eyes sparkled with excitement.

After all, this was Su Ming's first encounter with an official Anomaly Handler.