After transmigrating into the book, she became the male god's white moonlight.

Chapter 221 Are you... ready?

The man called Lao Li looked embarrassed. He let go of Zhang Jue's clothes and whispered something in her ear.

"Old Zhang, you've been transferred to a new position, so you might not be familiar with the area yet."

He is the only son of Lan Yi, the founder of the Lan Group in the Imperial City. He has helped us solve many cases and is a partner highly valued by our boss.

Zhang Jue: ?!

Before he could react, four hurried figures entered from outside the door.

"Xiao Zhi..."

A woman who looked to be only in her thirties or forties rushed to the crime scene, her face filled with unbearable sorrow.

With a tremor in her voice, she collapsed and threw herself at the dead man on the soft chair.

Before she could even reach the deceased, she was stopped by a detective standing nearby.

"Madam, this is the crime scene. Please do not approach."

"Officer, what's wrong with my son?"

The woman's expression showed a hint of anger, and standing beside her was the male college student's father, who was sitting on a soft chair.

What kind of logic is there in the world that prevents a mother from seeing her son?

Beside him, the young and inexperienced Officer Cai spotted a familiar figure in the crowd at a glance.

"Head, here, here."

Xiao Cai craned his neck, stood on tiptoe, and spoke with a hint of excitement.

"How are things going?"

Qiao Xiao, wearing the same criminal police uniform, frowned and entered the yellow line.

Just as Xiao Cai was about to speak, he was interrupted by a voice that was approaching from afar.

"Who here is named 'Y'?"

A slightly immature-looking boy with glasses lowered his head and held his phone in his hand.

"Y?"

Zhang Jue stared at the man getting closer, a hint of doubt appearing in her eyes. These days, almost no one uses English abbreviations, unless they're on a special mission.

Qiao Xiao's eyelids twitched involuntarily, and an ominous premonition surged up.

Is it...

Having discovered something, he suddenly turned his head to look at the location of the broadcasting room.

"Yes, a strange text message summoned me here, and it was signed 'Y'."

As they were talking, the man held up his phone, and the text message on it came into Zhang Jue's view.

Immediately afterwards, a short crackling sound of electricity came from the arcade's speakers.

After the electric current sound subsided, a magnetic, melodious sound emanated from within, as pleasant as the tinkling of a spring.

"It's nice to see everyone again!"

The person in the darkness chuckled softly, "What a coincidence! Now that everyone's here, let's begin a new round of games."

Her words carried a hint of tingling pleasure, and her voice was filled with obvious delight.

However, the next second, the tone changed.

"Are you... ready?"

The words uttered from her red lips were chilling, like a demon descended to earth, instilling fear in the very core of one's being.

Upon hearing the announcement at the entrance, the general manager's heart skipped a beat.

She glanced at the man who had arrived behind her out of the corner of her eye and swallowed hard.

"Mr. Bo, I'll go right now..."

He turned around, about to say that the people in the broadcasting room should be kicked out.

The man's cold, peach-blossom eyes looked toward the location of the broadcasting room.

His long, slender fingers made a pause gesture in mid-air, stopping him from saying what he was about to say.

The general manager clenched the hem of his shirt with his hands hanging at his sides, swallowing back the rest of his sentence.

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