Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 180 Harvesting Human Lives
"What the hell is this thing?"

The Aries investigator never expected to see such a scene: a large truck suddenly emerging from the fog.

He also swore that he had not underestimated Han Su, and was already wary of the young investigator's audacity and ruthless methods.

When we first met, I'd rather let him say a few sarcastic things than break off all ties.

Even now, the only reason they're willing to join in the fun is because they have more people on their side and want to win the game.

But who would have thought that, despite being wary of his mental activity and his cunning, he would suddenly appear in a large truck?
In that instant, the Aries investigator, who was not good at speed, didn't even have time to scream before being hit head-on by the truck that had suddenly appeared and had been gathering power for who knows how long. He was thrown straight forward as if he were hanging on the front of the truck.

At this moment, at the three-way intersection, countless dark gun barrels were pointed forward, countless dazzling car headlights shone ahead, and countless cars deliberately blocked the middle of the road, along with the people in the gaps between them, were all staring at the thick fog.

No matter how the celebrity investigator tries to escape, there are far more eyes and methods in place to ensure he cannot successfully escape this inescapable net...

Then, they saw the ghost truck rushing towards them.

The menacing, towering front of the vehicle itself carried a heavy sense of oppression, while the eerie bronze body exuded a chilling aura that instilled fear. The squeaking and groaning of the Aries investigator on board only added to the sense of unease.

Crackle, crackle.

In a panic, some rushed to fire their guns, some chanted secret incantations, and some desperately tried to escape.

But the bullets fired at the steel-like monster had no effect whatsoever.

The massive hood of the car, chanting esoteric incantations, hurtled towards us like lightning, instantly distracting everyone.

Those who wanted to escape were surrounded by too many people and too many cars, making it impossible to run.

So, most people just stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, as the crazy truck ran over them. Investigators and enforcers alike, men and women, experienced and inexperienced, were all crushed under the truck.

Blood splattered, and screams were swallowed back down.

The sturdy tires crushed the shattered, deflated vehicles and the panicked faces into the cracks in the asphalt road. Blood burst from their bodies like squeezed blood bags, splattering like ink all around.

"What exactly happened...?"

Countless people were wailing, questioning, and shouting in a daze.

At this moment, all their usual training in mysterious powers, and the agility and nimbleness honed during missions, were useless. They could only watch as the tall and ferocious front of the vehicle hurtled towards them at over two hundred kilometers per hour, running them over once more.

Screams, gunshots, blood tearing through bones, and twisting chassis—all these sounds mingled with the mad roar of the ghost truck's engine, weaving together into a nightmarish symphony.

Han Su squatted on the front of the car, his left hand holding his body steady, and coldly watched as the defensive line composed of five investigators and twenty enforcers was turned into a pile of indistinguishable flesh and blood in an instant. The ancient idiom "a mantis trying to stop a chariot" flashed through his mind.

When they turned around, only three investigators—Aries, Whiskey, and Cigar—were still able to move, along with four or five other lucky survivors covered in blood and severely injured.

"You're quite capable, aren't you?"

In an instant, he understood why the three investigators, including Aries, had survived.

The Aries investigator, a banshee, was about to crash into the group of vehicles behind her while being pinned down by the ghost truck. In time, she recited a secret incantation, making her body ethereal and preventing her from becoming a sandwich. She rolled out from under the ghost truck.

Lady Whiskey, on the other hand, was a sea monster. Her body mutated in an instant, covered in oil and mucus, which cushioned her from being crushed by the wheels, leaving her only half-dead.

Mr. Cigar, on the other hand, had the advantage of quick reflexes. Just as the ghost truck was about to hit him, he used [Responding to My Limbs] to strengthen his legs and darted away, so he was only grazed.

He's only missing a leg, but he's fine.

"Ghost truck..."

"Ghost truck..."

"Was that...was that the ghost truck that just passed by?"

Having barely escaped with his life, the Aries investigator felt as if countless bones in his body were broken, and he coughed up blood violently.

Right next to him was one of his own assistants, whose body had been crushed in two.

He was so terrified he couldn't describe it; he even screamed, "How could this be? How could this be here...?"

Amidst the shouts, he suddenly remembered what Han Su had said when they first met: 'That ghost truck, I took care of that too…'

Is this supposed to be a solution?
Did he embezzle the ghost truck under the guise of a mission?
Can't stop it.

He immediately realized that no matter how many people were stationed there, they couldn't stop him. The ghost truck was something that even half of the disaster management bureau couldn't catch in the past. Since this rookie investigator had hidden this backup plan, how could he possibly be stopped?

He couldn't even bear to look at the horrific scene before him. He had to quickly restore the signal and report to the drunken investigator. At the same time, his eyes were filled with despair as he looked in the direction where the ghost truck had disappeared, thinking about the consequences this information would cause when it returned to Qinggang...

But unexpectedly, just as he picked up his phone to find a mechanical ghost to restore the signal, he was suddenly hit in the face by two eerie and dazzling headlights, making him slightly dizzy.

That is……

The Aries investigator even paused for a moment before his face suddenly turned to shock, anger, and despair, and he screamed:

"Quickly..." Before the words were even finished, the sound of the engine starting up, accompanied by the roar of a heartbeat, came close in an instant. The smell of burning tires screeching against the ground rushed over, and the tall front of the car that had just disappeared reappeared in his field of vision.

He didn't run away!
He actually rushed back!
Not only was the Aries investigator completely disoriented at that moment, but the lucky guy, who had just narrowly escaped but was seriously injured and unable to move, was now plunged into despair.

"Ah ah ah..."

The screams of the remaining people joined together for a moment, then stopped abruptly as they were crushed by the wheels.

On the roof of the truck, Han Su felt the loss of life below and the excitement of the ghost truck, his expression growing even colder.

With the ghost truck there, breaking through this defense line and leaving would be a piece of cake.

But now that I have this opportunity, why should I run away?

He understood very well that this was a war!
War is a confrontation where there are no backup plans and no way out.

From the moment I left the city, there was no way back. Anyone who saw the ghost truck would die, and anyone who could avoid being hit by it would die. I could escape by using the ghost truck's impact, but what if the survivors caught up with me?
Not to mention whether their subsequent report to the disaster management bureau might bring them unnecessary investigations.

Security alone cannot be guaranteed.

The ghost truck has its weaknesses, and a skilled investigator, if they pay attention, may be able to come up with a way to deal with it.

At that point, you might be the one who suffers the misfortune.

This is also why they didn't dare to let the ghost truck appear directly when they caught up with Investigator Feidi.

So, I was forced into it too...

……

……

This ghost truck's back-turn attack instantly added a few more splashes of crimson and a few desperate screams to the road.

But from directly opposite, shouts suddenly rang out as investigator Fei Di rushed up.

As soon as the thick fog rose, the investigators from Feidi and those guarding all sides sensed something was wrong. The battlefield was divided into several different areas by the sudden fog, with each area almost three meters apart, making it impossible to see each other clearly.

Han Su rushed forward, and their vision was obscured by the thick fog. They could only hear screams ahead, and assumed that Han Su had broken through the blockade ahead, so of course they had to hurry and catch up.

This chase led to a head-on collision with the ghost truck that was turning around to kill them.

Boom! Boom!
The flesh and blood heart resounded heavily, accompanied by the mechanical roar.

The next moment, the headlights were so bright they seemed to pierce through people's bodies, and the tall, ferocious mechanical monster rammed straight into them.

"What the hell is this?"

The investigator, Fei Di, who had just rushed up, was completely stunned.

What he is riding in now is actually a bizarre life form made of a mixture of machinery and flesh.

In nature, it seems to share the same origin as the Ghost Truck.

But the difference in strength between these life forms was too obvious. Before the investigator, Fei Di, could do anything, the flesh-and-blood machine beneath him suddenly let out a whimper and curled up into a ball, like a cat or dog seeing a tiger, completely losing the strength to resist.

The ghost truck showed no mercy to anyone, crushing the shrunken mass of flesh and machine directly.

The investigator, Fei Di, was trapped inside and couldn't even send out a cry for help.

"Di Di-"

The ghost truck, leaving long trails of blood, emitted an exhilarating horn sound.

Then, almost without Han Su's command, they gathered their strength once again and charged forward.

At the same moment, Han Su, who was crouching on the roof of the car, pulled out his stun gun, then took out a specially made dagger from his briefcase and slowly twisted the end of the dagger onto the end of the stun gun.

A simple longsword appeared in his hand.

As the ghost truck spun its wheels again and rolled forward, Han Su narrowed his eyes and looked at the countless people screaming in panic and trying to save their lives in front of the truck. He seized the opportunity, grabbed his long knife, and pounced down in an instant.

"Hey!"

The Aries investigator and Ms. Whiskey had already dodged being run over by the ghost truck twice, but the terror in their eyes had reached its peak. Ms. Whiskey was about to drag her badly injured body and escape from the highway when Han Su descended from the sky.

The simple long knife in his hand pierced through her body in an instant.

Ms. Whiskey screamed in agony and was about to chant a secret incantation to release the poison, but Han Su had already squeezed the mechanism of the stun gun, and a strong current surged out instantly, and her flesh and blood emitted a burnt smell.

The Disaster Management Bureau's secret weapon is still quite effective...

(End of this chapter)