Guo Yun: Plays Ye Shunguang, teammate Ye Shiyuan

Let's go back an hour.

In her dream, Rin was being tortured by a red-haired demon.

But the demon wouldn't stop, torturing you while chanting, "You're destined to spend the rest of your life in the Praise Chamber... Stop struggling... Just do the missions with us and you won't have to suffer like this anymore~"

Ling tried to resist, but the ropes were tied too tightly. She could only struggle while cursing in her heart: What a stupid dream! Even the way to torture people is so uncreative!

The dream continued; Ling gave in and stayed there for a long time, but at times she was also tortured there with whips and candles...

Of course, there are also serious methods, such as the tiger bench. Although I immediately gave in after just hearing about it, the person also considered that I was indeed capable, so I never actually used any torture that could cause bloodshed.

During another routine forced mission, a purple umbrella suddenly appeared in the field of vision, blocking the demon's view.

Ling froze, looking up along the umbrella handle, but only saw a blurry blur of light and shadow. Just then, a baboon appeared out of nowhere, hopping and waving at her, gesturing for her to follow.

It's an escape route!

Bell struggled and ran. She followed Bomb as they raced through the maze-like corridors, the angry roars of the demon and the chaotic footsteps of its claws echoing behind them.

"Grab her! Don't let her get away!"

Lingtou didn't dare look back, only knowing to rush forward blindly. But as she ran, Bangbu in front of her suddenly let out a scream, as he was crushed by a hand that appeared out of nowhere.

Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she tripped over something—

He lost his balance and fell.

Ling suddenly opened her eyes.

The ceiling had familiar wooden beams, and the hazy morning light shone through the window; the sky was not yet fully bright.

Her toes clenched unconsciously as she lay on the bed, her chest heaving violently. It took her several seconds to realize that it was all a dream.

"...Ugh...What a terrible dream! Of all the torture methods to dream about, this was the one..."

Ling let out a long breath and rubbed her eyes. She glanced out the window; it was still early, the sun hadn't fully risen, and the streets were quiet, with only the occasional bird call.

She turned over, ready to go back to sleep.

But as soon as I moved, I suddenly felt a dull, dragging pain in my abdomen.

Ling frowned and pressed her lower abdomen. This feeling…like she was about to have diarrhea?

Ling was tortured terribly at the praise meeting. She knew what her body wanted to do that day as soon as there was the slightest change in her body.

She suddenly remembered the scene from last night: the bathroom was dark, and she had accidentally turned on the shower switch, causing the water from the showerhead to pour down, soaking her and her brother completely.

After finally finishing cleaning up, when she went back to her room to change, just as she took off her wet clothes, the night breeze from outside blew in through the window, sending a cool breeze across her stomach...

She shuddered at the time, thinking that everything should be alright.

It seems something's wrong now.

Ling let out a groan and buried her face in the pillow. But the next second, she suddenly thought of an even more serious problem—

Where's the toilet paper?

Weren't those rolls of toilet paper soaked last night? They're lying limply on the floor, completely unusable.

What did they use to go to the toilet today?

Yeah... what should we use?

Ling sprang out of bed with such force that she threw the blankets aside. Barefoot on the floor, without even bothering to put on slippers, she rushed to the bathroom door and flung it open—

The bathroom remained a mess from the previous night. Several wads of soaking wet toilet paper lay crumpled and completely ruined on the floor. The shelf next to it was empty, without a single toilet paper refill.

Ling rushed into the storage room again and turned the cabinets upside down.

No.

There isn't anywhere.

She stood in the middle of the storage room, completely dumbfounded.

"...I'll go."

Ling shuddered, not caring what time it was, she threw on a jacket, put on a yellow short sock on the left and a black knee-high sock on the right, then put on her sweaty, hot sneakers, and rushed out the door.

As she passed her brother's room, she subconsciously slowed her pace and quietly peeked through a crack in the door.

Zhe's room was tidy. Zhe himself was lying on his side on the bed, breathing evenly, fast asleep, showing no sign of waking up.

Ling pouted.

I was so worried before, but after staying for a few more days, he stopped sleeping with me... you blockhead!

She gently closed the door, turned around, and ran out of Suibianguan.

The streets outside were still quiet, and the morning breeze carried a slight chill, making Ling shrink her neck. She jogged along and quickly found the nearest convenience store.

The store was brightly lit, but there weren't many customers. Ling headed straight for the household goods section, looking hopefully at the shelves—

empty.

The toilet paper shelves were completely empty, not even a scrap of paper was left.

Ling paused for two seconds, then turned to the clerk: "Excuse me, a roll of toilet paper...?"

"Sold out." The shop assistant said without looking up.

"When will you restock?"

"Tomorrow, the warehouse is out of stock today."

Ling's lips twitched.

She refused to believe it and went to two more convenience stores.

The result was exactly the same.

All the toilet paper rolls are sold out.

Ling stood in front of the third convenience store, looking at the "Toilet Paper Sold Out" sign, and fell into deep thought.

If she really gets diarrhea today, how will she survive without tissues?

Using...using money to wipe it? No, that's too hard. Using clothes? Even worse, that's all she's wearing. Using water? There's not even a showerhead here...too technically difficult, and too risky.

Ling grew increasingly desperate, squatting down next to a Bangbu charging station, burying her head in her hands, feeling that her life was shrouded in darkness.

Just then, she caught a glimpse of a GG sign on the side of her eye.

It showed a photo of a female celebrity, blonde and blue-eyed, with a hot body, dressed very... well, very daringly. The caption read: "Shocking! The amazing inside story of Monica! Everything you want to know is here!"

Below is a line of smaller print: Click to see Monica's little-known secrets—it's all about black and yellow stuff!

Bell's attention was drawn to it.

The material is both black and yellow?

Curious, she leaned closer, squinting at the female celebrity's face. Monica… she seemed to be a fairly famous model? She'd seen her boyfriend on TV quite often lately. What kind of incredible rumors could a celebrity like that have?

Just as she was staring intently at the GG card, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Store manager?"

Ling was startled and turned her head.

Then she saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure...

"...Billy?!"

"It really is you, Manager!" Billy clutched his head in his hands, an exaggerated expression of shock on his robotic face. "Where have you been all this time? We couldn't find you anywhere!"

Billy, a member of the Rabbit House.

During the praise ceremony, that red-haired devil showed her a complete copy of the Rabbit House's information and mocked her, saying, "You think you can rely on these few useless people to save you? Don't dream about it."

Ling did consider asking for help, but the demon saw through her thoughts and pulled up all the information about everyone in the Rabbit House. Not to mention what cases they had recently participated in, it included photos, abilities, preferences, and even a member's file that was updated three hours after they had only verbally agreed to join—a newly joined cat-person named Nekomata.

So even though Rin hadn't spent much time with the robot, she was very familiar with its face.

"Wait a minute!" Bell snapped out of her daze, pointing at Billy, "How did you get here?!"

"Huh?" Billy scratched his head. "Nicole heard that toilet paper here is much cheaper than in New Elliott, and there are discounts, so she brought us here. We just emptied the toilet paper boxes at these convenience stores nearby. They just left. What's up, manager?"

Ling's expression froze. "...What did you say?"

"I said we just emptied all the toilet paper rolls from these nearby convenience stores—"

"Do you have any toilet paper on you?" Ling's face darkened for a moment as she interrupted him.

"No," Billy replied matter-of-factly. "The toilet paper is with Boss Nicole. What's up, manager?"

Ling took a deep breath.

"fine."

She turned around and continued staring at the GG card, her expression unusually complicated.

"Hey store manager, what are you looking at?" Billy followed her gaze. "That guy—"

"Oh, oh, oh!" Bell suddenly interrupted him loudly, startling Billy. "What happened to your case? The long-term case!"

Billy's attention was indeed diverted.

"Ah? Oh! The Vision case!" He put his hands on his head, his tone becoming somewhat sentimental. "We came to you guys because of that case, but you couldn't find anyone, so we found another company with a cheaper commission fee..."

"But this very search actually saved our lives!"

Ling was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Billy's voice deepened, carrying an unusual heaviness: "I still remember his name! Liu Han!"

"He was a real tough guy!" Billy shouted. "While we were locked in a fierce battle with Dead End Butcher, he risked everything for the safety of our clients, driving an abandoned train loaded with bombs and taking Dead End Butcher down with him..."

He covered his face, the robot's fingers trembling slightly on the metal face.

"He originally planned to cooperate with us long-term, and even said that after the deal was done, he would adopt us as his godsons and give us 70% of the profits from our cooperation. Unfortunately, after hearing what we were going to do, he said he wanted to do his part for the residents of Fanbu Port, and then he just left..."

Ling was completely confused.

Dead End Butcher? Abandoned Train? Mutual Destruction?

What is all this about?

"No," she interrupted Billy, "what?"

"It's not over yet!" Billy lowered his hand, his tone becoming even more agitated. "Just before the Farvision case trial was about to begin, Boss Nicole received a series of blank messages from a hacker she had connections with. We initially thought it was nothing, but that changed after we boarded the airship—"

"The briefcase of that short guy who was about to be tried suddenly released a burst of anesthetic gas!" Billy gestured with his hands, "It knocked out Nicole, Ambly, and Cat! I escaped because my airway was blocked and I couldn't breathe!"

Ling frowned.

"Then the airship crashed!" Billy's voice rose higher and higher, "crashed inside the Balley Building! I unleashed my potential and caught Nicole and the cat in mid-air! Ambly somehow woke up and managed to stand on her own!"

"We had just landed when suddenly I heard a scream above me!" Billy looked up, gesturing as if looking up. "I looked closely and saw a person with pink hair and wearing black clothes falling towards us! I was completely stunned, but based on the principle of saving as many people as possible, I saved that person too!"

"Uh... even though she pounced on my body and used me as a cushion..." Billy touched his metal shell, his tone tinged with grievance, "but she still saved someone, right?"

Ling was stunned and speechless.

This is a lot of information!

"And then?" she asked instinctively.

"And then?" Billy tilted his head. "And then we got out! That pink-haired lady, the hacker Nicole knows! She was very grateful to us after she woke up, saying she owed us a favor. Luckily, she knew a little about voids, so she led us out safely."

"And then what?"

"And then, even more coincidentally!" Billy clapped his hands. "That hacker lady, to repay the favor, actually gave us a car out of her own pocket! Brand new! With amazing performance!"

"So now, besides our original 'Coal Tail,' we also have another car that Miss Hacker gave us!" Billy puffed out his chest, his tone full of pride. "And I naturally became the driver of that other car!"

The bell was silent for two seconds.

This experience... is just too outrageous!

But she didn't have the mind to ask those questions right now.

"Can I get in your car and go to Guangying Plaza?" Ling asked directly.

"What is the store manager going to Guangying Plaza for?"

"Buy toilet paper."

Billy paused for a moment, then laughed awkwardly, "Hahahaha! Of course, of course! I'll guarantee the store manager's safety!" He patted his chest, feigning seriousness.

So he turned and walked towards the street corner, waving as he went: "The car's over there! Manager, come with me!"

Ling followed behind him for a few steps, then suddenly remembered something. "Oh right, you still haven't told me why you're here?"

Billy didn't even turn his head. "I stayed and looked around some more, hoping to find something I'd missed! And then I bumped into the manager!"

"...A fish that slipped through the net?"

"Yeah! To roll up the toilet paper!"

Ling's lips twitched.

Good grief, you cunning rabbit houses are treating this place like a toilet paper wholesale market, aren't you?

……

—20 minutes later, at the Light and Shadow Plaza—

Steam rose from the breakfast stall, carrying the aroma of fried dough sticks and soy milk. Although setting up a stall is not allowed here, as part of social etiquette, one can still earn some money this way as long as they are not caught.

A truck slowly drove in, its body bearing the wildness unique to the outer ring road, its engine sounding steady and powerful.

"PaiPai! Lucy said we should come to Light Plaza to stock up on some goods to prepare for the Hellfire Ride in a few days!" In the passenger seat, a girl with pigtails excitedly shook her head, her bright eyes scanning the gradually bustling street scene outside the window.

Pai Pai didn't say anything, just grunted "hmm" and narrowed his eyes into slits.

Bernice, oblivious to her companion's drowsiness, continued chattering, "But were we speeding just now? There was a police officer in a three-wheeled vehicle behind us. I saw him flash his lights; he was probably heading towards us, right?"

"Uh..." Pai Pai barely opened her eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror, then lowered her eyelids again. Her voice was muffled, as if it were coming from a very far place. "I haven't slept since yesterday, and I've been driving for more than four hours. I was probably too tired and didn't notice... Bernice, can you help me out? I want to sleep for a while."

Before she finished speaking, she skillfully pulled the car to the side of the road and leaned back in her seat—almost instantly, her even breathing began.

"Okay! No problem!" Bernice replied energetically, about to open the car door—

"Thump!"

A furry paw reached out from the back row and tapped Bernice on the head, neither too hard nor too soft.

It was a masked cat-like girl, and the electronic voice coming from inside the mask carried a clear sense of helplessness: "Bernice! Do you even know where your driver's license and other documents are? And put your flamethrower away right now!"

Bernice then realized that she was still holding the flamethrower in her hand; she had instinctively pulled it out in her excitement...

"And you, Pai Pai!" Pokona leaned forward and nudged the driver, who was fast asleep. "Don't fall asleep yet! You're the driver, what will we do if you fall asleep?"

Pai Pai remained completely still.

"Poppy, don't get so worked up..." Bernice rubbed the spot where she'd been hit, her smile undiminished. "I know you're worried, but don't panic. Look how sleepy Pai Pai is, let her get some sleep. He's just a sheriff, I'll talk to him, I promise everything'll be fine!"

Just as Pokona was about to lash out, she caught a glimpse of the blue and white security tricycle parked behind the truck in her rearview mirror. A sheriff wearing sunglasses was getting out of the vehicle, his movements unhurried yet exuding an unsettling air of authority.

"It's too late!" Pokona grabbed Bernice and pushed her into the back seat, then quickly climbed into the passenger seat, rolled down the window, and tried her best to put on a well-behaved expression.

"Hello! Do you know what you've done?" The sheriff walked to the driver's side window, gave a quick salute, and then took out his notebook.

He was wearing sunglasses, so his eyes were obscured, but his voice was melodious and clear, indicating that he was a seasoned violator who had seen all sorts of violations. He was now using a combination of polite persuasion and force to put pressure on the violator.

Pokona silently fastened her seatbelt again—she'd been in such a rush that she'd forgotten to, and now she was quickly doing so, hoping to leave the sheriff with the impression that "we are law-abiding citizens." She cleared her throat, about to speak—

A hand reached out from the back row, grabbed Pai Pai's shoulder, and shook him.

Pai Pai's body swayed slightly with the shaking, and his head bobbed a few times as well. From the sheriff's perspective, it looked as if the driver was shaking his head at him.

"Oh?!" The sheriff raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing into slits behind his sunglasses. "You're pretty arrogant!"

Pokona turned and glared at Bernice. If that look could materialize, Bernice would be riddled with holes by now.

Bernice was a little embarrassed by the glare and awkwardly let go of his hand. Pai Pai stopped swaying and maintained a slightly bowed head posture. From the window, it looked like an indifferent attitude of "I am who I am, what can you do about it?"

"I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear me?!" The sheriff's temper flared up when he saw that the young driver, who looked like he wasn't even an adult, dared to blatantly ignore him.

He raised his hand and pounded on the car door, the loud banging particularly jarring on the quiet morning street.

Pokona was startled by the sudden noise, and the explanation she had rehearsed in her mind instantly vanished. She opened her mouth, but her mind went completely blank.

Just then—

The hand in the back row reached out again and shook the pie once more.

Pai Pai's head swayed gently as the rocking motion began.

The sheriff froze, his hand still pounding on the door. He saw with his own eyes that the driver—while he was pounding on the door questioning him—shake his head again.

"...Uh?" The sheriff's anger was replaced by a hint of confusion. He tilted his head, trying to see what was happening inside the car through the window. "Didn't you hear me??"

The next second, confusion was replaced by a fiercer rage. The sheriff took a deep breath, his cheeks puffed out, and his face behind his sunglasses turned bright red: "You—right now—show me your driver's licenses!"

"Hey! Your driver's license!" Pokona finally snapped out of her daze and instinctively reached for the storage compartment, only to find that the seatbelt she had just fastened was now tightly wrapped around her like a stubborn snake, and the buckle wouldn't budge.

"Driver's license?" Bernice, sitting in the back, paused for a moment upon hearing this keyword, then turned around and rummaged through the bag behind her. It was Pai Pai's everyday bag, filled with all sorts of odds and ends—snack wrappers, spare parts, a few magazines, a jacket…

"Driver's license, driver's license, driver's license... Which one is the driver's license?!" Bernice turned the bag upside down, throwing all sorts of items everywhere.

She was so focused on turning over that she didn't notice her loosened pubic area had lost its support, and she was still asleep—

So it fell straight forward.

"Bang."

Her forehead slammed squarely into the horn in the center of the steering wheel.

"drop------!"

The piercing sound of the horn exploded in the morning air above the square, startling all the pigeons by the fountain into flight.

Several young people eating breakfast were startled and turned to look at the source of the sound. The breakfast stall owner's hand trembled, and half a cup of soy milk spilled.

The sheriff, who had been waiting quietly nearby, was so startled by the loud bang that he leaned back. Adjusting his sunglasses, which had nearly flown off, he stared at the driver's seat, still shaken: "Wait, what happened? I asked you what happened?!"

The sheriff climbed onto the car window and leaned half his body into the driver's seat to see what this arrogant young driver was up to.

Then he saw it.

A little girl was curled up on the steering wheel, fast asleep, her forehead still pressed against the center of the horn, making even breathing sounds.

The world seemed to fall silent for a few seconds.

The sheriff remained leaning forward, his expression a fascinating mix of emotions.

Pokona finally unbuckled her seatbelt, frantically leaning over to straighten Pai Pai back up. She forced a smile that looked more like a grimace at the sheriff, her voice dry and strained: "Um... hahaha... you see... she... she's so sleepy..."

The sheriff slowly straightened up, took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes that were as wide as copper bells.

He took a deep breath, then another, his cheeks puffing out and then deflating, puffing out and then deflating.

"What?!" His voice, trembling and rising higher, was forced out through clenched teeth. "In all my years as a sheriff, this is the first time I've ever seen someone sleeping in their car! You—all of you—get out!"

The last few words were almost shouted out.

The commotion here was enormous. The Guangying Square, which had previously only had a few scattered pedestrians, was now surrounded by onlookers. A middle-aged man who had just parked his car to buy breakfast forgot to close the door; an elderly man walking his dog didn't even notice that the leash was tangled around his leg; and several students in school uniforms simply stopped and took out their phones to record videos.

Pokona wailed inwardly: Could it get any worse?

Buzz—Put-put-put!

...Wait, what's that sound?

Pokona paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked down at the instrument panel—the engine tachometer was rising, the pointer trembling as it climbed the scale.

Before she could react, the truck suddenly lurched forward!

"ah--!"

The sheriff, who was leaning against the car window, was thrown off by the sudden start and landed hard on his backside, his sunglasses flying three meters away.

"Ouch, damn it!" Pokona clutched her aching tailbone, staring blankly at the out-of-control truck.

"What's going on?!" Pokona's mind went blank, but her body instinctively lunged at the steering wheel.

She gripped the steering wheel tightly and jerked the wheel—luckily, there weren't many people in the square that morning, and the truck scraped past a lamppost and sped onto the highway, heading straight ahead along the empty lane.

"What the heck! Bo-Miao, you just ran away?!" Bernice, who had finally crawled out of the pile of junk in the back row, witnessed this scene and her mouth dropped open wide enough to fit an egg. "Is this the Bo-Miao I know?!"

"No, the truck started by itself!" Pokona's voice trembled, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. "Come help me!"

The truck was still accelerating; the speedometer had already exceeded forty kilometers per hour.

Bernice then realized the seriousness of the situation. She grabbed Pai Pai, who was still fast asleep, and unceremoniously tossed her back—Pai Pai rolled like a human punching bag onto the back seat, finally waking up from the commotion. She looked around groggily, "Huh? What happened? Have we arrived?"

"No time to explain!" Bernice leaped into the driver's seat, her buttocks barely touching the seat before she slammed on the brakes.

Press the pedal all the way down.

The car didn't stop.

"Hey, is Big Steel Teeth broken?" Bernice tilted her head, her tone not showing fear, but rather excitement at discovering a new toy.

"What! What's wrong with Big Steel Teeth?!" came Pai Pai's voice from the back row, instantly wide awake. She sat up abruptly, all sleepiness gone.

"I can't brake! And even though I didn't touch the accelerator, the car with the steel teeth is still accelerating!" Bernice reported succinctly, her eyes growing brighter and brighter. "This is just...so exciting!!!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a vegetable tricycle suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead. Bernice swerved the steering wheel sharply, and the truck narrowly missed the tricycle as it sped across the intersection at an almost tipping angle. The old man selling vegetables jumped off the vehicle in fright, scattering his basket of greens all over the ground.

"Focus on the road!" Pai Pai had already climbed from the back seat to behind the driver's seat, peering at the dashboard. "Bernice, it's my turn!"

"Okay!"

Taking advantage of a straight stretch of road ahead, Bernice released the steering wheel and nimbly shrunk to the side.

Almost simultaneously, Pai Pai took over the seat, and the moment he gripped the steering wheel with both hands, his entire demeanor changed.

She quickly glanced at the dashboard: the accelerator wasn't responding, the brakes weren't responding, the gear was stuck in drive, and the engine speed was abnormally high.

"Is the accelerator stuck?" Pai Pai frowned, reaching under the steering wheel to feel around. "No, it's the electronic system that's malfunctioning... Pokona, what's going on behind us?"

Pokona turned around and gasped.

In the distance, at least three patrol cars were speeding after them with sirens blaring. Leading the pack was the same sheriff who had been thrown out of the car earlier; he was leaning half his body out of the window, holding a megaphone and shouting something, but it was too far away to hear clearly.

"Three...no, seven police cars!" Pokona's voice trembled. As a former mercenary, she had already categorized this situation as: it couldn't be worse.

She didn't want to get stuck here, so she turned her head and said, "With so many cars, it looks like we can't just stop here. We have to shake them off first."

"Wow! We've become five-star good citizens!" Bernice laughed and teased.

"Sigh, I hope I can get rid of him..." Pai Pai said weakly.

……