Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

The next day.

Commercial Plaza in Dongcheng District, Binhai City.

Inside a rather quiet milk tea shop.

With a helpless expression, Xiao He sat in a chair, holding a freshly made cup of milk tea, silently watching a coffee shop diagonally opposite through the glass in front of him.

The Spider-Man sitting opposite him was also holding a drink, silently watching the coffee shop.

Their objective for today is right there in that coffee shop.

As for why Xiao He looked so helpless, it was entirely because of the previous mission, or rather, the mission last night.

Yesterday, after Xiao He reported his discovery to Spider Man, he originally thought that Spider Man would go to the pile of wreckage to find the taxi's license plate for comparison. However, to his surprise, after Spider Man replied "I know," he contacted him again not long after and told him to ignore the task for the time being. Then he gave him a new task.

Thus, Xiao He's hard work in searching for the strange file information for so long was all for nothing.

This situation is no less than if you stayed up all night to develop a plan for a project, and then, the next morning with panda eyes, you handed the plan, which you had just finished, to your boss, only to have him throw it on the table like trash without even glancing at it, and then tell you that he was no longer following up on the project, and then hand you a new project instead.

"If I had known, I shouldn't have looked so hard. It's true that slacking off at work is the right way to go."

Thinking of this, Xiao He took a sip of the milk tea in his hand, looking slightly annoyed.

Hmm... the taste is not bad, it's jasmine flavored.

To be honest, this was the first time Xiao He had ever participated in such a "normal" job. His previous jobs were either deserted construction sites with no one around or gloomy cemeteries in the wilderness. This was the first time he had appeared in the "sunlight".

However, this mission doesn't seem to be very convenient to carry out.

Xiao He looked around at the endless stream of people. As one of the largest commercial plazas in Binhai City, it usually sees more than a thousand customers every day, and today being Saturday, the number of people is even greater.

"Sigh, why am I worrying about all this?"

Xiao He shook his head. This wasn't his business; he only needed to manage the mission objectives within that coffee shop.

at the same time.

The Spider-Man sitting opposite Xiao He was also having rather complicated thoughts.

Yesterday, when he learned of the Ripper's (Xiao He's) discovery, he originally planned to deal with it first, but his leader, Blood Buddha, stopped him because the other party said...

"There's no point in continuing the investigation now. Even if we find the cultist, so what? The important thing now is that we don't know how many cultists are hiding in Binhai, and we don't know what these cultists are plotting in Binhai."

However, when Spider-Man heard his boss say this, he immediately retorted.

"If we find this cultist, we might be able to learn the whereabouts of the other cultists from them, and also find out why these cultists gathered in Binhai."

However, Xue Futu shook his head and replied with a single sentence.

"I've seen the true form of that cultist. He's different from ordinary cultists. Perhaps the cultists we're facing this time will be even more difficult to deal with than those we've encountered before."

After finishing speaking, Blood Buddha personally assigned a task to Spider Man.

The target of this mission seems highly likely to be a spokesperson for some cultist.

According to Xue Futu, it might be possible to learn the purpose of those cultists through this so-called "spokesperson".

Let's return to the present.

Spider-Man withdrew his gaze and then took out information about the "Flower Sea Cafe" from the side.

"This coffee shop opened a month ago. There are seven people in total, including the manager. Apart from the manager, the rest are all locals from Binhai."

Xiao He took the document, flipped through it carefully for a few moments, and then asked without hesitation, "So the objective of this mission is to find the manager of that coffee shop?"

Spider-Man nodded: "That's right."

Upon hearing this, a thoughtful look immediately appeared in Xiao He's eyes.

Before coming here, he only knew that the target of today's mission was in a coffee shop. It wasn't until he heard what the Spider-Man said that he realized that the target of this mission seemed to be... a person?

Thinking of this, Xiao He glanced at the coffee shop not far away where there was already a long queue, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't we, the Night Demon Division, supposed to be in charge of the supernatural? Why are we also in charge of people this time?"

Seemingly sensing Xiao He's questioning gaze, the spider-man hesitated for a moment before explaining, "Because this person... is involved with a cultist."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder Spider-Man didn't need to investigate that ghost taxi anymore; it turns out the other party had already found the real culprit behind it.

So Xiao He continued in a low voice, "Is it related to the cultists from the previous mission?"

The Spider-Man shook his head and replied, "No, it's another cultist."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He's expression changed slightly.

what's going on?

Is there more than one cultist in this coastal city?

Thinking of this, Xiao He looked at the coffee shop again. Whenever he thought of coffee, he couldn't help but picture a figure elegantly sipping coffee.

Could this coffee shop be owned by the other party?

Although some time has passed since he met her, he still has a deep impression of her.

Even though he acquired a knocking ghost during this time that could kill almost anyone it encountered, he still lacked confidence when he thought about the possibility of facing that person.

After all, the knocking ghost's abilities have quite a few limitations, unless... he knows where the other person's house is.

Seemingly sensing Xiao He's serious gaze, the spider-man shook his head and said, "Don't worry, it's not like I'm asking you to directly confront a cultist. The other party is just a representative of the cultists, at most carrying a few strange artifacts."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He's eyes lit up immediately.

An ordinary person carrying a few strange objects is just like a child carrying a few gold bars.

Thinking about this, Xiao He pondered silently.

It's probably because God saw that his "development" was a bit slow lately, so He specially sent him a "growth gift package".

At this moment, the Spider-Man seemed to sense Xiao He's "malicious" gaze again, so he spoke up to remind him: "Don't forget your current identity. Before you atone for your sins, you have to hand over the strange objects you obtained during the mission."

Upon hearing this, Xiao He's face immediately stiffened.

I almost forgot about this.

It seems I'll have to be careful when I "open" that growth gift pack later.

Thinking of this, Xiao He took another sip of the milk tea in his hand, and only after taking a breath of air did he realize that it was already empty.

So he turned and waved to the waiter in the store.

"Another cup, please!"

Anyway, it can be reimbursed, so he doesn't have to spend his own money.

Well... it seems he hasn't spent any money in a long time.

"Hold on."

The milk tea shop employee replied with a smile, then turned around and operated the machine with slightly clumsy hands.

And this shop assistant was none other than Zheng Hao from the logistics team of the Night Demon Division.

Since that coffee shop opened, the milk tea shop across the street has basically had no business. The coffee from that coffee shop seems to have some kind of magic, making people who like sweet milk tea fall in love with the slightly bitter coffee instead.

In order to better monitor the coffee shop's every move, Guiye Si only made a slight move and obtained the operating rights of the milk tea shop, of course, by paying money.

In fact, Guiye Si could have asked the other party to cooperate for free, but who could blame him when the transfer price was so low?

Soon, Zheng Hao brought a freshly made cup of milk tea to Xiao He's table, smiled slightly, and said...

Please enjoy your meal.

To be fair, Zheng Hao's attitude really did resemble that of a qualified waiter.

"Thanks."

Xiao He replied politely, then took the milk tea, skillfully inserted the straw, and drank it directly.

He then ignored the Spider-Man's slightly speechless look and turned to look at the bustling coffee shop across the street.

At this moment, Xiao He also noticed the endless stream of people outside out of the corner of his eye.

It seems that at some point, many familiar faces appeared in the crowd.

Those familiar faces were logistics team members just like Zheng Hao.

Meanwhile, in a business building next to this commercial plaza.

Inside a company office.

Rows of desks were neatly arranged, each equipped with a computer, a stack of neatly stacked documents, and a worker with a numb, expressionless face. On the wall hung the company's slogan: "Never rest until the goal is achieved!"

The air was thick with a sense of oppression and seriousness. The sound of keyboards clicking and the occasional ringing of landline phones made the entire office feel even more oppressive. At each desk, people were working intently with their heads down, but they seemed to be bound by invisible shackles, their eyes devoid of any vitality.

This oppressive atmosphere made everyone feel incredibly suffocated, not only making it impossible for them to concentrate, but even time itself seemed heavy and long. Everyone worked in silence, without any verbal communication.

Talking during work hours will be criticized, and repeated criticism will result in a deduction from your pay.

At this moment, Xiao Li was sitting at his desk, numbly completing the tasks assigned to him by his superiors.

His face was pale, and his eyes revealed deep exhaustion.

Even though he worked overtime until the early hours of the morning last night, he still had to clock in on time this morning. Having only slept for less than four hours in total, he felt like the oppressed little man in the book, forced to complete one boring and trivial task after another.

The high spirits he had before graduation had vanished without a trace. Only now could he truly feel the despair and helplessness of a lowly worker, and the feeling of never being able to control his own destiny.

But in order to make a living, he had no choice but to endure this oppression and boredom.

This office is like a black hole that never sees the light of day, swallowing everyone's passion and dreams.

Just as Xiao Li was working in this oppressive atmosphere, his boss slowly walked up to him. His boss's round face was expressionless, with only his cold eyes staring at him. Then, his voice coldly entered Xiao Li's ears: "Xiao Li, go downstairs to the coffee shop and buy me a cup of coffee. You know what kind, and remember, it has to be hot."

Xiao Li looked up at his boss with a tired expression. Even though buying coffee wasn't his job, he didn't complain or resist. He just nodded mechanically.

He then stood up, silently left his seat, and walked towards the office door.

Shortly after, the office door slowly closed behind him, and the moment Xiao Li stepped out of the office, he felt a sense of liberation from the depths of his soul.

At the same time, an idea popped into his mind: Should I just quit my job?

However, he quickly dismissed the idea; if he quit his job, he wouldn't be able to afford food, and he didn't even have money for next month's rent.

Thinking of this, Xiao Li deliberately slowed down his pace. As he walked along the corridor toward the elevator, he enjoyed the moment of tranquility brought to him by this brief escape.

Maybe buying coffee for your boss isn't such a bad thing. At least you can take a good rest, even if your boss keeps delaying paying you back for the coffee.

After some time had passed.

As Xiao Li walked out the door, before he even reached the coffee shop downstairs, he saw the queue that seemed to be longer than his life.

Although this coffee shop has only been open for a short time, it is very popular and has even taken away customers from the milk tea shop next door.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Xiao Li finally entered the coffee shop.

After waiting for quite a while, he finally got to stand in front of the counter. He then said to the waiter in the suit, "Please give me a cappuccino, hot."

The waiter smiled and nodded, then turned around to prepare to make the coffee.

Soon after, a packaged coffee was placed in front of the counter. However, just as Xiao Li reached out to take it, the waiter suddenly looked up at him, his face cold, and said something inexplicable: "Did you come here to escape that prison of the soul?"

Xiao Li was taken aback, wondering why the other person suddenly said such a thing.

At this point, the waiter continued, "In that office building, there are too many twisted souls, all trapped in an invisible and intangible soul prison, unable to escape. And you too are trapped by a twisted soul."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Li felt a chill run down his spine. He tried to understand what the waiter was saying, but his mind was in complete chaos.

He felt that either the waiter was crazy, or he was crazy; otherwise, how could he possibly understand the inexplicable things the other person was saying?

But suddenly, the waiter's smile seemed to return.

"Here's your cappuccino, please."

This bizarre scene sent a chill down Xiao Li's spine. He then trembled as he took the coffee, quickly turned around, and prepared to leave and return to the oppressive office.

Inside the elevator, Xiao Li took a deep breath and thought to himself.

"Maybe I was just too tired, so I was hallucinating."

However, when he returned to his office, he found the atmosphere even more oppressive than before, as if the stifling air had solidified in the oppressive space.

What frightened Xiao Li even more was that he always felt his colleagues' eyes were filled with strange and mocking expressions.

With a mix of anxiety and unease, Xiao Li delivered the coffee to his boss's office and then sat back down at his own desk. However, as he looked at the proposal on his computer screen, the waiter's words kept replaying in his mind.

A prison for the soul?

A twisted soul?

Just as Xiao Li was carefully considering these two sentences, an angry voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Are you out of your mind? I told you to buy hot coffee, why is this cold?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Li suddenly felt something being splashed on his head.

It was the coffee he had just bought.

He subconsciously licked the coffee that had dripped to his lips, and a bitter taste instantly traveled through his taste buds to his heart.

It wasn't just the coffee that was bitter, but also his life.

Just then, a voice that sounded like a demon's whisper rang in Xiao Li's mind.

"You clearly bought hot coffee!"

"He's clearly framing you..."

"And they even spilled coffee on your head..."

"How can you let him bully you..."

......

Words like false accusation, bullying, and insult kept flashing through Xiao Li's mind.

Perhaps it was because he had been suppressing his emotions for too long that he was about to explode. At that moment, the angry voice rang out again.

"I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear me? You're not only brainless, you're deaf too!"