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Cheng Huo's car was moving very fast.

He kept his ears perked up the whole time, listening to the traffic conditions on the surrounding streets.

What should have been a 10-minute drive took him only 6 minutes.

After getting off the bus, Du Wang posted his location in the group chat, then looked at the pitch-black Yuehe River.

This river runs through the Hanshui District and merges with the Shiyang River in the suburbs.

The Nancheng government built a bicycle path and a running track on the left side of the river, which are usually used by citizens to exercise.

However, most of the time, this place is dominated by anglers.

If you come in the early morning, you can see a spectacular scene of fishing rods being cast in neat rows.

Even at night, Du Wang could see several fishermen sitting on small stools, their fishing rods fixed to the gun rigs beside them, intently watching the river.

The urban management department comes to drive them away every now and then, and even confiscates their fishing gear, but with little effect.

Cheng Huo put his hands on his hips and said, "I'll go and chase them away."

Du Wang shook his head: "No need, let me do it."

He casually unlocked a shared bicycle and sped off on the track.

Whenever he passed a fisherman, the fisherman would immediately grab his fishing gear and quickly flee the riverbank.

While running, he would call out to others, "The city management officers are coming, hurry up and leave."

Upon hearing this, the others hurriedly followed suit and left.

"Hurry, hurry!"

"Oh crap, I forgot my 10-pound fish!"

"Stop bragging. If it really weighs 10 pounds, you'll have to carry the fish even if you lose your fishing rod."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Amidst laughter, the left bank of the river cleared as the anglers ran away.

Seeing this, Cheng Huo gave Du Wang, who had rushed back, a thumbs up: "Old Du, it feels like you're getting more and more relaxed when using your abilities."

Du Wang also had this experience.

As his physique continued to improve, the duration and range of his abilities became longer and larger.

His greater abilities would allow him to deal with stronger demons, and stronger demons would in turn grant him a stronger physique.

This is a positive cycle that other extraordinary individuals cannot achieve.

People like Cheng Huo can only improve their abilities through rigorous physical training.

This is why there are always people in the training room of the Investigation Department.

"Have Fang Cheng and the others arrived?" Du Wang asked.

Cheng Huo said, "Soon, Fang Cheng will be here in about 5 minutes." Mo'er didn't say anything, but just replied with a "1".

"Then it should be on its way."

Although he and Mo'er had only known each other for a short time, he could sense from all aspects that she was an extremely decisive and efficient person.

Or rather, he's a very independent person who does whatever comes to mind.

So since she replied to the message, it means she will definitely come.

"Let's wait for them then."

Meanwhile, under the bridge over the river.

Old Zhao, the fisherman, was nervously holding onto the stone bricks, peering out to look for the urban management officers.

The reason he didn't run away wasn't because he didn't want to, but mainly because his location was too remote; running away would be too slow and he would easily be caught by the urban management officers.

You should know that his fishing gear was confiscated before because he was slower than others.

After much agonizing thought, he finally found a secluded corner, climbed down from the stone pillar beside the path, and crawled under the bridge over the river.

The bridge platform here is quite wide, so you can put down a small stool, cast your fishing line, and enjoy fishing without being noticed.

Of course, if they are caught, they will definitely be fined and given a lecture.

However, Lao Zhao felt the risk was manageable; the location was so well hidden, how could anyone possibly discover it?

I waited for a while.

Old Zhao breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the city management officer's flashlight or hear any footsteps.

"Since I'm the only one left, I should be able to catch a few big fish today."

"Beautiful... beautiful... so beautiful..."

He hummed a few off-key tunes, plopped down on the small stool, and continued to stare at the calm river surface.

"Whoosh."

Suddenly, the sound of water came from the water. Old Zhao looked closely and found that it was a fishing hook swaying.

"Got it!"

He excitedly picked up the fishing rod and quickly reeled it in, his right hand spinning rapidly.

The fishing hook sometimes pulls further away, and sometimes it comes closer.

After some effort, Old Zhao pulled the fish close and decisively lifted it up.

A grass carp that was wagging its tail was pulled out.

"This fish is really heavy, it must weigh seven or eight pounds."

Old Zhao was overjoyed and used all his strength to put it into the bucket.

Then he turned on his flashlight, bent down and buried himself in the bucket, admiring his spoils.

However, this look sent a chill down his spine.

"Oh dear, how did this fish get injured?"

Under the light, the grass carp in the bucket appeared eerily quiet, motionless, as if they had already stiffened.

If you look closely, you can see a faint blood color slowly flowing from one side of its body, turning the clean water murky.

Old Zhao couldn't resist reaching into the bucket to turn the fish over.

The next moment, a strange wound appeared in his field of vision.

The fish head, scales, and flesh were all peeled open by three claw marks, revealing the white fish brain and dark red internal organs, which looked inexplicably terrifying.

"Wow, what's going on here?"

Old Zhao was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"Could it be that I bumped into the fork when I pulled it up?"

After much thought, this seems to be the only possibility.

"What a pity."

Old Zhao slapped his thigh in regret: "I should have been gentler. This fish is so big, I might have been able to sell it for some money."

Frustrated, he cast the hook out again.

"Some fish, once missed, are gone forever."

After humming a couple of times, Old Zhao continued to stare at the river.

He felt he was lucky today and might catch a few more big fish.

No sooner had this thought crossed Old Zhao's mind than he saw the fishhook move again!

"See? I told you so! Here we go again!"

He was overjoyed and quickly put away his rod.

"Splash!"

Another grass carp leaped out of the water.

But Lao Zhao froze in place, his vest instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Because the lower half of the grass carp's flesh had disappeared, only half a white fish skeleton remained as the grass carp thrashed about.

A cold wind blew by.

Old Zhao looked around at the dark corners and shivered.

Something's not right...

He had crossed this river more than a hundred times, and had never encountered such a situation before.

"Could there be catfish in this river?"

"Wait a minute, I've never caught one."

"And neither of these fish has claws..."

At this point, Lao Zhao realized that the wound might not have come from the fork.

He swallowed hard, feeling he should report it immediately, otherwise the river's ecosystem would be damaged and there would be no fish to catch in the future.

Just as he was about to pack up and leave, the sound of a baby crying suddenly came from not far away.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

The sound was faint and eerie, sending chills down one's spine beneath the dark bridge piers.

Old Zhao was startled, paused for a moment, and listened intently.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

The baby was still crying faintly, the sound very close, almost as if it were right next to him.

"Damn it, which heartless person abandoned their child under the bridge!"

Old Zhao abruptly put down his fishing rod, not caring whether he would be caught by the urban management officers, and quickly moved from the right side of the bridge platform to the left side.

"Ugh..."

The baby's voice was getting closer.

Old Zhao, supporting himself against the wall, slowly squatted down and moved closer to the dark river. The voice told him that the child was down there.

However, just as he looked down at the river, he discovered a pair of round, red eyes staring intently at him from the water!

The next second, an exaggeratedly large, blood-red maw burst out of the water and lunged to swallow Old Zhao!