"Alright, we need to keep working hard too!" Qi Yaoyao said.
She had to strive towards that direction too, with Senior being so powerful!
*Snap!*
With a snap of his fingers, the small lantern lit up again.
The person and the cat continued their patrol.
Not long after Jiang Lin left.
Police cars stopped on the nearby highway.
Soon, they arrived at the side of the deceased.
As for the person who had fled earlier, someone had already gone to pursue them.
Whether it was truly a case of being bewitched would only be determined after an investigation.
The Underworld.
Jiang Lin turned off the live stream and handed over the ghost and the small bead to the Captain above.
Along with them, he submitted a written report detailing the events as he knew them.
There were many ghost messengers in the Underworld, and Lord Yan Luo generally did not manage them directly.
Instead, various positions were established and distributed in layers.
Ghost messengers like Jiang Lin, who interacted with the mortal world to escort souls and had the ability to resolve minor incidents independently, were not usually managed closely.
Therefore, only the position of Captain was established.
The Captain was also a White Impermanence.
As far as Jiang Lin knew, there were several Captains who managed the White Impermanences.
Each had a varying number of ghost messengers under them.
Jiang Lin's superior, it was rumored, had been a prince in his living days.
He had done much in the way of distributing porridge and doing good deeds, and had remained diligent after becoming a ghost messenger.
Both in terms of strength and seniority, he was qualified to hold the position of Captain.
When Jiang Lin arrived, the Captain was engrossed in processing various documents at his desk.
Several piles of documents were also stacked on both sides of the desk.
Hearing the movement, the Captain asked what it was about.
After Jiang Lin explained, the Captain used his ghostly energy to move the items Jiang Lin had submitted to the other side of the desk, placing them neatly.
"I've heard about this too. There have been several similar incidents recently. You all should be careful."
As he spoke, he looked up, revealing two deep dark circles under his eyes.
He looked at Jiang Lin, narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth, but said nothing.
Then, he buried his head in processing the various documents again.
Jiang Lin didn't know what he was looking at and didn't ask further.
As he came out, the ghost messenger on guard duty by the door looked at him and sighed.
He also had two deep dark circles under his eyes.
It was clear that the Captain's busy state was not a matter of just one or two days.
From Jiang Lin's understanding, the working styles of these Captains could be broadly divided into two categories.
One was the action-oriented type, who often went to the front lines to handle matters.
The other was the behind-the-scenes type, who often stayed in a certain location to handle affairs, sometimes for months or years.
Jiang Lin's Captain clearly belonged to the latter category.
As Jiang Lin left, other colleagues, carrying documents and items, entered the room behind him.
When the ghost messengers used to chat, they would talk about their Captain.
He was busy distributing porridge and doing good deeds when he was alive, and he was still busy in the Underworld.
In their opinion, such a great benevolent person could surely be reincarnated into a good family or secure a good position.
After all, after a lifetime of busy work in the mortal world, wouldn't they deserve a good rest or some enjoyment in the Underworld?
This Captain, however, had made himself so busy after arriving in the Underworld.
But these ghost messengers would just chat casually; they would never really ask the Captain why.
On the contrary, they actually felt a degree of respect.
They felt they couldn't achieve that level themselves.
If they could, they wouldn't still be mere ghost messengers.
After leaving the Captain's office, Jiang Lin went to the Ghost Market and the Mission Center for a round.
He intended to hear if there were any news of such sudden incidents from various places.
On his way to the Ghost Market, he casually opened his live stream to complete his daily streaming tasks.
"Where did the streamer go just now?"
"So what was that bead all about?"
"This damned curiosity of mine!"
"Curiosity plus one."
As soon as the live stream started, the viewers chimed in.
When the stream had been closed, they had also been speculating about the follow-up developments of that small bead.
"My guess is that a villain is creating such things and selling them!"
"Or perhaps that ghost had a fortuitous encounter, like falling off a cliff and finding a rare item or something."
"The guy upstairs, you probably also want to say there's an old man in a ring or some other cheat."
"Brothers, here's the pen, you guys continue writing."
Jiang Lin glanced at the bullet comments in the live stream but didn't say anything.
After all, the matter hadn't been clarified yet, and there was nothing much to say.
As for why he had turned off the live stream when he went to the Captain's place,
it was because the Captain's office had a lot of accumulated documents, and ghost messengers often went there to discuss matters.
Jiang Lin was aware of what could be said and what was inconvenient to broadcast.
After touring the Ghost Market.
Jiang Lin did not hear anyone mention news of ghosts suddenly increasing or decreasing in strength.
He wondered if those special items had not yet spread, or if everyone had not yet noticed this matter.
Besides that, he did hear quite a bit of other news.
For example, an ancestor of the Song family who studied medicine was again looking for ghosts to dissect.
Or someone was opening a shop.
Or a novice ghost went to argue with a ghost and got beaten back.
There were countless such pieces of news.
Jiang Lin listened for a while.
Although these news seemed ordinary, they were the real daily lives of the Underworld.
Jiang Lin found that the viewers in the live stream were quite interested in these daily occurrences.
They listened with great relish.
Perhaps for them, life in the Underworld itself carried a mysterious aura.
Looking at the daily lives of ghosts, which were different from humans, might also be a form of exploration and enjoyment.
After discussing the small bead for a while, the viewers in the live stream did not reach a conclusion.
Some people created a group chat, deciding to discuss it slowly later.
Then, they followed Jiang Lin around, listening to the gossip of the Underworld and watching the daily lives of the ghosts.
The streamer didn't visit the Ghost Market often, and never stayed for long each time.
So they were basically never bored of it.
For some groups specifically studying the lives of ghosts, they had already taken out their notebooks to jot down notes.
However, as they watched, they couldn't help but smile, and occasionally burst into laughter.
At other times, they wore expressions of constipation.
"Hahaha, those two ghosts over there are so awesome, they just ripped off their left arms to fight!"
"Do ghosts play soccer too? Holy crap, they're kicking their own heads around?!"
"By the way, are they rehearsing a dance over there?"
"Probably, right? Didn't they say a new shop was opening? They're probably rehearsing."
"This is the first time I've seen such an Underworld dance."
On the street, a group of ghosts had formed ranks and began to dance in unison.
The overall formation looked similar to that in the mortal world, but to the viewers, it looked increasingly eerie.
It looked increasingly strange no matter how they looked at it.