Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 489

Chapter 489: Chapter 489

Xiang Xue Ting felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing the reason, "Sorry, my mind went in the wrong direction."

"You’re really impressive for being able to trick the bad guy into taking a shower under threat. It’s truly incredible."

Wu Xuelan smiled, "At that time, there was no other way. That guy was driven to a corner, constantly talking about killing people. I could only try my best to coax him. If I could make him happy, maybe I would have a chance."

"You did very well," Xiang Xue Ting praised, "As for your money, you can claim it at the station after the interrogation is over. Remember the amount. Everything on Shen Zhongwei now is evidence; we need to take it back first. But don’t worry, you won’t be short-changed."

Wu Xuelan nodded, "Alright."

"Since the two of you aren’t involved, do you have time to come with me?" Xiang Xue Ting asked Yang Fan again.

Yang Fan was actually rather reluctant.

But it didn’t seem like a good time to make excuses, especially after his earlier moral grandstanding.

"Let’s go, then. The sooner we get it over with, the sooner I’m free," Yang Fan said.

"Then let’s go."

Yang Fan followed Xiang Xue Ting out the door and got into the police car.

This was the first time in Yang’s life he had sat in such a car. Although it didn’t feel terrible, it wasn’t comfortable either.

However, probably because of Xiang Xue Ting’s high rank, she had the car to herself, so the only other passenger was Yang Fan; there was no one else.

After getting into the car, Yang Fan sent a message to Wu Xuelan.

"Next time, I want you in what you wore today, with the crotch open and the stockings hanging!"

Wu Xuelan’s reply came back quickly, "Alright, I’ll listen to you. Thank you for today... From now on, you can pose me however you want, do whatever you like with me, okay?"

Yang Fan couldn’t help but feel a sense of regret for missing out on a great opportunity that evening.

At this moment, Xiang Xue Ting suddenly asked while driving, "You don’t seem very willing, do you?"

"Am I that obvious?" Yang Fan asked with a wry smile, "I guess no one is too keen on working overtime late at night. At this hour, I’d rather be sleeping."

"Don’t people in your line of work normally operate at night?" Xiang Xue Ting inquired.

"That’s true, but it’s a bit too late today," Yang Fan replied.

"It’s not even midnight yet."

Yang Fan: ...

"Alright, just consider me lazy today."

Looking in the rearview mirror, Xiang Xue Ting glanced at the back seat and asked with a light chuckle, "So, you actually do have an affair with that married woman, right? You’re worried about her, still thinking about rolling in the sheets with her?"

Yang Fan was speechless at once; her nose was as sharp as my sister-in-law’s.

"Really, there’s nothing. It’s just that a lot has happened in the past few days, and it’s worn me out," Yang Fan said earnestly.

"Would you mind telling me about it? I’m quite curious about your occupation," Xiang Xue Ting asked.

"I’ve noticed," Yang Fan said resignedly, "But to be honest, there isn’t much to tell. Just chopped up a few Mysterious creatures, and then there was the matter with Old Mrs. Wang. Even though it sounds simple, I haven’t slept well in three days."

He was telling the truth.

"I’m sorry, I... got a bit selfish," whispered Xiang Xue Ting suddenly.

"I’ve always known there might be something wrong with my house, but since the previous Yin Yang Masters didn’t find anything, I comforted myself, thinking perhaps it was nothing, maybe just my imagination."

"But what you’ve said today made me realize that there is definitely something abnormal about my house. Those Yin Yang Masters just weren’t skilled enough to detect it."

"So now I’m too scared to go home, and I’m desperate to get your help. Don’t worry about the money, you can charge whatever extra you want, as long as you can solve the problem."

Yang Fan suddenly remembered the key points Old Sir Shen had reminded him of and asked seriously, "Have there been any suicides around where you live?"

"Yes," said Xiang Xue Ting. "And not just one, there have been two deaths."

"One was a full-time stay-at-home mom, and the other was a high school senior. Both jumped to their deaths."

"Did you come into contact with them?" Yang Fan asked.

"Yes, I handled the case of the high school student," Xiang Xue Ting said. "Is there a problem with that?"

"Think carefully, did your auditory hallucinations start around that time?" Yang Fan asked.

Xiang Xue Ting slammed on the brakes suddenly.

Before the car was completely steadied, she turned her head in shock and asked Yang Fan, "Is there a connection between the two? Do you already know what’s going on with my hallucinations?"

"It seems you can confirm it now, right?" Yang Fan’s expression instantly became more grave.

Xiang Xue Ting nodded with some difficulty. "Yes, my hallucinations started around that time. At first, they were quite faint, but now I can hear them almost all the time, and sometimes I even become mentally distracted, not knowing what I’m doing. There have been times when I was clearly eating in the kitchen, but by the time I realized it, I was already in front of the living room window."

"It’s almost certain now," Yang Fan said with a bit of a headache.

This damn thing must be that Spirit Level Mysterious Whisperer!

A Spirit Level Mysterious thing, for crying out loud, was he asking for death?

He should have asked Xiang Xue Ting for these details earlier instead of going through all this trouble.

"What is it?" Xiang Xue Ting asked nervously.

Yang Fan looked at her with a deep gaze and after thinking for a moment said, "Wait for me to make a phone call first."

After that, he opened the car door and got out straight away. While lighting a cigarette, he made a call to Mr. Shen.

It took quite a while before Mr. Shen answered, "Middle of the night and you’re not sleeping; what’s the matter? Don’t you know old people sleep lightly? This call has disturbed me, and there’s a very good chance I won’t be able to get back to sleep tonight."

"Old Shen, I can almost confirm it’s a Spirit Level Mysterious Whisperer. How do we handle this thing?" Yang Fan asked.

On the phone, Mr. Shen was silent for a while before saying, "What else can you do but kill it? I don’t even know how many people that Whisperer has killed. If it has just killed one or two, you might be able to deal with it."

"But if it’s more than five, call me again. It indeed would be out of your league then."

Yang Fan couldn’t help but smile bitterly. "Old Shen, it’s a Spirit Level Mysterious creature; could you not inflate my ego so much? I think it’s better if we trouble you to come over. Where are you? We’ll come to pick you up."

"First find out how many people that Mysterious creature has killed, and then call me back. This is a good opportunity to train. Why are you always so scared? How can a soldier who’s never been on a battlefield ever become a General?"

Yang Fan thought about it... it made sense.

Moreover, he needed to slaughter Mysterious creatures to enhance the cold energy within his Dantian. How could he be scared?