Volume One, Chapter 112: Refusing to Join the Establishment

Qin Yu froze slightly. Looking at the old man, who seemed stern and upright, she asked, “You know me?”

“I’ve watched your livestreams,” the elder said, leaning on his cane as he came closer. “I’m the chief of the Supernatural Incident Investigation Division. They all respectfully call me Elder Yu.”

Elder Yu was very direct. “I came here because I hope you’ll join us.”

Qin Yu saw through it at once. “This is about the Golden Chubby Kindergarten, isn’t it?”

“Smart!” The old man looked at her approvingly and continued to extend his invitation. “If the cooperation goes well, you can apply for a transfer into the official establishment.”

That condition would have been extremely tempting to many people.

But Qin Yu was not one of them.

“Elder Yu, I’m very sorry. I’m used to being idle and carefree, so I’m afraid I wouldn’t fit in at such a rigid office. But I will investigate the matter of Golden Chubby Kindergarten thoroughly. Of course, if Elder Yu needs me, I can also serve as a consultant and help resolve your troubles.”

Qin Yu’s attitude was respectful, and her tone polite.

Although Elder Yu felt it was a pity that she had refused, he did not make things difficult for her. Instead, he kindly reminded her, “Someone is looking to cause trouble for you. We used a little means to get to you before they did.”

“Thank you for your concern, Elder Yu. I’ll be careful.”

Elder Yu was quite fond of Qin Yu, and it was truly a shame he could not recruit her. Before leaving, he patted her on the shoulder. “Xiaoqin, if you ever change your mind, remember to come find me!”

“All right.”

Qin Yu escorted Elder Yu a long way, watching him board his private jet before returning to the temple.

Mu Ling, who had been following her, looked bewildered. “Xiaoyu, didn’t you say they were a good-luck charm? Why didn’t you agree to him?”

“The investigation division has too many rules. I don’t want to.”

She believed that good and evil were both repaid, that cause and effect turned in cycles. The investigation division, on the other hand, would certainly place the protection of people above all else.

Just that alone ran counter to her principles.

“So what if Clear Wind Temple comes after us again? What are we supposed to do?”

“Livestream.”

Mu Ling was speechless.

“And you’re still thinking about livestreaming at a time like this? Qin Yu, are you trying to drive me mad?”

Qin Yu sighed and shook her head. “Master said that no matter what happens, you must never panic, or you won’t be able to make the best judgment. You should really read that book I recommended to you last time a few more times!”

At the mention of Care for Postpartum Depression in Sows, Mu Ling’s face darkened.

“Are you sure you didn’t pick up the wrong book?”

He held up the title and asked again.

Qin Yu gave an awkward smile. “It may not sound pleasant, but if you read it a couple more times, you’ll surely understand its true meaning!”

Seeing how earnest she looked, Mu Ling began to suspect that perhaps he was the one being shallow.

So he studied it carefully, front to back, twice more.

Qin Yu immediately enjoyed blissful peace and quiet.

She had also finished teaching herself how to use the drone Lu Hualing had given her through online tutorials.

And so, Qin Yu started a livestream.

Thanks to the buzz surrounding the Clear Wind Temple incident, Qin Yu had gained quite a few followers.

At first, most of those new fans had come only to curse her out, but after watching her livestream for a while, they found themselves unable to leave.

There were also some haters who claimed they were boycotting her, yet somehow remained on the front lines of gossip.

“Yo, the fraud who talks big and scams people is finally online? What were you doing these past three days? Don’t tell me you were cooking up a new script?”

“Wifey, are you feeling better? When you ended the stream that day, you looked so pale I was terrified!”

“Master, your health comes first!”

“...”

Qin Yu smiled at the camera. “Thank you all for your concern. I’m fine.”

The red dot in the backend, indicating a request to connect, had been flashing nonstop.

Qin Yu decisively pulled the person up on the call.

What had to come would still come.

Just like last time, the screen on the other end was still pitch-black, like ink that could never be dissolved.

Clap, clap, clap.

Applause came from the other side.

“Master Dianqiu, you’re far more useful than I expected.”

The voice had been altered, but it still carried a crackling hiss of static.

Qin Yu’s expression turned grave. “So where is the first victim?”

“You’ll be seeing him very soon.”

The moment that voice fell silent, another red dot appeared in Qin Yu’s backend.

It was the same account from the black screen last time.

Qin Yu pulled him in.

A middle-aged man’s face appeared on the screen. He smiled broadly and waved at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu frowned. “Who kidnapped you?”

The middle-aged man looked confused and immediately asked back, “Who said I was kidnapped?”

Qin Yu: ?

“I volunteered to cooperate with Mr. Du. He helps me uncover the truth, and I cooperate with him.”

Qin Yu studied his face and found it somewhat familiar. Her gaze turned cold. “You’re Wang Chuyao’s father.”

Hearing that name, the middle-aged man’s body trembled slightly. He clasped his hands together. “Thank you, Master, for seeking justice for our Yao Yao.”

Qin Yu stared at his face. “You’re not going to die in front of me too, just like your wife did, are you?”