The Capture of Diao Hua Qing

The hashtag #ProgramTeamVisitsGhostHouseDiscoversDiaoHuaQing'sWhereabouts# had only just appeared at the bottom of the hot search list for a moment, but it quickly climbed to the number one spot due to its explosive nature.

Images related to Diao Hua Qing from the livestream room were also edited into videos, sparking a heated debate online.

Following this hot search, a second post, specially processed with clear images of all victims' ID cards, was also pushed to the top, accompanied by the caption: Doesn't look like props. The first six digits of the ID cards and the places of birth all match.

As the number of curious netizens grew, some indeed discovered clues.

Following the successive appearance of the victims' families, the situation became even more unpredictable.

A portion still insisted it was a gimmick by the program team, but some had come to believe it was real, quickly flocking to the livestream room to see the current situation.

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Elsewhere, after receiving clues from netizens, the police changed into plainclothes and deployed forces outside the Hai Tang residential area, waiting for the suspect to appear.

They disguised themselves as street vendors, customers, and even security guards of the residential area, positioned at all entrances and exits.

In the hot air, everyone was drenched in sweat but without a word of complaint, their sharp eyes constantly observing every movement around them.

In a room in Building 5, Hai Tang residential area, Diao Hua Qing quickly packed his belongings, cursing inwardly that the program team nowadays was so troublesome, why did they have to explore haunted houses when they had nothing else to do!

He hadn't killed anyone in over five years, intending to hang up his sword and wash his hands, enjoying his old age. Why did they have to dig up his old business at this very moment?

Diao Hua Qing muttered to himself as he packed his belongings and carried his luggage downstairs.

This time, he intended to go to an even more remote and secluded place, so that those police officers would never find him.

Diao Hua Qing took the elevator downstairs. For some reason, as soon as he stepped out of Building 5, his heart suddenly pounded violently.

He lowered his head, pulled the brim of his hat lower, and quickened his pace to leave.

But just as he reached the residential area gate, he was tackled to the ground by two plainclothes police officers who appeared out of nowhere, his belongings scattering everywhere.

Wait a minute... How could these police officers arrive so quickly!

Diao Hua Qing, full of doubt, pretended to struggle honestly: "Who are you, are you trying to rob me? Let me go, or I'll call the police!"

"Let me call for you," a police officer pressing him down said coldly, "I am the police. Diao Hua Qing, you are under arrest."

Being called by his correct name, Diao Hua Qing's last shred of luck immediately vanished, leaving only endless fear of the days he would have to spend in prison.

One team was responsible for arresting Diao Hua Qing, while the other went to the hospital to collect evidence of his crimes.

When this team arrived, they coincidentally met an approximately eight-year-old boy with curly black hair, looking as adorable as an angel, talking to the director team.

The team leader stepped forward: "Are you Song An, the one who reported the case? I am Li Xiang, Deputy Captain of the Xia Hua City Public Security Bureau."

"Hello, Comrade Li, that's me, that's me," Song An quickly offered a polite smile.

After a few exchanges to confirm the situation, Li Xiang intended to go inside to collect evidence, but as soon as he moved, he was stopped by the boy next to him, who was sucking on a lollipop.

"Calm down, brother, it's not finished inside yet, don't rush."

That boy was Pu Bu Ge Sang, who had received Song An's distress call.

Li Xiang almost choked on his water at the boy's "brother." He said, half-laughing, half-crying: "Kid, I'm at least 30 years older than you, and you're calling me 'brother'?"

"That's true. Then you can just call me 'leader'," Pu Bu Ge Sang said, putting on his sunflower-shaped sunglasses, looking like a little boss.

Li Xiang: ???

This kid is really getting into character.

"Alright, I'm not playing with you anymore, kid. I'm really on duty. After I'm done, I'll buy you a lollipop later," Li Xiang said, then intended to lead his team into the hospital.

Pu Bu Ge Sang realized he seemed to have forgotten a step in the procedure, so he slowly pulled out a card from his small fried-egg-shaped bag: "I really am your leader. See for yourself."

Li Xiang took the card and knew it was real at first glance.

Pu Bu Ge Sang, born in Zang Region, male, eight years old, from the Bureau of Abnormal Event Management, with a rank even higher than his.

Li Xiang: "..."

What kind of innate divine physique is this???