If you want fortune telling, get a divorce first

Cheng Tingzhou will take Qin Yu back to the bureau first and will investigate Qin Yu immediately tomorrow.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but say, "Master Song, thank you for notifying me this time, but please understand that we must protect people's interests in any situation."

In the autumn in the north, the evening wind is as sharp as a thin blade, cutting people's skin inch by inch.

Song Mi stood quietly under the orange light, looking at Cheng Tingzhou. After a while, he spoke, "Human? Then who will protect Liu Na's rights as a human being?"

"I'm protecting people, but not just people. Liu Na was originally an innocent mother. I called you here because I hope you can use legal means to deal with Qin Yu and make it public so that everyone can see the truth. I don't want you to lecture me."

The cold wind blew even harder on his face. He sympathized with Liu Na's situation, but as a member of the Security Bureau, he did not agree with Song Mi.

Cheng Tingzhou's hand, which was holding Qin Yu, was frozen stiff. He had no way to argue. "I'll arrange for someone to deal with it tomorrow morning."

After Cheng Tingzhou and his men left, Wang Xiaoxiao glanced at Lin Dengke standing behind her and tugged at Song Mi's clothes. "Who is he?"

Song Mi withdrew his gaze. Lin Dengke took the initiative to step forward and bowed to Wang Xiaoxiao. "My surname is Lin, and my name is Dengke. One day I will be a scholar who passes the imperial examination."

"Ah? Nice to meet you." Wang Xiaoxiao held the soul-calling banner and imitated his way of returning the greeting.

"What's your name, Mr. Ghost Messenger?"

"My surname is Wang, my name is Xiaoxiao, and I'm a social idler."

Song Mi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, "So this is the night shift for those who are just idle in society?"

Wang Xiaoxiao chuckled, "It's a long story, just listen to me and I'll tell you slowly."

"Okay." Song Mi looked at Lin Dengke again, "Lin Dengke, you helped a lot this time."

Lindenko was delighted, "Can that make up for the mistake we made last time?"

"Okay, I'll burn some gold ingots for you later."

When Lin Dengke heard this, the joy on Yuanbao's face grew even greater. "Thank you very much, sir! So, should I keep an eye on Bai Keyan or Zhang Yurou?"

Song Mi thought for a moment, "Bai Keyan, Zhang Yurou probably can't go out now."

Lindenko responded and disappeared into the night.

After both the people and the ghosts had left, Song Mi finally had time to ask about Wang Xiaoxiao's situation.

"Let's find a warm place. I'm not afraid of the cold. You can't keep blowing on me." Wang Xiaoxiao felt cold seeing Song Mi wearing such thin clothes so late at night.

This area is far from the downtown area, and there are no shops at all. Song Mi and Wang Xiaoxiao went to the rooftop of Liu Na's house and sat on the rooftop.

A year and a half ago, Song Mi resigned, and not long after that, Wang Xiaoxiao also resigned.

Later, Wang Xiaoxiao told Song Mi that she had been working part-time, but she didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't ask.

"That time I stayed up all night for two days and slept for a long time. In my dream, I met the Black and White Impermanence. They wanted to take me away, but I hadn't lived enough. I refused to leave and begged them to spare me."

Wang Xiaoxiao thought about how cowardly she was at that time and felt it was funny. She kept begging for mercy and even said that she would be willing to do anything for her.

As a result, the Black and White Impermanence really made her work like a slave and worked for the entire night.

Afterwards, they felt that she had a strong ability to adapt, so they came to her and said that they were recruiting a ghost messenger. They also said that if she came, she and her relatives within three generations of mourning would be able to take the VIP reincarnation channel after death - they could choose high-quality fetuses and be reincarnated quickly.

"Are there so many ghosts in the underworld?" Song Mi hadn't been there for a long time and didn't know much about the situation there.

"Yes, I tell you, I didn't believe it at first, but then Hei Wuchang took me to walk around the Naihe Bridge. Wow, there were so many ghosts, it was terrifying. Many of them were from hundreds of years ago.

The Underworld didn't have enough ghost messengers, so they've been recruiting in recent years. Wang Xiaoxiao didn't want to die, and since she couldn't find a suitable job, she started working for them.

"So you've been doing this for over a year?"

"Yes, I've been converted to a regular employee. I'm now a staff member of the Security Bureau, but I work at night."

Song Mi couldn't help laughing. He failed the exam to get into the system of the living world, but he got into the system of the underworld.

"You are also considered a staff member."

"Yes, we have five social insurances and two housing funds, and we have freedom of work. We ghost messengers are not as regulated as Cheng Tingzhou and his men. We can also take private jobs when we have nothing to do. We can help people deliver messages, bring some things, and help ghosts carry dreams. The income is great."

"You even make money from ghosts?"

"If you have money but don't make it, you're a bastard." But ghost money can only be spent in the ghost market, and occasionally you can actually buy some interesting antiques.

Song Mi changed his posture and leaned against the steps, still feeling a little uncomfortable. "Are you following Cheng Tingzhou to pick up Liu Na tonight?"

Wang Xiaoxiao said as she straightened the messy hairs of her spirit-calling banner. "I didn't have a specific mission tonight, so I saw a little ghost on the side of the road leading the way. I ran into Cheng Tingzhou, and he said he had a big order, so I followed him. I didn't expect it to be you."

Wang Xiaoxiao thought of the past Song Mi, "Didn't you not believe in ghosts and gods before? When did you ever catch ghosts again?"

Wang Xiaoxiao accepted the Black and White Impermanence very quickly because she believed in them. She had told Song Mi many supernatural events in her hometown before, but Song Mi just treated them as stories.

So she thought that even if she told Song Mi that she was a ghost messenger, she would still feel insomnia and have many nightmares.

"Why do you think I know these things instead of having a new core?"

Wang Xiaoxiao likes to read novels about rebirth and time travel.

"Tsk~ Don't I know who you are? I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes."

Wang Xiaoxiao pulled Song Mi up and placed the spirit-calling banner across their backs. Song Mi smiled and said, "Tomorrow I'll complain to the Black and White Impermanence for slacking off at work and damaging office supplies."

"It's okay. I'm a formal employee and it's not easy to resign. Don't blame me. Tell me about your situation and what's going on between you and Si Qicheng recently."

Song Mi told Wang Xiaoxiao his true identity and what happened after the car accident. As he finished speaking, the sky began to turn white.

The city lights had long since dimmed, and the faint stars in the sky dotted the gray-blue curtain.

"This Bai Keyan is really sick. She likes Si Qicheng so much. She might as well give Si Qicheng some drugs. They can have sex together for one night, and then you can catch them in bed and divorce them directly. You can also get half of their property."

Song Mi looked at her in surprise, "I told you to stop reading those domineering men chasing their wives literature, it's driving you crazy."

"Then you are unhappy."

Song Mi couldn't stop laughing, and suddenly remembered, "You are the ghost messenger of this area. Have you noticed the abnormal situation here?"

"Yes, I think there are very few ghosts in our City X. However, for cities of the same size, the soul collection rate is roughly the same as the death rate, but the data for City X is very poor..."

Otherwise, the Black and White Impermanence wouldn't have come to check on the situation some time ago. Although she didn't know whether there was a definite result in the end, she was not informed.

"My performance this year is terrible. Remember to take me with you when you go ghost hunting next time."

Compared to the two sisters who were laughing and talking happily despite the strong wind, Si Qicheng was also with his friends.

After Song Mi left in the afternoon, Si Qicheng felt more and more bored looking at the empty house at home. In the past, Song Mi didn't talk much to him at home.

But when she was not around, she felt the house was particularly spacious, so she called her friends over for a drink.

Qi Huanlai sat there for a long time, but Si Qicheng didn't say anything and just drank silently. He was really curious and asked him about the situation.

Si Qicheng turned the wine glass in his hand, lowered his eyes, and said that Song Mi was divorcing him recently.

"Divorce?" Qi Huan smiled. "She finally came to her senses and asked you for a divorce."

"What do you mean?" Si Qicheng looked surprised.