"Doctor, what do you want to do?" the fat man asked, a bad feeling rising within him, his right eyelid twitching.

Jiang Cheng put away his phone, a touch of ferocity flashing across his face. "She dared to block me! I'm going to block her at her house. A monk can run, but the temple can't."

"There's no need for that, Doctor," the fat man said sincerely. He didn't think this was a good idea. Ghosts couldn't kill them through phones and computers, but if they went to face the ghost head-on, who knew what would happen? After all, the fat man felt that ghosts also had their pride.

Moreover, the fat man had his own plans. He intended to have the doctor summarize how to deal with ghosts and post it online. If that didn't work, he would contact Boss Lin. With her extensive network, she would surely have a solution.

"Think twice, Doctor. A moment of patience brings calm; taking a step back opens up the horizon..." The fat man earnestly advised. With the doctor's incessant chatter, he was genuinely worried that if he wasn't around and the doctor was caught alone by a ghost, his head would be swatted off.

"A moment of patience only makes me angrier, taking a step back makes things worse!" Jiang Cheng, looking at the silent computer no matter how he fiddled with it, said in exasperation, "Dare to break my computer, and I won't let it go until I get her hands on her ashes!"

...

Chengnan, inside an office building, the lights were bright.

From the outside, it was just an ordinary building, with office workers still working overtime in each office, with coffee and hastily eaten takeout meals on their desks.

In front of a floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor stood a woman of ordinary appearance, looking down at the city beneath her feet.

"Specialist Lin." A man's voice came from behind the woman, muffled and slightly hoarse, but more than that, it was filled with suppressed anger. "All the heads of the families are here today. I hope you can explain this to us."

The woman, known as Specialist Lin, turned around, her eyes calmly meeting those of the people sitting around the conference table. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the woman's face, exerting invisible pressure.

"General Chen, I don't understand what you're talking about," Lin Wan'er said composedly.

"Specialist Lin, some words are inconvenient for General Chen to say, so I, the old man, will say them." A thin, gaunt old man with sparse hair stood up, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's. "May I ask, why did the last joint operation against the Night Watchmen stronghold suffer such heavy losses?"

"We were ambushed by the Night Watchmen in a premeditated attack," Lin Wan'er replied. "The personnel at the Hanjiang Ferry stronghold had already evacuated in advance. The detailed report on this operation is still being compiled."

"Heh." A very impolite snort attracted Lin Wan'er's attention. As if some conjecture had been confirmed, a burly man sitting in a forward position shook his head. "Specialist Lin, do you take us for three-year-olds?"

"Mr. Huang, speak plainly," General Chen couldn't help but frown. He was straightforward and disliked people who were sarcastic.

The man surnamed Huang was the head of the Huang family. Judging from his position, the Huang family ranked high among these families. The man raised his head and looked at Lin Wan'er. "Specialist Lin, since General Chen has spoken, then I'll be blunt. We think there's something fishy about this ambush. The Night Watchmen were willing to deploy such a lineup to participate in the ambush. They must have obtained accurate information. Someone among us leaked the news."

"So...the Huang family head is suspecting me?" Lin Wan'er's face showed no emotion.

"I didn't say that." The man surnamed Huang felt flustered by Lin Wan'er's gaze, but now was the time to show his face, and he couldn't back down. So he stubbornly said, "We just don't understand why only your people came back unscathed, while our families suffered heavy casualties."

He wasn't talking nonsense. A total of nearly 30 disciples were sent, all elites from each family, but after this battle, only 4 came back in one piece.

"Specialist Lin, don't say your people were seriously injured. We all know that Luo He only looked seriously injured, but in fact, he was fine. The Night Watchmen obviously held back!" This Mr. Wei had his own informants in the military and was well aware of Luo He's injuries.

Lin Wan'er scanned the crowd. She could feel that these people had come prepared today. They must have reached a tacit agreement in private. The so-called explanation was just a smokescreen, and they were testing the military's bottom line.

These people's positions were not firm. They stood on the side of the country only to use the country's hand to bring down the Night Watchmen and then replace them.

Lin Wan'er was experienced in dealing with such people. This kind of alliance formed purely by interests was not stable. If you want to fight, you must seize the one who is shouting the loudest. As long as you knock down the leader, the others will disperse like frightened birds and beasts.

What she needed to pay attention to was how to carry out the finishing work.

This Huang family head was the person these people had elected to start the trouble.

Lin Wan'er ignored the aggressive Mr. Wei and instead looked at the Huang family head. After a moment, she coldly said, "I heard that the people sent by the Huang family defected on the battlefield and responded to the Night Watchmen's call to kill their companions. Is there such a thing?"

Hearing this, the Huang family head's face changed drastically, but before he could explain, Lin Wan'er's clear and cold voice pressed on, "Can I understand it this way, that all of this was instructed by the Huang family head in advance? So when the Night Watchmen appeared, your subordinates reacted so quickly and immediately responded to the Night Watchmen's call for surrender."

"No, it's not like that..." Feeling the killing intent in Lin Wan'er's words, the Huang family head panicked instantly. Defecting to the enemy on the battlefield was a major taboo. If this label was only pinned on him, he couldn't bear it. "That was just my subordinates' strategy. They didn't sincerely betray, but were waiting for an opportunity..."

Seeing that Lin Wan'er and General Chen's expressions were getting worse and worse, the Huang family head looked at the other families in exasperation. How was this different from what they had discussed before? Not a single person stood up for him.

No, he couldn't bear this blame alone. The Huang family head immediately turned the spearhead to the others present. "The situation was complicated at the time, and the people who responded...responded to the Night Watchmen were not only from my family, but also from other families! Everyone is the same!"

"Is that so?" Lin Wan'er showed an expression of sudden realization. "In that case, please trouble the Huang family head to point out these people for me."

General Chen slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and stared coldly at the others at the table, his eyes spitting out sharp blades. "There's actually such a thing? I must report this to the higher-ups and severely punish them!"

The Huang family head was stunned. Then he understood. Not only him, but all the family heads present understood. This was not questioning Specialist Lin at all, but clearly a play acted by her, surnamed Lin, and General Chen!