"You fought crime, upheld justice, stopped campus bullying, and visibly improved public safety in the surrounding area. We feel that living here would be better than anywhere else in Ge Country. That is why we want to move here. Officer Shi, we would not be causing you trouble, would we?"
"Of course not. Thank you for your trust." Shi Tiexin patted his badge. "A police officer's duty is to let everyone live beneath the sunlight. If you suffer harm, come find me. I will uphold justice."
The elderly couple was overwhelmed by grief and joy. "Jiahao, Jiahao, did you hear that? You do not need to worry about Xiao Bao's life anymore, nor do you need to worry about us! If your spirit still lingers in heaven, then rest in peace!"
The moment they finished speaking, a powerful gust of wind suddenly blew in, sweeping into the elderly couple's arms.
As if blessed with sudden insight, the couple opened the bundle they had been clutching to their chests. Inside was a box—the urn they had prepared. On it was a photograph in which Li Jiahao's face seemed still alive before their eyes.
The box had previously been completely empty, because Li Jiahao had not left behind any ashes. Now, the elderly couple opened it and placed it on the ground. A dense plume of smoke descended from the sky, preparing to fall into the urn.
Yet for some reason, it seemed to encounter resistance. The dense smoke could only swirl like a heavy cloud three meters above the box, unable to truly enter it.
Such a strange sight left the elderly couple and the two young men dumbfounded, at a complete loss over what to do.
Shi Tiexin frowned at the black mist. He had already opened his Guanlan Sky