"Shut up!"
Huang Yaozu abruptly cut him off, pointing the hand holding the flask at Li Guoqiang's nose.
His eyes looked weary, but his tone was as hard as stone.
"The First Commandment of the Miscellaneous Affairs Department: there are no ghosts in this world!"
"Everything you saw was an illusion! A serial killer! A lunatic!"
Huang Yaozu roared loudly, spraying spit across Li Guoqiang's face.
"Do you understand? There are no ghosts in this world!"
Li Guoqiang clenched his teeth, tears welling in his eyes, yet he did not dare argue back.
The other officers in the corridor acted as though they had heard nothing and continued lowering their heads over their work.
Clearly, Huang Sir from the Miscellaneous Affairs Department going on drunken rants was nothing unusual at Kowloon Police Station.
Li Dan stopped walking.
He turned around and looked at the hysterical middle-aged man trying to numb both himself and the newcomer with lies.
The film The First Commandment.
Those lines were so iconic that Li Dan could never forget them after hearing them once.
He knew why Huang Yaozu said such things.
Because the ghosts faced by the Miscellaneous Affairs Department had no physical bodies and could possess anyone at will. The moment they touched someone, they could take over that person's body.
Huang Yaozu knew he could not deal with them. He could only maintain his sanity through self-deception and numb his fear with alcohol.
He was a pitiful man driven to despair by the supernatural.
With one hand in his trouser pocket, Li Dan slowly strolled back in front of Huang Yaozu.
Uncle Feng tried to stop him, but failed.
Huang Yaozu stopped roaring and shot a sidelong glance at Li Dan as he returned.
**"What are you looking at? A cop is disciplining