Kowloon Police Station, basement.
The Miscellaneous Affairs Department's office was still as cramped and dim as ever, the air thick with lingering cigarette smoke and the musty smell of old paper.
The difference was that it was exceptionally lively today.
The whiteboard in the corner, usually used to record case details, had been wiped spotless. At the top, a line of large black marker words read:
"First Meeting of the Special Advisory Group."
Huang Yaozu sat at the head of the table, an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth as he frowned at the people seated on either side.
On the left side of the table, Li Dan lounged against his chair, holding a cup of tea from who knew where, wisps of steam curling upward.
Uncle Feng sat with his back straight, hands resting flat on his knees, looking as though he were meditating with his eyes closed. Dr. Lam, meanwhile, carefully polished his reading glasses with a handkerchief.
On the right side of the table, Jin Maiji and Meng Chao sat side by side. Every now and then, they stole a glance at Li Dan, their eyes filled with obvious awe and restraint.
Ever since they had seen Li Dan force an evil ghost to become someone's father in the ancestral hall, then casually stuff both the Man-Eating Fetus and the Mother Altar into a playing card, they knew he was definitely a hidden powerhouse.
Li Guoqiang sat at the far end, still pale-faced, with deep dark circles beneath his eyes. Clearly, last night's experience had left him shaken.
As for Leon...
He stood before the whiteboard, red marker in hand, drawing a goofy ghost head with its tongue sticking out beside the large words. Next to it, he added a line:
"Catch ghosts by catching hearts. Be