The old woman's voice was steeped in grief. "My daughter and son-in-law are dead. They came into contact with something unclean somewhere, and when they came home, they started going mad. At night, they wore expressions completely unlike their usual ones. They even discussed amusing ways to kill me in the next room..."
Her wrinkled hands clenched tightly. She took a breath before continuing. "Later, people from the Investigation Bureau took them away, saying they had been replaced by shadows. About a week later, after I became a cleaner for the Cleaning Company, I found their bodies among the waste awaiting disposal."
"The Cleaning Company? Cleaners?" Confusion crept into Gao Ming's voice. "What's your relationship with the Investigation Bureau? Don't be afraid. I'm not from the Investigation Bureau, and I won't do anything to you."
Only after Gao Ming reassured them repeatedly did the man beside her, who had regained his senses, dare to speak. "Hanhai is in complete chaos. The General Investigation Bureau is busy dealing with the black fog and couldn't care less whether people like us live or die. Right now, it's the Investigation Branch Bureaus in each district fighting the disaster, but they're desperately short-handed. Those of us trapped in the affected zones can't leave, and we don't have any special abilities. To make ends meet, we can only join the cleaning, medical care, and transport companies set up by the local Investigation Branch Bureaus, helping them out with dirty work that isn't quite as dangerous."
Complete chaos? Gao Ming mused. *I took Situ An and Xia Yang away, and A Fang, who represents Blood City's lingering consciousness, is inside the Execution House. There shouldn't be anyone in Hanhai capable of keeping the Jingtuo God and the Investigation Bureau in check. But judging by the situation,