Chapter 195
Ji Ma felt a jolt of panic; the arrival of the police was somewhat unexpected for her.
Fang Shiyun must have pretended to faint and quietly called 110, clearly, she wasn’t scared enough.
As Ji Ma thought this, she controlled Teemo, escaping under the pursuit of many enemies. In this game, running to the enemy’s second tower to kill someone is roughly equivalent to waiting at your doorstep to bash someone’s head in with a brick.
A young voice rang out:
“Ms. Fang, stay calm. Take your time to explain, we will protect you.”
“Hurry inside, he wants to kill me, no need to change shoes.”
The study was very close to the entrance. Two police officers, dressed in black uniforms and wearing caps, appeared at the door of the study, their shoulder patches adorned with a black device that had glass eyes.
Although it was an inanimate object, like a surveillance camera, it was watching Ji Ma.
Ji Ma glanced at it, while manipulating Teemo, she swiveled her hips, performing a flying skill.
She remembered, this was called a law enforcement recorder.
Ji Ma was in a panic, expertly pressing the Esc key to exit the game.
Fang Shiyun pointed at the study, somewhat incoherent: “He… he has been following me, earlier in the study.”
The two police officers followed her finger and looked over. The older officer was indifferent while the younger officer’s eyes were full of curiosity. The gazes of the three passed through Ji Ma’s figure without the slightest recognition that a mature succubus was playing a game in the computer chair.
Ji Ma met their gaze but didn’t continue dodging skills. The stone man burst out, crashing into Teemo like a meteor, causing him to be knocked away. The enemies, filled with anger, stomped over, directly stepping on the adorable Teemo to his death.
The pink bunny ear headphones emitted a female voice in English: “You have been killed.”
What am I panicking about?
Ji Ma pulled out a stick of beef jerky from her pocket and put it in her mouth.
It must be the influence from her past life.
The older police officer said: “Ms. Fang, you said there’s someone in the house. Where are they?”
“Right… right in my house.” Fang Shiyun was clever; she didn’t immediately say there was a ghost.
Otherwise, whether the police would come or not would be a different story.
The young officer immediately drew out his baton and said, “Sir, I’ll check in the bedroom.”
“Don’t rush.” The older officer said: “If you provoke him, what if you get hurt? Let’s start searching from this study together.”
Under the influence of Ji Ma’s deception, their perceptions were distorted, completely ignoring Ji Ma who was playing the game in the computer chair.
They looked around. Fang Shiyun followed closely, hiding behind the young officer, looking around.
There weren’t many places to hide in the study, and they quickly turned their attention to the computer desk. The young officer walked towards Ji Ma, and Ji Ma suppressed her inner panic, choosing to trust herself.
She focused on the screen, continuing to use her extraordinary advantages to evade their sight, hiding along a path in the enemy jungle.
The young officer stopped about sixty centimeters away from Ji Ma, pushed away the nonexistent computer chair, leaned down to take a look, and said: “There’s no one inside.”
“Can you please check the computer? Isn’t there a news article about someone jumping off a building?”
The young officer straightened up, looking forwards, staring at the air above the computer desk.
On the computer screen, the other side’s Vel’Koz was ambushed again and died. The fluffy Teemo stomped on his corpse, laughing up to the sky:
“Hahaha, hmph hahahaha.”
From a distance, two enemies rushed over, determined to avenge their fallen teammate, but the leading support stepped on a green mushroom, causing it to explode and release purple poison, slowing their steps.
They could only watch Teemo, bouncing and laughing, as he frolicked away, the laughter gradually fading: “Hahaha, hmph hahahaha.”
After watching, the young officer nodded and said: “Yes, there’s a news article about someone jumping off a building. Your Weibo account looks quite good.”
Fang Shiyun said: “Should I add a Weibo? There’s a police officer’s Weibo, it makes me feel safe.”
“Sure.”
But before the young officer could pull out his phone, the older officer coughed and said: “There’s nothing in the study; let’s search the balcony. Xiao Li, be serious during the investigation, did you hear?”
The young officer replied as he pocketed his phone: “I heard.”
He sure knows how to attract men, but he’s still far behind me.
Ji Ma cast a sidelong glance at Fang Shiyun, controlling Teemo to successfully escape the encirclement.
The young officer walked past Ji Ma towards the balcony, and Fang Shiyun followed closely behind him. As they passed by Ji Ma, Ji Ma lifted her hand and slapped her neck.
“Ah!”
Fang Shiyun jumped completely, turned her head quickly, looking at Ji Ma, and shouted: “Help, he… he…”
The two police officers immediately turned around.
The older officer’s gaze lingered briefly between Ji Ma and the door, then said: “Who?”
Fang Shiyun could no longer hold on. The aura of pain emanating from her was so profound that it made Ji Ma’s pores open pleasantly.
“Wan Ziqi, it’s… Wan Ziqi.” She pointed to Ji Ma who was playing the game.
The two police officers followed her indication and looked at the computer screen.
Ji Ma was controlling a hero with one hand while greeting the Blade Dancer amicably with the other.
“That’s him.” Fang Shiyun started to cry: “He started haunting me right after he jumped off the building. I know you won’t believe me, but… it’s the truth.”
The older officer stepped forward and glanced at the computer screen. On the screen, Ji Ma was engaged in “friendly” interaction with her teammates.
He said: “Calm down, Ms. Fang. This news is from Tianfu City, far from Modu.”
“He… he was my ex-boyfriend. Right after he died, he started haunting me… please don’t doubt me. Just now, when I called 110, he suddenly appeared behind me, blood dripping onto my hand. Look here.”
Fang Shiyun extended her well-maintained hand, which was clean. The two police officers leaned in to look.
The young officer gasped: “There really is blood.”
The older officer said: “Isn’t that your nosebleed?”
“Really.” Fang Shiyun said: “He’s still here. If you don’t believe me, you can quickly do a DNA test; it must match Wan Ziqi’s DNA in the news perfectly.”
The older officer nodded seriously: “We will. Now, let’s report to the higher-ups.”
Then, the older officer used a very casual tone on the walkie-talkie to report that the caller believed there was a ghost in the house and requested DNA sample comparison.
The young officer comforted her: “Ms. Fang, you don’t need to be too sad.”
“I… I… really.” Fang Shiyun was anxious, holding on to the older officer not letting him leave until he agreed to do a DNA test.
They took Fang Shiyun out, heading to the police station.
Ji Ma controlled Teemo, laughing and twitching over the sixth enemy corpse.
Unintentionally, she had actually won.
In the team fight, Ji Ma dodged all skills, only basic attacks could hit her, but she could only watch her teammates suffer from the sidelines. Clearly, if the other side had just insisted on advancing together and not chased after that leaping Teemo, they could have won.
But when Teemo’s laughter reached the enemies’ ears, no one could suppress their anger, chasing after Teemo.
Watching the enemy’s core about to explode.
Ji Ma felt a bit regretful. She attempted to initiate a surrender before the core blew up.
Quickly, four votes of approval came in.
But the eager players did not vote, dragging it out until victory.
After finishing, the post-battle interface popped up.
Blind Monk: “Report the cheating dog, let’s all report together.”
“1”
“1”
Ji Ma didn’t feel like she was cheating, just using her personal capabilities to dominate, and she found it quite enjoyable.
Ji Ma responded: “Hahaha, hmph hahahaha.”
Then, she checked her personal system to see the remaining mana.
It could only be said that it had increased a tiny bit, probably not even reaching 0.01%, which included the pain power from Fang Shiyun.
Few as they were, it proved one thing: obtaining pain power through the internet to restore mana was feasible.
After taking note of this, Ji Ma opened the task log and found the main quest “Revenge”, using the system to understand her soul injury level.
She wrote an evaluation:
“The recovery level of soul injury decreases visibly, slowly and with difficulty.”
“There’s no doubt that simply tormenting Fang Shiyun cannot heal my soul injury, but that pitiful puppy-like voice in my heart has also diminished quite a bit.”
Thinking about the complexity of soul injury gave Ji Ma a headache.
This means that she would have to rationally dissect the soul injury.
She feared that in the end, to fully heal the soul injury, she would still have to rely on someone with a penchant for stabbing hearts, with a kink as their tail.
Ji Ma shook her head, casting the thought aside.
No matter what, if the soul injury could be healed a bit, then heal it a bit.
She needed to squeeze Fang Shiyun until she had no value left. The remaining 50% mana could turn her into mush.
Just when Ji Ma planned to properly complete the main quest “Revenge,”
Her phone rang, with a contact name that was just one character: “Wan.”
Somewhat familiar, but Ji Ma couldn’t recall it for a moment.
She answered the call and asked: “Hello?”
A female voice came from the phone: “Son, what about the money you borrowed?”
Ji Ma’s mind lit up as she recalled the time just before the jump.
Wan Ziqi was embarrassed to borrow money from colleagues and had asked around but to no avail.
But his mother constantly complained that he wasn’t positive enough.
“I told you to be more outgoing, don’t be a shut-in! You never listen to me, look, you still haven’t listened? Hurry and borrow money; if you’re too shy to ask your colleagues now, what will you do when something bigger happens later? If you can’t borrow it, at least practice in front of the mirror.”
It can only be said that jumping off a building was a multi-faceted issue.
Ji Ma said: “Didn’t borrow.”
“How come you didn’t borrow again?” Wan Ziqi’s mother’s tone was one of disappointment: “I told you not to blindly believe what she said. You didn’t listen, do you still not believe me, huh?”
“Because she planned to pay me back.” Ji Ma said: “In the next few days.”
“That’s good. No matter what, he is your father. As the eldest son, you should cover the medical expenses…”
