Chapter 30 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Damn. She turned off her phone? What’s the meaning of this!

Chen Hao was so furious he nearly slammed his phone.

But anger aside, Chen Hao was more or less certain that this Wei Xiuhong was Li Meng’s mother.

But what exactly happened between Wei Xiuhong and Li Feng back then? Such that she was showing this attitude when she heard the name of her biological son!

Chen Hao felt a headache.

Although he had found the person, it didn’t seem like it was of much use. If Wei Xiuhong didn’t change her attitude, even if they met, it might not be a heartwarming scene of the reunion between mother and son. Instead, Li Meng would find himself to have waited in vain for more than ten years, and his love might turn into hatred, resulting in unforeseeable consequences!

Indeed, his newbie mission was welfare—he only had to bluff his way through. But now that he formally started his missions, there was either a problem with the ghosts or the humans. How torturous!

After some pondering, Chen Hao couldn’t think of a better solution, so he called Zhou Gang.

“How did it go? Is she Li Meng’s mother?” Zhou Gang asked curiously.

Chen Hao said, “I think so. But there was a little hiccup.”

Zhou Gang said, “What hiccup?”

Chen Hao replied, “Wei Xiuhong hung up on me.”

Zhou Gang was speechless.

Chen Hao said with a sigh, “Seems like I need to trouble you to help me confirm Wei Xiuhong’s exact address, Brother. If I still can’t communicate with her, I can only go to find her personally.”

Zhou Gang said, “I’ll go and ask my classmate. But seeing her attitude, I wouldn’t carry much hope. Hao’zi, you need to be mentally prepared.”

Chen Hao felt sour inside. For his Dipper Steps, even if there was no hope, he had to create it!

“Right. How’s your investigation on Zhao Yuan coming along?” Chen Hao asked.

Zhou Gang said, “Not too smoothly. There are too few records on the Zhao family. Moreover, they moved over a hundred years ago. I plan to send someone to Zhao Yuan’s hometown to check on some old documents. Perhaps I’ll find a clue from there.”

Chen Hao said, “Sure, I’ll trouble you then, Brother. When this matter is resolved, I’ll give you a gift as a token of my appreciation. Don’t reject me. It’s not money or anything like that, just some little trinkets that serve to protect its owner. Perhaps, in the future, if you run into some paranormal stuff, it can protect you.”

Zhou Gang had wanted to reject, but upon hearing his last sentence, he smiled and accepted.

Having met a real ghost, as someone who fought crime on the frontline, he really wasn’t sure if he would one day encounter some “dirty” things. A protective amulet could help to protect his life.

In the afternoon, Chen Hao went to Zhou Gang’s place to take the cat food Yang Hui helped him get for the black cat. Yang Hui had obtained this from her bestie. After all, Chen Hao’s order would take several days to arrive, and surely the black cat couldn’t go hungry in the meantime.

Chen Hao then recalled that he hadn’t paid for the cat food, so he transferred ten thousand yuan to Yang Hui and told her to keep the rest and continue buying with the remaining money after the cat food was finished.

By the time he returned to his rented apartment, it was nearly evening. Chen Hao fixed a serving of cat food for the black cat according to Yang Hui’s instruction, and indeed, from the approving glances the black cat threw his way from time to time, it seemed to be enjoying the food.

Caught between laughter and tears, Chen Hao glanced at the shredded potato stir-fry, chili fried egg, and white rice he bought from the roadside, feeling fate’s malicious intent. F*ck, who’s the master here!

Just as he was about to imagine these ordinary dishes as expensive delicacies, his phone suddenly rang.

Chen Hao picked it up and froze, surprised to see that it came from Wei Xiuhong!