Abnormal Detective Agency.

In the bustling downtown area stood an independent storefront.

That was truly impressive.

At the very least, it proved that the other party had ample funding and strength.

Han Shan couldn't help but feel a little more confident as he walked through the glass door.

On both sides of the corridor hung a multitude of black and white photographs.

There were images of white-robed wraiths floating in mid-air inside ancient wooden buildings.

And creatures of strange shapes and sizes within marshes.

...

Such bizarre and peculiar photos appealed greatly to the adolescent taste, and Han Shan found them quite fascinating.

"Is this gentleman here to request our services?"

A greeter had come over, her face bearing a smile: "These are all the strange cases our detectives have solved... Our detectives at the Abnormal Detective Agency only take on extraordinarily unique cases, we regret we do not accept ordinary business..."

"I... I have a request, I think I've seen a ghost."

Han Shan stuttered.

"It's alright, please follow me."

The greeter led Han Shan up to the second floor and knocked on a door.

The door seemed to be unlocked, as it swung open with a knock.

Right behind the door was an office desk, and a woman was sprawled on it, snoring, her saliva dribbling down.

In front of her, there was a brass nameplate with the words 'Great Detective Wan Xiaolou' engraved on it.

"Ahem!"

The greeter showed an embarrassed look and coughed.

"Uh? Who?"

Wan Xiaolou woke with a start, propping herself up and sizing up Han Shan: "Oh? A new client, right? Little brother, is it you?"

Truth be told, any ordinary detective agency behaving like this would have gone bankrupt long ago.

But as an associate member of the foundation, the Abnormal Detective Agency that Wan Xiaolou was in charge of was originally just an organization dedicated to investigating and collecting information about odd phenomena.

Funding and salaries were fully covered by the foundation, so there was no need to worry about profitability.

Even if Han Shan looked broke, she would not turn away this client.

"It's me, I think I've encountered a ghost."

Though Han Shan felt somewhat doubtful, he answered all the same.

"Hmm, that's indeed worth looking into..."

Wan Xiaolou nodded seriously: "Hey... don't leave, customer. Although I might seem unreliable, I'm just an ordinary detective. Our real boss at the detective agency is inside."

She grabbed Han Shan's arm, enthusiastically saying: "Let's do a test first, if it doesn't work we won't charge you a penny."

"For free?"

Han Shan's eyes lit up.

He had been worrying about affording the hiring fees, so he immediately stopped and followed Wan Xiaolou to another room.

On the room's door were the words 'Consultation Room' boldly inscribed.

Pushing the door open, a beautiful and mature woman in a white lab coat looked over: "Xiaolou? What's up?"

"We have a visitor, Wanqing. Do a test for him."

Wan Xiaolou said in a carefree manner.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Wen Wanqing, I am a psychologist and part-time spirit medium..."

Wen Wanqing twirled a strand of hair, smiling.

In truth, whatever a spirit medium was supposed to be, it was all just talk, even though she held several internationally recognized Witch School certificates.

After all, foreigners always like to come up with all sorts of oddities, and these degrees were real!

At the same time, her doctorate in psychology was also real, and that was something Wen Wanqing had earnestly studied for.

"Why does 'psychologist' come before 'medium'?"

Han Shan curiously asked.

"Because many employers claim that the so-called bizarre events are just scaring themselves... or they have certain psychological issues, such as split personality!"

Wen Wanqing had a look of scientific triumph over Magic on her face: "So... we need to screen for that first. Lie down!"

She pointed to the real leather sofa next to her.

Han Shan lay down, feeling supported at every point on his body, and couldn't help but exhale a long, contented breath.

'Is this what it's like to enjoy the luxury of the rich? So comfortable...'

"You're very relaxed now, relaxed..."

Wen Wanqing's voice was gentle, with a soothing power: "Now... tell me what happened? Like you would to an old friend..."

"Yesterday... I just moved..."

Han Shan closed his eyes and began to recount.

From leaving his house to the neighborhood basketball court, the human head basketball, and the bizarre dreams at night...

As he spoke, drowsiness crept over him.

He had already fallen deeply asleep.

"How is it?"

Great Detective Wan Xiaolou asked curiously: "Did he really encounter the supernatural?"

"Don't look so gleeful about it, if we hadn't been lucky back then, we'd be dead already."

Wen Wanqing rolled her eyes.

The more they worked within the foundation, the more they touched upon, the luckier they felt they had been initially.

Ordinary people who encounter the supernatural mostly end up with one outcome...

A painful death in despair!

"We don't know yet, we need to continue testing..."

As Wen Wanqing spoke, she pulled out a box from a drawer, opened it, and inside was a necklace with three gemstones embedded.

The Rationality Test Stone!

She carefully placed the bracelet on Han Shan, then quietly waited for a reaction.

In less than a minute, the gemstones on the bracelet started to flicker.

The most was the emerald, but that yellow gemstone also had a faint light.

"The subject in a hypnotic state, the test is generally very accurate, his rationality value has permanently dropped a bit..."

Wen Wanqing sighed: "This has caused some confusion in his behavior today, like... not going to report to the new school, but finding us instead."

"Truly... supernatural!"

Wan Xiaolou shivered: "Have you noticed, over the past few years, dangerous events around the world have been clearly on the rise, the curve so steep I'm afraid to look... Also, the casualty rate at the foundation's grassroots has been increasing... it seems... something bad is going to happen."

"We can't stop it; we can only do what we have at hand."

Wen Wanqing clapped her hands: "I say it, you write it, let's create an archive first..."

Wan Xiaolou rubbed his fingers and began to type rapidly on the computer.

"Code name: human head ghost!"

"Location: City G!"

"Specific description:..."

...

Moments later, Wan Xiaolou finished the report and clicked upload.

"Ah, the local database found similar cases, beginning comparison... Feature match rate of 97.21%!"

"That's great, it's a ghost whose patterns we've already figured out, but it's revived a bit too quickly after the last sealing, hasn't it?"

Wan Xiaolou looked at the archive and spoke rapidly:

"Next, do we call the foundation's special task force and have the Deceit Master deal with it?"

"I'm afraid not."

Wen Wanqing looked at the archive and shook her head: "This ghost's harmfulness is minimal; it kills slowly, mainly through mental torment, and it also takes a long time... I'm afraid it's not a priority in the headquarters' first response sequence..."

Now, the foundation's headquarters were increasingly stretched thin.

This distress was even felt by someone at the grassroots like Wan Xiaolou, who felt a sinking in his heart upon hearing this...

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