103: Chapter 103 System Settlement! 500 Merit Points Obtained!

"Captain Lei! We've found something!"

A SWAT officer nearby walked over carrying Zhao Hongxia's designer bag. He pulled the zipper, and the golden shimmer inside nearly blinded everyone.

Besides hundreds of heavy gold bars, there were several thick ledgers filled with dense records of human trafficking transactions over the years.

This was what you'd call ironclad evidence.

Lei Dapao glanced at the items and sneered.

"Well, well, you've quite the fortune."

"Take her away! We'll interrogate her slowly back at the station!"

Several SWAT officers stepped forward and hauled Zhao Hongxia up like a dead dog.

Meanwhile, in the living room of the Jinxiu Jiangnan Community.

Su Yun looked at the frantically scrolling bullet comments in the livestream, his expression as calm as a breeze.

Although he couldn't see the scene, the changes in the system panel were more accurate than a live broadcast.

[Target Zhao Hongxia has been apprehended by the police.]

[Calculating sin value...]

Su Yun picked up his teacup, took a sip to moisten his throat, and spoke slowly into the camera.

"Everyone, no need to guess."

"Just now, our Sister Hong has 'received' a pair of silver bracelets. Room and board included, free for life."

"Also, a friendly reminder to friends living in the north of the city: if the sirens are too loud, please bear with it."

"After all, quite a few people were arrested, so the motorcade is a bit long."

As soon as he said this, the livestream exploded.

Just a moment ago, everyone was worried if Captain Lei could catch them, given the complex terrain.

And yet, before Su Yun's tea could even cool, it was already over?

"Holy crap! For real? That fast?"

"I have a relative in the north! They just posted on WeChat Moments saying they saw over a dozen police cars escorting a truck toward the Municipal Bureau!"

"Master Su is amazing! His mouth is practically blessed!"

"Sister Hong: I was terrified at that moment."

"That's it? I wanted to see the interrogation!"

Looking at the screen full of 'awesome' and gift effects, Su Yun stretched and yawned.

"System, settlement."

He muttered to himself.

After working all night and even risking retaliation from a transnational criminal syndicate, wasn't it all for this moment?

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for assisting the police in taking down a massive transnational human trafficking syndicate!]

[The main culprit, Zhao Hongxia, and all her core members have been caught!]

[This operation rescued over thirty abducted women and children and prevented dozens of potential crimes!]

[The system has determined this to be a Great Merit!]

[Reward: 500 merit points!]

[Current Merit: 1,550 points!]

[Ghost Valley Medical Arts restoration progress +30%...]

Hearing the number '500,' Su Yun's weary eyes instantly lit up.

I'm rich!

This was definitely the biggest windfall he had earned since transmigrating!

Compared to this, the previous minor incidents of catching mistresses and fugitives were just a drizzle.

You have to realize, this was 500 merit points!

If converted into lifespan, it would be enough for him to live another fifty days!

"Alright, stop spamming the screen. I can't see anything if you keep going."

"This is a serious fortune-telling livestream, not a wholesale market for flattery."

"What happened just now was to assist the police; it was a special case."

"Now, let's get back to business."

Su Yun's slender finger tapped the screen lightly, and the familiar Lucky Bag interface popped up again.

"Same old rules, let's start the Lucky Bag."

"Whoever wins the connection—whether it's face reading, fortune-telling, character analysis, Feng Shui, or encountering something 'unclean'..."

At this point, Su Yun paused, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes. "As long as you can afford the fee, I can even flip through a few pages of Yama's Book of Life and Death for you."

If he had said this before, he would have been roasted to a crisp.

But now, among the over two million people in the livestream, not a single one dared to question him.

Sister Hong's fate just now was the best proof.

"Whoosh!"

The moment the Lucky Bag opened, it was snatched up by the two million people in seconds.

This hand speed—even thirty years of being single might not be enough to train it.

"Congratulations to our friend with the ID 'Night Shift Worker'."

Su Yun looked at the winner list, his brow arching slightly. "That name sounds pretty miserable."

The video call request was sent.

A few seconds later, the connection was established.

The screen showed a dim and shaky scene.

The lighting was poor; one could only faintly see a narrow space with reflections from old-fashioned leather seats.

The camera shook several times before finally focusing on a pale face.

It was a young man in his early twenties, wearing blue-gray work clothes. His hair was messy, and his eyes betrayed an irrepressible terror.

He seemed to be trying his best to keep his voice down, huddled in a corner like a frightened quail.

"M-Master Su."

The young man's voice was trembling, his teeth chattering. "Help..."

Su Yun frowned slightly. "Don't panic; the sky isn't falling. What happened? Or what do you want me to calculate?"

"I... I'm on a bus right now."

The young man swallowed hard, his hand holding the phone shaking constantly, causing the image to wobble frantically. "I'm Zhang Qiang. I work the night shift at an electronics factory."

"I worked late today and missed the factory shuttle, so I had to take this Route 404 bus home."

Upon hearing the words 'Route 404', the livestream's bullet comments exploded instantly.

"Holy crap! Route 404? That legendary ghost bus in Jiangcheng?"

"Brother, you've got some guts! You actually dared to board that bus?"

"I heard that every midnight, this bus takes a load of ghosts to the crematorium!"

"Don't scare people, you above. What era is this? Where would ghosts come from?"

"It's not just scaring people! Something really happened with this bus recently! I heard from my second uncle that someone took this bus last week and never made it home!"

Su Yun glanced at the comments, his expression unchanged. "Route 404? Never heard of it."

"Master, there's really something wrong with this bus!"

Zhang Qiang lowered his voice even further, as if afraid of disturbing someone. "Everything was fine when I got on; there were a few other people."

"But as it drove along, those people all disappeared!"

"Now, I'm the only passenger left on the bus!"

As Zhang Qiang spoke, he carefully panned the camera around.

Sure enough.

In the empty bus cabin, only the two rows of worn-out seats stood lonely.

The lights on the ceiling were dim and yellowed, flickering as the vehicle jolted, casting long shadows of the seats that looked like monsters with bared fangs and claws.

Outside the window was pitch black; nothing could be seen. Only the dull roar of the bus engine sounded particularly piercing in the silent night.

"That's it?"

Su Yun leaned back in his chair, his tone flat. "It's normal for the last bus to be empty. Everyone needs to sleep. Who else would be as miserable as you, wandering outside in the middle of the night?"

"No!"

Zhang Qiang grew anxious, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. "Master, you don't understand! This bus has been the talk of the town lately!"

"Just this month, three people have gone missing after taking this bus!"

"The police issued a notice saying they ran away from home, but everyone says they were eaten by this bus!"

"And..."

Zhang Qiang slowly raised his phone, aiming the camera through the gap in the front windshield at the driver's seat.

In that spot sat a slightly bloated figure.

The driver wore a black uniform, a low-pressed baseball cap, and a black mask that covered his entire face tightly.

He sat there stiffly, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, motionless.

He didn't even turn his head.

"Master, look at that driver..."

Zhang Qiang said with a sob, "When I swiped my card to get on, I greeted him, but he ignored me completely."

"And it's the middle of the night, no air conditioning in the bus, so why is he covered up so tightly?"

"I just feel... he doesn't look like a living person."