Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?
Chapter 171: The Ghost’s Anomaly

Chapter 171: Chapter 171: The Ghost’s Anomaly

"President Ruan~"

Lawyer Zhao, whom Ruan Hongzhuang spoke of, eagerly greeted from a distance.

It was then that he noticed Shen Siyuan sitting in the passenger seat.

Since the police station was not crowded in the morning, Ruan Hongzhuang parked her car right at the front door.

Getting off the car, she introduced them, "This is my boyfriend Shen Siyuan, and this is our company’s legal counsel Zhao Dezhu, a famous lawyer in Bin Hai."

"Not at all, not at all... Nice to meet you, Mr. Shen."

Zhao Dezhu courteously greeted Shen Siyuan.

He was curious about which family’s heir he was; after all, he knew Ruan Hongzhuang’s identity.

She was not only the owner of the small Red Hearts International but also the heiress of Eastern Shipping.

Otherwise, with his current status and position, he would not be serving as a legal consultant for a small shipping company.

"Nice to meet you."

Shen Siyuan also greeted him politely, but his gaze moved past him.

This was a boy around fifteen or sixteen, bearing some resemblance to Lawyer Zhao.

He seemed to notice Shen Siyuan’s gaze and looked at him in surprise.

"Can you see me?"

He walked in front of Shen Siyuan and waved his hand.

Shen Siyuan nodded slightly, then no longer paid attention to him.

Lawyer Zhao obviously guessed that today’s matter had something to do with Shen Siyuan and hence asked, "Is this about Mr. Shen?"

Although he had his suspicions, he still asked for clarification.

Shen Siyuan nodded in response.

Upon hearing this, Lawyer Zhao looked as though everything was as he had expected.

He then said, "Before we go in, could Mr. Shen please recount the details of the event to me? Don’t hide anything, it helps me handle your case."

Ruan Hongzhuang looked towards Shen Siyuan and said, "Don’t worry, it’ll be okay."

Her reassurance actually seemed a bit funny.

Was Shen Siyuan someone who feared trouble?

His own ability gave him plenty of confidence.

But he had family and friends and did not want to inadvertently disrupt his current life.

However, her concern was a sign of her caring for him, so he gave her a smile and detailed the events that had transpired.

"The other party made the first move, is that correct?" Lawyer Zhao asked for confirmation after listening.

Shen Siyuan nodded, affirming that it was correct.

"Are there any surveillance cameras around?" Lawyer Zhao further inquired.

"I’m not quite sure about that," Shen Siyuan thought and responded.

"What about the dash camera?" Lawyer Zhao continued his questioning.

It probably didn’t capture anything; they had blocked my car from the front, but if there was a dash camera, it should have recorded our conversation.

"Okay, I’ve got no other questions. Let’s go in," said Lawyer Zhao.

Thus, the three of them walked towards the interior of the police station.

Meanwhile, the young boy at the side began pestering Shen Siyuan again, bombarding him with questions.

He was quite well-mannered; he had stood quietly at the side and listened without disturbing Shen Siyuan while they talked.

"Brother, are you really President Ruan’s boyfriend..."

"Why can you see me? Can you also hear me talking..."

"If you can’t hear, I can write it down for you to read..."

"You’re the first person who can see me, it’s really amazing. Are you a Taoist? A wizard? A monk? No, that can’t be, you’re President Ruan’s boyfriend, you can’t be a monk..."

...

The little boy sure had a lot to say, but it might be because he had been dead for too long without anyone to talk to.

Shen Siyuan found more he interacted with these ghosts, the more he realized there were a lot of things that didn’t make sense.

It seemed as if a ghost’s thoughts were shackled by some force; they either repeated their living routines or, driven by their obsessions, wandered in the Mortal World.

One would expect that with so many dead souls, even though the majority may be contaminated by desires and lose their sanity, becoming like walking corpses, the remaining ten percent could still form a vast kingdom of the dead. Yet, paradoxically, there was none.

It was as if they had lost their ability to think, or to put it another way, they retained only their thoughts from life, unable to continue developing them after death. Everything appeared to be instinct from their previous lives.

Each one like rootless duckweed, wandering in the Mortal World until their obsessions were eroded by time and they dissipated into the heavens and the earth.

Since Shen Siyuan studied computer science, this immediately made him think of computers.

The human body is like a computer, while the soul is like the software system within it. Once the computer breaks down, the software system, although still present, loses its computational capabilities and can only access past data from the database, unable to generate new data.

Of course, this was just Shen Siyuan’s conjecture.

Or perhaps, some powerful beings imposed certain restrictions on the rules of this world.

After all, when Reincarnation was sealed, these powerful entities likely considered that as time passed, the number of the deceased would increase, and so would the ghosts in the world.

Seeing the three of them come in, a female police officer seated behind the reception desk stood up, clearly sensing the strong presence of the trio, obviously not everyday people.

Especially the middle-aged man, who exuded the air of a top-tier lawyer - a familiarity that was second nature to those in law enforcement.

"May I ask what you are here for?"

"My name is Shen Siyuan, you asked me to come in this morning when you called last night."

"Shen Siyuan?" The female officer seemed to check her records.

She quickly looked up and said, "Right, you assaulted someone, and we’ve been looking for you for several days."

As she spoke, she looked at Shen Siyuan with some curiosity.

The two who were injured, she had seen them – tall and strong. Yet they were so badly hurt by the young man before her – one with a broken wrist, the other with a shattered kneecap.

"Officer, I need you to be more precise with your words. How can you be sure that it was me who hurt those people before the investigation is clear? Do you have surveillance footage?"

"Sorry, I misspoke."

The female officer immediately apologized, unsure if it was because she believed she was wrong or because she didn’t want any trouble.

"The officer in charge of this case has not arrived yet, please follow me for now."

Saying so, she led the three of them into a room next door.

The room wasn’t big, furnished only with a table and a few chairs, looking quite sparse.

Then she poured water for the three of them and finally said, "Please sit for a while, Officer Tang in charge of this case should be on his way."

"Alright, thank you," Shen Siyuan said.

The female officer left the room, closing the door behind her.

"Quite a good attitude." Shen Siyuan took a sip from his cup.

Lawyer Zhao took a sip of his own coffee and said with composure, "If not, I would complain."

Shen Siyuan glanced at him and asked, "How old are you this year, Lawyer Zhao?"

Lawyer Zhao found it odd why Shen Siyuan would suddenly ask this, but he answered anyway, "I’m forty-eight this year."

"You don’t look like you’re forty-eight at all, you could pass for in your thirties."

Upon hearing this, Lawyer Zhao said it was an exaggeration, that he didn’t look that young, but his face was already blooming with a smile.

"Then you must have been in this profession for more than twenty years, right?"

"Twenty-three years. I’ve been working as a lawyer since graduating from the university of political science and law."

"Do you have children, Lawyer Zhao? Do they plan on following in your footsteps in the legal profession?"

The previously beaming Lawyer Zhao suddenly looked sober and fell silent upon hearing the question.

Ruan Hongzhuang was also curious as to why Shen Siyuan suddenly asked such unrelated questions, but she did not inquire further.

Seeing his silence, Shen Siyuan did not pursue the topic further.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the small room turned oppressive.