The traffic police on duty stared blankly at the surveillance screen.
At the same time.
Chunhua Road, intersection.
Zhang Wei and Li Junfei got out of the car and walked up to the car crash ghost.
At this moment.
The car crash ghost was incredibly tragic. After being repeatedly run over by Zhang Wei's car, its body was tattered, incomplete, and not a single part was intact.
[Ding! The car crash ghost felt immense pain before its death, feeling as if not just its body but its entire soul and spirit were being run over by the car.]
[Host gains System Points +50]
"Kill... please, kill me."
The car crash ghost was on its last breath. The spiritual torment of being run over made its life worse than death.
Zhang Wei, Li Junfei, and Fatty showed no mercy, even though the car crash ghost looked incredibly miserable.
On the contrary.
Not only did they not pity it, but they felt the car crash ghost wasn't suffering enough.
"Brother Wei, it seems to be dying."
Li Junfei spat and said.
He had seen news photos of the car accident at the intersection and knew how detestable this ghost was. It was a ghost that had harmed at least one person and framed another for murder, making it impossible for him to feel any sympathy.
"It can't die yet."
Zhang Wei's voice drifted over.
As he spoke.
Under the gaze of Li Junfei, Fatty, and the Cao Yushan father and son who had just gotten out of the crashed BMW,
Zhang Wei squatted down, looked at the car crash ghost, and softly asked:
"Does it hurt?"
"Does it feel very painful?"
"You know pain now? You know pain now?"
"The people you harmed are also experiencing this pain, even more deeply than you, because not only do they have to bear this pain, but their families do too."
As he spoke.
Zhang Wei grabbed the car crash ghost and dragged it to the side of the road.
He showed no mercy throughout the entire process.
He ignored the car crash ghost's heart-wrenching wails and desperate cries of pain as it was dragged, treating it like trash.
[Ding! The car crash ghost is terrified and in pain, begging me to kill it, please!]
[Host gains System Points +60]
He dragged it for about ten meters.
Leaving a long trail of ghost blood along the way.
Zhang Wei dragged the car crash ghost to the bus stop at the intersection.
Pointing to the now repaired bus stop.
"Repent."
With those three short words, Zhang Wei looked at the car crash ghost:
"A person once stood here. His name was Qian Chengping, fifty-nine years old. In the eyes of others, perhaps he wasn't outstanding, just a farmer from the countryside who didn't even know how to use a smartphone."
"Someone like that, to you, or even to me and others, is insignificant, ordinary."
"But to his son, he was extraordinary. He was a father who, upon hearing his son was having trouble at work, would travel a great distance, carrying a large bundle of fresh vegetables picked from his field and a hen from their farm, to a place he had never been."
"A father who would ask strangers one by one for his son's whereabouts, just to make a bowl of chicken soup for his son."
"A father who, even after being hit by a car and dying, with his legs bent and turned into a ghost, still thought of his son, wanting to rush over and make chicken soup for him."
Zhang Wei grabbed the car crash ghost.
He kicked it, breaking its already crushed legs, forcing it to kneel on the ground where Qian Chengping had died.
"Repent."
"You killed a person, and you killed a person's father."
"That person can no longer drink the chicken soup his father made for him, nor can he hear his father call him, patiently listening to his complaints about work."
Bang!
As Zhang Wei spoke, he pressed the car crash ghost's head to the ground, making it smash heavily.
"Ah!!"
The car crash ghost screamed, its head splitting with pain.
Zhang Wei ignored it, his voice drifting over:
"Repent."
"You made a father die, and he will never see his son again. He can no longer proudly boast about his son's achievements when chatting with others, nor can he care for his son."
After three consecutive calls to repent.
By the end,
Li Junfei, Fatty, and the Cao Yushan father and son could clearly see Zhang Wei's shoulders trembling, as he suppressed the urge to kill the car crash ghost.
At this moment.
The car crash ghost screamed, "Kill me, please kill me."
It was in too much pain, its entire body crushed by the car, yet it couldn't die. Zhang Wei was forcefully keeping it alive, preventing its demise.
In response.
Zhang Wei had no further words.
He dragged it to the spot where the truck had crashed, making it repent again.
Still with the same three calls to repent.
Zhang Wei spoke of the truck driver's suffering.
Because of the ghost, the world could not know he was not the killer. He would be considered by others for the rest of his life as someone who had accidentally killed someone, a killer, a criminal. If he had children and family, his 'crime' would not only affect him but also his family.
The car crash ghost had caused his family to bear the burden of having a father who had run over and killed someone, a husband who had run over and killed someone.
After he finished speaking.
Zhang Wei looked down.
The car crash ghost was already on its last breath, its ghost blood drained.
As Zhang Wei finished his last words.
The car crash ghost shed its last drop of ghost blood, could no longer hold on, and died with that pain, with Zhang Wei's repeated calls of 'repent'.
For a moment.
Zhang Wei and the others were silent.
Even the Cao Yushan father and son were silent.
In fact, as members of the Guard Department, and even more so as high-ranking officials of the Guard Department, they knew better than Zhang Wei about the harm caused by vengeful ghosts, having dealt with such cases too many times.
A moment later.
After watching the car crash ghost dissipate.
Zhang Wei patted his face, calmed his emotions, and walked towards Cao Yushan and the others.
"Mr. Cao, are you the head of the Guard Department in the Fujian region?"
"Yes." Cao Yushan nodded.
Before he finished speaking.
Cao Yushan seemed to know what Zhang Wei wanted to say and spoke directly:
"Don't worry, I will notify the relevant personnel about this matter, and we will definitely clear the truck driver's name and do everything we can to absolve him of the 'murder charge'. This, we in the Guard Department guarantee."
"That's good then."
Zhang Wei grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.
Then.
He changed the subject:
"By the way, I actually wanted to ask, what were you guys doing just now? Why were you suddenly trying to end yourselves?"
Zhang Wei's gaze was fixed on the BMW not far away.
Cao Yushan father and son: "..."
Although they knew Zhang Wei was trying to lighten the oppressive atmosphere, they somehow felt inexplicably awkward.
"Ahem, an accident, purely an accident."
Cao Yu said awkwardly, trying to brush it off:
"I wanted to support you just now, but somehow the brakes failed. Damn it, it completely confused me. Fortunately, I managed to stop in time, haha."
Cao Yushan also chimed in:
"Piece of junk car, damn it."
There was no other way.
They dared not tell the truth.
They couldn't honestly tell Zhang Wei that they had just tried to steal Zhang Wei's kills, to "gank" him. Cao Yushan clearly remembered that such behavior was what his son Cao Yu often called "orphan play" in Honor of Kings.
In response.
Li Junfei, not knowing the truth, chuckled and teased:
"Brake failure? Is your BMW modified from a Tesla?"
...