Investigation Report of the Gods

Chapter 122: Summoning the Ghost Freight Truck

“Who followed us up here?”

Han Su and Xu Ji, having been alerted, felt a chill in their hearts. They turned their heads and saw only a haze of shadows behind the car in the night. Squinting, they finally spotted—within that darkness that seemed deeper than usual—ghost-like vehicles slowly following behind them.

There were as many as three, and none had their lights on.

‘Are they tailing Wei Lan, tailing Xu Ji, or are they coming directly for me?’

‘And whose people are they?’

Doubts flashed quickly through Han Su’s mind, his brows furrowing tightly. For the moment, he simply couldn’t make sense of it.

All he knew was that if they kept being followed like this, how could they safely hand over the Mechanical Fragment?

  “Change the destination—find a place you think is safe.”

Seeing they couldn’t shake the cars behind, Han Su spoke to Xu Ji.

Xu Ji immediately said, “Head to the Coastal Club. Signal the cars behind us, and have the security team meet us at the next intersection. Also, find someone to force those cars to stop and confirm their identities!”

The driver nodded and accelerated. When they overtook the vehicle Wei Lan was riding in, he flicked the turn signal a few times to tell her to follow.

At that moment, in Wei Lan’s car, the chubby assistant saw they were being followed and was already sweating nervously. “Didn’t you say the mission wasn’t completed? Then why is someone following us again?”

“And what’s with you just now? You only exchanged blows with the Crystal Skull Organization—how could that make you like this?”

“It’s not like you faced their priest directly…”

Wei Lan’s condition was very poor, yet her mood seemed exceptionally good. She smiled and said, “What’s the rush?”

“The car in front has the Xu family’s eldest young master in it. Isn’t his life more precious than mine?”

The assistant was speechless. “That’s how you’re calculating it?”

Amid the banter, Wei Lan also glanced in the rearview mirror at the cars following them, her eyes narrowing slightly.

“Go out of the city for a mission and run into high-tier malicious infiltration, attend a banquet and get warned by senior figures, go home and still have unidentified people sending cars after you…”

“I finally know why you’re so unlucky…”

“……”

Thinking it over, a glint of vicious killing intent flashed deep within her golden eyeshadowed gaze.

At the same time, the vehicle carrying Xu Ji and Han Su was speeding up. Once they left the Lilac Courtyard’s private road and officially entered the urban area, the situation would improve. For now, the stalkers’ origins were unknown, but there was no need to invite trouble.

However, just as they were about to exit the private road, the three cars behind suddenly turned on their headlights in unison and accelerated forward.

At the same time, the vehicle’s dashboard erupted into chaos, filled with static and strange noises—it was a mysterious signal hijacking their radio.

A hoarse voice came over it, chuckling: “Gentlemen, we mean no harm. We just want to take a look at what’s in your car. Rest assured, after the inspection, we’ll let you go.”

“Inspection?”

Han Su’s gaze turned cold as he slowly said, “Which department are you from that you can inspect our car? Do you have identification?”

“Identification…”

The voice over the radio let out a mocking laugh. “If we were in the city, that would indeed be troublesome. But if we were outside the city, it would be much simpler, wouldn’t it?”

By the time the last word was spoken, the radio was suddenly filled with heavy static—hissing and crackling.

Han Su quickly realized.

This wasn’t static—it was the cars behind chanting some obscure and unfathomable spell.

Outside, the night air suddenly became more viscous.

It was as if the air was suddenly filled with incomprehensible things—chaotic and disordered.

The usually steady and calm driver’s face suddenly changed, and he jerked the steering wheel hard.

“Screeeech…”

The tires scraped against the road, releasing a pungent smell of burning rubber as the car swerved sharply.

Han Su and Xu Ji were thrown to the side. Looking up, they understood why the driver had turned so suddenly.

The road ahead had been a straight highway, but at some point, it had bent—twisting like a snake and abruptly leading in another direction.

The driver had no choice but to follow the curve urgently, only realizing after the turn that they had failed to enter Qinggang City and had instead taken a fork leading outside the city.

Looking back, they saw Wei Lan’s car had also been affected in the same way, swerving sharply into the turn.

Only the two cars flanking her continued on the original road.

Looking again, the original road was still perfectly straight, and that bend from before seemed nothing more than an illusion.

“No identification means you’re not on our side, huh?”

Han Su thought to himself, turning to see those cars accelerating faster and faster, closing in on them step by step.

They had driven without headlights before, following from a distance, but now that they had successfully forced the two cars outside the city, they became openly aggressive—turning on their headlights, even blinding high beams.

There were even faint gunshots—not aimed at their vehicles, but into the night sky, as if to intimidate them.

The night was filled with an oppressive, fearful air.

“Young master…”

Hearing the gunshots, the driver let out a heavy sigh, then suddenly reached down to retrieve a pistol from the glove compartment.

One hand on the wheel, he chambered a round with a “click” and looked at Xu Ji in the rearview mirror.

The look startled Xu Ji, and even Han Su became instantly alert.

Then the driver said, “They’re forcing us away from the city. I don’t know their goal, but if we keep driving like this, we’ll fall right into their trap. I’ll get out and block them for a while—please take the wheel, young master.”

“There’s a road three kilometers ahead that loops back into the city. I know you race cars often, so you should be fine, right?”

Xu Ji was stunned, blinking in confusion.

“They fired shots…”

In the car behind, Wei Lan’s chubby assistant with small eyes was also breaking into a sweat. “Why did we follow them and turn out here? Inside the city isn’t the same as outside…”

At that moment, Wei Lan had already taken a makeup mirror from her shoulder bag. Her face was still pale, but she acted as if she were heading out shopping.

She told the assistant, “In a bit, head back into the city with them—don’t wait for me. Remember to hand this makeup case to him.”

The chubby assistant was panicking, grabbing her arm. “What are you going to do?”

“Your spiritual power hasn’t even recovered to 20%. If you force a fight, and something goes wrong, you’ll miss the competition…”

Wei Lan smiled. “No choice—I took his money, I have to protect him…”

The assistant almost went crazy. “It was only three gold coins! It’s been so long already—are you going to protect him for life?”

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“Call Miss Wei Lan and tell her not to act rashly!”

At that moment, in the car ahead, Han Su suddenly spoke to Xu Ji, guessing that the ever-curious Wei Lan might already be considering making a move.

He then looked up at the driver and said, “Put your gun away, hands on the steering wheel, just keep this speed!”

His expression was so calm that, given Xu Ji’s immense trust in him, the driver took one look at Xu Ji’s face and could only obey the order, facing forward again and accelerating.

Meanwhile, Han Su looked in the rearview mirror at the lights of Qinggang City growing ever more distant, a sudden flash of ruthless determination glinting in his eyes.

‘You’re the ones who forced me out of the city…’

Right now, he had no idea who was following them, nor why they wanted to search the car.

But it didn’t matter—hadn’t he faced enough kinds of trouble already?

There was no time to investigate each case one by one. All he wanted now was to hurry back and study the Mechanical Fragment. And these people—since they had come after him—surely they were ready for the consequences.

‘No time to play games with you…’

With that thought, he slowly raised his left hand, palm closing gradually.

As an almost imperceptible spell slipped from his lips, neither Xu Ji beside him nor the driver up front could make out what he was chanting.

They only felt as if the air had grown heavy with danger, the wind pressing down, and muffled, secretive whispers filling their ears. In the distance, faintly, there was the sound of a freight truck’s horn.

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“It’s about time—force them to stop!”

Seeing that they had already left the city far behind, someone in one of the pursuing cars gave the order.

The men in the car all drew their guns. One man, sitting in the front passenger seat, sneered as he reached for the radio and began to mutter a spell. Outside the window, an invisible force was beginning to manifest.

But before he could finish the incantation, the driver suddenly froze, craning his neck toward the night sky.

“Boss, there’s fog.”

“Fog?”

The man seething with anger was stunned, looking outside.

Sure enough—fog. Thick and heavy, blurring everything. Not only did it block their view of the car ahead, but it even hid the roadside and the guardrails. An indescribable, oppressive feeling began to creep into their hearts.

“Quick, get out of this stretch of road—”

He suddenly raised his voice, but before he could finish, a blaring horn cut him off.

What was strangest was—why was that horn coming from the left?

“Beeeeep—”

There was no time to think.

In the dense fog, where even the guardrails on either side were invisible, hearing a horn from the left made them vaguely wonder if they had somehow drifted and turned their own car sideways.

But in the next moment, a primal terror swallowed them whole. Unseen, they felt the rush of wind slamming into the car’s body, and the ground itself seemed to tremble.

A sudden, formless urgency seized everyone inside, and they all gripped their guns tightly.

“Not good…”

One man—by far the quickest to react—realized what was happening. With a shout, he flung open the back door without caring that the car was still moving, and with every ounce of strength he had in his life, he hurled himself out of the vehicle.