PD -Chapter 68 Paranormal Investigation

“How is that possible!” Liu Xiaopeng widened his eyes. “Even with your toes you can figure out that Institution 507 is heavily guarded… and on top of that, they operate in absolute secrecy. We don’t even know their address—how could we possibly infiltrate them?”

“If I told you we’ve already successfully infiltrated them, would you believe it?” I said, lifting my eyelids and glancing at him quietly.

“Bro Han, do you have a fever from your wounds getting infected?” Liu Xiaopeng frowned and reached out to touch my forehead, clearly thinking I had burned my brain out.

I slapped his hand away and formed a seal in front of me, channeling spiritual energy into the air. A formation materialized instantly, and within it appeared a scene.

“They didn’t notice…” I murmured in relief.

“What is this?” Liu Xiaopeng and Zhu Zhu stared at the formation.

Inside the formation was a first-person perspective. The person was sitting in the back seat of a car, while the driver in front was one of the men who had followed Di Ting earlier.

“When Di Ting showed me those memory fragments, I secretly planted a spiritual tracking seed on him to observe him,” I explained while watching the scene.

It had been a spur-of-the-moment decision—but unexpectedly, he hadn’t detected it.

However, good times never last.

Just as I was thinking this, the scene showed Di Ting getting out of the car and entering what looked like a hotel room.

He slammed the door shut.

“You really think such a childish trick can fool me?” he said coldly.

My heart tightened.

There was clearly no one else in the room—but he was speaking directly to us.

“Instead of wasting energy on tricks like this, you should focus on healing your injuries with your spiritual energy,” Di Ting continued. He raised two fingers toward his forehead.

The image in the formation went black.

I sighed.

But then, from the dark screen, his voice came again.

“The Ghost Emperor and Lucifer want to merge the Eastern and Western underworlds and use the power of the Netherworld to trigger an apocalypse. But their strength alone is not enough.”

“What do you mean?” I asked internally.

“They need more evil spirits and demon gods. Only by forming an alliance can they resist the forces protecting the human world. Their strategy is to erode the mortal realm through multiple points of corruption using countless spirits and monsters.”

“In other words, the world is going to become increasingly chaotic. Crises beyond anything seen before will appear more and more frequently.”

“If you want to find the person you care about, you’ll need to investigate each of these incidents one by one… The Ghost Emperor and Lucifer may already be hiding behind some of them.”

“I’ll keep your spiritual seed for now.”

With that, the connection was cut off completely.

I stood there, stunned, replaying his words over and over.

He was clearly giving me hints—but why?

What exactly was his relationship with Institution 507? Nothing made sense.

Still, this wasn’t the time to overthink it.

If I wanted to save Tang Shanshan, I needed to recover as quickly as possible.

The path ahead was long and uncertain. My chances of rescuing her from the Ghost King’s possession were slim, but I had no choice but to move step by step.

Di Ting’s message was clear: the world would soon descend into chaos.

And the Ghost King was likely hiding behind many of those strange supernatural events.

In that sense, this was actually my field of expertise. Investigating such cases was nothing new to me.

After explaining my plan to Liu Xiaopeng and Zhu Zhu, they both agreed.

We stayed in Hong Kong for about five more days. During this time, I focused on recovery, continuously healing my chest wound using spiritual energy and experimenting with various body-refining recovery techniques from the Heavenly Secrets Manual.

My wound visibly regenerated, new flesh growing until only a faint scar remained.

After that, thanks to Zhu Zhu’s arrangements, we even experienced a private jet flight…

But without Tang Shanshan beside me, I felt no enjoyment at all.

At night, I often dreamed of her. In my dreams, she was imprisoned inside a black cage hanging over a bottomless abyss. She kept calling my name, reaching her hands through the bars… while I could only watch helplessly as she struggled and screamed, unable to do anything.

After returning to the office, the three of us worked almost non-stop, searching for strange and inexplicable incidents through every channel we could find.

The internet was our first source—but in this age of information explosion, even reputable news was hard to distinguish from misinformation. Reliable supernatural cases were not easy to find.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhu had strong connections. Through an old classmate she hadn’t contacted in a long time, she reached a medical intern working as a forensic assistant.

That intern told her about a bizarre corpse he had recently autopsied.

The deceased had empty eye sockets, as if both eyeballs had been forcibly removed, yet police found no evidence of homicide and ruled it an accident.

Even more shocking, the lead forensic conclusion stated the cause of death was a sudden ruptured cerebral thrombosis.

But even someone with no medical knowledge could tell—how could a blood clot “explode” so violently that it removed someone’s eyes?

The intern had personally participated in the autopsy. The findings were real, not forged.

And that was exactly what made the case so strange.

After hearing Zhu Zhu’s description, I felt this case was suspicious enough to investigate further.

So I asked her to arrange a meeting with the intern and see if we could get a closer look at the body.

With Zhu Zhu’s help, I was presented as a top medical student whose research focused on rare unnatural deaths.

The intern, Zhang Haiyu, was a thin, glasses-wearing young man. It was obvious he had feelings for Zhu Zhu.

But when I raised the request, he frowned and firmly refused.

“This is against regulations,” Zhang Haiyu said.

He looked at Zhu Zhu, then added after thinking:

“Even if I took you to the forensic center, you still wouldn’t see the body. The case has already been closed. The body has been released to the family, and the funeral is about to take place.”