Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 761 - 9: It’s Said Since Ancient Times that Heaven Sends Down Someone to Surpass the Green Plums

Vehicles have become indispensable once you start using them, for the convenience they offer is truly undeniable. In a city as vast as Tianmen City, just walking around the streets could wear your shoes through.

However, vehicles in these times are extremely scarce; so scarce that even the Special Service Bureau has only a few allocated to it.

The large vehicles produced by Tianmen Machine Manufacturing Bureau are almost exclusively supplied to the military, with no production lines for civilian models. All the civilian cars currently on the market are luxury imports from across the ocean, and their cost can only be imagined.

Thus, only the wealthy and noble can afford them, and they would also need to hire professional drivers.

Driving on the road for ten minutes a day, you’d spend two hours on vehicle maintenance.

Honestly, Wang Yunxiao also felt that it was nothing short of a miracle that he was able to drive the car back safely that night.

If Eldest Miss Li really wanted to buy a car, he wouldn’t even know how to fix it.

After getting up in the morning and having breakfast while waiting for Li Mumu to pack her things, Liu Zhihan finally returned from outside.

And she brought back with her two beautiful girls.

One of them, Yang Youxuan, covered in plaster and bandages, seemingly a long way from recovering from her injuries, and the other, a dark-haired Fusang girl in a red and white witch costume, was holding a long weapon wrapped tightly in cloth.

"I’m sorry, Section Chief Wang, this is the foreign expert I’ve invited to assist us. Unfortunately, she arrived too late and missed our tough battle," explained Yang Youxuan guiltily in the office of Liu Zhihan.

If she hadn’t mentioned it, Wang Yunxiao would have forgotten about it.

Initially, Yang Youxuan said she would get someone to help in the fight, but the person couldn’t make it in such a short time.

Now, Wang Yunxiao finally understood why.

If you are calling for help from Fusang, indeed, they couldn’t make it in time! By the time she would come by ship, everything would be over!

But you really can’t blame them for this, after all, no one expected that Old Deng would be driven to a desperate situation that very night.

This is not the future information era; you can’t expect immediacy.

A short sentence in a history book might cover decades of history.

Ordinary people only know that Bai Qi buried four hundred thousand soldiers alive after merely talking about troop deployments, seldom realizing how long the war between Qin and Zhao lasted, how both sides were exhausted to the point where feeding four hundred thousand mouths was unsustainable.

Or for the one who could not be supported, compared to his father’s generation, appeared a bit mediocre, but in reality, he worked diligently for thirty years, outlasting many episodes of human life.

The special crackdown operation in Tianmen City this time wasn’t expected to be so rapid - everyone thought there would be at least a few rounds of back-and-forth. But the President was unreasonable, calling in heavy troops from outside the border and flipping over the chessboard.

"This is Uesugi Risa, the Divine Witch from Yahata Shrine in Kanagawa Prefecture of Fusang," said Liu Zhihan.

"@#￥..."

The delicate Fusang witch, resembling a kindergarten child, suddenly interjected in her native language, then realizing that others might not understand, she switched to Chinese and said, "No need to address me as ’Your Highness’!"

Liu Zhihan nodded and explained to Wang Yunxiao: "After the abdication of the Emperor of Fusang, there are eight Divine Witches serving the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations, and they are held in the highest esteem. They are known as ’Your Highness’ locally, similar to our official job titles here. If I’m not mistaken, the formal title should be... Hequ Hall?"

"The deity previously worshiped at Yahata Shrine was Hachiman Bodhisattva, the Fusang god of war, whose main duties were to protect the country and the people, as well as to safeguard childbirth. Now they worship the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations."

The young witch explained in her stilted Chinese: "In Fusang’s mythology, cranes represent the sacred and auspicious, supposedly guiding the souls to Heaven after death. Hence the position of Hequ Hall is primarily responsible for the sacrificial rites for the deceased."

Understood, this young lady works with the afterlife affairs.

Hearing this, Wang Yunxiao probably also understood why Yang Youxuan was able to summon this highly esteemed Divine Witch.

They’re in the same line of work.

According to the intelligence he collected about the Red Lantern Society, the Holy Mother of Red Lotus they worshipped primarily handles the punishment of evildoers, guidance of souls to the afterlife, and is said to be quite popular among the Overseas Chinese community.

"I’ve come to Tianmen this time partly because I received a divine decree from the Lord to assist in the battle... However, I was delayed on the way and couldn’t arrive on time. I hope everyone can forgive me."

The young witch apologized with a full face of regret.

"Additionally, there is another matter. I’ve heard that traces of an unidentified Divine Witch’s intervention were found in Tianmen City, she has also become implicated with the terrorist organization Rescue Council. I am here under the orders of Edo City Spy Bureau to investigate the situation; I hope to learn much from all of you."

Liu Zhihan nodded and said, "I have already received the official documents. Did your leaders give you any specific instructions?"

The young witch stood up, bowed respectfully, and said, "It’s my first time leaving Kanagawa Prefecture, and I have no understanding of Tianmen, so I will follow the arrangements made here."

"What about the time frame?"

"There’s no hard deadline set, I will make the judgement myself. Unless there is a divine decree from the Lord..."

"I understand."

Liu Zhihan glanced at Wang Yunxiao and Yang Youxuan sitting beside her, cleared her throat, then spoke earnestly, "Since all three of you are here today, I’ll just go ahead and tell you all at once."

"According to the instructions from our superiors, Tianmen City Special Service Bureau needs to complete its restructuring and expansion before the end of the year. In every sub-district police station within the city, a special affairs section will be formally established."

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, so am I being made permanent?

There used to be no Special Service Section in the police station, and the one at Nantong District Police Station was established with the strong support of the new Chief, Qin Xiangdong, but it was only an empty shell.

Both Wang Yunxiao and Veronica were seconded personnel.

Lack of everything, clueless about everything, guessing at intelligence, scrounging for equipment; it was a stifling way to live.

Now the Special Service Bureau is finally getting around to dealing with this.

"The Red Lantern Society will be disbanded within a year, but the Head Altar’s pleasure barge may be preserved as a monument. The city has provided you with many job opportunities. Apart from work with the Women’s Federation, there’s also the Special Service Section in the district branches. Both your internal Lamp Holding Rakshasa and Red Silk Guard may apply to join."

This was addressed to Yang Youxuan.

Seeing that Yang Youxuan’s face did not show any surprise, Wang Yunxiao knew she must have heard about it beforehand.

"And as for Eldest Miss Li Mumu..."

"Please do not address me as Your Highness!"

Liu Zhihan looked towards Wang Yunxiao: "Leave her with you for now, familiarize her with the local customs and people."

So there’s such a great opportunity... I mean, this task is given to me?

Isn’t Yang Youxuan more acquainted with her?

Wang Yunxiao turned his head, and just then, locked eyes with a pair of bright, shining eyes.