I Can See Experience Points

Shanghai. The Estates, Villa A01.

The atmosphere in the spacious living room was heavy and solemn.

A man with piercing eyes sat on the sofa, quietly smoking a cigar.

Behind him stood a meticulously proper British Butler.

Also in the living room were three burly men in suits, their heads bowed.

"I pay you to protect my family. Not to stand here helpless after failing to do just that. Tell me, do you think you’re earning the salary I give you?"

The man’s voice was steady, but it still held a trace of irrepressible anger.

"And you. When I bought this villa, what did you tell me? That there would be people with unique talents on patrol twenty-four hours a day. Now, not even half a year later, your promises are garbage, thrown in the trash."

As his words fell, one of the three men couldn’t help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

This man was one of the top five tycoons in Shanghai. Not even his own boss could afford to get on his bad side.

Now that something had happened in the man’s own villa district, if he couldn’t resolve it, just getting fired would be a blessing.

If the tycoon’s anger was misdirected, ending up at the bottom of a river wasn’t out of the question.

"Call Director Fang," the man instructed his butler without turning around. "Tell him I’m making a donation to improve the living conditions of the Shanghai police." He then gestured at the three men with his cigar.

"You will all stand right here. You are not to move until this matter is resolved."

With that, he rose and left.

The three burly men in the living room didn’t dare to breathe, standing frozen in place.

Second floor. Bedroom.

"Dr. Zhuo, how is my daughter?" the man asked the woman who was performing an examination by the bedside.

"Miss Liu is physically fine. All her vitals are normal. It’s no different from ordinary sleep," the woman in the white coat said, shaking her head. "I recommend taking her to a hospital for a more thorough examination."

"I understand. It’s late. Please, stay the night and leave tomorrow. After all, the nights in Shanghai aren’t exactly safe."

"In that case, thank you."

Dr. Zhuo didn’t object. She had to admit he was right.

Shanghai was much quieter now than it had been six months ago.

"Butler, arrange a guest room for Dr. Zhuo."

"Of course, sir."

The Englishman, who exuded an air of British propriety, made a "this way, please" gesture to the doctor.

After seeing to the doctor, the butler immediately called the Director Fang the man had mentioned and informed him about the donation to the Shanghai police force.

Police Headquarters. The Director’s Office.

Director Fang put down the phone, his brow furrowed.

’Why would a tycoon like Liu Rui suddenly want to make a donation?’

"Xiaoning, go see if something’s happened with the Liu family that requires our help."

Ten minutes later, Director Fang received the information he was looking for.

’So it was a supernatural attack. No wonder this was so sudden. I really hate dealing with these tycoons. Can’t they just say what they mean instead of beating around the bush?’

The standard procedure was to report any anomalies immediately.

After the report, an assessment would be made based on the case description to determine whether to dispatch the city’s Cleaners or its Guardians.

’From what I know, these tycoons all have bodyguards with special abilities. If even they can’t handle it, it looks like we’ll have to send the Cleaners to check it out tomorrow. If they can resolve this successfully, I’m sure he won’t be stingy with his donation.’

The next day, just after night fell, inside a rented apartment in a residential complex.

♪ "A shot of cheap booze, makes the tears wanna flow... Come what may, good or bad, a real man never looks back! If you wanna leave, I ain’t gonna beg you to staaay~~~" ♪

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Boss, it’s me!"

The driver’s sycophantic voice came through the phone.

"Something happen at Huang Mao’s place?"

"I’m not sure about the details. He just said to get you to Royal Palace Gardens as soon as possible, and that money is no object."

He Xiaotian’s eyes lit up. That was his favorite thing to hear!

’Sure enough, doing business with rich kids is the best.’

’I’ve been so bored these past few days, I was starting to grow mold.’

’Now, finally! Another chance to show off my skills and dispense heavenly justice!’

’Of course, that’s all just talk.’

’The real reason is, as always, the money.’

"Remember that intersection? Get over here and pick me up." He Xiaotian said, then immediately hung up.

Five minutes later, the driver’s Bentley slowly emerged from the darkness.

He Xiaotian couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy when he saw the car.

’When will I get to drive a luxury car like that?’

’Sigh... I’m a living person, and I’m not even doing as well as a ghost.’

Royal Palace Gardens was one of the most famous villa districts in Shanghai.

Its residents were either wealthy or powerful.

’This confirms it. Tonight’s job is a big one.’

’Otherwise, why would he have been in such a hurry?’

’I’m still 240 million short of my ’small goal’!’

Huang Tao and Li Zheng were already waiting at the entrance to the villa district.

The two of them grimaced at the sight of the familiar Bentley.

After the incident at the Tuanjie Community, they weren’t so scared they’d piss their pants, but this was the Ghost Car, after all. What normal person wouldn’t be afraid?

"Expert, Sister Nan is in big trouble this time."

The moment He Xiaotian stepped out of the car, the two of them immediately swarmed him.

"What’s up? Who needs a beatdown? But let me be clear, I don’t kill people. Murder has legal consequences, and I am a law-abiding citizen."

The two of them rolled their eyes. Who goes around killing people these days?

’Sure, we’re a little well-off, but we’re not at a level where we can just ignore the law!’

’Forget the government coming after us; if our dads found out, they’d be the first to punish us!’

"Sister Nan has been unconscious for a full day and night. When we heard the news, we immediately thought of you. Whether you can solve it or not, the two of us will pay you one million out of our own pockets.

And if you do solve it, Sister Nan’s father will definitely give you a figure that you’ll be more than satisfied with."

It might not sound like much, but He Xiaotian was very satisfied.

’One million, whether I solve it or not.’

’Sure, it couldn’t compare to last time’s haul.’

’But what other job pays a million just for showing up?’

’It’s no different from finding free money.’

How could he, He Xiaotian, not be satisfied?

’He even hoped for more jobs like this in the future.’

’Just 240 more trips like this, and my ’small goal’ will be complete!’