Luo Huai’an was very happy after hearing Zhang Jing’s words. If things went well, she would have more free labor in the future. Because she was in a good mood, she did not refuse Zhang Jing’s request and asked curiously, “What is happening?”

Zhang Jing said, “Recently, a strange incident was reported by a postal courier in the western suburbs. My team went to investigate and, after calculating the supernatural aura at the scene, we discovered that the supernatural creature there is extremely powerful. But with the frequent supernatural incidents happening recently, our department’s elite personnel have been transferred to other locations to handle various situations, so I’d like to ask you to step out for this one.”

Luo Huai’an thought that since she was not busy now, it was a good opportunity for her to go, and there were many benefits to helping the government, so she nodded and said, “Okay.”

After being rejected by Zhang Jing, Big Fish became even more unhappy, and the black air around him almost condensed into substance.

Seeing that Luo Huai’an had dealt with him perfectly, Zhang Jing suggested, “Why not take this wenyao with us? He can be a useful as extra muscle. After all, it’s a B-rank supernatural creature.”

Big Fish: “…”

These human beings just won’t leave him alone!

But Luo Huai’an didn’t let him get his wish. Instead, she called him out, “Even if you want to go to jail, there is no jail to go to. Just stay with me peacefully.”

Big Fish: “…”

For the ten thousandth time, Big Fish regretted his decision to go ashore.

If he didn’t go ashore, his wife and children wouldn’t be obsessed with this world of pleasure, and his freedom wouldn’t be curtailed liked this.

This damn black-hearted boss!

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

Luo Huai’an followed Zhang Jing and others to the post office in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng.

Jiangcheng was a big city, and although the western suburbs were outside the city center, it was also well developed. Luo Huai’an came all the way here and found that the air here was fresh, the environment was well protected, and there were birds singing and flowers blooming.

After entering, Luo Huai’an found that there were many people sitting in the post office hall: men, women, old and young, all of them were talking around a middle-aged man in his fifties.

Zhang Jing walked towards them, chatted with the middle-aged man for a while, and then introduced him to Luo Huai’an. “This is the postman from the post office here, Uncle Zhang.”

“You can just call me Old Zhang.” Lao Zhang said with a very kind smile.

Zhang Jing looked at the group and said, “Comrades, please explain the situation to this young lady. She is also our colleague and is here to solve your problem.”

“It’s like this,” said the postman, Old Zhang. “All kinds of express delivery services are doing booming business in Jiangcheng, but that doesn’t include the postal delivery business. Over the years, fewer and fewer people are delivering mail via post office. Only these people around me still use the postal service.”

After all, nowadays, no matter where in the world, in the North Pole or the South Pole, as long as there was a signal, you could communicate. After the emergence of faster communication methods, sending letters as a communication method gradually disappeared.

At this moment, a pretty girl named Xiao Wu spoke up, “I still use the post. Two years ago, I saw the letters my grandparents exchanged as pen pals when they were young. I longed for the pure friendship of pen pals that they had back then, so I wanted to find a pen pal for myself. Then I found a friend online surnamed Gu. He’s about my age and also likes writing letters, so we hit it off and became pen pals.

“During our correspondence, I saw his photo and learned about his cultural background. He is a young teacher at a high school in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng, but in poor health. We had similar interests and gradually fell in love. He had been reluctant to marry me because of his poor health. Last year, he told me that the flowers in Jiangcheng were so beautiful and he wanted to send me a bouquet every month.”

“He did what he said and sent me a different bouquet of flowers every month for a whole year. But for some reason, after that, he stopped writing to me and only sent me flowers. I wrote many letters but received no reply, so I thought he had changed his mind, but he still kept sending me flowers.”

“I don’t know why he did this. If he didn’t want to reply to me, why did he send me gifts? So I found him through the letters he sent me.”

After hearing what the girl said, Big Fish was surprised. “Isn’t this a scumbag? You came here alone, aren’t you afraid of being sold by others?”

Xiao Wu’s face was filled with sorrow. “I’m a little scared of traveling so far alone, but rather than being scared, I want to know why he changed his mind. And from what I know, he’s not that kind of person.”

Big Fish thought of his son, who was always arguing with someone online, and shook his head. “How can you know what the person on the other end is like through letters? Maybe the photos he sent were stolen from somewhere.”

After hearing what he said, Xiao Wu slowly shook her head. “His photos are not stolen, they are indeed his own.”

After listening to her words, Luo Huai’an asked doubtfully, “Did you find him then?”

“Yes.” Xiao Wu sighed deeply. “After I came to Jiangcheng, I searched for a long time before I found him. However, it turns out he has been dead for a year.”

Big Fish was stunned for a moment. “That’s not right, didn’t you say he has been sending you flowers this past year? What ghost story are you telling in broad daylight?”

Big Fish felt the temperature around him drop to freezing point instantly, and he couldn’t help but hug himself tightly.

Luo Huai’an glanced at him with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and whispered, “You are a supernatural being yourself, and you are afraid of ghosts?”

Big Fish said in shame and anger: “What’s wrong with me being afraid of ghosts? Supernatural beings and ghosts are not the same species!”

At this time, the postman, Old Zhang, said, “I know her pen pal. He lives in the old neighborhood behind the post office. He was a shy but outstanding young man. His face always blushed when he came to deliver letters, so I remember him. He died of a sudden heart attack last year, and he hasn’t sent any mail for a year.”

Old Zhang spread his hands and said helplessly, “What’s strange is that in this year, all the flowers Xiao Wu received were sent from our hall. Although I’m old, my memory is not bad. I have never sent any such deliveries!”

Luo Huai’an pinched her chin, thinking, it seemed that there was something very strange going on here.

Mythical Beast Cafeteria translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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