The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

Chapter 845: Chapter 845: Still Breathing

“What are you doing?” Chen Zi rushed to stop her.

But the hand he extended quickly retracted.

Chen Zi stared in horror with wide eyes.

Is there a hole in the security door?

Is this a foam plastic door?

He looked at Little Taotie’s small, chubby hands, white and tender, appearing harmless.

But this destructive power… astonishing!

Little Taotie’s little hand reached through the hole and unlocked the door from inside.

“Brother Chen Zi, hurry up and save people! Ghost told me someone is murdering Uncle Director!”

Chen Zi: “…Ghost? Is it the Ghost I think it is?”

Little Taotie nodded vigorously: “Right behind you, a pretty aunt.”

Chen Zi felt a chill down his spine, feeling bad already, “You can’t just joke around like that.”

“Quickly go in and save Uncle Director!” Little Taotie rushed inside.

Chen Zi didn’t dare to look back, nor stay outside alone, so he rushed in too.

Upon reaching the living room, they didn’t see anyone, but Little Taotie headed straight for the bathroom, finding Uncle Director lying on the floor.

Little Taotie’s eyes turned red at the corners, standing in place, anxious and helpless.

Luckily, Chen Zi arrived, covering Little Taotie’s eyes, immediately calling the police.

He didn’t dare to approach casually, as Uncle Director seemed really dead, quite pitiful.

The police car and ambulance arrived, but fortunately, he still had a breath, not completely dead.

Chen Zi whispered, “Can he be saved?”

“Severe head injury, hard to say.”

…

Facing the questioning police officer, Little Taotie blinked, looking cute and innocent.

“Did you really punch a hole in the door? Have you watched too many martial arts movies?”

Little Taotie nodded her small head: “It’s me, really.”

The policeman sighed: “Little one, behave, don’t joke with uncle.”

Little Taotie thought for a while, started rummaging through her shoulder bag.

The policeman got curious: “What are you looking for?”

Little Taotie took out a small booklet, showing her sweet Little Dimple, “Found it! Here you go!”

She handed over her credentials with both hands.

She was a public servant, a junior detective from the Special Department!

The policeman took it, his eyes nearly popping out, his face stern as he handed it back: “Little friend, counterfeiting will land you in jail.”

Sigh, kids these days, watched too much TV! What Special Department? I’ve never heard of it!

Little Taotie blinked, tilted her head, looking innocent.

The policeman sighed: “Forget it, I won’t ask you anymore.”

The superior passed by and asked, puzzled: “What’s wrong? Difficult case? Be gentle with the child, she will answer your questions obediently.”

The policeman glanced at him, with a frustrated expression, whispered: “Do you believe she punched through a security door? She looks honest yet is seriously bragging! The most outrageous thing is, she even took out some credentials for the Special Department! Special Department? Is there really a department like that in the world?”

He didn’t notice, but the superior’s face was getting more and more unusual.

The superior pushed him aside, walked straight into the room, and closed the door tightly.

Superior: “Little one, may I take a look at your Special Department credentials?”

Little Taotie saw him in police uniform, nodded her small head, and handed them over with both hands.

The superior examined them repeatedly, finally confirming they were real!

What a shocking revelation!

Six-year-old kid, actually owns credentials for the Special Department!

As the junior officer said, this kid did punch through a security door.

The superior remembered indeed there were many extraordinary beings in the Special Department.

The superior passed his thermos to Little Taotie, “Can you punch and flatten it?”

Little Taotie shyly smiled, then with a “ha” sound, extended her white, tender little fist, and punched hard!

The thermos—died!

The superior’s lips quivered slightly, regaining composure after a while, took a deep breath: “I will pass this case to the Special Department.”

Orders from above specify that when a member of the Special Department is present, the investigation falls under their jurisdiction.