I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

A short while later, Uncle Nine and Mao Xiaofang, who felt an instant connection, sat side by side, drinking and discussing the Dao. They were not discussing the Dao of Immortality, but rather the Dao of Heaven, the Dao of Earth, and the Dao of Humanity.

Apart from Qin Yao, everyone else watched the two of them like students in a lecture, and each time they heard their insightful words, they felt enlightened.

The charcoal fire blazed fiercely, and the sounds of Daoist chanting filled the air. The profound insights gained from the smoke and fire not only greatly benefited everyone, but the two Daoists also felt as if they had met kindred spirits, forgetting their worries and enjoying pure joy. They only regretted that the night was too short and would end in an instant. As a Yin spirit from the underworld, Mao Xiaofang had to return before dawn.

Therefore, under the gray sky, Mao Xiaofang held Uncle Jiu's hand reluctantly and said with a smile, "Brother Dao, if you have free time, you can come to the underworld to find me anytime."

Uncle Nine nodded slightly: "Next time we meet, let's drink and chat again."

Mao Xiaofang smiled and waved, then with a thought, summoned the elevator connecting the human and underworld realms, disappearing from everyone's sight...

"Even if this trip yields no other gains, meeting such a friend makes it all worthwhile." After silently withdrawing his gaze, Uncle Nine remarked from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Yao smiled and turned to look at the group of people who looked tired after the lecture ended: "It's getting late, let's disperse."

No one objected. After carrying all the barbecue supplies back to Wang Zhenzhen's house, most people went home to rest or catch up on sleep.

Only Kuang Tianyou, a police officer, could only suppress his drowsiness and rush back to work. However, a meeting early in the morning instantly woke him up.

Just last night, police discovered three female corpses overnight after receiving a tip from a citizen. Strangely, when they were found, all three women were kneeling on the ground with their hands clasped together, as if praying or repenting. The cause of death was the tooth holes in their necks, suggesting that they were killed by zombies.

After receiving the photo of the deceased, Kuang Tianyou immediately went out and called Ma Xiaoling.

Since the case involves zombies, we definitely need to invite this expert from the supernatural world to come and check the situation, or even conduct a joint investigation.

Ma Xiaoling was also a decisive and capable person. After receiving the call, she arranged to meet Kuang Tianyou at the morgue. After carefully examining the deceased's body, she said with absolute certainty, "It was not the work of a zombie."

“But this tooth hole…” Kuang Tianyou pointed to the deceased’s neck.

Ma Xiaoling explained, "It might be dentures. Someone is impersonating a zombie to kill people! The reason is simple: there is no zombie aura in the wounds at all."

Kuang Tianyou: "..."

How twisted does one have to be to do something like this?

three days later.

Their joint investigation team came up empty-handed. As they left the police station again, Ma Xiaoling softly suggested:

"I think we could ask those two Taoist priests from Maoshan for help. They are even more mysterious and powerful than the Southern Mao and Northern Ma, and might have a way to find out the truth..."

Meanwhile, at Jiajia Building.

Qin Yao, who was meditating cross-legged, suddenly sensed a faint corpse aura. His body instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared in a house.

Looking around, one could see Fusheng casting a spell, quickly transforming an unremarkable girl with glasses into a sexy beauty.

"What are you doing?"

He watched quietly as the resurrection spell ended and he lowered his arms before asking softly.

Both women were startled. Before they could even see his face clearly, the pretty woman exclaimed, "Who are you? How did you get in?"

She clearly remembered that she had closed the door.

"Sister Mengmeng, he is my master."

Kuang Fusheng tugged at the woman's sleeve and said in a low voice.

Ruan Mengmeng: "..."

"Master, I was just trying to help others." After a moment of silence, Kuang Fusheng turned to Qin Yao and answered his question.

Based on his precognitive abilities, Qin Yao had already guessed what was going on, but he still asked knowingly, "What kind of helping others is this?"

Kuang Fusheng pointed at Ruan Mengmeng and said seriously, "She is the first new friend I made after I moved here. She is very good to me, and I like her very much."

She later learned that her mother suffered from dementia and only knew how to watch TV, having no awareness of anything else.

Just then, the Miss Bauhinia pageant was being held, so she thought she would participate and let her mother see her on TV, hoping to stimulate her mother's nerves and improve her condition.

But given her original appearance, I'm afraid she wouldn't even pass the preliminary rounds, so I..."

Qin Yao nodded, then suddenly asked Ruan Mengmeng, "Among the judges of the Miss Bauhinia pageant, is there anyone named Situ Fenren?"

"Yes," Ruan Mengmeng said. "You two know each other?"

Qin Yao paused slightly, then smiled and said, "I know him, but he doesn't know me."

From his perspective, the mere existence of such a character in this third timeline demonstrates that there is no causal connection between the third timeline and the first timeline, namely, the first version of "My Date with a Vampire".

After all, he used the Karmic Fire Red Lotus to kill Yamamoto Kazuo, and in this time and space, Situ Fenren was Yamamoto Kazuo's DNA replication experimental subject. If there is cause and effect, he should not exist!

However, the above is based on ignoring himself and the 'fate' of the first timeline. Now, he and Uncle Nine have come from the first timeline, bringing with them the gaze of fate and an unlucky soul who seems to be bait for fate. Their cause and effect have already begun, and are gradually intertwining and multiplying…

"Master, is there anything wrong with what I'm doing?"

In the silence, Kuang Fusheng asked anxiously.

Qin Yao snapped out of his daze, smiled slightly, and with a flick of his hand summoned a golden talisman, which he handed to Ruan Mengmeng:
“What’s wrong with good intentions? However, your friend’s forehead is dark, which may be related to her participation in this beauty pageant. Here’s a talisman for her protection.”

Kuang Fusheng was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Sister Mengmeng, why don't you take the talisman down quickly? My master is very powerful, a thousand times, ten thousand times more powerful than me. He's practically a terrestrial immortal. With this talisman, you won't have to be afraid of any demons or monsters you encounter."

Ruan Mengmeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hands, and accepted the talisman: "Thank you, senior."

Qin Yao waved his hand, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot.

Ruan Mengmeng's eyes widened suddenly: "He's gone?"

Fu Sheng laughed and said, "That's his ability. He comes without a trace and goes without a trace... Do you think it's an exaggeration for me to call him a terrestrial immortal?"

Ruan Mengmeng: "..."

It was noon.

Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Tianyou arrived at Jiajia Building and knocked on Qin Yao and Uncle Jiu's door.

"Is something wrong?"

After the four of them sat down on the sofa, Qin Yao asked directly.

Kuang Tianyou nodded and explained the whole story.

"Was an autopsy performed on the body?" Uncle Nine asked thoughtfully.

"An autopsy has already been performed."

Uncle Nine sighed: "The murderer's aura on that corpse has probably completely dissipated. I don't have any good ideas. What about A-Yao?"

Qin Yao knew that the murderer was Domoto Shizuka, but he had no proof, because the current Domoto Shizuka should not even be a zombie.

So the question is, who exactly is this Domoto Shizuka?
He is the grandson of Kazuo Yamamoto in this timeline, raised by him personally and instilled with extreme ideologies every day. Over the years, he became a psychologically twisted psychopath. After Kazuo Yamamoto committed suicide, he came to Hong Kong from Japan and is currently the president of the Nitto Group in Japan...

But then again, does it matter to him whether there is evidence or not?
The weak need evidence; the strong simply define good and bad!
After a perfunctory calculation, Qin Yao looked up at the two of them and said, "The murderer is... Domoto Shizuka, the president of the Nitto Group."

Ma Xiaoling: "..."

Kuang Tianyou: "..."

Although they all wanted an answer, the answer came too easily, leaving them somewhat at a loss. "What evidence can prove it? Of course I believe your calculations, but to arrest him, we need sufficiently conclusive evidence."

After a long pause, Kuang Tianyou, a police officer, inquired.

Qin Yao said calmly, "You police officers need solid evidence to handle cases, but we, who act on behalf of Heaven, don't."

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'll give you three days to investigate Domoto Shizuka. If you can bring him to justice, then I'll be happy to have some peace and quiet.

But if you can't do this within three days, then I'll have to do it myself.

Kuang Tianyou: "..."

This is vigilante justice, bro.

You tell a policeman you're going to take the law into your own hands?
But he couldn't really refute it, since he had come voluntarily and the other party had given him the direction and timeframe for the investigation.

If it can be detected, three days should be enough.

If you can't find out, it just means you don't have the ability.

Lean less.

The two people seeking help walked out of Jiajia Building together. Suddenly, Kuang Tianyou stopped and looked back at the building:

"Xiaoling, Domoto Shizuka is the president of the Nitto Group. He is rich and powerful. If he disappears or dies tragically in Hong Kong, the consequences will be like an earthquake."

"If we haven't found anything after three days, could you try to persuade Qin Yao? I believe that with his abilities, finding evidence shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Ma Xiaoling stopped and waved her hand, saying, "Don't count on me, I can't persuade you."

In fact, I don't think there's anything wrong with this approach.

It's not that I don't trust you police officers, nor that I don't want to give you a chance for legal judgment, but if the law cannot judge evil, then it's not unreasonable to let evil face the judgment of justice.

Kuang Tianyou: "..."

Perhaps this is the common way of thinking in their supernatural world? Otherwise, Ma Xiaoling would never have refused so decisively.

A blink of an eye.

That night.

Ruan Mengmeng got out of the taxi excitedly and strode towards the main entrance of Jiajia Building.

"Miss, ma'am..."

As she walked forward, hearing shouts coming from behind, Ruan Mengmeng paused slightly, turned around, and saw a fat man in yellow walking towards her with a big smile on his face.

"What's up?"

"Can you take me inside?" the unlucky guy asked, pointing to the main entrance of Jiajia Building.

Ruan Mengmeng: "???"

There's no access control at this door, what do you mean by letting me in?
Seemingly sensing her confusion, the unlucky fellow quickly said:
"Actually, I'm not human, but an elf, searching for something inside the building. However, someone has cast a spell inside, so I can't get in on my own."

He didn't dare say he was a ghost. After all, as a normal person, who could calmly face a ghost?

Not to mention, he himself is an unlucky guy, and whoever gets involved with him will also be unlucky.

Ruan Mengmeng didn't associate it with ghosts or monsters; instead, she thought the fat man might have some mental problems.

Normal people are not only afraid of ghosts, but also afraid of being afflicted by mental illness, so she waved her hands repeatedly and rushed toward the front door without saying a word.

"Hey, miss, miss, don't go! Let's talk some more!" the unlucky guy shouted.

However, Ruan Mengmeng dashed into the main entrance, leaving the unlucky guy sighing helplessly.

In fact, he cannot possess anyone with strong yang energy; he can only talk to the elderly and women.

Unfortunately, his explanation was not very convincing, which led to repeated setbacks, and it is unknown when he will be able to return to the building.

As for why he absolutely had to enter the building, he couldn't explain it. He just felt that there was something in the building that was of vital importance to him, and if he didn't find it, he would only be a lonely ghost with endless regret...

three days later.

In front of the TV station.

Kuang Fusheng glanced at his unassuming friend beside him and asked softly, "This is the finals, you really don't need my help?"

Ruan Mengmeng nodded: "My original intention was to let my mother see me on TV. If I competed as a pretty girl, how would my mother recognize me?"

Kuang Fusheng sighed: "Alright, I hope everything goes well for you..."

However, Ruan Mengmeng was stopped by security guards as soon as she arrived at the TV station. Only after she took out her ID card did she enter the TV station building under the guards' ghostly gaze and stride towards the program crew's location.

"Miss, who are you looking for?"

Shortly after, when she arrived at the filming location, she was stopped again, and a staff member asked her with a serious expression.

"I am Ruan Mengmeng."

"Don't joke around, miss."

"This is my ID card. You can take a good look at it." Ruan Mengmeng didn't waste any words and directly showed her ID card.

The staff member examined the documents closely, then looked at Ruan Mengmeng and said, "Please wait a moment, I need to contact my superiors."

Ruan Mengmeng smiled and nodded: "Okay."

A dozen minutes later, a man in a suit who looked almost exactly like Kazuo Yamamoto hurried over. He glanced at the staff member, and after the staff member nodded in acknowledgment, a look of astonishment immediately appeared on his face: "Are you Ruan Mengmeng?"

"It's genuine, no doubt about it," Ruan Mengmeng said, holding her ID card.

"Your appearance... is there really such a big difference between your bare face and your made-up face?" Situ Fenren was shocked and murmured.

Ruan Mengmeng said, "It's only this much short, Mr. Judge, can I go in now?"

"No."

Situ Fenren said sternly, "Excuse my bluntness, but your participation in the competition in this state is an insult to the title of Miss Bauhinia."

If you want to compete normally, go back to how you're used to it; otherwise, I absolutely will not allow you to go on stage!

Ruan Mengmeng: "..."

Left with no other choice, she turned around and dialed Kuang Fusheng's number, whispering, "I've run into some trouble."

After half an hour.

A stretched Lincoln pulled up in front of the TV station. A man wearing a black round hat, an expensive suit, and a neatly trimmed mustache slowly got out of the car.

As he walked forward, a glance out of the corner of his eye revealed that in a secluded corner, an unremarkable woman wearing glasses had transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure in just a few breaths…

This incredible scene caused him to pause slightly, his gaze fixed, even burning! (End of Chapter)