My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Moreover, he concealed his cultivation level today while transporting the corpse, appearing outwardly as an ordinary person. No demons or monsters could possibly see through his disguise. It seems he just happened to stumble upon a corpse theft!
Now, trouble has come knocking on our door.

Zhang Hao cast a series of tracking spells, but the results were disappointing and had no effect whatsoever.

After some attempts, he confirmed that the other party was definitely an expert in the field of corpse transportation. Left with no other option, Zhang Hao simply began to carefully examine the surrounding area.

Using his position, he began investigating tourists who came to the area. As long as he showed his work ID, he could access all the surveillance footage he wanted.

After a thorough inspection, Zhang Hao discovered from the surveillance footage that there were very few tourists visiting the area, only a dozen or so in total.

The small number of people made the screening easier, so Zhang Hao decided to start by observing their facial features.

The first thing you see is a family of three. They have kind faces and seem to be having a good time. They don't look like the kind of people who would steal a corpse.

Next was a foreigner traveling alone. After observing and probing, Zhang Hao determined that this person was just an ordinary tourist.

After checking the remaining men, women, elderly people, and young people one by one, Zhang Hao found almost nothing suspicious.

This greatly frustrated Zhang Hao, who kept wondering: How could someone steal a corpse so flawlessly? Who did it? And what was their purpose in doing something like this at this critical juncture?
Zhang Hao stared intently at the surveillance footage, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper. Seeing his expression, the security captain of the scenic area beside him grew increasingly nervous.

"Investigator Han, have you found any clues?" the security captain asked cautiously.

Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly, "I couldn't find anything. Maybe that person never even came here."

Upon hearing this, the security captain breathed a sigh of relief and immediately put on a smile, saying, "Our security here has always been excellent, and the safety of the scenic area is beyond question. Investigator Han, we will keep an eye on the situation and will report to you immediately if anything seems suspicious."

Zhang Hao knew in his heart that the security captain's words were just for show and he didn't have much hope for them, but he still replied perfunctorily, "Then I'll have to trouble you."

Having found nothing useful, Zhang Hao decided to take a taxi back.

On his way to hail a taxi, he ran into the little boy who had been chasing him before.

Under the streetlight, the little boy's eyes lit up the moment he saw Zhang Hao. He toddled over with his short legs, excitedly shouting, "I see you again! Why didn't you fly that paper airplane?"

Zhang Hao smiled and was about to bow his head to answer him when a man wearing sunglasses and a black T-shirt strode forward, pulled the little boy behind him, and his protective attitude was very obvious.

"You little brat, I told you to behave and not run around, why are you still wandering around everywhere? Believe me or not, I'll give you a good spanking when we get home!"

The little boy shrank back in fright, looking terrified.

As soon as the man got closer, Zhang Hao felt an extremely oppressive killing intent.

This man is probably not simple.

It's rare to see someone with such an imposing presence. Generally speaking, only violent law enforcement agencies or shady criminal organizations can cultivate this kind of chilling aura.

Judging from this person's attire, he lacks any of the seriousness and sense of justice typical of law enforcement personnel. Nine times out of ten, this person is the kind of person who operates in the gray area.

Once you get entangled with this kind of person, you're in big trouble. Just as Zhang Hao turned to leave, the man behind him smiled, extended his hand, and greeted him with a very approachable smile: "Sorry, brother, my child is a bit naughty."

Seeing that the man had suddenly become so kind, Zhang Hao found it a bit strange, so he reached out and shook hands with him: "It's nothing, it's normal for kids to be a little naughty."

The little boy was not happy about it and jumped up and down, retorting, "You naughty dad! I wasn't being naughty! I really saw that older brother folded a paper airplane that could fly for several minutes! I wanted to learn how to fold paper airplanes from him, I was serious!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he unsurprisingly received a loving "beating" from his father.

Two slaps landed on his bottom, and the little boy's eyes reddened as he stared at his father with a pitiful expression: "You awful dad! I hate you! I only see you a few times a year, and when you come back you hit me! I hate you! I never want to see you again!"

After saying that, the little boy mumbled something and turned to run towards his mother, who was not far away.

The tall man in the black T-shirt looked embarrassed, scratched his head, and said, "Sorry..."

Zhang Hao was surprised to see such a formidable man show an embarrassed expression. He couldn't help but think to himself, "You can't judge a book by its cover." He waved his hand dismissively and said, "It's okay, kids these days are all like that."

The two were not familiar with each other, and Zhang Hao could tell that the man was a little wary of him, so he didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Back at Li Jiali's parents' house by taxi, Zhang Hao told the expectant elderly couple about the body being stolen. Upon hearing this, Li Jiali's parents were furious and began loudly cursing the bastard who stole their daughter's body.

"This kind of heartless bastard deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell!" Grandpa Li was both anxious and angry, stamping his feet in heartache and cursing the guy who stole his daughter's body.

"Mr. Zhang, you must help my daughter! She's suffered so much in her life, she really can't suffer any more," Grandma Li pleaded pitifully, her face streaked with tears.

Grandpa Li frowned and sighed, saying, "We just want our daughter to be laid to rest, why is it so difficult?"

Zhang Hao had originally intended to get to the bottom of this matter, so he comforted the elderly couple, saying, "Don't worry, I will take full responsibility for this matter and will definitely bring your daughter back."

The elderly couple breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhang Hao gratefully, and promised him a generous reward after the matter was settled.

Although the elderly couple were locals and had some savings, they weren't exactly well-off. Zhang Hao told them not to be so formal, and that whether they received a reward or not was irrelevant.

However, just as Zhang Hao was about to leave to investigate at the university, his phone suddenly rang.

As soon as he pressed the answer button, Han San's anxious voice came through: "You're finally back! Something terrible has happened here, come over right away, we need your help urgently!"

Zhang Hao was puzzled. Han San and Li Jiali had been at the Li family villa before, but now they were nowhere to be seen. According to the couple, they seemed to have left first.

Unexpectedly, Han San went to the university.

"What happened? Don't panic, tell me slowly," Zhang Hao calmly reassured him. Zhang Hao's steady voice calmed Han San down a bit. He took a deep breath and said, "It's hard to explain over the phone. Come directly to the scene, and I'll explain it to you when you get there."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone chimed, and Han San sent him his location.

Zhang Hao didn't dare to delay and immediately said he would take a taxi there right away.

On the taxi ride to the university town, Zhang Hao, having nothing better to do, decided to have his fortune told.

He took out a tortoise shell and began to divine the future. The driver, seeing this, laughed and joked, "Hey, young man, you play this kind of divination game too?"

Zhang Hao had just calculated a very ominous sign and had no interest in chatting with the driver, so he could only reluctantly agree, "Yes."

“These young people nowadays, I don’t know what they’re thinking, they’ve all become so superstitious. Especially those young people, they’re obsessed with things like the twelve zodiac signs and tarot cards. If you ask me, isn’t the traditional Chinese divination and fortune telling passed down from our ancestors more accurate? Seriously, even their superstitions are foreign-worshipping. When I told my daughter this, she thought I was old-fashioned, saying that our Chinese divination and fortune telling and feng shui are all superstition, and that foreign zodiac signs and tarot cards are the only accurate ones.”

The driver seemed to love chatting, talking non-stop with Zhang Hao about all sorts of things the whole way. It wasn't until the car arrived at the university gate that Zhang Hao finally felt relieved.

This driver talks too much; it's a burden for the passengers.

As soon as Zhang Hao stepped into the university gate, he felt a murderous aura rushing towards him.

He looked in the direction from which the malevolent aura was coming, and immediately felt nauseous.

Just then, Han San rushed over from the path, panting as he ran, saying, "You've finally arrived! Come with me quickly, something terrible has happened."

Han San took Zhang Hao's hand and walked quickly towards the staff dormitory area.

"What exactly happened?" Zhang Hao thought to himself, seeing Han San's anxious appearance, that if even the worldly-wise Han San was so unsettled, this matter must be serious.

Han San shook his head with a bitter smile: "People have died. The entire foreign exchange team that came earlier is dead!"

Zhang Hao was startled when he heard this. He recalled the faces of those people he had seen before and was puzzled: "I can tell that they will be unlucky, and in severe cases they may be seriously injured or even die, but it is definitely not their fate to all die. This should not be their destiny."

Han San said helplessly, "But there is another situation in this world called an unexpected disaster, which even the most skilled fortune teller cannot predict."

Zhang Hao fell silent, because Han San was right.

Even the most skilled fortune teller can't predict unexpected disasters. At most, he can only tell that people will be unlucky, or even that their lives may be in danger.

As they walked, Han San explained to Zhang Hao what was happening at school.

"Those foreigners died horribly. Their internal organs were all ripped out, their intestines were torn out everywhere. In short, all their internal organs were emptied out. The scene was extremely horrific."

"The school has already had the Dong'an team seal off the scene. So many people have died, and they were all foreigners. This case can't be hidden any longer. The foreign side has already received the news and started putting pressure on us. We must solve the case as soon as possible."

Zhang Hao followed Han San to the crime scene, where a group of law enforcement officers in black uniforms were busy at work downstairs at the faculty villa. The head of the Major Crimes Unit waved weakly at him, not bothering to exchange pleasantries, and simply gave a brief greeting before continuing to direct the investigation and evidence collection.

The scene was tightly cordoned off, and students were strictly prohibited from gathering around. A pungent, nauseating smell of blood filled the air.

Since Zhang Hao had received prior orders and was considered the superior of everyone present, no one dared to stop him from entering the site.

At this moment, the head of the international investigation team saw him, his face gloomy, and said in a sarcastic tone, "The crime scene has been sealed off for so long, and the news has been out for quite some time, yet you are only now arriving late. It seems that your work here is really incredibly busy."

These words clearly imply that Zhang Hao is lazy during work hours, lacks work ability, and is irresponsible.

Zhang Hao ignored the sarcastic mockery, not even lifting an eyelid, completely disregarding his words.

He beckoned to the head of the Major Crimes Unit, and the two of them went into the villa together.

The head of the serious crimes unit began to describe the situation at the crime scene to him.

Upon entering the villa's hall, the scene before one's eyes was horrifying. Blood flowed freely on the floor, and multiple corpses lay scattered haphazardly, their deaths extremely gruesome. Their internal organs had been ripped out, and their intestines were spilled out. Any normal person would feel nauseous and gag if they looked at it for even a moment.

The investigators responsible for collecting evidence at the scene were all pale-faced, clearly disgusted by the horrific scene, but they had to suppress their discomfort and continue their investigation.

"Based on the evidence from various investigations, these people were likely murdered around midnight. Surveillance footage shows that no strangers were present around the villa at the time, the footage showed no signs of tampering, and no suspicious fingerprints or hair were found at the scene. The murderer left no clues."

Zhang Hao immediately recognized that this was clearly the work of the filth-eating demon.

It's normal that they didn't find any useful information using conventional scientific investigation methods.

Having weathered so many storms, Zhang Hao rarely got angry anymore. But this time, a long-dormant rage surged within him.

Good! Very good! So many lives have been lost right under his nose.

You filthy ghost, you filthy ghost lurking in the shadows, are you deliberately provoking me?
Zhang Hao laughed in anger, took a deep breath, and said to the head of the Major Crimes Unit, "Have the other departments been notified about this? What is their attitude?"

Speaking of this, the head of the major crimes unit gave him a strange look: "The higher-ups said that you are in full charge of this case. As for the pressure from foreign departments, they will hold on for the time being, but only for two or three days at most. They hope you can solve the case within two or three days."

When the head of the serious crimes unit heard his superiors say that, he thought they were joking.

Although Zhang Hao knew this matter was not simple, solving it in such a short time was by no means easy. More importantly, why were those departments willing to shield him from pressure from relevant foreign departments?

Who exactly is Zhang Hao? Why are his superiors treating him so well? (End of Chapter)