Could he be the illegitimate son of some high-ranking national leader?

The head of the serious crimes unit muttered to himself.

"Okay, please pass on my message that I will definitely resolve this case within two days. I will take full responsibility for the rest."

Zhang Hao said expressionlessly.

When he was expressionless, he appeared exceptionally serious, exuding an imposing aura. The head of the Major Crimes Unit subconsciously straightened his back and even gave a very formal salute: "Yes, sir!"

Zhang Hao turned his head and saw the head of the Major Crimes Unit looking like this. He chuckled a few times, feeling a little embarrassed: "Your imposing aura just now intimidated me and made me unconsciously take things even more seriously."

The head of the major crimes unit then inquired about the upcoming case arrangements: "What are your plans for the future? What do you need me to do?"

Zhang Hao gave him a deep look and said calmly, "What I want you to do is very simple: take your men and leave this place immediately. Do not come in again except for the cordon at the scene. Leave everything here to me, including these corpses, do not touch them."

The head of the serious crime unit, who originally thought he would be involved in various investigations and evidence collection, thought for a moment that he had misheard.

“You heard me right.” Zhang Hao knew what he was thinking just by looking at his eyes. He looked at the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground and continued, “This is not something you can interfere with. In the next few days, all you need to do is control the various rumors and messages circulating in the school and prevent the university students from panicking.”

The head of the major crimes unit was still somewhat uneasy: "But the higher-ups have ordered a solution within two days. If I don't help you..."

Zhang Hao gave him a deep look and said meaningfully, "I have my own investigation channels, you don't need to worry about so much."

Previously, the head of the major crimes unit had speculated that Zhang Hao might belong to the highest-level national intelligence agency. After hearing Zhang Hao's words, he became even more certain of his guess: Was this a sign that they were going to use the channels of a classified intelligence department to solve the case?

"I understand. I wish you all the best in your investigation." After saying this, the head of the major crimes unit promptly gave orders to his subordinates who were conducting evidence collection and investigation, instructing them to return to their respective posts.

As for the international investigation team, that's outside their jurisdiction.

Zhang Hao didn't hold back and immediately made a phone call, asking his superiors to intervene in the international investigation team to prevent them from hindering his upcoming ghost-hunting operation.

The international investigation team initially looked down on Zhang Hao, even mocking him for transferring his entire team and implying he didn't know how to investigate. But before they could finish their taunts, a team of law enforcement officers from the relevant departments arrived, inviting them for questioning and investigation, supposedly because their visas violated China's immigration laws.

This was clearly a deliberate attempt to distract them. The international investigation team members were naturally indignant and furious, wanting to refuse to cooperate. However, the head of the international investigation team, who had been the most vocal, was forcibly taken away.

The scene instantly became incredibly empty, and soon only Zhang Hao and Han San remained in the entire villa hall.

"You've sent everyone away. Without their help, are we really going to make it?" Han San asked Zhang Hao somewhat anxiously.

Zhang Hao knelt down beside Professor Ak's body, cradling the professor's stiff face in his hand. Judging from the contorted muscles on the professor's face, he had likely experienced something extremely terrifying before his death.

“I was able to find the murderer even without their help.”

Zhang Hao took out a purple corpse-driving bell and, under Han San's watchful gaze, began chanting an incantation.

The incantation he chanted transformed into golden runes, flowing out like a gentle stream. Soon, these runes completely enveloped the corpses.

The corpses, enveloped by a mysterious force, slowly sat up one after another.

As if they had gained self-awareness, they looked down at the intestines on the ground, and then picked up their intestines one by one and stuffed them back into their stomachs.

If anyone saw this scene, they would probably faint on the spot.

The bodies of more than a dozen foreigners at the scene had somehow managed to "clean themselves up."

After "cleaning up" their own corpses, they sat stiffly in place. After a long while, Zhang Hao began to summon their souls.

"Heaven and earth, spirits and ghosts of the five directions, heed my command! Wandering souls, wronged spirits, vengeful ghosts, and evil spirits, come quickly to report!"

With a loud boom, a flame appeared out of thin air. After the flame burned, it formed a black vortex. From within the black vortex, ghosts kept crawling out.

The souls of these unjustly killed foreigners have all crawled out of the vortex.

Han San watched Zhang Hao cast his spell from the side, his eyes wide open, almost popping out.

Generally speaking, it's impossible to summon a soul so quickly under normal circumstances; you would at least have to talk to the Black and White Impermanence or the King of Hell.

But this person didn't follow the usual path; he simply pulled the person's soul out of the ground. That method was simply too amazing!
It's important to understand that a proper soul summoning is essentially using rituals and magical energy to submit an application to the officials of the underworld. The stronger the magical power, the greater the chance of approval.

But no matter how powerful your magic is, you still have to submit an application first.

Zhang Hao actually gave the order directly!
……

On the other side, in a gloomy underground cave, all that could be seen was darkness, with only a cluster of blue will-o'-the-wisps burning.

A blue-faced, fanged demon sat in the corner, with human entrails piled on the table in front of it.

Hearts, livers, kidneys—all piled up in front of it. It looked at these things, laughing smugly, then grabbed one of the hearts, took a bite, and slowly chewed it.

Fresh blood flowed down its lips, dripping onto the ground.

The red-faced, fanged demon beside him held a snuff bottle, its head bowed as it inhaled the white smoke billowing from it with a look of pure bliss. With each puff, a look of utter enjoyment spread across its face.

"This is so comfortable! Now we can finally eat to our hearts' content."

The blue-faced demon chewed on the heart, patted his belly after finishing, and said with satisfaction.

The red-faced ghost reluctantly screwed the lid back on the snuff bottle, saying with a look of ecstasy, "Yes, you like to eat offal, and I like the smell of fear. We've really had a great haul this time."

"But we still have to be careful, lest we be discovered and summoned back to hell, that would be terrible."

The blue-faced demon grabbed another liver and ate it while talking.

The red-faced ghost chuckled, a sinister and menacing smile that sent chills down one's spine: "Everything's been arranged. There's nothing to be afraid of. They definitely won't find out that we're the ones pulling the strings behind the scenes..." In an instant, the underground cave they were in trembled violently. The two ghosts' faces changed drastically, and they cried out in unison, "Oh no!"

The cages imprisoning the foreigners' souls began to twist and deform. Moreover, the ghosts seemed to gain boundless power, tearing the seal to shreds!

A large amount of yin energy gathered instantly and was frantically absorbed by the ghosts.

Having absorbed the Yin energy, the foreign ghosts suddenly became much stronger, their eyes turning bloodshot as they completely destroyed the seal and cage.

The commotion of the seal being destroyed shook the entire cave. The green-faced ghost and the red-faced ghost sensed something was wrong and rushed over in a panic, trying to grab the ghosts!
If these ghosts really drift outside and are discovered by Zhang Hao, who has some tricks up his sleeve, and he asks them how they died and became wandering ghosts, then the moment these ghosts open their mouths, they will be completely exposed!
However, they were still a step too slow. Suddenly, a black vortex appeared above the ghosts' heads, and gusts of eerie wind swept through it, instantly engulfing all the ghosts.

As they rushed forward, the black vortex suddenly transformed into a violent energy capable of harming ghosts, sweeping them up and flinging them away!
The two evil spirits, struck hard, were severely injured, and the solidity of their souls decreased significantly.

Seeing that all the foreign ghosts had been summoned away, the two of them cried out in alarm.

The blue-faced ghost gritted his teeth and said, "It must be Zhang Hao! He's the one who summoned these ghosts! In this area, no one but him has that ability."

The red-faced demon cursed furiously, "That damned fellow! Why is he so nosy!"

"We have to act quickly! Otherwise, if those ghosts tell everyone about us, we're finished!"

On the other side, Zhang Hao, who had summoned the ghosts, drew more than a dozen soul-fixing talismans and affixed them to the ghosts one by one. The ghosts with the talismans affixed obediently returned to their original bodies.

After returning to his body, Zhang Hao shook the soul-summoning bell in his hand. The ghosts that heard the bell possessed his original body and cast concerned glances at him in unison.

Despite being stared at by so many dead bodies, Zhang Hao remained calm and asked indifferently, "Who killed you?"

A flicker of confusion crossed Professor Ake's eyes, but it quickly turned into fear.

"A ghost! A ghost is hunting me! It's so scary... so terrifying..."

The other ghosts were the same; their answers were fragmented, disjointed, and only a few useful clues could be gleaned from their scattered words.

"Internal organs! It's eating my internal organs! No... don't dig out my heart!"

"Fear! Fear is twisting me, no! You mustn't be afraid..."

After listening to these ghost stories, Han San frowned even more deeply: "These ghosts seem to have been seriously injured and can hardly maintain even basic rationality. I'm afraid we won't get any useful information out of them. What do you plan to do now?"

Zhang Hao looked at them expressionlessly and calmly said, "Although they can't provide any significant clues, they are still quite suitable as bait for fishing."

Zhang Hao removed the barrier around the site and said calmly, "Let's leave now. Everyone's tired today. We can come back tomorrow to continue the investigation. I've set up a Yin-nourishing formation here. These ghosts should regain their senses after a day of nourishment."

After saying that, Zhang Hao turned and left.

Han San strongly disagreed and chased after him, trying to stop him: "You're just wasting time like this. We can consider starting from other angles. If this drags on, when will we ever solve the case?"

Zhang Hao bypassed his obstruction and instead pulled Han San along, saying as they walked, "Don't worry so much. I've already fixed their souls there. As long as they recover enough energy, their minds will return. Then we can just ask them what they experienced before they died, and we can solve the case directly based on the victims' statements."

"But we can't let our guard down. To commit such a serious crime, the killer must be a vicious and ruthless individual. It's safer for us to stay at the scene; otherwise, what if something unexpected happens..."

Zhang Hao, brimming with confidence, responded loudly, "Don't worry, there's absolutely no chance of anything going wrong! With me here, which brat would dare to go against me?"

The cold umbrella was speechless.

The two quickly left the scene and walked along the lake on campus. The school was now on holiday, and there were far fewer students; they didn't see many university students along the way.

The once bustling campus suddenly became much quieter.

The university president was walking and talking on the phone, complaining to his old classmates as if he were confiding his stress to a silent tree hole.

"Luckily, it's the holidays now. Otherwise, with such a big case suddenly breaking out, I'd probably be in deep trouble at this university. Now I just hope they solve it quickly. I'll never organize another international academic exchange conference like this again. This is just incredibly unlucky..."

After giving a long, scathing complaint, the principal finally put his phone away. Just as he looked up, he saw Zhang Hao and Han San walking towards him.

All signs indicated that Zhang Hao's identity was far from simple, and he was definitely not someone the principal could afford to offend. Therefore, the principal tactfully smiled and stepped forward to greet him: "Investigator Zhang, are you here to conduct an investigation?"

Zhang Hao had little patience for dealing with this university president. To avoid embarrassment, Han San had no choice but to explain, "We're just investigating. If you don't have anything else to do, don't follow us. We don't like being disturbed when we're investigating."

"Alright, alright, then I won't bother you any longer."

The principal turned and left, his smile vanishing instantly. He wouldn't have bothered trying to get the cold shoulder if he didn't want to offend him.

But there was no way around it; in the workplace, he simply couldn't afford to offend someone with such a powerful background.

Even if the principal suspected that the two of them might not be investigating a case, he didn't dare to say anything more.

In any case, they would be in charge of these cases in the end. If they couldn't find out the truth, he could shift some of the blame onto the two of them.

The principal, with his own agenda, quickly disappeared from their sight. Zhang Hao turned and left, but before he did, he carved a mysterious talisman into a willow tree nearby.

Han San looked at him from left to right but couldn't figure it out, so she couldn't help but ask him curiously, "What are you doing?"

"You'll understand then."

After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he left and gestured for Han San to follow.

After leaving university, they didn't actually stay idle. Zhang Hao went to visit Li Jiali's parents.

Seeing them approach, the elderly couple looked at them expectantly. (End of Chapter)

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