I have a city in another world

The security in the outer city is acceptable; although there are undercurrents, things seem alright on the surface.

For important figures living in the inner city, stability is what they need most; they don't care much about anything else.

The corrupt practices of officials in the outer city have always been turned a blind eye, and obedient lackeys are mainly rewarded with bones.

But they absolutely would not allow their dog to be killed arbitrarily, because that would cause many problems.

Overnight, the entire outer city became tense, with a large number of officials searching everywhere.

The heads of each street, in cooperation with the officials, went door-to-door to collect useful intelligence.

The magistrates of the inner city issued an order to capture the murderer and quell the unrest among the people.

Unexpectedly, this action only made the public more uneasy, and they became extremely cautious in their daily lives.

The newly appointed police commissioner was like an ant on a hot pan, unable to find any useful clues at all.

As the days passed and the deadline loomed, they had no choice but to seek other means.

In the courtyard of the outer city police station, several officers respectfully helped a strangely-looking man out of a car.

The eerie man, dressed in a white robe, exuded a cold and arrogant air, seemingly disgusted by his surroundings.

He showed little respect to the newly appointed Outer City Police Commissioner, instead adopting a perfunctory attitude.

The newly appointed director dared not be angry, because the strange young man in front of him was an extraordinary master whom he had specially invited from the inner city by using his connections.

Whether the case can be solved within the time limit and the mastermind behind it can be caught may all depend on this extraordinary master.

The group arrived at a closed room, where there was an altar with all sorts of items on it.

Several charred corpses were laid out on the table; they were clearly the chief and his family who had been killed.

"Master Liu, please see, this place has been arranged according to your requirements."

The newly appointed director pointed to the room's furnishings, smiled, and spoke to the master with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"It's okay."

The strange young man revealed a look of disgust and said impatiently, "Hurry up and finish this. I need to go back to the inner city to attend an exchange banquet."

Clearly, in the other party's eyes, this sensational case that shook the outer city was not as important as one of his banquets.

Although the crowd was dissatisfied, they simply did not have the courage to confront the superhuman.

Not to mention that at this moment, they need to ask for a favor and therefore must be even more humble.

The strange young man arrived in front of the altar, pulled out a long sword from somewhere, and began to brandish it.

At the same time, he was chanting incantations, as if he were asking for divine help.

Everyone, including the newly appointed director, watched intently, not wanting to miss this eye-opening experience.

They had heard that this extraordinary master possessed magical abilities, including the ability to communicate with legendary deities and obtain information.

No matter what the matter is, as long as the master consults the gods, the desired answer can be obtained.

Desperate times call for desperate measures. Upon hearing of this, the newly appointed director immediately sought out this extraordinary master to help investigate the case.

The salary he paid was a painful blow to the new director, but he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

As the yin energy gathered in the fog, indescribable sounds faintly reached their ears, and the charred remains seemed to undergo changes.

The extraordinary master suddenly spoke, making a pleading gesture, and asked who had killed the chief and his family.

The newly appointed director and several officials immediately perked up their ears; at such a crucial moment, they dared not miss any information.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, they witnessed a bizarre scene.

The arrogant master suddenly showed a shocked expression, as if he had seen something incredible.

Immediately afterwards, his face contorted, his body trembled violently, and the sword he was holding fell to the ground.

"How could this be?"

"I was wrong, please forgive me, I won't ask again!"

"Ah...uh uh uh..."

With a agonizing scream, blood began to flow from the seven orifices of the strange young man. The blood was black and foul-smelling, instantly filling the entire room. Several high-ranking officials, upon smelling the stench, immediately paled and began to bend over and vomit repeatedly.

Looking at the master again, he was found collapsed on the ground, howling and screaming like a wild dog with a broken back.

Seeing this, the crowd was at a loss for what to do, yet dared not approach rashly.

The reason was that the flamboyant robes of that extraordinary master were burned to ashes by the green flames, and terrifying cracks appeared on the surface of his exposed skin.

Within the cracks in the skin, flickering red and green flames emitted bursts of thick black smoke.

This extraordinary master, with his delicate skin and androgynous appearance, now looked like an eighty or ninety-year-old man.

His skin was dry and wrinkled, like a twisted, mummified corpse.

The items on the altar also burst into flames at that moment, turning into a pile of black slime.

Even more shockingly, the charred remains were once again enveloped in green flames.

Within the burning flames, there were two twisted figures, clearly the deceased director and his family.

They emit painful howls, sounds that are terrifying to hear, and one can tell at a glance that they are enduring extreme suffering.

The bizarre sight of the creature, which appeared to be burning as if engulfed in flames, terrified the officials.

Once everything was quiet and there were no further abnormalities, the new director finally mustered the courage to go forward and take a look.

Only then did they realize with horror that the extraordinary master had already died, his body as light as paper.

Apart from the outer skin, the inside of the body had been burned away, and then it turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated.

Faced with this unexpected turn of events, the new director was at a loss and could only relay the message to the inner city, whereby the superhumans would be responsible for handling it.

He had hoped to ask a master for help, but ended up dying at the scene of the spell. This was quite a troublesome matter.

The new director felt a headache coming on at the thought of all the problems he might face.

Not long after, several more luxury cars drove up from the inner city and stopped in the police station compound. A group of men and women with different appearances came out.

Their intense and imposing aura proved their identities; they were clearly a group of extraordinary individuals from the inner city.

The group rushed to the scene and, upon seeing the dead, eerie young man and the chaotic scene of the spellcasting, all wore expressions of surprise and uncertainty.

After discussing the matter briefly, they ordered all the corpses to be cleared away and sent to an uninhabited area outside the city for burning.

The newly appointed police commissioner, steeling himself, cautiously inquired, hoping to obtain some useful clues.

One of the extraordinary cultivators had dealt with the new director before. When asked, he hesitated for a moment but still gave him a hint.

"We need to get out of this case as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

Upon hearing this, the newly appointed director was greatly surprised and immediately realized that this matter was far from simple.

Even without asking, it's obvious that something that could cause the immediate death of a master of extraordinary skill could not be a trivial matter.

If one were to participate, one would likely be reduced to ashes.

Realizing this, the new director immediately made up his mind to find a way to resign.

This is a hot potato; anyone can take it on, but he will absolutely not get involved any further.

After the group of superhumans left, the new director immediately contacted his backer, explained the situation, and then decisively requested to resign.

Before vying for this vacant position, I thought it was a rare opportunity, and I never dreamed that I would encounter such a crisis.

If we don't retreat now, when will we?
Upon hearing this, the inner-city confidant instructed the police chief to wait patiently while he prepared to investigate and devise a plan.

Not long after, the person in charge of the inner city called again, bringing with them a pleasant surprise.

A group of high-ranking officials in the city heard about what had just happened and then specifically sought the opinions of a group of extraordinary individuals.

After discussion, a new solution was proposed.

That evening, news spread through the streets that the culprit who murdered the police chief had been found and shot dead on the spot.

The newly appointed director announced that the case is now officially closed. (End of Chapter)