New concept of the mysterious way to ascend to immortality

Chapter 13 The Strange Crime Scene

Yes, why would a vicious evil god go crazy and do good deeds?

Yuan Zhu couldn't help but ask himself, of course it was because: The cat is actually me?!

A giant cat capable of swallowing dozens of deformed demons in one gulp—just tell me, is it fierce? As for why I was resurrected and my deflection was conveniently wiped out, is it wrong for a cat to treat itself well?
The elf also jumped out: "Ah, yes! There has never been a savior, and we don't rely on gods or emperors. We have overcome many difficulties and setbacks along the way (it took half a day), relying entirely on our own unremitting efforts! Without any external support, we make our own cheats."

[Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture]: ??? Look at what you two are saying, are you even talking like a human? Have you already assumed I'm dead and tacitly divided up the inheritance?
After writing down the suspicious points on Yuan Zhu's body in a notebook, the young man surnamed Han ordered, "Show me the wound. I want to examine it."

When they conduct an investigation, they naturally cannot just listen to Yuan Zhu's family's words, they also need to verify them.

Yuan Zhu raised his hand confidently, pulled open his ill-fitting sleeves, revealing an old scar on his wrist that seemed to have healed many years ago.

On the fair skin, on the inside of each wrist, there was a glaring hypertrophic scar, which looked like an old injury from four or five years ago. But judging from the outline of the wound, it could be judged that the cut was very deep, obviously aimed at a successful suicide.

Those who frequently slash their wrists should know that most people lack the experience and courage to face death head-on. Fearing the pain, they often give up on the first attempt, believing that once a vein is cut, the blood will gush forth, and the bleeding will continue unabated, reaching the realm of the dead.

However, the incisions were often not deep enough, typically only slicing through the slow-flowing surface veins rather than the deep, spurting arteries. Add to that the physical pain, amplified by the preoccupied mind, and the psychological fear, and I'd developed the illusion that I'd successfully ascended to heaven.

But after all the years of human evolution, even though we may be fragile, how can our bodies be so useless? Our bodies have their own clotting mechanism, and our veins have unique valve structures. Thanks to these layers of passive self-rescue procedures, even if someone loses consciousness due to excessive blood loss, the blood in their wounds often clots and solidifies.

Then, half-dead, you arrange your life's reel. Finally, in your dying state, you sit up in shock, look up at the sky and laugh out loud. Lost money in stocks, a failed mortgage, your son being stained by soy sauce... none of it matters.

From today on, be a happy ox and horse. Love life and work hard. Cherish life so that you can work overtime better! Work overtime to earn money so that you can recuperate, and then get up and continue working hard!
However, the old injury on Yuan Zhu's wrist was different, and it was obvious that it was caused by a successful kill.

In order to ensure the death rate, the killer made deep cuts on the limbs to let out a lot of blood. Finally, he pierced the heart with a knife to ensure that the death could not be further dead, and the death was quick.

This [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture] is rubbish! This crappy cheat can't even perform a seamless repair. It restored 100% health, but it still left a scar. If this continues, Duling Star is so dangerous, if I die dozens or hundreds of times in the future, won't the accumulated scars completely disfigure me? How can I even find a girlfriend?
After looking at the scar on his chest, the middle-aged man nodded in approval, patted his shoulder, and said comfortingly, "Your method of committing the crime was very professional. According to the autopsy, you died very quickly. You didn't struggle for long and died quickly. You shouldn't have felt much pain."

"......?!!" Yuan Zhu widened his eyes in surprise and hesitated, "But I'm not dead yet."

"Don't dwell on these trivial matters. Judging from your injuries, I'm more inclined to believe you're already dead. This is the danger of illegal sacrifices; unusual circumstances always occur, and resurrection is not surprising. You've been able to save your life and live again, so cherish it. What if there's a hidden danger and you're going to die again soon? Take my advice. If the case can be successfully concluded, find a girl and have children as soon as possible. Investing in futures or stocks can go wrong, but investing in future generations is never a mistake."

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang advised with the tone of someone who had experienced it.

Yuan Zhu's eyes lit up. "Oh? From what you're saying, there's a good chance I'll be released? Instead of being imprisoned, subjected to random tests, sentenced to long-term imprisonment, or even sold to those big companies as a test subject for research?"

In the memory of the predecessor, many civilians, after living to the age of 50, would accumulate excessive deviations due to long-term overdraft from working all day long, coupled with poor living conditions, and there was a huge risk of distortion and loss of control.

They either die from exhaustion from the struggle to make a living, or, realizing their time is up, they proactively sell themselves to companies for exorbitant prices. Similarly, those who are reluctant to sell themselves will band together and forcefully sell those who have been accidentally exposed to severe pollution to large companies.

Although Yuan Zhu's current condition was harmless and posing no danger to humans or animals, with a deviation of 0, he was also a very special and valuable experimental material.

Fatty Wang stroked his beard and agreed, "Your concerns are quite reasonable. If you've been eroded by evil spirits and there are traces of extremely heavy contamination left, then you're a human time bomb and must be controlled. But we've conducted preliminary tests on you, and your reactions are normal, with no signs of contamination. You're even healthier than the children of nobles. So I think, as long as you truly have no other problems and this isn't a deliberate disguise, then according to the relevant regulations, you will be free and will not be imprisoned, but you will still need to undergo regular physical examinations."

"Also, there are actually quite a few examples of innocent people like you being involved in unusual incidents. However, becoming a victim, being sacrificed, or even dying and coming back to life, is rare, and qualifies you for compensation and mental damages. The murderers who organized the sacrifice are now suspected to be dead and their whereabouts are unknown. This manor and other properties will be confiscated. If you choose to give up your application for compensation, you will be kicked out of the Security Bureau as quickly as possible."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Yuan Zhu's bulging pockets, and he smiled knowingly: "But I see that your wallet is bulging, so I guess you have already completed the mental damage compensation manually, so there is no need to submit an application."

Upon hearing this, the young man surnamed Han immediately said, "Huh? Hurry up and hand over the stolen goods!"

"There's no stolen property at all. This is all my hard-earned money!" Yuan Zhu retorted, clutching his pocket tightly. "As a victim, caught up in this murder, can't I even get some compensation? Didn't you hear? I'm also getting some mental compensation."

Fortunately, the elf reminded me that I couldn't just bury the valuables and think everything would be fine. I should also carry some cash on me and pretend that my vision was limited.

"Alright, alright, what's this little bit of paper money worth? Why make things difficult for them? We've already acquired a much larger piece of real estate. Look at this villa, it looks like I can't even afford to live in it. Brother Yuan, come here. I'll take some photos for you as evidence, and then you can take us to the site of the sacrifice ceremony."

After taking photos of several of Yuan Zhu's vital wounds, the three of them carried the detection devices and moved forward while scanning.

As expected, once the target was no longer Yuan Zhu himself, the instrument began to function normally. As they drew closer to the sacrificial hall, the alarm grew louder. The deviation value quickly surpassed 20.

"It's indeed a sign of an evil spirit's arrival. It's already reached 20 before I even entered the door. The enclosed space behind this door is even experiencing distortion and weakening of the spatial walls. Come, wrap this chain around your wrist just in case."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out two silver chains from his pocket and wrapped one of them around his wrist.

Yuan Zhu took it and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"This defensive equipment provided by the Law Department is soaked in a special liquid and blessed. When wrapped around the wrist, it isolates the human body from the interaction with external polluting forces. It has a slight anti-curse function and can resist mental interference, but the strength is limited. Pay attention. If the silver chain gradually changes color to black, it means that you are under an invisible pollution attack. Escape the sacrificial hall before the chain turns completely black." The middle-aged man explained. Yuan Zhu took the chain in his hand and played with it, marveling: "Is this the legendary extraordinary item?"

At the same time, the elf also activated the online detection function. Using the items previously found in the bedroom for comparison, she confirmed that the silver bracelet also contained contamination radiation, but it was much weaker. Wearing it close to the body would take about 15 minutes to inflict a -1 damage on Yuan Zhu's human form, and would be shielded by his [Whiteboard Immortal Scripture].

The elf said, "You idiot! How dare you use such a low-quality product? If someone else came, this broken thing would definitely not be able to block the pollution residue in the hall."

While the elf scoffed, the middle-aged man replied, "It's not an extraordinary item, merely a disposable tool with a special function. The chain is mixed with silver, which can temporarily retain some special energy. Once the power is exhausted, it needs to be collected and recharged with a second blessing before it can be used again."

The other party's words also put an end to Yuan Zhu's idea of asking for a chain for protection. After all, when he was on a mission, he would always encounter people involved in a case, who would beg for a chain in various roundabout ways, hoping to protect themselves and fight against evil spirits. Or they would simply take it secretly, pretending to have lost it.

Although it wasn't valuable or rare, it was mixed with silver, so they had to spend their wages to buy it. The Security Bureau offered free blessings, but the price of the chain itself far exceeded the cost, and it was a monopoly.

...

Back in the sacrifice hall, the stench of blood was overwhelming. The two investigators remained calm as they stepped into the room where the blood was gradually solidifying. Every time they lifted their foot, they stirred up sticky blood.

Yuan Zhu didn't like this kind of environment, so he chose to wait at the gate, occasionally raising his arm wrapped in a silver chain to observe. The elf was diligently calculating the defensive effect of the chain.

Although this thing was meaningless to him, it could serve as a reference point, allowing him to understand how ordinary people in this world resist pollution. How strong was this standard equipment, and how long could it last?
Collecting more data like this could indirectly analyze society's current level of utilization of supernatural powers. Going a step further, we could begin to decipher the power system wielded by the human world. Ultimately, we could explore the mysteries of deciphering the laws of the universe. This, in turn, is the correct way to unlock the [Great Wilderness Immortal Scripture].

Yuan Zhu waited patiently, watching the chain gradually turn black. Meanwhile, the young man held the device, continuously scanning one high-energy node after another.

Unfortunately, the distorted monsters that truly carried the power of the evil god were all swallowed up and sealed within the [Stomachic Universe]. The few remaining pieces of flesh and severed fingers, though severely deformed, were not considered high-energy reactions.

Eventually, he locked his sights on one sacrificial offering after another. These offerings had once served as coordinates anchoring the real world, and were first invaded by the evil god's energy. Then, using Yuan Zhu as a springboard, he turned to the group of believers after the invasion failed.

The clues were cut off at Yuan Zhu, who had been cleared by his own (the Immortal Scripture). So, the finger of blame was pointed at the tributes: crows with clipped wings, frogs with skins and heads removed, mushrooms with arms and legs...

The young man glanced over one after another, a sneer gradually appearing on his face as he sighed in amazement, "It's just a illogical patchwork, simply piling up the tributes as a guide, and naively thinking they can just luckily summon an evil spirit? And the magic circle drawn on the ground is equally irrelevant. There have been several fatal errors in a row, and it's a good thing this thing can actually work. Not only does it attract the attention of evil spirits, but even every tribute has traces of pollution of varying strength. This is simply a miracle!"

The middle-aged man had been in the industry for many years, had experienced various cases, and had rich experience in handling unusual incidents. However, in terms of professional knowledge, he was far behind the young man. He graduated from a regular school and received a general education, without any professional training.

He asked, "Oh? This sacrificial ritual is not in compliance with regulations? Can you determine the identity of the target of the sacrifice?"

The young man set the detector aside, then pulled a few white squares of paper from his pocket. He gently kicked a few tributes with his toes, then waved the paper over them. It seemed as if he was trying to capture some kind of scent in the air.
Then he pulled a flat metal wine flask from his coat pocket, unscrewed the lid, and wet the paper with wine, observing it carefully. He saw that the paper, soaked with wine, showed faint traces of different colors and presented different patterns on the white paper.

Finally, he took out a lighter and lit the paper. Flames of varying degrees of intensity burst out in the air and disappeared in a flash.

After finishing the test, the middle-aged man quickly asked, "How is it?"

The young man's eyes revealed confusion and bewilderment. "It's very strange, very strange! Honestly, this isn't a professional sacrifice at all. Not only are the procedures riddled with errors and omissions, but there's also no real target for the sacrifice. The organizers must have heard a bunch of local legends, some true, some false, and crafted corresponding offerings based on them, hoping to take a chance and attract a random creature."

"But here's the strange thing: their sacrifice was a success, an unexpected and unprecedented success. Look, the interior of every offering at this site is corroded and occupied by contaminated forces from various sources. In other words, regardless of whether the target of the sacrifice was a false existence, a source appeared here to take its place. They were drawn to something and descended together, ultimately resulting in a mediocre sacrifice involving only seven sacrifices, but a tragedy that killed over 7 people."

At this moment, the young man raised his head and stared at Yuan Zhu again: "So, what is it that has attracted the attention of so many filthy evil spirits?"

What are you looking at me for?
Yuan Zhu glared back. "You want to know what attracted the attention of the evil spirits?" Okay! Then I'll tell you, it was the Immortal Scripture Old Deng! A street urchin who traveled through time and space could certainly attract the attention of evil spirits.

At this moment, the middle-aged man spoke to break the deadlock and asked, "When you took the test just now, did the test paper show any aura marked as [Taboo]?"

The young man ignored Yuan Zhu and shook his head, replying, "No, they are just some unknown, small-time evil spirits. The few powerful ones are only secondary derivatives of those [Taboo] powers, or even secondary derivatives. They are not yet at the level of special danger."

The middle-aged man also breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. When I heard you say that multiple forces were coming at the same time, I thought we were facing some major event and we couldn't handle it at all. We had no choice but to run away."

"The apparent danger has temporarily disappeared, but the disappearance of believers and sacrifices, as well as the sudden disappearance of the evil power, all indicate that things are not simple. I think we should search this place carefully to see if we can find any useful rats."

"Rat?!" Yuan Zhu, who had pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two, was attracted by the word, and even his dormant memory fragments became restless, as if some strange knowledge was about to overflow.

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