With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 9 Chief Inspector Long Jiu
As evening approached, the sunset accompanied the evening glow along the way.

The weather was getting a bit cooler, and Meng Chuan's blood and energy hadn't yet reached the first stage.

The autumn wind blew against his body, and Meng Chuan felt a slight chill, so he couldn't help but tighten his collar.

And this autumn wind also blew onto the corpses lying in the street.

When I arrived at the Greenland Plaza Station platform to wait for the bus.

Meng Chuan noticed that there was an open space a few dozen meters ahead on the left, which was blocked off by police tape.

Several fully armed police officers, dressed in the same uniforms as my uncle, stood around him. The tall, burly officer in the lead looked like an official, with a fierce and intimidating appearance.

Meng Chuan has had excellent eyesight since childhood, able to see through the gaps between the police officers and the cordon.

He vaguely saw that the corpse stuck to the ground was also wearing a blue and white uniform.
"No way, it can't be."

Meng Chuanxin's heart pounded; she had a bad feeling.
The person's figure, vaguely discernible, somewhat resembled...
He frantically pulled his phone out of his pocket and called his uncle, and then the worst thing happened.

Meng Chuan tried calling several times, but no one answered.

Why can't I get through? Meng Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly tried to go over and take a look at the body.

He walked off the platform and moved a few meters toward the cordon, at which point the surrounding police officers immediately approached him warily.

"Stop looking! Hurry home. You're so curious at such a young age, what are you meddling in?"

The leader was a tall, burly police officer with a shiny bald head and one hand gripping his hat. He walked up to Meng Chuan and drove him away.

Having no other option, Meng Chuan could only wait for the bus while continuing to make phone calls.

After he left, the bald police officer put on his hat, walked back to the cordon, and squatted down.

He rested one hand on his chin, his brow furrowed as he stared at the gruesome corpse before him.

The uniform was twisted together with flesh and blood, stuck tightly to the ground, as if it had been half-run over.

"Xiao Li, come here and give me your assessment of the situation."

Upon hearing the burly man test him, the young police officer standing nearby quickly stepped forward.

Although he had handled numerous cases involving death and injury since joining the police force, this was the first time he had ever encountered a death so gruesome.

Xiao Li frowned, analyzed the situation in his mind, and then made a judgment:

"Chief Long, let me first determine the identity of the deceased. Judging from the clothing, the deceased is our colleague. However, due to the severe damage to the body, it is impossible to identify the specific person from the face and clothing. At the same time, the police department cannot be confirmed either."

"As for the cause of death, my knowledge is limited, but I speculate that there are two possibilities. Judging from the scene, one is that he was crushed by a heavy object. The body was flattened, and there were spurts of blood near the ears, nose, and mouth, as if he had been suddenly hit violently."

"I think the second possibility is that it was done by a Heavenly Demon. A solid Heavenly Demon has immense power, is extremely cruel in nature and methods, and enjoys torture and killing. These conditions at the scene all fit."

This doesn't seem like something a human martial artist would do. Personally, I don't think even someone practicing demonic arts would use such brutal methods.

The bald sheriff nodded in agreement:
“Very good. Let me add one more point. In addition to the lack of on-site monitoring, excluding human manipulation, it should be interference from the Heavenly Demon Force Field.”

He continued in a deep voice:
"Xiao Li, distribute my orders to all police officers in Qindu District, including criminal police, patrol officers, traffic police, and even household registration officers."

"All officers are to be assigned to your captain, Liu Jinglong, and all of you get the hell moving!"

"Find this demon for me. I want to personally make him taste the same death as you and my comrades in heaven!"

"Yes, sir!"

Within his jurisdiction, no celestial demons have appeared for many years.

At this thought, a chilling intent rose within the bald police officer. An aura like that of a savage beast surged and spread from his body. Immediately afterward, the faint phantom of a giant ape appeared above his head, roaring towards the sky.

Anyone who dares to attack me is asking for trouble!
The other officers, seeing this, all ducked and hid; it had been a long time since they had seen Chief Inspector Lung lose his temper.
After getting off the tram, Meng Chuan rushed home, but he couldn't get through to his uncle on the phone the whole way. He was very anxious.

"dong dong dong"

No one answered the door when I knocked. Damn! Could something really have happened?

Meng Chuan didn't dare to think any further. He hurriedly took out his key, inserted it several times before it finally went in, turned the doorknob, and rushed into the living room.

"Uncle, Uncle, are you home?"

The living room was empty, and the bedroom door of his uncle and aunt was closed. Meng Chuan knocked but no one answered. He turned around, grabbed his keys, and went out to the police station where his uncle was to ask about the situation.

"What's wrong, Chuan'er? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The bedroom door opened, and Uncle Meng Yongzhi held the phone in one hand and put the other hand to his mouth, gesturing for people to be quiet.

Meng Chuan stood there in a daze without responding, and only after a moment did he let out a long sigh of relief.

That's good, it's not your uncle.

"Conference call, we'll talk later if anything comes up."

Meng Yongzhi made a "shh" gesture again, turned around and went inside to close the bedroom door.

Now Meng Chuan could practice his stance training in peace. He went back to his room, opened the diagram of the "Three Talents Stance," and began practicing according to the key points the academy master had taught him that day.

After a while, Meng Yongzhi knocked on the door and came in.

He was carrying a red gift box. On the front of the box was a figure kicking, and above the figure's head was a line of eye-catching words: "The first step to genius, Mingde Bone and Muscle Fluid".

"This is Mingde Pharmaceutical's new Muscle and Bone Liquid Monthly Set. One bottle a day strengthens muscles and bones, perfect for you to build a foundation now. Let's try it for a month first. If it works well, we'll continue to buy it. Uncle can just make a phone call to renew the order."

Meng Chuan stared at the gift box on the table, somewhat at a loss. He wondered what was wrong with his uncle these past few days, as he was getting him a martial arts gym membership and all these martial arts gift packages.

"Uncle, I ran into Na-sha on my way back. Your colleague has been murdered."

"You saw it? You weren't scared, were you? Our institute has already held a meeting to inform you about this."

When you called me, I was in the community activity room with your aunt doing square dancing and couldn't answer. Later, I received a meeting notice and kept calling, but the line was busy. I'm sorry to have worried you.

Meng Yongzhi was not stupid; he immediately understood why Meng Chuan had been so anxious to find him when he returned.

As expected of someone who raised him like his own son, Meng Yongzhi was deeply gratified.

"Be careful going to and from school these days. Go home as soon as you get off school. Don't go to the martial arts gym for the next few days. Go on the weekend."

Meng Yongzhi added his instructions.

"Then you should be careful too."

Meng Chuan cares about his uncle, who is a patrol officer.

The uncle comforted him:
"Don't worry. Although this matter is indeed dangerous because it involves the Heavenly Demon, I am mainly responsible for visiting and investigating the Ping An Middle School area. The risk is very small, so you don't need to worry about me."

"Practice your martial arts diligently. If you need anything, just tell me. I'll even sell my pots and pans for you."

My uncle's greatest wish is for a martial artist to emerge from our family. Don't worry about anything else; I look forward to the day you become a martial artist!

(End of this chapter)