A master of comedy!

Chapter 189 Shocking Murder Case
"Danshan, should I go to Ghost City to call for help and have Master bring the Yin soldiers to assist us? I'm worried that those people from Xuanqiong Division won't let this go easily."

Yao Taifeng's eyes flashed, and she said excitedly, "Let's work together to make sure they can't leave Xunyang City!"

There was an undisguised excitement in her voice.

Zhou Sheng couldn't help but glance at her with some surprise, feeling that since the last time they surrounded and killed the general, some kind of nature in Boss Feng's bones seemed to have been aroused.

He gets very excited when it comes to fighting and killing.

A true local tyrant and criminal gang.

"Not for now. I won't bother others unless they bother me. I haven't sensed any hostility from Bao Ying."

The orange tabby cat, Little Red Line, perched on Zhou Sheng's shoulder and nodded upon hearing this, saying, "That uncle was quite nice; he treated me to a lot of dried fish."

"Also, he calls me 'Little Boss Hongxian'..."

When this is mentioned, Hongxian just chuckles sheepishly.

Zhou Sheng rolled his eyes at her and said, "Regardless of whether the other party has good intentions or not, I don't plan to have too much contact with government officials. Besides, his cultivation is not weak, and his subordinates are all highly skilled. If even they are asking for something, it must be very dangerous."

"I'd only do things for them if I were crazy—"

As Zhou Sheng spoke, his gaze fell upon the notice board at the entrance of Pipa Alley. He was taken aback when he saw the wanted poster that looked completely different from himself.

He suddenly realized that since the other party was a government official and could trace his origins back to him, how could he not even be able to draw a good portrait?
And those texts only contained the vaguest information, with no real information about him whatsoever, not even his name.

Zhou Sheng stopped and remained silent for a moment.

"what happened?"

Yao Taifeng noticed his unusual behavior and quickly asked him a question.

"It's nothing, let's go."

Zhou Sheng took her hand and prepared to leave, but the next moment he suddenly stopped, his eyes turning unusually cold.

In the darkness of night, a figure slowly emerged.

"I'm terrified of death, but I still want to try again, because in this case, only you—"

Before Bao Ying could finish speaking, he saw a pair of crimson eyes. A blade flashed like thunder, tearing through the night in an instant, and landed before him accompanied by a dragon's roar.

"I am a seventh-generation descendant of Bao Zheng!!"

hum!
The snowflake-shaped iron ring-blade that Yazi had transformed into stopped at his neck. The sharp blade energy had already cut through his skin, and bright red blood was flowing out.

Bao Ying clenched his fists, and his tense body finally relaxed slowly, but a dark red glow appeared on his charcoal-black face.

It wasn't fear, it seemed more like... shame?
It seems that for him, invoking the name of his ancestors to beg the other party to spare him was an extremely shameful thing.

"A descendant of Bao Gong?"

The fierce glint in Zhou Sheng's eyes gradually faded, but he remained indifferent, his gaze sharp as he scrutinized the dark-faced man.

In terms of skin color, it is indeed somewhat convincing.

“Boss Long, this is my family tree, there is absolutely no exaggeration in it.”

To Zhou Sheng's surprise, the other party actually took out a yellowed ancient book from his pocket, but the dark red on his face became even more obvious.

"I stole this family genealogy from the ancestral hall. Boss Long, please be careful when you look through it, or my grandfather will beat me to death..."

Zhou Sheng stared at him quietly, without taking the genealogy book, and said indifferently, "The blessings of a virtuous person end after five generations, let alone you who are the seventh generation descendant."

He slowly moved the blade away and said, word by word, "It seems you have studied me carefully. You know that I often sing Bao Gong operas and have always admired Bao Gong, which is why you specially brought this family genealogy."

"Unfortunately, you still don't understand me enough."

Zhou Sheng sheathed his sword, the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard like muffled thunder. The fangs on the hilt of the sword still stared intently at Bao Ying.

"No matter whose descendant you are, even if you are Bao Gong himself, no one can force me to do what I don't want to do." "I won't kill you this time, get out of here."

Bao Ying didn't leave. Instead, she took a deep breath and said with a firm gaze, "What if the case I want your help with is a head-swapping case?"

Zhou Sheng raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Shen Jinhua's head transplant case?"

"good."

"I have already personally killed my enemies in the head transplant case."

"But there's more than one head transplant case in this world; there are also face transplants, heart transplants, liver transplants, spleen transplants, kidney transplants..."

Zhou Sheng was taken aback.

"Actually, besides the family tree, I also brought some files. Please be sure to take a look, Mr. Long."

Bao Ying took out a thick booklet from his bosom. It was bound very carelessly, and when he opened it, it was full of handwritten notes, densely packed and dazzling, with annotations everywhere.

It seems to have been read countless times.

Zhou Sheng glanced at it casually, his eyes flickering slightly.

"In the spring of the third year of Yuanshou, Guo Xu, a guard at the city gate of Jinan, saw a stork flying in the sky. He drew his arrow and shot at it, but missed and the arrow fell."

"Guo Xu was picking up an arrow when his ear started to itch, so he used the arrow to scratch it. Suddenly a strong wind blew the door shut, and the arrow hit him, piercing his brain and killing him."

It seemed like a very coincidental accidental death, but Zhou Sheng sensed a familiar feeling.

Shen Jinhua was also "accidentally" beheaded by the executioner when she was playing Dou E, and the role became real.

Sure enough, Zhou Sheng's eyes narrowed when he saw the annotations on the case.

"The case was ruled an accidental death, and the body was hastily buried. However, when I opened the coffin for examination three months later, I was shocked to find that the body was missing its heart. Meanwhile, the heart ailment of Xue, the Vice Minister of Revenue, never recurred after that..."

Zhou Sheng turned to the next page.

"In the summer of the third year of Yuanshou, Bai Yulan, a famous courtesan from Jiangnan, was known for her exceptional dancing skills. However, while performing the Hu Xuan dance, she accidentally lost her footing and fell, hitting her head on a nail and dying instantly. It was later discovered that her hamstrings were missing. Meanwhile, the concubine of Minister Wang of the Ministry of Personnel became a renowned dancer, her fame spreading throughout the capital..."

He reviewed many cases and found that they all had two things in common: first, all the victims died accidentally; and second, some things were missing from the bodies after death.

Some cases documented the recovery of a certain adult or their family member from a corresponding illness, while others remained unsolved due to a lack of follow-up investigations.

Or rather, this thick volume contains approximately several hundred murder cases, all of which are unsolved cases.

Its scope covers all sixteen provinces of the Great Xuan.

In the sixth-to-last file, Zhou Sheng saw a familiar name.

"Shen Jinhua, a famous actress in the Yangcheng opera troupe, died after her performance of 'The Tragedy of Dou E' became real. Her spirit haunted her after death and was eventually killed by a young sorcerer named Zhou Sheng..."

The account of this case is particularly detailed, especially under his name, which was circled in vermilion and marked with numerous annotations.

After the massacre of the entire family in Qinggu County, the person who wrote the case file quickly discovered the commonalities and merged the two cases for investigation.

Thus, the truth was gradually revealed, like peeling back layers of an onion.

The tragic deaths of Uncle Xu and his adopted daughter Cuicui, the county magistrate's wife who looks exactly like Shen Jinhua, and the mysterious master and apprentice of the Yin Opera.

Even the exquisite heart that Magistrate Zhu had acquired in exchange was discovered.

As for the tragic deaths of the sorceress Cui and her apprentice, it was the mastermind's venting of anger after failing to kill the sorcerer.

The case file ends with a line of small print, written with bold strokes that penetrate the paper.

"Among the masters of the Yin-Yang arts, there are also generous and chivalrous individuals. If we can gain their assistance, there may be hope to resolve this case!"

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(End of this chapter)