Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"···ah?"

Lingling glanced at Xu Fang; this guy really has fans all over the world.

Liu Zhi sighed, "I used to think my idol was great in every way, except that he was a bit too rigid in his thinking. Why did he have to join the army and restrict himself? Wouldn't it be better to create his own power?"

Now I understand, it's about character! Noble character cannot be measured by vulgar money or resources; to do so would be an insult to noble virtue!

Xu Fang, who was standing nearby, got goosebumps on his arms from listening.

To be honest, only part of what Liu Zhi said is true. Another reason is the power of faith and the vast resources that can be mobilized at any time, which is something that cannot be explained to outsiders.

We set off after lunch.

The search did not go smoothly. Changbai Mountain, which had been cleared by Xu Fang, was not only devoid of demons, but there were also very few living creatures other than humans.

The group wandered around all day without finding anything, and had no choice but to return to the village dejectedly.

To their surprise, a competitor came to their small village!

"It's my stubborn second cousin!" Liu Zhi exclaimed.

"Is he famous?"

"Of course! My second cousin has over three million followers online, which is more than me by a fraction!"

Liu Zhi said, "He once said that among adventure streamers, no one is better at fighting than him, and among those who are better at fighting, no one has more fans than him. However, he hasn't mentioned it since my idol Xu Fang started streaming once."

My stubborn second cousin's equipment is visibly sophisticated; he doesn't need a selfie stick at all, as it's a commercially available version of a floating worker bee.

The old man who mocked Liu Zhi for having few fans during the day was now chatting and laughing with his second cousin, occasionally showing off his few remaining teeth.

"Damn! Is it really that realistic?" Liu Zhi said speechlessly.

The stubborn second cousin was also looking for the cat-faced old lady. During the meal, Liu Zhi shamelessly tried to ride on her coattails, but was directly rejected.

He wanted to explore together, but they looked down on his pitiful beginner-level cultivation—beginner level was bad enough, but he was also light-type, useless.

The other members of the team had worked all day without any results and were already considering giving up.

Xu Fang then received a phone call.

"Caught?"

"Okay, I'll go take a look right now."

After hanging up the phone, Lingling asked from the side, "What's wrong?"

"The Magic Association said they've caught the culprit; it's someone from Black Court," Xu Fang said.

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Magic Association.

Inside the cold morgue, a long, white bed was placed on which the body lay, covered with a pale white sheet.

Even before you get close, a fishy, ​​foul smell hits you.

This smell is familiar; it's the smell of the Black Beast Demon.

Xu Fang lifted the white cloth, and the first thing that appeared was wide-open eyes, the eyeballs bulging out like goldfish, frozen on the face, making it look particularly terrifying.

Xu Fang and Lingling's expressions remained unchanged. They glanced down at his face and, sure enough, saw his open chest and empty belly.

"The deceased was a local. She ran away in a huff after a conflict with her in-laws and was killed by the Black Beast Demon in the mountains."

The president of the Magic Association, standing nearby, said indignantly, "It seems the previous cases all used the same method. Those beasts from Black Court should all die!"

Lingling said, "But I didn't see any record of a strong stench in the previous body reports."

The stench, like that of dead fish and rotten shrimp, is practically synonymous with the Black Beast Demon.

Once such a foul odor appears, the Magic Association will certainly not ignore it, much less classify it as a regular case.

"Well, maybe the smell dissipated because it had been too long, or maybe the weather was too hot and it decomposed too quickly, so the investigators didn't pay much attention?" the chairman said.

Xu Fang reached out and sensed it: "Her soul has also been traumatized."

"Maybe he was scared by the black beast demon," the guild leader interjected.

“No, direct fright couldn’t have caused this result,” Xu Fang shook his head.

This was already proven when I told ghost stories that day.

“The Black Beast Demon is a mindless beast; it can’t possibly reach the level of the soul.” Xu Fang looked at the guild leader: “I want to see the murderer.”

"Of course, this way please."

Another room.

Ma San was handcuffed to his seat, with sharp spikes between his silver bracelet and his hand, radiating a bone-chilling cold that prevented him from casting spells.

Although we emphasize humanity now, that applies to people; inhuman beings like Kuroba are not even in this category.

Squeak~~~~

The door opened.

“Xu Junsi, it’s him! He won’t say anything right now!” the chairman said.

"Have you had a psychic mage perform a soul search?"

"Commander Xu, you're joking. How could we afford a spiritual master in our small town? But thanks to you, once the Awakening Stone Mine starts mining, our brothers' good days are just around the corner."

Who is it?

Ma San was still half asleep when he managed to open his swollen eyes a crack and saw three people sitting opposite him.

The one on the right is a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the Magic Association. Judging from his badge, he seems to be the president, but in this remote and impoverished place, even the president is at most a mid-level mage.

As for the other two, one is a vibrant young girl.

Ma San's throat went dry as he watched, and he had a strong urge to taste it, but unfortunately, this damned ice magic tool had him locked up and he couldn't move.

The last one... Holy crap!

Ma San suddenly sat up, only to be forcibly pulled back by the magic tool, wincing in pain.

"You know me?" Xu Fang asked.

"Xu Fang! You're Xu Fang, you, you..."

Ma San had heard this name and seen this person's photo more than once in the Black Court.

Almost all members of the Black Court knew that as long as Xu Fang was killed, they would never have to worry about anything for the rest of their lives.

When he finally faced him, Ma San understood why the man was so valuable.

He was just sitting there casually, and his face didn't look as fierce as the middle-aged man next to him, but he still felt like he was being trampled underfoot, and he didn't even have the courage to say anything harsh.

"If you know it was me, then confess honestly." Xu Fang said calmly, tapping his fingers on the table. "Did you kill that person? How many other people did you kill? Were you the one who committed the previous crimes?"

"I don't know! I didn't do anything!" Ma San shouted angrily.

"You're about to die and you're still being stubborn! This is such an obvious fatal wound to the Black Beast Demon, are you still going to deny it?" The guild leader slammed his fist on the table and roared.

"I said I don't know, and that's it!" Ma San roared defiantly.

The sound was so loud, like that of a child who had been wrongly accused.

The president on the other side was clearly stunned and stopped talking. Ma San felt a surge of pride for no reason, and felt light as if he were in a dream.

"what's your name?"

The sound echoed in my mind.

Ma San subconsciously said, "My name is Ma Changfu."

What is your position in the Black Court?

"In black."

How many black beast demons do you have?

"One."

Why kill this woman?

Ma San became visibly agitated, his body trembling slightly: "I...I didn't kill her! This woman was already dead when I arrived!"

"Why did you come here?"

"It's Blackie! Blackie came to this place like a madman. I chased after it to teach it a lesson, but I ended up getting caught instead."

"Who is Hei Da?"

"It is my great, and also my black beast demon."

What is big?

"It's Dad."

Inside the interrogation room, the chairman was dumbfounded. Ma San, sitting opposite him, had a blank stare, his black pupils almost invisible.

Xu Fang casually tapped his fingers on the table and asked a question, and the other party poured out everything he knew like beans.

He was very curious, but dared not speak up for fear of interfering with Xu Fang's actions.

Xu Fang glanced at him, stopped knocking, and Ma San immediately tilted his head forward and fell into a baby-like sleep.

"Speak."

The president finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked in surprise, "Commander Xu, what you just did...?"

“Hypnosis, just a little trick,” Xu Fang said. “Now we can confirm that the murderer is not this Ma San. He and his black beast demon were just scapegoats who were lured here. The so-called ‘cat-faced old lady’ is someone else entirely.”

"That damned murderer, how could he be so cunning!"

The chairman said bitterly, "We've already released the announcement of the arrest, and we've still been tricked!"

"At least we have a direction for research," Xu Fang comforted him. "Now we'll go to the crime scene to find the trigger that caused the Black Beast Demon, and use it as a clue to continue the investigation."

"It can only be the."

The chairman sighed, pushed open the door, and called out, "Xiao Sun! Xiao Sun! Take down the announcement about the cat-faced old lady... Xiao Sun, what are you daydreaming about?"

"Will, President?"

Xiao Sun's voice trembled.