Apocalypse, then transforming into a magical girl

The wolf remained firmly guarding Zhao Jia, unyielding.

The forensic doctor and the burly man beside him exchanged a glance and slowly nodded.

A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly masked by something deeper.

He just watched silently, curious about what interesting things Zhao Jia could come up with.

"First of all," Zhao Jia's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the noise.

"No one ever dies of suffocation at the crematorium. That executive who was forced to eat insects died of poisoning. And you were the one who did it!"

He looked at the forensic doctor and continued:

"The reason that competitive eater and his so-called company executives came here is because one of their fellow live streamers suffocated to death."

"And that streamer, I suspect, probably didn't die from suffocation either."

The little boy whose mouth had been covered by his mother struggled free and shouted with all his might:

"Yes! Yes! Dad died of poisoning! That's what the doctor said!"

Zhao Jia gave the brave child an encouraging look, then turned his gaze back to the forensic doctor, whose expression was beginning to change.

"I think he probably died from a neurotoxin like strychnine, just like the executive who died after him."

Zhao Jia found the old man who had spoken to him in the crowd:

"Because the symptoms they exhibited before death were not choking on food at all, but rather typical opisthotonus!"

"As for the method? It's very simple."

"It was you who, when dealing with the first victim's body, removed the poison from his stomach and then threw it into that bucket full of worms to murder that executive."

"Of everyone present, only you, a forensic pathologist, have this opportunity, ability, and expertise."

"You're talking nonsense!" the burly man retorted, his bravado masking his cowardice.

"If what you say is true, then the competitive eater and the executive should have died together, but the competitive eater was perfectly fine at the time!"

"Even simpler." Zhao Jia didn't even bother to look at him, as if he were explaining a matter of common sense.

"Because the competitive eater cooked his portion of insects to disgust the executives, but made the executives eat them raw."

"And the high temperature just happens to destroy that toxin."

"But there's one more crucial question. Why am I doing this?"

The forensic doctor remained calm, looked him straight in the eye, and asked the crucial question.

"Of course I don't know why you did this."

Zhao Jia looked at him coldly:

"Similarly, I don't know why you went to such lengths to frame me, nor do I know why you wanted to kill the wolf."

"Eh?"

Wolf was visibly stunned upon hearing this. She turned her head, her gray eyes filled with confusion, and looked at Zhao Jia.

"Perhaps," Zhao Jia's voice was filled with undisguised disdain and contempt, "it's just because you're crazy."

"What are you doing now?"

The forensic doctor frowned, and a look of confusion and hurt, as if he had been unjustly accused, appeared on his usually kind face.

The onlookers were also discussing it animatedly.

However, the burly men who had been carrying weapons seemed to have received some silent command and gathered around the forensic doctor without prior arrangement.

They began to unanimously accuse Zhao Jia of making false accusations and having ulterior motives.

"Now, let's get back to the main topic." Zhao Jia ignored them.

"This wound is faked. You killed him, didn't you?"

Zhao Jia said calmly, his voice completely devoid of emotion.

"Fake?" The forensic pathologist exclaimed as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world. "Why would I fake a wound?"

He pointed to the bullet he had retrieved from the body. "And how do you explain this? The gun never left your body. How am I supposed to remove the bullet?"

"When I first arrived, did anyone mention 'that lame guy who fawned over Lü Rong'?"

Instead of answering directly, Zhao Jia posed a seemingly unrelated question.

He stared at the forensic doctor as if he were looking at a dead man.

"There is another explanation."

"After that cripple died, you used your position as a forensic pathologist to remove the bullet that had been shot into his crippled knee years ago."

"Then, you killed Lü Rong using other methods, and finally, you stuffed the bullet into the wound, creating a flawless shooting scene."

The forensic doctor stared at him in silence for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with weariness and helplessness at being misunderstood.

He waved to the indignant men around him.

"Put all your weapons away. I'll take you to see if that's really the case."

The wolf turned around, looked at Zhao Jia, and then at the forensic doctor.

She disliked the current situation, which was full of unknowns and lies, very, very much.

Zhao Jia silently followed, while signaling with his eyes that the wolf should come too.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know at a glance."

The forensic doctor sighed, then continued speaking righteously, seemingly trying to prove his innocence, before preparing to leave with Zhao Jia.

Several burly men, along with a few braver individuals from the crowd, silently put on raincoats and followed.

The body was not cremated, but simply buried.

In the post-apocalyptic world, being able to bury the corpses was already considered a rare act of decency. This even gave Zhao Jia a touch of inappropriate respect for this stronghold.

The shrubs in the garden had all withered and died, and several relatively noticeable grave mounds stood on the muddy ground.

Some looked brand new, while others were so old that they were almost wiped away by the rain.

A burly man took a shovel, walked to one of the grave mounds, and without saying a word, began to dig.

The soil, mixed with rainwater, was shoveled aside with rough and forceful movements.

Zhao Jia and the wolf stood a little distance away, watching them quietly.

Soon, that simple grave will be dug up.

"Hmph, let's see what tricks he can pull."

"Exactly! How could Old Zhang be the murderer? This guy just wants to cause trouble for us!"

Several survivors who had followed along mocked and ridiculed them from the sidelines.

The forensic doctor glanced at him with a complicated expression, then turned to Zhao Jia.

Come and take a look.

The burly men beside him had already grinned maliciously and subtly aimed their various cold weapons and makeshift flamethrowers at Zhao Jia.

They were determined that if Zhao Jia made any move to draw his gun or resist, they would immediately turn him into a corpse.

Zhao Jia ignored the stares and silently walked forward.

The wolf stared intently at the restless people with a threatening gaze.

Just as Zhao Jia approached and turned his gaze to the already decomposing corpse, a glint of madness suddenly flashed in the forensic doctor's eyes.

He suddenly mustered all his strength and shouted:

"Now!"

The burly men nearby reacted instantly, leaping up at the same time, ready to capture Zhao Jia!

One of the fastest men, a burly man, swiftly stepped behind Zhao Jia.

He spread his arms, ready to lock Zhao Jia in a tight grip and then press the knife against his neck.

As long as they can control this man, then they can have the girl, whose power is as strong as a ghost, completely at their mercy!

However, in that split second, the big man suddenly felt that he had hugged nothing at all.

Immediately afterwards, his vision was completely engulfed by a dazzling white light.