A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

When it comes to framing others and shifting blame, well, that's the specialty of the Jinghai Branch!

Its main selling point is professionalism, efficiency, and shamelessness!

As for Ji Zuodao himself, he was the best of the best, full of wicked ideas and a whole host of bad schemes.

"A skilled craftsman must first have the right tools!"

Ji Zuodao rubbed his hands together, his eyes darting around, and he had already started rummaging through the human skin bag for his "tools".

The first step in framing someone is to get all the necessary tools ready!

He pulled out several thin-handled calligraphy brushes that looked quite expensive, a stack of neatly cut, extremely resilient thin paper, and several small porcelain bottles containing liquids of different colors.

"What are you going to do..." Liu Ming and Li Shuwen both came closer, looking curious.

"Draw!" Ji Zuodao chuckled, licked the tip of his pen, dipped it in ink, and began to sketch on the paper with swift, quick strokes.

He wrote extremely quickly, with a nimble wrist, his brush moving like dragons and snakes, without the slightest hesitation.

Li Shuwen watched from the side, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

The ordinary thin paper was quickly transformed by Ji Zuodao's pen into the outline of facial features, skin texture, and hair strands...

In just a few minutes, a lifelike, paper-thin human face appeared on the paper!

Look at those eyebrows and eyes, look at that expression...

Hey! He's totally Ji Zuodao himself!

"Wow!" Li Shuwen couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Boss, you had this hidden talent all along! This is truly a masterpiece!"

Ji Zuodao ignored him and kept working, quickly printing a few more sheets.

Liu Ming's somewhat scholarly appearance, Li Shuwen's refined yet depraved demeanor, Doggy's cheeky dog ​​head, and Qi Qi's innocent and pure little face.

Next, he drew the faces of Lu Jian from the Jiangnan branch and his two teammates.

Finally, I also casually drew two rather ordinary-looking faces that didn't have any special features.

Anyway, with so many investigators on the island, who could possibly know them all?

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a stack of thin, seemingly floating human skin masks was neatly arranged in front of Ji Zuodao.

"All done!" Ji Zuodao blew on the still-wet ink on the paper, quite pleased with himself.

Li Shuwen picked up a "Ji Zuodao face" and examined it closely in the sunlight, becoming increasingly alarmed with each look.

This painting skill is absolutely amazing!

The lines are smooth, the expressions are vivid, and even the unique, mischievous charm in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows is captured!

On a thin sheet of paper, he managed to draw the texture of skin!

He had been a prominent figure in the world of doujinshi for many years and had seen many skilled painters, but there were very few who could reach Ji Zuodao's level!

Even though I know it's fake, it still looks eerie! I always feel like that paper-thin human skin is smiling at me!

Tsk tsk, what's that saying again? The best artists are all in the doujinshi world.

It's such a waste that our eldest brother has such amazing drawing skills; he shouldn't be creating art that's popular with the masses...

Of course, Li Shuwen only thought these words in his heart and would never dare to say them out loud.

He feared that if he spoke out, the next painting Ji Zuodao would be a portrait of him, Li Shuwen.

"Alright, all the equipment is ready."

Ji Zuodao carefully put away the human skin masks, a smirk playing on his lips, revealing that extremely familiar, sly and mischievous little expression.

"Next, it's time to pick five scapegoats—no, I mean, lucky ones!"

The target is easy to find.

The island is in chaos right now, with small teams chasing and probing each other everywhere.

Soon, Ji Zuodao and his team identified five unlucky individuals.

The opposing team was a hastily assembled squad from two different police stations. They were clearly unfamiliar with each other and their coordination was poor, making them an ideal target.

"It's you guys!" Ji Zuodao waved his hand, and the Jinghai group pounced out from their hiding place like hungry wolves!

Without saying a word, Liu Ming raised his hand and threw out a talisman.

The talisman silently affixed itself to a large tree near the group, and instantly, an invisible barrier rippled out, enveloping the small area.

Mute note!

This is currently the only auxiliary talisman that Liu Ming can draw that has any practical use.

After all, these are commonly used talismans. During torture... no, during normal interrogations, sometimes the prisoners get quite agitated and raise their voices.

Once the mute note was pasted, the voices of repentance inside were hoarse from shouting, but no sound could be heard outside.

perfect!

Once the silencing barrier is activated, even if people are fighting fiercely inside, they won't hear a sound outside.

Those five men were facing the ruthless, cunning, and well-coordinated gang of wolves and tigers from Jinghai...

The battle ended decisively and cleanly, without any suspense.

Ji Zuodao and his men didn't kill him; they just subdued him.

"Come on, guys, let's give you a new handsome face!"

Ji Zuodao smiled and took out the several human skin masks that he had drawn beforehand, belonging to the "Ji Zuodao Squad," and pasted them on the five bewildered and trembling "scapegoats" one by one.

The moment the paper touched their skin, it stretched and adhered to them as if it were alive, covering their original appearance perfectly.

In the blink of an eye, five "fake Jinghai investigators" were born!

"Hmm, not bad, very similar!" Ji Zuodao stroked his chin and nodded in satisfaction.

"Everything is ready, except for the audience!"

Ji Zuodao rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Liu Ming, go, make a big commotion and invite all the local folks over to watch the show!"

"Alright!" Liu Ming understood, ran to the edge of the woods not far away, took out a few newly drawn explosion talismans, and threw them haphazardly at the open space.

"Boom boom boom!"

The explosion wasn't very loud, but it was enough to draw attention in the relatively quiet jungle.

Soon, several search teams nearby were alerted and cautiously crept over, hiding behind trees and rocks, peeking out cautiously.

Then, they witnessed a scene that left them speechless:

In the open space, Lu Jian from the Jiangnan branch was standing there imposingly.

Five people were lying haphazardly at my feet. Judging from their clothes and figures, they were none other than the despicable bastards from the Jinghai branch of the Public Security Bureau.

Lu Jian seemed to have just completed his final strike, and gracefully withdrew his hand.

Immediately afterwards—

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Five familiar, dazzling beams of light shot into the sky from the three people, the dog, and the zombie on the ground! They pierced straight into the clouds!

Behind Lü Jian stood four investigators, who were clapping in unison, speaking in hushed tones, yet loud enough for the investigators further away to hear:

"Brother Lu is awesome!"

"Pentakill! Team wipe!"

"Jiangnan Branch, you're awesome!"

The investigators, who were observing from the shadows, had their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets and their mouths agape enough to fit eggs.

"Holy...holy shit?!"

"Lu Jian... wiped out the entire Jinghai?!"

"Not a single move? A pentakill?! This is fucking unbelievable!"

"It's really destroyed! Look at that light! Five! Not one missing!"

"Wow! Lu Jian is that fierce?! He's been hiding his true strength!"

It became.

With his back to the investigators, "Lu Jian," who was pretending to pose, couldn't help but let his lips curl up wildly, stretching all the way to the back of his ears.

That smile contained three parts smugness, seven parts wickedness, and ninety parts gloating.

Comrade Lü Jian, you'd better catch this big, round, steaming black pot!

During your time on the island, you'll be the coolest kid around.

The hatred of the entire island now rests on your shoulders!