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

Before Ji Zuodao could even savor this "ordinary warmth" a couple more times, his phone started buzzing in his pocket like a death knell.

He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, belonging to Jinghai.

"Feed?"

"Hello, is this Investigator Ji?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was that of a young man, speaking quickly and with a slightly tense politeness.

"I am the designated liaison officer assigned to you by the Yuehai District Public Security Bureau. My surname is Chen."

"It's me, get to the point."

"We just received an emergency report from a resident of Building 3 in Yong'an Residential Area, claiming that a murder has occurred in the building..."

The liaison officer paused, seemingly considering his words or suppressing his surprise.

"The person who reported the incident was very agitated, saying... that a black bear had entered the building and had already harmed two households."

"A black bear? You've verified that?"

"It's been verified! We retrieved the available surveillance footage from the community, and there was indeed a huge dark shadow moving in the stairwell! But what the person who reported it said later..."

The liaison officer's voice dropped eight octaves, filled with disbelief.

"He said that bear had become a spirit; it could knock on doors, press combination locks, and the most eerie thing was... it could even talk like a human!"

"The situation inside the building is unclear. We've already dispatched a team of special police to prepare for a rescue and assault, but if it's something like that, I'm afraid..."

"understood."

Ji Zuodao interrupted him, his tone flat.

"Send me the address. Before I get there, have your people stay away from that building, cordon off the area, evacuate the crowd, and don't let them get close."

"If it really becomes a powerful bear... your few firewood sticks won't even be enough to fill its teeth."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Zuodao turned back one last time, his gaze passing through the slightly ajar door of the quiet room.

The light landed precisely on the small, upright, pale purple head that was intently gazing at the podium, lingering for a brief second.

The faint sound of children repeating aloud could be heard through the crack in the door.

Good.

Then, he turned around, went downstairs, and the hem of his black trench coat swept in a clean arc.

"Dog Lord".

As he reached the corner of the stairs, he nudged the large black dog that was lying on the doormat pretending to sleep, his tone carrying a hint of playful anticipation.

"Stop lying around like a corpse, get some work done. A demonic bear has entered Yong'an Residential Area, and I heard they've already started their feast."

Dog's ears suddenly perked up, and his eyes snapped open, revealing no trace of sleepiness, only a sharp gleam.

"Woof?"

It let out a questioning gurgle from its throat, then grinned, revealing a ferocious, excited smile, its tongue lolling out.

"Bear? Black bear? That's a delicacy! Damn, you can even find wild game like that in Jinghai? Let's go! If we're late, we won't even get a hot bowl of soup!"

It scrambled to its feet, its tail swishing like a propeller, and dashed downstairs ahead of Ji Zuodao at lightning speed, completely devoid of its previous lazy, dignified demeanor.

Ji Zuodao watched its impatient back, chuckled, and followed at a leisurely pace.

A talking black bear?

That sounds pretty intimidating.

I'm afraid it might be some other thing, wearing a bear's skin, playing "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" with him.

It doesn't matter.

It's a bear, so we'll have an extra treat today, some mountain delicacies to try.

It's something else...

It's the same; in the end, they'll all end up in Ji Zuodao's stomach anyway.

The gray government car darted through the morning rush hour traffic like an eel.

Dog Master swung the steering wheel so hard it seemed to fly, managing to drive with the ferocity of an off-road rally on the congested streets of Jinghai.

Ji Zuodao leaned back in the passenger seat with his arms crossed, closing his eyes to rest, ignoring the continuous honking of horns and the driver's cursing outside the window.

Yong'an Residential Area is an older community with no strict access control.

Building No. 3 is located on the edge of the community. It is a gray, six-story slab building. At this moment, bright yellow warning tape has been put up downstairs.

Several uniformed police officers are maintaining order.

Dog Master executed a beautiful drift, braking abruptly just outside the warning line, the tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground.

Ji Zuodao pushed open the door and got out of the car, the hem of his black trench coat being lifted by the morning breeze.

A policeman standing guard at the cordon saw his shoulder insignia and immediately straightened his back and saluted.

"Investigator Ji! You've finally arrived! We just contacted each other, just call me Xiao Chen."

Ji Zuodao's gaze swept across the scene.

Police were taking residents of Building 3 away from house to house. The crowd was still in shock, with low sobs and urgent questions mingling among them.

Several police officers carrying a stretcher walked out of the building with solemn expressions. The outline covered by the white sheet was already lifeless.

It seems that the black bear really didn't hold back when it started the feast.

"What's the situation now? Have they all been rescued?" Ji Zuodao asked.

"Most of the residents have been evacuated."

Xiao Chen spoke very quickly, pointing in the direction of the ambulance:

"Thanks to a passing Qi cultivator, the black bear was scared away, but he himself took a solid swipe of the claw and is currently tending to his wound."

Ji Zuodao looked in that direction.

A young man wearing a light gray Chinese-style stand-up collar shirt and black casual pants was sitting on the edge of the ambulance with the back door open.

Half of his clothes were torn on one shoulder, revealing several deep claw marks that showed the bone, and blood was dripping from them.

A young nurse was busily cleaning and bandaging his wounds.

The man, however, still had the leisure to smile. He forced a smile onto his pale face and chattered away, making the young nurse blush and dart away with just a few words.

Ji Zuodao raised an eyebrow.

Hey, isn't this an old acquaintance?

He walked straight over.

"Hey, you over there—"

"Drawing erotic pictures."

"Li Shuwen, I remember that's the name, right?"

Li Shuwen, who was eloquently flirting with the young nurse, froze upon hearing this.

That sound...

His neck turned mechanically, inch by inch.

When Li Shuwen saw the young face with a half-smile, his pupils contracted sharply, and his mind went blank!

What the hell!

What's this living Yama doing here?!

"Hime... Investigator Hime?!"

Li Shuwen was so frightened that he jumped up from the edge of the carriage as if by reflex!

The movement was too sudden, and the bandage on the newly bandaged wound tore off with a "rip".

Blood gushed from the wound instantly, and a few drops splashed onto the white walls of the ambulance amidst the nurse's gasp.

Li Shuwen couldn't help but be frightened.

The report against the Hehuan Sect was made yesterday afternoon in front of Ji Zuodao; the Hehuan Sect disappeared last night.

This guy wiped them all out, slaughtering them from top to bottom!

Without wasting a single moment, damn, is the KPI for 749 games really that high?

"Hey, don't be so nervous."

Ji Zuodao walked closer, his gaze shifting between Li Shuwen's pale face and bloody wounds.

"You, who's supposed to be a hero... why are you looking at me like I've seen a ghost?"

"Feeling guilty?"

Li Shuwen's calves were cramping, and he forced a smile that looked worse than crying, with cold sweat mixed with blood streaming down his face.

Guilty?

How could I not feel guilty!

If you knew I had secretly drawn your sketchbook...

Wouldn't you tear me apart on the spot and slice me into sashimi?

Ji Zuodao found it somewhat amusing to look at Li Shuwen's disheveled appearance, with his soul seemingly out of his body and his wounds bleeding profusely.

Is he really that scary?

He strolled over slowly and stood beside the ambulance.

"Come, great hero."

"Tell me, what's going on?"