What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"That's our deduction too."

Fang He nodded and put the tablet away.

"However, Consultant Chen, the 'Beast Short Stick' and 'Azure Rune' that you mentioned on the phone have attracted great attention from the bureau."

Director Lu suspected that this might not be just an ordinary revenge killing, but perhaps involved some secret, heretical sect.

"The footage I saw was very short, and that's all the clues I could provide."

I leaned back in my chair, holding a warm teacup in both hands, my tone calm.

"I'll have to trouble you to do the rest of the investigation."

"That's natural."

Fang He smiled and continued:

"We came here today not only to make a verbal agreement with you, but mainly to see the body."

We brought specialized testing equipment and talismans; we need to extract a sample of the eerie green runes remaining on the corpse to take back to the bureau's technical department for comparison.

"No problem, I've already disposed of the body and put it in the freezer. Come with me."

I put down my teacup, stood up, and led Fang He and the other three back to the second basement level.

Pushing open the large iron door on the second basement level, I walked to the freezer and pulled out the tray containing the corpse with a little force.

Seeing this, Fang He gave a wink to one of his teammates behind him.

The team member immediately stepped forward, put on gloves, and carefully opened the black body bag.

When they saw the body inside, stitched up perfectly and with its face restored to peace, Fang He and the three team members all showed a hint of undisguised amazement.

"Advisor Chen, your skills... are truly amazing." Fang He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"It's just a skill for making a living."

I made a polite remark and didn't dwell on the topic.

"If you want to extract any remaining traces, look around the main wounds on his chest."

When I was stitching it up, that area had the strongest negative energy; there should still be some residue left on the surface.

The special operations team member nodded and took out a small, compass-like instrument and several yellow talisman papers with cinnabar runes drawn on them from his backpack.

He hovered the instrument above the corpse's chest.

As soon as it got close, the pointer on the instrument immediately began to tremble violently and emitted a faint "beep" alarm sound.

Next, he gently placed a talisman on the stitched wound on the corpse.

An astonishing scene unfolded.

The ordinary yellow paper, upon contact with the corpse's skin, began to emit a faint, eerie green light from its edges.

Although the light was fleeting, a mark the size of a fingernail and tinged with a ghostly green color was left in the center of the talisman.

"Captain, there are indeed unusual remnants of magic."

The team member carefully picked up the talisman with tweezers and put it into a sealed bag.

"The frequency of this yin energy fluctuation is very special and does not belong to any conventional evil magic that we currently know of."

Once we get back, we'll need to do a detailed comparison in the database.

Fang He looked at the sealed bag, his expression becoming even more serious.

"Okay, the sample extraction is complete."

Fang He turned to look at me and said in a sincere tone.

"Consultant Chen, thank you so much for today."

If you hadn't discovered it in time, this important clue would probably have been missed.

"You're too kind. I'm just doing this for money."

I waved my hand and pushed the tray from the freezer back in.

"Are you going to take the body with you?"

"No."

Fang He shook his head.

"Since it is a criminal case, the forensic team has already completed the preliminary identification. It is in accordance with regulations to keep the body here for cryopreservation."

Once we have investigated the case, we will notify the family to complete the necessary procedures.

"Okay, that's settled then."

I pushed the freezer back in and turned to walk out.

Fang He and his men followed behind me.

When we reached the lobby on the first floor, he stopped and said to me:

"Advisor Chen, then we'll head back to the bureau to report."

I will inform you immediately of any new developments regarding this heretical practice.

"Okay, take care."

I nodded to him and watched the four of them walk quickly out of the funeral home and get into a black minivan parked outside.

Watching the car drive out of sight, I turned and walked back to the lounge.

After seeing Fang He and the others off, I slowly finished my tea in the break room and then returned to my post.

A day of leisure time passes quickly.

Perhaps because the body found in the reservoir that morning had exhausted the funeral home's "bad luck" for the day, no other unusual bodies were brought in throughout the afternoon.

There were only two deceased individuals brought in due to normal birth, aging, illness, or death. I carried out the routine preparation and embalming procedures methodically, without encountering any setbacks.

At 6 PM, it was time for shift handover.

I went to the changing room to change out of my white coat and took a walk around the lobby.

Sure enough, I didn't see Lao Zhang.

It seems that Director Wang directly approved Old Zhang's leave, allowing him to go home and rest properly.

That's good, since Old Zhang's health was already weak.

In addition, after being hit by the resentment of the water's evil energy, it would take three to five days of rest for him to recover from the weakness.

As I stepped out of the funeral home, it was already getting dark.

The clouds that had been gloomy all day finally dispersed a bit, and a few streaks of the setting sun shone through the sky, giving the streets of Jiangcheng a nostalgic feel.

I drove my car, merging into the evening rush hour traffic, heading towards Tingyuxuan in the old street.

Pushing open the door to the first floor of Tingyuxuan, the waiters in the teahouse were busy greeting several tables of regular customers, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of jasmine tea.

I greeted my fellow workers and went straight up the wooden stairs to the third floor.

As soon as I stepped into the lobby on the third floor, I smelled a rich aroma of tea again.

I looked up and saw Li Qing and Jin Wanliang sitting opposite each other in front of the large tea table in the hall.

Li Qing was wearing a loose short-sleeved shirt, and her hair was a little messy, obviously she had just woken up not long ago.

Right now, he's holding a phone, his fingers flying across the screen, occasionally muttering game terms.

Jin Wanliang, however, maintained his unwavering businessman demeanor, toying with two shiny walnuts in his hands, and smiling as he watched the steam rise from the tea tray.

"Hey, Brother Chen, you're off work?"

Upon hearing footsteps, Jin Wanliang looked up, his round face immediately spreading into a friendly smile.

"The timing was perfect; this pot of Da Hong Pao tea has just been brewed and is at the ideal temperature."

"There wasn't much going on at the museum today, so I came back on time."

I walked over to Li Qing, pulled out a round-backed chair, sat down, and replied.