Chapter 53: Yin Law Cui Cui Pan Guan

The process of the case is very simple.

But there are two doubts.

The first is the weapon used by the killer. Wu Xian couldn't tell what weapon he used, only roughly inferring that it was a sharp blade.

The second is the way of death.

The death methods of the four family members were very similar to the crime process described by the prisoner who underwent psychiatric evaluation this morning. This is definitely not a coincidence, but deliberate.

And it just so happened that Wu Xian learned that the prisoner had escaped from prison before getting off work.

The old Inspector quickly gave Wu Xian an explanation.

A moment later.

Wu Xian had been helping to evaluate mental patients, so he was already half of one of them, and the Investigation Bureau had deep sympathy for Wu Xian, so the old Inspector used the power in his hands to help Wu Xian with this favor.

"What kind of life can I have now?"

It seems that nothing useful can be asked from the old Inspector. He needs to find an opportunity to "borrow" some information to see.

He watched the investigation process of the agents with great interest.

The Inspector patted Wu Xian on the shoulder with pity.

"Don't worry, Doctor, we will help you catch the murderer."

Whether it is the hospital.

The old Inspector turned back and said to Wu Xian earnestly.

So Wu Xian chose a clean sofa and sat down.

Wu Xian was completely confused.

Wu Xian stood at the door, pondering for a long time.

Wu Xian's body felt much lighter. It seems that Xu Ming's family members don't want their corpses to be placed on the ground like this.

"Since that's the case, then come to the Investigation Bureau. I will appoint you as an Inspector and let you be responsible for this case."

"What the hell?"

Just visiting the investigation methods of these people gave Wu Xian a sense of superiority as a professional.

Wearing a black gauze hat on his head, a rhinoceros horn belt around his waist, holding an ivory tablet in his hand, wearing a Luo robe, his face was dark and he had a big beard. In one hand he held the Book of Life and Death, and in the other hand he held the Soul-Hooking Pen. Under his feet, he stepped on the mixed corpses and bones.

Or the Investigation Bureau and the streets and alleys.

Just as he hesitated, a piece of information flashed in his eyes.

Wu Xian's eyes flickered.

Neither got a result.

Could this be a coincidence?

The old Inspector shook his head.

【You found the clue to avenge your family, decided to accept the Inspector's invitation, report to the Investigation Bureau tomorrow morning, and vowed to catch the real murderer as soon as possible.】

Letting the victim's family be an Inspector, this kind of thing is illogical in Wu Xian's view, it is an absurd farce, an unreasonable fantasy.

"Okay, I will report for duty tomorrow morning!"

Wu Xian didn't know how to complain. Where is the law enforcement department that leaves the survivor of the extermination case at the crime scene...

Didn't wait too long.

"I've seen eyes like yours, I know you won't let the murderer go... If you are willing to give up your current life, I can give you a chance for revenge."

From Chapter 10 of Journey to the West.

The three statues all looked the same.

It says that statues other than the sixteen gods are rare and are mostly related to the special rules of the Blessed Land.

"Not right either."

Wu Xian was forced to agree, watching the fat old Inspector drive away.

The appearance of Cui Cui Pan Guan.

The old Inspector's face changed slightly: "He... he is missing."

"According to my investigation in reality, the world in the Blessed Land should also be real, as real as the real world..."

Is the murderer the prisoner he interrogated this morning?

"That's why the streets are so monotonous..."

This is a legal explanation.

Wu Xian secretly wiped his eyes with onions, leaned over to the old Inspector, and cried about his miserable encounter.

Accompanied by the completion of the investigation.

Wu Xian asked about the information of the first suspect with red eyes: "I heard that the prisoner I evaluated this morning escaped from prison. Can you tell me his name?"

He pretended to be sad, pointed to the bloody room, and growled while biting his lip.

This is the Earth Official - Yin Law Cui Cui Pan Guan.

These people's investigation methods are completely different from reality. Many operations are not like professionals, but more like investigation methods thought up by lay authors.

But even after hearing the explanation, Wu Xian still felt it was too far-fetched.

This time.

Wu Xian dismissed the idea of continuing to ask.

An old Inspector with a big belly and a silver star on his uniform walked in. He should be the leader of these agents. In any society with normal order, the murder of a family of four is a big case.

Everything in this Blessed Land does not seem to have developed normally, but more like a virtual world forcibly generated by a layman providing some basic settings!

This layman doesn't understand medicine, doesn't understand how to investigate cases, and doesn't understand all aspects of the world.

Wu Xian realized where the dissonance he had been feeling came from.

Dialed the alarm number 333 of this Blessed Land.

The reality is that the Investigation Bureau has been seriously short of people recently, and the Inspector in charge of this case is missing. They are in urgent need of manpower to handle the case. If Wu Xian does not participate, this case may be temporarily shelved.

Wu Xian frowned. Why does this world protect the information of criminals to an excessive degree?

He was not reconciled and continued to ask: "What about the Inspector this morning? Can I talk to him?"

He prepared to clean the room first. If he didn't clean up this crime scene, it would be difficult for him to have a good night's sleep tonight.

The agents left one after another, and everyone withdrew under Wu Xian's confused eyes.

The law of this world advocates handling cases from the perspective of the victim, and the person who can best empathize with the victim is the victim himself, so victims are often encouraged to participate in the arrest.

Or family.

But now it seems that this Blessed Land is not free at all!

All his actions seem to have a huge pusher behind them, pushing him to the established route. He seems to have many choices, but in fact, every step is arranged.

Wu Xian has to try to get information from the official, otherwise, it will be difficult for him to quickly avenge the doctor's family.

I don't know when a purple sandalwood long table appeared. On the long table were three statues, three sticks of incense for worship, red candles, incense burners, etc., and a lighter to prevent Wu Xian from being unable to light the incense.

However, no matter what the truth is.

Accompanied by the corpse being covered with a white cloth.

Until this moment.

Does it mean that the rules of this Blessed Land are quite different from other Blessed Lands?

Cui Cui Pan Guan.

"Just like that?"

Several police cars drove over, and agents in black uniforms pulled all the corpses away. Then the technical investigation department began to take photos, collect fingerprints, and collect evidence.

After another while.

The old Inspector took a deep breath, as if he had made a difficult decision.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw three statues!

In the center of the living room.

Before, he always thought that this Blessed Land was very free, unlike the previous Blessed Land where he could only move in a very small range.

"Cui Cui Pan Guan..."

Cui Cui Pan Guan is not among the sixteen common statues, which reminded Wu Xian of the notes Qi Zhiyong gave him.

"No, not necessarily, maybe it's an imitation crime."

Taizong heard this and looked up, only to see that person: wearing a black gauze hat on his head, a rhinoceros horn belt around his waist. The black gauze hat on his head floated with soft ribbons, and the rhinoceros horn belt around his waist showed gold boxes. Holding an ivory tablet in his hand, auspicious clouds condensed, wearing a Luo robe, hiding auspicious light.

Stepping on a pair of powder-bottomed boots, climbing clouds and urging fog; holding a book of life and death in his arms, destined for survival. The sideburns were fluffy and floated on the ears, and the beard danced around the cheeks. He was once the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, and now he is in charge of the case and serves the King of Hell.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 54 =====