Chapter 164

Star, Walter, and San Yueqi came to the Geoheng Bureau.

Upon hearing that they needed to investigate a case, San Yueqi became extremely excited, as if her hidden detective soul had ignited: "…After traveling so long, I haven't investigated a case yet! My cleverness finally has a place to shine!"

Da Hao had long heard that the two were honored guests of the general, so he hurriedly greeted Jing Yan to bring over those few photos and present them to the guests for inspection.

After a moment, Jing Yan hurried over with a scroll, spreading it before the three: "You've waited long enough; these are the few foreign… outsiders who appeared at the location designated by the general and the Grand Diviner the day before the Jianmu incident."

"Let me look, let me look—are these the suspects in this case?" San Yueqi couldn't wait, she leaned in, chin in hand, trying to look serious: "Mm… mm… I see now."

Walter was also curious what San Yueqi had seen, but as he just walked over, the moment his eyes met the blond man in the image, countless scenes flashed through his mind like a collapsing mountain and tsunami, sweeping over him.

……

"I'm really sorry—I didn't let you have a pleasant Thanksgiving in New York back then."

"I killed his father out of certain unavoidable circumstances… yet he has held a grudge to this day, persisting for decades in opposing me."

"He may have lost his father, but he still has me—I can completely be his guide in life, right?"

……

Walter's brows knotted tight, and he instinctively gripped his cane. Memories that should have died in this world suddenly surged back to attack him.

Almost everyone in the Geoheng Bureau sensed that Mr. Walter seemed somewhat off.

"……Uncle Yang, what's wrong? Is this person really off?" San Yueqi pointed at the photo of Rakshasa before her and asked curiously.

Jujutsu World——

"Wait?! Mr. Walter's memory that just surfaced… is it… Rakshasa?" Xiaozi gasped, eyes wide, and the cigarette she had just lit accidentally fell to the ground.

"So… Rakshasa is actually pretending? His true identity is the villain who killed Mr. Walter's parents?" Xiaozi still couldn't believe it.

Although he had considered that Rakshasa might harbor secrets, linking him to a murderer was truly difficult. Moreover, Rakshasa walks the path of Abundance… a person's path, more or less, is related to their personality, right?

Especially when recalling Rakshasa's line, "If you don't act now, you'll get hurt," and then linking it to the man in Walter's memory who looked full of bad intentions, Xiaozi found it hard to equate the two.

……But they really do look alike, identical in appearance.

"Ah, Xiaozi, how would a villain write the word "evil" on their face?"

Gojo Satoru lay back in a recliner, the blue tint of his eyes behind his slightly lifted sunglasses reflecting Walter's stern, serious face: "This Rakshasa is obviously—so scheming! Look at his smooth talk with girls, he's a total player in the love game! If it weren't for Su Shang's slow‑witted reaction, he'd probably have been taken down on the spot! People like him are too dangerous!"

"Indeed… huh?! Wait! Gojo Satoru, is this what you were paying attention to?"

Xiaozi rubbed her forehead in exasperation—expecting any serious answer from this guy was her problem… but she did recall that when Rakshasa and Dan Heng parted at the Dan Ding Si, Rakshasa's attitude toward the Cloud Knights' inspection seemed rather subtle.

——He completely seemed eager to avoid it, as if he didn't want to undergo the Cloud Knights' inspection.

This is really strange—if he were a legitimate interstellar merchant traveling between the astral vessels, inspections would be as routine as eating and drinking daily. There'd be no reason to fear, right? At worst, he could just show the Cloud Knights the corpses in his coffin.

"So, do you think Rakshasa is a bad person?" Xiaozi asked, hands in her pockets.

"I didn't say that." Gojo Satoru yawned, covering his mouth with his right hand, "……Anyway, he doesn't seem like a good person."

——

"Who is this gentleman? … I'd like to see his file."

"Which one do you mean? Let me take a look…" Da Hao followed the direction Walter pointed, quickly locating Rakshasa's file: "Oh? Him. I recall this person—he's an interstellar merchant, does trade, knows a bit of medicine. His registered name in the Alliance… what was it again…?"

"Rakshasa." Jing Yan whispered, "This person's name is Rakshasa."

"Oh right, right!" Upon mentioning Rakshasa, Da Hao's first impression was the large box he always carried, said to be a funerary implement of the outsiders. Since there are many outsiders among the astral vessels, each star system has its own burial customs, so he didn't suspect anything.

"So, Mr. Walter, do you think he's problematic?" Da Hao asked.

"Not exactly… just for personal reasons, I feel it's necessary to look into this person. May I ask what he did during those days around the Jianmu growth?" Walter continued.

"This question is a bit complicated to explain; why don't we all head to the Four‑Direction Mirror? It'll be easier to look and explain at the same time."

Da Hao led everyone to the Mirror, pulling up all the footage of Rakshasa's appearances: "Rakshasa came to Luofu in the days before the Jianmu growth, showed no suspicious movements, until the day before the incident…"

"I get it!" San Yueqi suddenly had a flash of insight, "The day before the incident, he suddenly appeared near Jianmu carrying a star core!"

"If the Geoheng Bureau had already arrested him, why would we need to be involved?" Walter smiled knowingly.

San Yueqi suddenly understood, then replied: "Oh… right, that makes sense. This case is a bit fishy—right from the start it made Detective San Yueqi take a tumble…"

Da Hao gave an embarrassed smile, indicating he also didn't know what Rakshasa had done that day; the Jianmu growth caused the entire mechanical bird system to malfunction, leaving no footage for that day.

Of course we could ask Rakshasa, but we can't go about it like searching for a needle in the ocean; we need to be focused. Otherwise, even the Geoheng Bureau would find it inconvenient to bother him repeatedly.

Finally, Da Hao was genuinely curious what exactly about Rakshasa had caught Mr. Walter's attention, so they could begin their investigation.

Faced with Da Hao's doubt, Walter rarely showed a troubled expression, hesitating: "How should I explain it… because of his appearance…"