God Bestows Evil

Chapter 54: Wu Xian, the one who caught the murderer

Wu Xian rubbed his hands.

 He entered the blessed land through Judge Cui’s invitation letter, and Xu Ming’s home was the scene of the murder, so it is normal for there to be a statue of Judge Cui.

“Hey, I got three opportunities to worship God as soon as I started. The judge is so generous.”

"but…"

“They are all the same idols, so there are less choices?”

Wu Xian complained a few words, then quickly took the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

Since entering this blessed place, he has been in a passive state, like a little sheep in a forest surrounded by wolves. Only by getting the tools for worshiping gods quickly can he feel a sense of security.

 But when all three sticks of incense are inserted into the incense burner.

Wu Xian was dumbfounded.

The nine things that appeared in front of me were all exactly the same. All nine props were talismans and flying blade curses!

Flying Blade Curse: Gather energy to form a blade, which emerges invisible. It can separate flesh and bones, break stone and metal, and can be used [3/3] times.

  Choosing the one that suits him from different worship rewards and creating interesting combination effects is one of Wu Xian’s pleasures in the blessed land, but these three Judge Cui deprived Wu Xian of this pleasure.

 This made him not in a very good mood, and he quickly put away the three flying blade spells.

  and all rubbings are done on the middle finger.

 There is a talisman.

His waist no longer hurts, he is no longer breathless, his back is straightened up, and the nine flying blade curses have been applied to him, and ordinary wanderings can no longer do anything to him!

 …

 Tomorrow’s itinerary has been decided.

It is getting late now, and Wu Xian is ready to take a good rest to face tomorrow's challenges.

 According to Wu Xian's habit, he must wash up before going to bed.

 He prepared a new set of clothes that his wife had folded, then washed his body, and finally stood in front of the sink, humming and brushing his teeth.

 Brushing and brushing.

Wu Xian’s singing stopped, his movements became slow, and toothpaste foam flowed down the corners of his mouth.

 He was the only one in the bathroom.

 But in the mirror, the shadows of five people were reflected.

Ye Shuxia, Xu Qingfeng, He Ya, and Xu Xiaoyan all stood behind Wu Xian with pale faces in the same posture as when they were about to die.

Accompanied by Wu Xian's singing and movements, their movements were synchronized with Wu Xian's. They brushed their teeth with their fingers. Every time they poked their fingers, a spurt of blood foam spurted out.

 “Ah this…”

“Would you like me to squeeze some toothpaste for you?”

Wu Xian was quite frightened by this scene, but fortunately he now had the confidence of the Flying Blade Curse, so he dared to joke with the evil spirits.

 However, they had no reaction.

 It seems that they will only communicate with Wu Xian when necessary.

 The four ghosts on the mirror made Wu Xian hastily finish washing up.

However, Wu Xian soon discovered that he could only see these four things in the mirror. At least they would not disturb Wu Xian's sleep.

As the saying goes, going to bed early and getting up early are the natural enemies of dark circles.

 So Wu Xian hated having his sleep disturbed.

His favorite sleeping position is to lie on his side with his hands and feet hugging the quilt. This position can greatly improve his sleep quality.

 But today Wu Xian couldn't sleep for a long time.

 He always felt that there was a strange airflow in front of his nose, which was warm and had a slight fragrance.

 So he opened his eyes and met the other eyes.

He Ya, whose face was covered in blood and her cheeks were split, was face to face with Wu Xian, with a chilling coldness in her eyes.

 “Madam, I am not a thief...”

Wu Xian told a joke that was not funny to relieve his nervousness, then turned around and saw the doctor's daughter Xu Xiaoyan...

 If it doesn’t work to the left or right, then lie flat on your back.

Although it was uncomfortable to lie flat on my back, I could barely fall asleep. Then he saw two **** old men hanging on the ceiling, with two pairs of dark eyes looking straight at him.

 A drop of blood fell on Wu Xian’s forehead.

 “I...Nima!”

 …

 The law enforcement of this world.

The full name is Federal Bureau of Lookup, and people usually call it FBL FBI. Its functions are very different from those of the police in reality.

 The office building of the Bureau of Investigation is like any other building in the world.

 Huge, but featureless. If it weren’t for the signboard outside, it would be hard to tell it was any different from other buildings.

 It was already the next morning.

Wu Xian yawned and came to the door of the Investigation Bureau with dark circles under his eyes.

He didn't sleep well last night.

Although Wu Xian has a stronger spirit and a bad character, he is still a human being. Let alone being stared at by four ghosts, even if there are four people, it will be difficult for him to fall asleep.

　　Under the leadership of the senior female detective, he found the old detective he met last night.

 This person is the director of the Investigation Bureau.

As soon as Wu Xiang sat across from his desk, he handed over a document.

“All the procedures have been completed, and the hospital has helped you resign. You just need to sign and you will be the official detective of the Bureau of Investigation.”

"So fast?"

Wu Xian was unable to complain. He was so afraid that he would not agree.

 He flipped through it casually.

The structure of the Investigation Bureau is very simple. There are two levels: detectives and detectives responsible for handling cases. Only the detectives have the authority to lead the investigation alone, and the detectives can only obey the command of the detectives.

 Now that the other detectives have jobs, Wu Xian can only lead the team to investigate the murder of his family.

 After Wu Xian signed.

 The chief detective, who looked like a kind, fat old man, immediately changed his expression.

“Your uniform and equipment are in the bag at the door.”

“Hurry up and put it on, and then go to work on the case right away. I only give you three days. You must catch that **** back for me. Go quickly!”

Wu Xian resisted the urge to complain, took the package and went to the dressing room to change into the detective's uniform.

 After becoming a detective.

Wu Xian’s steps became much lighter.

Although the blessed land and reality are two different things, he had long wanted to join the regular army when he was a detective. It felt good that the blessed land gave him this opportunity this time.

 He clicked on the map and found his office.

 In the office, four detectives have already been waiting here.

The four of them were Wu Xian's subordinates. They were all young men, strong and strong, with big shoulders and round waists. Wu Xian patted them, and they were all covered with hard muscle lumps under their clothes.

 The names of the four agents.

They are called Xue Ye, Jin Mo, Guge and Ji Li respectively.

There is a case file on the desk. Wu Xian asked the old detective in advance for information on the prisoner who went for a mental evaluation that day. The prisoner's name was Wei Hao.

 He was once an excellent FBL agent, but later he committed a horrific massacre...

 However, the information in the case file was not of much help in catching him.

 Wu Xian wrote down the contents of the case file.

He was going to return to the scene first and follow the traces to track the murderer's whereabouts.

If you ask Wu Xian which skill he has practiced most proficiently in his years as a detective, it must be finding people and preventing himself from being found.

Hence, Wu Xian was very confident about catching the prisoner, so he waved his hand and led the four detectives forward with their heads held high.

 “Let’s go, I will take you to perform meritorious service.”

 (End of this chapter)