God Bestows Evil

Chapter 88: The Underworld Case Files

  Noon.

The sun is high in the sky, and warm sunlight shines through the windows.

 Suddenly a gap opened, and Wu Xian pulled the dog's tail back to his territory.

This dog didn't want to leave Lihentian, and Wu Xian had to hold it by the tail to force it away. As soon as he got home, his ears drooped down, and he looked unhappy to the naked eye.

Wu Xian’s home is an old, low-slung commercial building that has been around for decades.

 Only two floors plus a basement.

The first floor is a large living room for entertaining customers, as well as a kitchen and dining room. The second floor is a bedroom, study and bathroom, and the basement is the doomsday stronghold that Wu Xian built for himself.

Although Wu Xian spent money to tidy it up.

 But after more than ten days of playing around, it looks a little scattered now.

Wu Xian had to go into the bedroom as soon as he got home.

This time in the blessed land, only half a day has passed in reality, but he has experienced a long time in the blessed land. Wu Xian is exhausted physically and mentally. Now that he is back in a safe and warm home, he just wants to have a good sleep.

 “Woof woof!”

Heigu stopped Wu Xian.

Wu Xian guessed that it was hungry, so he went to the refrigerator to find the leftovers from the day before yesterday and poured them into a stainless steel basin.

“Let’s eat together first, and I’ll buy you dog food tomorrow.”

“In addition, you are not allowed to demolish the house or urinate randomly. If you want to go out, you can walk by yourself. Don’t disturb my sleep. If you make me unhappy, I will draw your blood.”

Hei Gu sniffed the leftovers with her nose, took a small bite cautiously, and immediately bared her teeth and let out a dissatisfied wail.

Wu Xian laughed strangely, ran back to the bedroom and closed the door.

Those leftovers were the product of his attempts to develop new dishes two days before entering the blessed land.

If it tastes good, can it still be left in the refrigerator?

 After hurting his pet, Wu Xian was in a good mood and fell into a deep sleep.

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 Wu Xian woke up from hunger.

First I pulled out my phone and checked the time. It was eight o'clock in the evening.

He vaguely smelled a fragrance, so he opened the door to look for the source of the smell, and finally saw a table of dishes in the restaurant on the first floor.

 Braised pork ribs, sweet and sour fish, double bamboo shoots in a dry pot, stir-fried rapeseed, mushroom and chicken soup, the standard four dishes and one soup, the sales are much better than what Wu Xian makes himself.

 “Where did this dish come from…”

Wu Xian looked down and saw Hei Gu looking at him longingly, sticking out her tongue and wagging her tail. She also had an apron tied around her neck.

 “You did this?”

Heigu breathed heavily and looked expectantly, seeming to indicate to Wu Xian to try it.

Wu Xian looked at the dog, then at the vegetables, then sat down numbly, not moving his chopsticks for a long time.

 “Woof woof!”

 “Don’t rush me, I’m thinking.”

How should we understand this?

 The dishes cooked by the owner were too unpalatable, so the pet cooked four dishes and one soup overnight?

Wu Xian’s mind was filled with the desire to complain.

How does this dog cook? Can dogs eat food cooked by dogs? Is it unhygienic? Has it washed its paws? Is there dog saliva in the dish?

Looking at the **** dog's darting eyes, Wu Xian really couldn't express his impolite question.

 Ding dong!

 At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Wu Xian felt relieved and hurriedly walked downstairs and opened the door.

There was a tall man standing outside the door, wearing a set of jeans, lined with a white T-shirt, and a silver necklace hanging around his neck. He had some stubble on his face, and his hair was messy and looked a bit unkempt.

“This is a detective agency, I want to find someone.”

"I have closed down a long time ago." Wu Xian waved his hand: "You can go east and turn left. There is a detective agency over there." "No, those are mediocre people. Only you can find the person I am looking for."

Wu Xian was in a good mood after being praised for a few words. In addition, he really wanted to delay the time and find an excuse not to eat the dinner cooked by Hei Gu, so he answered the conversation with a bit of bragging.

“Those guys are a bit stupid, but they are still nice people. Tell me, who are you looking for?”

 “I am Jing Ke, I am looking for Qi Zhiyong.”

Wu Xian's face suddenly fell.

Qi Zhiyong once said that they were the "Creed". He had planned to investigate this organization after a while, but he didn't expect them to come to him first.

 “Why, don’t you invite me to come in and sit for a while?”

Wu Xian was silent for a moment and stepped aside.

Jing Ke walked in carelessly and walked to the dining table to sit down. He wanted to touch Hei Gu's dog head, but was almost bitten by Hei Gu, so he retracted his hand angrily.

“Let’s get down to business first. I’ll ask you questions. Then I can answer a few questions for you.”

“First question, did you create the compressed package in Lu Yuzhu’s mobile phone?”

Wu Xian's pupils were shocked again. It seemed that the 'Creed' was related to the organization that abducted Huogai. He thought a lot in his mind, and finally spit out a word dryly.

"yes."

“Is there any information about the blessed land in the compressed package?”

"none."

 After hearing Wu Xian’s reply, Jing Ke made a phone call in front of Wu Xian.

"Xiao Lin, you can let me go. There is no risk in that compressed package. Just delete it... No thank you. This is not the first time we have cooperated..."

 After a while of business pleasantries, Jing Ke hung up the phone.

“Okay, second question, is Qi Zhiyong’s death worth it?”

Wu Xian was silent for a while: "I don't know."

 “Then consider it worth it.”

After asking these two questions, Jing Ke seemed to relax all of a sudden. He stared at the four dishes and one soup on the table: "Your food is really good. I have been running around here and there for your affairs, and I haven't done anything yet." It’s time to eat.”

Wu Xian looked strange.

 “If you want to eat, feel free to do so, but don’t be polite.”

 “I am the most rude person!”

Jing Ke happily opened the rice cooker and filled himself a large bowl of rice. Under Hei Gu's fierce gaze, he couldn't wait to eat a large piece of fish belly.

Wu Xian asked tentatively: "Can I ask questions now?"

Jing Ke took away the most perfect piece of ribs.

"how did you find me?"

“When you have the Tao and practice, you will know how I did it.”

Wu Xian nodded: "Then I understand."

 When concocting the compressed package incident, Wu Xian spent a lot of effort to erase the connection with himself.

But once the concubine possesses Tao Xing, they can use props in the real world. Jing Ke can easily identify himself as the mastermind behind the scenes as long as he performs divination. Therefore, his ability to find Wu Xian is not a technical issue at all, but a metaphysical issue.

“Then are you sure that I know the cause of Qi Zhiyong’s death was also because of Daoxing?”

 “No, it’s because of the notes.”

“The notes issued by Creed are modified from the blank ‘Yin Division Files’ brought by Creed’s seniors from the blessed land.”

“The information on the case file can only be seen by the family members, so that the information about the blessed land will not be leaked due to the loss of notes.”

“This note is also the identity of our Creed organization. As long as we are close enough, we can sense each other. You are not a Creed person, and the only member who died in Fuyuan City recently was Qi Zhiyong, who just joined.”

“Therefore I conclude that you and Qi Zhiyong participated in the same blessing, and he gave you the notes before his death.”

 (End of this chapter)