Start By Parsing The Sun

Chapter 27: Being a little ugly actually has its benefits

In addition to feathers, the soul connection established between the Spirit Mark and the Blue Warbler is also a kind of "association," and it is a very strong association.

Everything that exists leaves a trace.

Although the Blue Warbler was killed and the connection was severed, from a transcendent perspective, it still left a deep mark.

This is also an important associative object.

The combined force of these two associative objects actually allowed the All-Knowing Eye to break through a certain limitation, and the feedback illusion became much clearer than before.

Cheng Han immediately saw the following scene:

On a lush evergreen tree, a small bird stood quietly on a slender branch.

Although it was partially obscured by leaves, its light blue feathers still revealed a slightly different color.

At this moment, the little bird suddenly took a few steps.

In the midst of the green, this touch of blue flickered.

Then, something strange happened.

A large mass of ink-black shadow appeared out of thin air next to the tree trunk, and a black vine shot out like thunder, piercing through the canopy.

"Crash~"

The vine and the branches made a loud noise as they rubbed against each other.

In the blink of an eye, the vine retracted.

Where the blue bird was, there was only emptiness, and even the branch had disappeared.

The shadow on the ground silently disappeared.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

This sudden change frightened the birds in the vicinity, causing them to scatter and fly away.

After a moment, the illusion dissipated.

A message flashed: "Proficiency +4, current proficiency is 114/1000, mental value is 9.4/14.6."

Cheng Han's expression became solemn. "The Blue Warbler was at least ten meters away from the house, but Qin Zicheng was able to kill it from a distance. This kid's methods are much more terrifying than I expected.

"The strange shadow on the ground gives me a feeling very similar to a ghost hand. It seems that my speculation is correct, and this is most likely the power of an otherworldly god."

He turned to look at the black cat, his tone carrying a hint of relief. "Detective, it's a good thing you're a plain black cat."

The black cat let out a puzzled meow.

Cheng Han looked at the two surviving birds and commented, "Being a little ugly actually has its benefits."

As the name suggests, the Sparrow with Gray Spots had feathers that were gray all over, making it inconspicuous, and the White-Clawed Crow was completely black, except for its white claws.

They were able to escape unscathed, which was related to their low-key appearance.

Cheng Han beckoned to the black cat. "Detective, it seems like you'll have to work hard tonight."

The black cat wagged its tail. "Meow."

As a cat willing to take on tasks, it didn't mind working hard. Besides, every time it did something for its owner, it could enjoy a big meal.

Not a bad deal!

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but glance at the wooden barrel.

Cheng Han couldn't help but laugh. "After we finish dealing with Qin Zicheng, I'll make you a complete roasted rabbit, and I'll use fruitwood to roast it."

Fruitwood carries a natural fragrance, giving the food a unique flavor.

The black cat licked its mouth and excitedly meowed.

Its favorite thing was various kinds of roasted meat.

Cheng Han began to explain the plan. "Detective, I need you to quietly gather some items from the vicinity of Qin Zicheng's house.

"Whether it's mud from the yard, stems and leaves of plants, or other things, bring back a sample of anything. It will be very useful to me."

Although these items may not seem important, they are imbued with human scent and can serve as associative objects for deduction.

The vine that emerged from the shadow can only mean that Qin Zicheng is a dangerous person.

And the abnormal situations encountered by ordinary people can prove that this person poses a great threat to society, enough to prompt the authorities to launch a thunderous strike.

In short, let Qin Zicheng never be able to turn the tables!

The black cat responded with a meow.

Cheng Han emphasized, "Remember, don't get within twenty meters... no, thirty meters of Qin Zicheng's house."

The black cat nodded earnestly.

It understood that a bird that didn't come back probably encountered something terrible, so it would naturally stay away from dangerous places.

Cheng Han opened the door. "Go!"

The black cat quickly darted out.

*

Over the next four hours, the black cat ran back and forth three times, truly exhausted.

There was no other way.

Around Qinzicheng's home, there were at least thirty households, and the police chief couldn't carry too many items, so he could only make multiple trips back and forth.

In addition to the items mentioned by the owner, the cat also brought back some strange things.

For example, a palm-sized piece of red fabric.

From the style, it seemed to be women's intimate clothing.

Cheng Han picked up the fabric and sighed lightly, "Chief, please don't bring back this kind of thing anymore. I don't want to be seen as a pervert."

The black cat tilted its head and meowed.

It didn't quite understand why its owner was so averse to just a piece of fabric.

"Hoo!"

A flame burst from Cheng Han's hand.

The red fabric instantly turned into ashes, burning more than ten times faster than normal.

This was to destroy the "evidence."

The black cat shook its tail, feeling a bit regretful.

In its opinion, this thing had many uses. It could be used to wipe tables or wash dishes. Why burn it?

Using these related items, Cheng Han conducted multiple simulations.

Due to limited mental energy and the overwhelming tasks, he had to use the breathing technique to enter a deep sleep, barely managing to hold on.

After completing the tenth simulation, Cheng Han's face was filled with shock. "The problem is even more serious than I imagined."

Here are a few examples:

In one household, whenever their five-year-old child slept in the past half month, they would hear a strange voice calling their name repeatedly.

A couple had experienced a bizarre dream multiple times, where a person engulfed in black flames led them through a dark forest.

Another resident dreamed of walking alone on a dark land. Every time they looked into the distance, they saw what seemed to be a giant statue on the horizon.

These were not isolated cases.

It was a common occurrence.

Confirmed!

Things like "black flames" and "statues" that sounded strange were definitely related to the ancient god, indicating Qinzicheng's grand plan.

What was most intriguing was that the affected families chose to remain silent and did not disclose any information to the public.

Without exception.

After pondering for a while, Cheng Han thought of the most likely possibility. "There must be some kind of extraordinary power that has planted a mental suggestion in these people."

He checked his attributes and found that his proficiency had increased by 24 points, and his skill progress had reached 138/1000. He felt quite satisfied. "It's not in vain that I worked so hard."

*

Three o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Han gave the black cat its final task. "Chief, there are many 'night owls' in the city. Go catch a few and bring them back. I need them for something big."

Night owls were a gregarious species of birds in this world that were active at night.

He added, "Remember to catch them from different flocks."

The black cat meowed and went to work without complaint.

Before long, three more "victim birds" appeared in the house.

Using the residual imprint, Cheng Han controlled them and let them go.

He looked up at the night sky and said, "School starts tomorrow, and I don't want to be in the same school as Qinzicheng. The best way is to make him disappear tonight."

"Meow."

The black cat earnestly echoed.

*

Several miles away.

A night owl returned to its flock.

It let out a few "caw" sounds and flapped its wings, taking off.

The other thirty-plus night owls, as if influenced by a mysterious force, flew up one after another, closely following behind the first one.

They flew for a distance and then joined two other flocks of night owls, forming a flock of over a hundred birds.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The sound of flapping wings filled the night sky.

It seemed to herald the upcoming performance of a grand play.

(End of this chapter)