Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

Leng Yimeng walked down the street, constantly pondering a question.

If she were to encounter the demonic figure responsible for the recent atrocities, what would be the outcome?

The most likely result, of course, would be death; she was no match for this fiend.

She currently possessed the cultivation of the Upper Qi Sea Realm, having cultivated a pure and refined True Qi, making her a "peerless genius" among her generation.

However, the deceased retainer of the magistrate's manor was also at the Qi Sea Realm.

Qi Sea Realm martial artists have True Qi protecting their bodies, making it difficult for ordinary hidden weapons to penetrate their flesh, yet that retainer was shot full of holes.

And with the most difficult to master Sword Finger technique.

This indicated that the perpetrator was at least at the Spirit Communication Realm above the Qi Sea Realm, and likely not a beginner.

She and her sister working together could barely reach the level of a beginner in the Spirit Communication Realm.

Which meant that even if she and her sister joined forces, they would not be a match for the opponent.

Besides being killed, there was a second possibility: being captured alive and then tortured.

The motive behind this fiend's killings, and the act of meticulously checking the accounts before killing the magistrate, suggested a sense of seemingly proper, yet absurdly deranged madness.

Such a person was capable of anything; several goddess-detective predecessors in the Pure Qi Division's history who met tragic ends had encountered this type of "very reasonable" fiend.

In the martial world, the evil and heretical individuals stronger than Leng Yimeng were not frightening; what was truly terrifying was someone who was both strong and insane.

As a goddess-detective, what kind of torment and manipulation would she be subjected to if captured by such a fiend was difficult to imagine.

Especially with this fiend's fingers being so formidable.

Thinking of this, Leng Yimeng felt as if the sky above the small city had darkened considerably.

She was afraid, but the duty of a goddess-detective compelled her to complete the process.

Leng Yimeng walked down the street, not as brave and proactive as she had been during previous investigations.

Before, when investigating cases, she had been known to dislike a culprit's methods so much that she would stay awake for five days and five nights, searching every corner of a city with tens of thousands of people, eventually discovering the culprit in a sewer.

But this time, she simply intended to quickly complete the procedure and leave.

Duan Yun was grinding medicine when he saw the large-chested goddess-detective.

He was preparing tonics for the young mistress of the Zhao family.

He likely now had the strength to imprison this goddess-detective, but he was still somewhat worried.

What if, after being imprisoned, this goddess-detective stubbornly refused to listen to his reasoning?

He couldn't possibly kill this righteous goddess-detective, could he?

Duan Yun was, after all, a kind-hearted gynecologist who would never kill without a reason, especially such a rare good person.

He would inevitably have to provide food and lodging, which would be a troublesome matter.

Duan Yun couldn't help but put down the pestle and mortar, observing the movements outside.

Judging from the goddess-detective's demeanor, she seemed to be on a routine patrol, not specifically targeting him.

However, Duan Yun was prepared to imprison her at any moment, after all, the cellar had just been renovated last night.

The last time he went to observe, this large-chested goddess-detective was wearing ordinary-style close-fitting attire, but this time she had put on that uniform that resembled a flying fish suit.

Duan Yun liked this uniform very much; he was able to quickly master "Grasping Sparrow's Tail" thanks to the inspiration he got from her tailored uniform.

This uniform, paired with the goddess-detective's high ponytail, made her look heroic and valiant.

Of course, it also made her chest look bigger.

Duan Yun sat at the door, quietly observing her.

He had to admit, it made him even more curious about the outside world.

Because the craftsmanship of the goddess-detective's clothing alone far surpassed everything he had seen before.

He definitely couldn't find clothing of this quality in Linshui City or Qingcha Village.

What was the outside world like?

At this moment, the purple-clad constable beside Leng Yimeng said, "Chief, the one sitting at the door of the pharmacy is a gynecologist."

The fact that the culprit had twice impersonated a doctor to commit the crime was something they needed to pay attention to.

Leng Yimeng glanced at Duan Yun at the door and immediately denied it, "It's not him."

"Why?" the purple-clad subordinate asked for guidance.

"He dares to openly stare at my chest, so he naturally has nothing to hide," Leng Yimeng gave as her reason.

"I see."

The purple-clad constable thought it made sense and quickly noted it down.

In the future, men who dared to openly stare at the chief's chest were generally not the culprits.

As a result, Leng Yimeng stopped and looked back again.

Because it was only then that she realized she had seen this gynecologist before.

Duan Yun also gave her a warm smile.

"You go look ahead, I'll go ask about the situation," Leng Yimeng instructed, walking straight towards Duan Yun.

"So it's you," Leng Yimeng said.

Duan Yun replied, "Goddess-detective, it is I."

He had already confirmed from the gap in her collar that this was that girl who was so easily led astray.

"This is your pharmacy?" Leng Yimeng asked, puzzled.

Duan Yun said, "It was passed down from my father."

"So you're a doctor, no wonder you said my sister had more internal heat than me that day," Leng Yimeng said coldly.

Duan Yun took the initiative to ask, "Goddess-detective, are you here to investigate the magistrate's case?"

Leng Yimeng nodded, "Yes."

Duan Yun continued, "I heard from the neighbors that the culprit is very powerful."

"More than just powerful."

"Then how does he compare to the Red Mansion Fairy I encountered that day?"

"The Red Mansion Fairy is not worth mentioning."

"Then isn't it very dangerous?"

"Of course."

Compared to her sister Leng Yixue, Leng Yimeng was actually a bit of a chatterbox, otherwise she wouldn't have told Duan Yun so much about the martial world that night.

These past few days while investigating the case, the thought that the demonic figure might not have left yet made Leng Yimeng feel immense pressure.

So she really wanted to talk to someone to relieve the pressure.

But her sister wasn't here, and she couldn't tell her subordinates many things, while this young doctor in front of her was a good choice.

Because the man in front of her was pleasing to the eye, which could make people feel happy, and he was also someone she knew, and not from the same world.

Just like what she had said to him before—"You don't need to ask my name, asking won't do you any good, it will only add to your delusions. Although you look good, you are not worthy of me, my family won't agree, and I won't like you."

Since they weren't from the same world, she didn't have too many scruples when confiding in him.

"This culprit is very strange, not comparable to ordinary evil and heretical individuals, it can be said that he is a very extreme demonic figure," Leng Yimeng confided.

Duan Yun questioned, "Is he that extreme? He feels very ordinary compared to the Red Mansion Fairy."

Damn it, I am acting on behalf of Heaven, yet in this girl's eyes, I'm a demonic figure.

He had the urge to knock her over with a finger, then lock her in the cellar to train her, bah, lock her in the cellar to reason with her properly.

Leng Yimeng sighed, "You don't understand evil, let alone how terrifying this kind of demonic figure is."

Could she tell him that the prototypes of the broken goddess-detectives in those forbidden books had encountered this kind of demonic figure?

"Alright, I have things to do, don't tell anyone about what I talked about with you today," Leng Yimeng reminded.

"Okay."

"By the way, your name is Duan Yun."

"Yes."

"But I still won't tell you my name, for the same reason, gynecologist."

After that, Leng Yimeng left.

Duan Yun looked at the back of the large-chested goddess-detective as she left, thinking that this woman was becoming more and more annoying.

Who the hell is interested in your name.

Also, my behavior of eliminating unreasonable fees, if not considered chivalrous and righteous, or upholding justice, it shouldn't be considered a demonic figure, right?

For a moment, Duan Yun had the urge to tie her up and debate with her.

But he still held back.

The reason why he was misunderstood was because he hadn't done enough chivalrous deeds, not big enough, once he had done the things of "benevolent doctor, spreading martial arts throughout the world" well, and his name was known throughout the world, everything would change.

At that time, when this annoying girl heard my name again, she would definitely feel ashamed for misunderstanding me today.

Yes, Duan Yun, who does not change his name or his surname, will definitely become a clear stream in this world of killing and raping!

For a moment, Duan Yun's desire to "eliminate the filth of the world, and spread martial arts throughout the world" became clearer.