God Bestows Evil Chapter 53

Chapter 53 Yinlu Judge Cui

The process of the case is very simple.

But there are two doubts.

The first one was the weapon used by the killer. Wu Xian could not tell what specific weapon he used, but he could only roughly infer that it was a sharp blade.

The second one is the manner of death.

The way the parents, wife and daughter died was very similar to the crime process described by the prisoner undergoing mental evaluation this morning. This is definitely not a coincidence, but deliberate.

Just before Wu Xian got off work, he just learned that the prisoner had escaped from prison.

Could this be a coincidence?

Is the murderer the same prisoner he interrogated in the morning?

“No, not necessarily, maybe it's a copycat crime.”

However, no matter what the truth is.

Wu Xian had to try to get information from the authorities, otherwise it would be difficult for him to quickly avenge the doctor's family.

So Wu Xian chose a clean sofa and sat down.

Dial the emergency number 333 of this blessed place.

Haven't waited too long.

Several police cars drove over, and detectives in black uniforms took all the bodies away. Then the technical investigation department began to take photos, collect fingerprints, and collect evidence.

The body was covered with a white cloth.

Wu Xian's body felt much lighter. It seemed that Xu Ming's family members did not want his body to be placed on the ground like this.

He watched the detectives' case handling process with great interest.

The way these people handle cases is completely different from reality. Many operations are not like professionals, but more like investigative methods that laymen come up with on the brain.

Just seeing how these people handle cases gave Wu Xian a sense of superiority as a professional.

After a while.

An old detective with a big belly and a silver star on his uniform walked in. He should be the leader of these detectives. No matter in any society with normal order, the murder of a family of four is a big case.

Wu Xian secretly wiped his eyes with an onion, leaned next to the old detective, and cried out his tragic experience.

The detective patted Wu Xian on the shoulder sympathetically.

“Don't worry, doctor, we will help you catch the murderer.”

With his eyes red, Wu Xian asked for information about the first suspect: "I heard that the prisoner I conducted the appraisal on this morning escaped from prison. Can you tell me his name?"

The old detective shook his head.

Wu Xian frowned, why does this world protect the information of criminals to an excessive degree?

He was unwilling to give in and continued to ask: "What about the detective from this morning? Can I talk to him?"

The old detective's face changed slightly: "He...he is missing."

Wu Xian gave up the idea of continuing to ask.

It seems that there is nothing useful to ask from the old detective. He needs to find an opportunity to 'borrow' some information.

With the completion of the investigation.

　　The agents left one after another, and they all evacuated under Wu Xian's confused eyes.

"that's all?"

Wu Xian didn't know how to complain. How could any law enforcement department leave the survivors of the murder case at the crime scene and leave...

After a while.

The old detective turned back and spoke to Wu Xian seriously.

“I have seen your eyes like this, and I know that you will not let the murderer go... If you are willing to give up your current life, I can give you a chance for revenge.”

Wu Xian's eyes moved slightly.

He pretended to look sad, pointed at the blood-soaked room, bit his lip and growled.

“What kind of life can I have now?”

The old detective took a deep breath, as if he had made a difficult decision.

"If that's the case, then you come to the Investigation Bureau. I will appoint you as the detective and let you take charge of this case." "What the **** is this?"

this time.

Wu Xian was completely confused.

To Wu Xian, letting the victim's family members serve as detectives is simply illogical, a ridiculous child's play, and an unreasonable fantasy.

The old detective quickly gave Wu Xian an explanation.

The laws of this world advocate handling cases from the perspective of the victim, and the person who can most empathize with the victim is the victim himself, so the victim is often encouraged to participate in the arrest.

This is a legal explanation.

The reality is that the Investigation Bureau has been seriously short of personnel recently, and the detective in charge of this case has disappeared. They are in urgent need of manpower to handle the case. If Wu Xian does not participate, this case may be temporarily shelved.

Wu Xian has been helping identify mental patients, and he has long been regarded as half of his own, and everyone in the investigation bureau has deep sympathy for Wu Xian, so the old detective used his power to help Wu Xian.

But even after hearing the explanation, Wu Xian still felt it was too far-fetched.

Just when he was hesitating, a message suddenly flashed in his eyes.

　　【You have found clues to avenge your family, and decided to accept the detective's invitation. You will report to the investigation bureau tomorrow morning, vowing to catch the real culprit as soon as possible. 】

“Okay, I'll go take up my post tomorrow morning!”

Wu Xian had no choice but to agree and watch the fat old detective drive away.

Until this time.

Wu Xiancai realized where the sense of dissonance he had always felt came from.

He had always thought that this blessed land was very free, unlike the previous blessed land where he could only move within a small range.

But now it seems that this blessed land is not free at all!

All his actions seem to have a huge push behind him, pushing him on the established route. He seems to have many choices, but in fact every step is arranged.

Whether it's a hospital.

It's still family.

Or the Bureau of Investigation and the streets.

Everything in this blessed land does not seem to have developed normally, but more like a virtual world forcibly generated by a layman who provided some basic settings!

This layman does not understand medical treatment, does not understand how to investigate a case, and does not understand all aspects of the world.

“That's why the streets are so monotonous…”

“That's not right either.”

“According to my findings in reality, the world in the Blessed Land should also be real, as real as the real world…”

Wu Xian stood at the door and thought for a long time.

No results were obtained.

He was going to clean up the room first. Without cleaning up the murder scene, it would be difficult for him to get a good sleep tonight.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw three statues of gods!

Center of the living room.

I don't know when a long red sandalwood table appeared. On the long table were three statues of gods. On the table were three incense sticks, a red candle incense burner and other items, as well as a lighter to prevent Wu Xian from lighting the incense. .

The three statues of gods all look the same.

He has a rhinoceros horn wrapped around his head and a black yarn around his waist. He holds a tooth wat in his hand and wears a robe. He has a dark face and a long beard. He holds a book of life and death in one hand and a pen of ecstasy in the other. Under his feet are corpses and bones mixed together.

This is the local official - Judge Yinlu Cui.

“Judge Cui…”

Judge Cui was not among the sixteen common statues of gods, which reminded Wu Xian of the notes Qi Zhiyong gave him.

It says that besides the sixteen gods, statues of gods are rare, and they are mostly related to the special rules of the blessed land.

The appearance of Judge Cui.

Does it mean that the rules of this blessed land are significantly different from those of other blessed lands?

Judge Cui.

From Chapter 10 of Journey to the West.

Hearing this, Taizong looked up and saw the man with black gauze on his head and rhinoceros horns around his waist. There is a soft black gauze belt on the head, and the rhinoceros horn around the waist is like a gold box. Holding a tooth wat in his hand, the auspicious mist condenses, and he wears a robe to hide the auspicious light.

Wearing a pair of powder-soled boots, you can ascend to the clouds and mist; carrying a book of life and death, you are destined to live or die. The sideburns are fluffy and flutter around the ears, and the beard is flying around the cheeks. He used to be the prime minister of Tang Dynasty, but now he is in charge of affairs and serves the king of hell.

(End of this chapter)

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