Chapter 170 Death and Injury
Taking out his cell phone, Jiang Yao looked at the caller ID on the screen.

The person who called was Fang Jieting. After a slight hesitation, he pressed the answer button and connected the call.

"Ayao, are you off work? Where are you now?" Fang Jieting's voice was the first to sound on the phone.

"It's almost midnight, they must have finished get off work."

"I'm not in a good mood, so I'm taking a ride outside. What's wrong, Jie Ting, is there something wrong?" Jiang Yao responded by making up an excuse.

This woman was always afraid that I would do something wrong, so during the day, she even went to Jinxia Building and stayed with me for a few hours.

Jiang Yao naturally didn't want to let her know that he was doing this with Uncle Lin at the moment.

"Something big happened at the West Kowloon Police Station. Can you come over now?" Fang Jieting continued tentatively.

"If the sky falls, the tall man will hold it up."

"Something happened at your police station. What does it have to do with me?"

"I'm just a small uniformed police officer. I'm tired after a day's work and need to take a rest. If you have nothing else, I'll hang up first." Without making any comment, Jiang Yao curled his lips and hung up the phone.

In order to avoid receiving any unknown calls, he even turned off his phone.

Jiang Yao had never been to the West Kowloon Police Station.

After get off work, he felt that the spiritual imprint left on Uncle Lin had left the police station and was constantly moving. He just took the lead and blocked Uncle Lin's way.

It goes without saying that the big thing Fang Jieting mentioned must have been done by Uncle Lin when he escaped from the police station.

In this world, countless people die every day due to various accidents. Jiang Yao is not a savior. What does the big incident at the police station have to do with him?
Go over there to save lives? Show off in front of the top police officers? Maybe you can get some credit, but how can this benefit be compared to the more than 100 million mentioned by Uncle Lin?

"For practitioners like me, only if we gain the favor of the ancestors can we develop extraordinary powers."

"If you break the oath you made to the master, the master will be disgusted and punish you. At the very least, your strength will be destroyed, and at the worst, you will die."

"There is no need for me to explain these essential cultivation common sense. Jiang Yaozu, you should know them clearly."

"In order to prevent any trouble from happening, and to prevent you from turning your back on me after you get all my assets, swearing an oath to the ancestor is a necessary procedure."

"If you have thought it over, swear now!"

After seeing Jiang Yao hang up the phone, Uncle Lin laughed and spoke.

Falling into the hands of Chen Changqing and his men, he became arrogant and wanton because he had enough confidence to escape from the police station.

But when he was caught by Jiang Yao and saw the scene of his most trusted little boy A Da being eaten alive by him, he had no other thoughts in his mind and only wanted to stay alive.

Be it the oath or all his assets, Uncle Lin did not hide anything.

After all, money can be earned again. With his ability, he can still live a prosperous life even if he leaves Hong Kong. But if he loses his life, then he will be left with nothing.

"Master, I, Jiang Yaozu, swear here that as long as Uncle Lin gives me all his little ghosts and all his assets, I will show mercy and spare his life..."

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yao started swearing cleanly and neatly.

He doesn’t even have a master, so how can he have any ancestor?

Besides, he is Jiang Yao, not Jiang Yaozu.

If he could earn more than 100 million yuan by making such a vow once, he would definitely not hesitate even if he was asked to make it eight or ten times a day.

It’s a pity that Uncle Lin doesn’t know any of this.

Seeing Jiang Yao solemnly swearing to the sky, he nodded with satisfaction: "I have a house nearby, and all the evidence of my assets is there."

"Come on, I'll take you there. Once we get there, I'll hand over everything I promised you without missing a single detail."

After greeting Jiang Yao, Uncle Lin walked quickly towards the front of the alley.

As for Jiang Yao, he was a man of great skill and courage. He followed Uncle Lin closely, and the two of them soon disappeared into the night.

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The West Kowloon Police Station is brightly lit at this moment.

Several ambulances were parked under the police station building. Medical staff, wearing full protective suits and wrapping themselves tightly, transported the injured to the ambulances one by one.

People in plain clothes and military uniforms came in and out of the police station in groups.

"Waste, then Chen Changqing is absolutely waste."

"He knew that Lin Yongcang was most likely a sorcerer, but after arresting him, he did not keep him under strict supervision and even detained him alone in the detention room. This is a serious dereliction of duty."

"Mr. Zhao, you are in charge of the criminal team. You have caused such a big mess. Tell me, how should this matter be handled?"

In a small meeting room, Chief Superintendent Sun Jinzhong, the highest person in charge of the West Kowloon Police Station, was furious and slammed the table several times at his subordinates. Just now, he received news that Lin Yongcang had escaped by himself, and six people in their police station had lost all traces of life and were confirmed dead because of this person.

As for the injured, there were more than a dozen of them. Among them, several medical staff were penetrated by the insects transformed from the black gas due to improper protection. Then they felt cold and fell to the ground unconscious.

The injured who had been sent to nearby hospitals for emergency treatment had very strange symptoms, and the equipment in the hospital could not detect any abnormalities at all.

Faced with this situation, the hospital is helpless. If the situation continues to develop, it may not be long before all the injured become dead.

The suspect escaped, and the police station suffered heavy casualties. Even Sun Jinzhong himself will definitely be held accountable by the Police Department.

What made him even more helpless was that he didn't know how to explain this to his superiors!
After all, black magic is something that only exists in legends, and it is hard to believe that it actually exists for people who have not seen it with their own eyes.

If he were to write a report saying that the casualties among the police officers in the police station were caused by black magic, the senior police officers above would definitely scold him.

"Sir, I have already ordered Chen Changqing to suspend his duties and await investigation."

"The Criminal Investigation Team 1 is basically useless..." The person who spoke was Senior Superintendent Zhao Changfeng, who was in charge of the Criminal Investigation Department.

When his subordinates got into trouble, as their leader, he had to take the blame, whether he wanted to or not.

Before he finished speaking, Sun Jinzhong interrupted him: "I am here to ask you how to solve the problem, not to listen to your complaints."

"There are still more than a dozen injured people outside. The most urgent task now is how to rescue these people."

"If we don't get this sorted out first, not to mention you, I, the director, might even have to resign."

As he spoke, he slapped the table in front of him again.

After scolding Zhao Changfeng, Sun Jinzhong's angry eyes began to scan the faces of the other police inspectors in the conference room.

"Sir, if we want to save the injured, my inspector Fang Jieting seems to have some ideas about this. Do you need me to call her over and hear what she has to say?"

Feeling a little insecure, he didn't even dare to look Sun Jinzhong in the eye. After a while, Superintendent Huang of the anti-drug team found it hard to bear the pressure, so he gritted his teeth and made a suggestion.

"That desperate Inspector Fang? Does she know about black magic? Since she has this idea, let her in!" Sun Jinzhong gave Superintendent Huang a glare and gave the order quickly.

The hospital was helpless in dealing with the conditions of the injured.

Regardless of whether the Inspector Fang mentioned by Superintendent Huang has the ability to solve the black magic, it is better to listen to her ideas than to sit here and do nothing.

"Hello, Sir, and all the superiors!" A few minutes later, Fang Jieting appeared in the conference room and saluted everyone present.

Because her body had not fully recovered, she did not work overtime tonight and returned home early.

However, in the middle of the night, after receiving the news that an incident occurred at the West Kowloon Police Station, she, who was very career-oriented, naturally rushed over as soon as possible.

"How should we deal with the injured? Inspector Fang, tell us what you think!"

At this moment, there was no time to waste. Inspector Huang, Fang Jieting's direct superior, spoke up and gave the order immediately.

"Yeah!" Fang Jieting nodded: "A good friend of mine knows some strange things. If we want to save the injured, he might have a way."

"His name is Jiang Yaozu. He is a senior police officer in the uniformed unit of Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station. He was the one who arrested Lin Yongcang himself. He also found the notebook that was the key evidence."

"Before, I was going to find him and ask him to come to the police station to take a look, but unfortunately, after get off work, he disappeared and I couldn't even get through to him on the phone."

……

Fang Jieting still knows what to say and what not to say.

In front of Sun Jinzhong and others, she truthfully recounted all the contributions Jiang Yao had made. As for the fact that Jiang Yao was unwilling to come over and even hung up on her when she called him, she just needed to know it herself and would definitely not tell it at this time.

Jiang Yao naturally didn't know what she had done.

In Mong Kok, in a large house with a balcony of 70 to 80 square meters.

With a muffled "puff..." sound, a statue of a little ghost in front of Uncle Lin exploded and turned into powder.

"Uncle Lin, if you don't want to hand over the little ghost to me, then just say so."

"Is it fun for you to do all these things under my nose?" Jiang Yao looked coldly at Uncle Lin in front of him, very dissatisfied and snorted.

I followed Uncle Lin back here and asked him to summon a little ghost for me. That guy successfully summoned one, allowing me to satisfy my appetite again.

But later on, it was clearly the same routine, the little ghost hiding in the statue could not be summoned out.

The statue that suddenly exploded on its own because of Uncle Lin’s summons was already the third one.

(End of this chapter)

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