Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 135 The Murderer (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month!)

"Rescued?"

When Han Su suddenly woke up, he still felt a sense of disbelief.

Looking up at the clock opposite me, and down at the wisps of steam rising from the coffee table, the realism of life enveloped me.

Only then did he suddenly become so excited that he trembled all over, as if a fire was burning in his chest.

The excitement he felt when he and the two of them stumbled out of the castle was still vivid in his memory.

An indescribable sense of excitement was surging stronger and stronger into his heart.

He sat motionless on the sofa as if to confirm that this was not a hallucination. After sitting for a long time, he suddenly stood up, unable to control the trembling of his hands, and pulled his second-hand computer off the desk. Because he was too excited, his fingers pressed the wrong keys several times in a row.

He finally managed to press Enter, and old news about the kidnapping case from ten years ago came into view. He suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion.

She slowly sat back down on the sofa, then covered her face and burst into laughter, her whole body trembling with the sound.

"Rescued!"

The news reports from ten years ago about the abduction of twenty-five children have changed. Now, the reports clearly state that "to date, twenty-three children have not been found, and the police are intensifying their inquiries into the sole survivor."

The number of missing children has now increased to twenty-three, and two more have escaped the castle.

Although she could have rescued four people, the old butler stopped her. But this time, she rescued two people right in front of him, following her own plan. This time, she successfully outmaneuvered the old butler...

This is good, exceptionally good.

The repression that had been flickering countless times before suddenly turned into a frenzied joy, as if diluting the heavy weariness.

He laughed for a long time before slowly regaining his composure and pulling over his suitcase first.

Upon opening it, the countdown timer on the mechanical fragment had changed from pointing to "zero" to pointing to "eight".

Another countdown has begun.

But compared to the panic and unease he felt each time before, Han Su's feelings this time were different.

The anxiety I felt wasn't that severe.

Even seeing the gruesome burn scar on his right wrist, he only felt...

...Hmm? A scar?
Han Su paused slightly, then quickly rolled up his sleeves and looked down to examine himself. He saw that the back of his right hand, wrist, and even his entire arm had large areas of burn marks.

The sleeve was rolled up to the elbow, so I couldn't even see the scar completely.

He stood up, went to the bathroom mirror, took off his shirt, and looked in the mirror. He saw the burn scar that had spread from his right arm to his shoulder and chest.

It was grotesque and ugly, with wrinkled skin, presenting a brownish twist and shock.

If you don't look closely, you might mistake it for a dragon that extends past its shoulders.

"Was it the old steward who set me on fire before I escaped the castle?"

Han Su frowned, pondering deeply, as fragments of memories related to this scar began to enter his mind.

This scar didn't bring much change to his life. The burn wasn't actually serious. Although the area was frightening, the burn wasn't deep, so it didn't cause too much trouble for his body or the mobility of his right arm.

It's just a little inconvenient when wearing short sleeves.

Compared to rescuing two children, he didn't really care about the minor burns; instead, another thought vaguely surfaced:
'Is this burn scar also considered a form of contact? Could it bring me new, mysterious power?'

'...'

This time, I'm a little unsure.

Previously, both his right eye and left hand were scratched by the monster itself, which was considered deep contact. But this time, he was burned by the flames inside the castle, which the old butler had brought with him. What's more, he started the fire himself...

...But then again, the source of the fire was the candle on the ninth floor, lit by Princess Mononoke herself. Could it also have some mysterious properties?
Thinking about it this way, whether it can activate new mysterious powers is somewhat uncertain.

'The gods have issued a decree...'

He gazed at himself in the mirror, silently recited a fisherman's song, and vaguely felt the activation of the spiritual ocean in his mind, and also felt the burn scar slightly burning.

But that's all; nothing has changed.

'Perhaps I should find another opportunity to leave the city and then try to activate it again with all my might?'

He vaguely began to have an idea.

Now that Miss Ai has reminded me, and with that mutated monster now fully transformed, I actually feel unsafe in the vast Qinggang, so I can't just casually recite the fishermen's chant.

Once you're outside the city, it's different. You can shout it out and feel that sense of complete mental activation.

Whether this burn scar holds a new, mysterious power, perhaps only time will tell.

Slowly putting his clothes back on, Han Su sat back on the sofa, picked up his laptop again, and quickly typed in the relevant search information. This was the first time he had felt such intense joy after leaving the castle. This joy was different from when he rescued Wei Lan, because that time it was a combination of chance and accident.

This time, however, he was saved by his own plan and actions. Compared to that, what are these minor burns?
Unfortunately, there was no one to share this joy with.

At this moment, what he cared about most was the condition of the two children he had rescued.

Having learned his lesson from Wei Lan's incident, he had meticulously recorded the identities of the remaining children through various reports, even matching them with their childhood appearances. He had also tried his best to remember the names of those whose details were vague.

At this moment, I clearly remember the identities of the two children who were rescued.

One is Rong Qiyue, a wealthy young master from the seawall city and the heir to the ancient Rong family business.

The other one is the bowl cut hairstyle.

His real name is Chen Ji. His family is quite famous in Qinggang and is a family with a certain status, although it is not as well-known as the Xu family and the Magic Box Group.

But if Han Su remembers correctly, the current mayor of Qinggang City is also surnamed Chen.

In short, both of them come from wealthy families. Now that they've escaped the kidnapping case, they've entered a new chapter in their lives. Such precious children are often the kind of people the media is eager to follow and report on, so you should be able to find information about them in the news.

Soon, relevant information popped up on the webpage. There was very little information about Rong Qiyue of Haidi City, but there were quite a few reports about his family business, which seemed to be thriving and was currently investing in an ancient ruins excavation project located between Qinggang and Haidi City.

"Excavation of ruins?"

Han Su's gaze fell on the news article, and he paused slightly.

In the past, being outside the mysterious circle, I naturally couldn't understand how impactful such a seemingly ordinary news item could be.

The various ancient ruins that existed in this world before the reconstruction era all represent one historical secret after another. Even the most amazing mechanical fragment in my hand was excavated from a similar ruin.

Against this mysterious backdrop, any ancient relic represents immense value and secrecy.

This kind of industry can be classified as taboo. Not to mention being rich or powerful, one must have crossed a certain social class to be qualified to get involved. And the Rong family is actually in this category.

He remained silent for a while, then started searching for news about bowl cuts. After glancing at it, he suddenly froze on the spot.

I thought I was seeing things, so I rubbed my eyes and looked again.

"What the hell?"

"..."

He had thought of this and that, but he never expected it to turn out this way.

News reports about the bowl cut hairstyle are so easy to find, they're everywhere.

The content of each news report was almost identical:

The wealthy young master surnamed Chen has been sentenced to death by the Central City High Court for committing murder in public. His death represents a further improvement in the rule of law in Qinggang City and demonstrates that the Public Security Bureau's attitude of never compromising with capital is not just empty words.

"?"

Han Su was stunned for a long time.

What the hell is going on? The person I went through so much trouble to rescue has already been executed for committing a crime?
Did I search correctly?

He hurriedly read the following report carefully. The man with the bowl cut, or rather, the second young master of the Chen family, had gotten into a fight four years ago at the Blue Shield Bar over who was picking up a girl who had died. When he was beaten by the other party, he went berserk, grabbed a dagger, and stabbed seven people to death.

Even after news reporters arrived, he stabbed one of them to death in front of the cameras.

Because the matter was so egregious, he was quickly arrested by the Public Security Bureau, tried swiftly, and executed by firing squad after a year in custody.

This incident caused a huge uproar, with news coverage everywhere, and its influence even rivaled that of the kidnapping case ten years ago.

It's true that many people make the news for murder, but it's rare for murder to be broadcast live.

Even now, this guy's name is still synonymous with evil. In fact, even in the fragments of memory that Han Su flashed back this time, there were traces of this case, but based on the details of the memory alone, he was still unable to connect it with the pot-headed guy.

"He's really dead?"

Sitting on the sofa, Han Su pondered silently: The man with the bowl cut comes from a good family, and it seems that he was also passively involved in that murder case. Why wouldn't his family try to save his life?
Given such a family background, how many people would be law-abiding? Even if he really did commit murder, they would probably spend money to protect him, right? But judging from the reports, it does seem that his family is afraid and has gone into hiding due to public pressure.

The entire process was one-sided, with a rapid arrest, trial, and execution completed in less than a year.

There is absolutely no indication of any involvement from his family.

In fact, the entire process was deliberately sped up.

Could it be...

A thought suddenly flashed through Han Su's mind: the Disaster Management Bureau has always been selecting people from among death row inmates.

Is this guy perhaps in Group D7?

(End of this chapter)