I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

Early that morning, Su Wuchen got up.

Today was the day Su Wuming returned to school. He got up early, prepared breakfast, and then knocked on Su Wuming's door.

"Go back and cultivate diligently."

"We're not troublemakers, but we're not afraid of trouble either. If you really run into something you can't handle, just give me a call..."

At the dinner table, Su Wuchen kept nagging, like an old woman.

Su Wuming simply nodded repeatedly without saying anything more.

After breakfast, Su Wuchen called a car and took Su Wuming to the station.

The station is very large, with people coming and going.

Su Wuchen escorted Su Wuming to the platform and repeatedly instructed him, "After you go to school, don't do any more part-time jobs. My current salary is enough to support your cultivation."

"elder brother……"

Su Wuming looked at him in surprise, "How did you know?"

Su Wuchen chuckled and patted Su Wuming's arm. "I'm not stupid. You never knew how to cook when you were little, but now you can plate food and cook dishes. You're even better at chopping vegetables than I am."

Su Wuming: "..."

Su Wuchen lowered his voice slightly, "I put five thousand yuan in your backpack, along with the three thousand you brought back before. Don't lose them."

"elder brother……"

"Just focus on your spiritual practice; you don't need to worry about money."

Su Wuchen patted Su Wuming on the shoulder, "I won't say any more nonsense, let's get in the car."

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Su Wuming nodded, and as he got into the car, he turned back and said, "Brother, if anything happens, don't act rashly. Wait for me to come back!"

"understood."

Su Wuchen smiled and nodded, watching Su Wuming get into the car and leave.

The train rumbled along, carrying a carriage full of passengers, heading towards its next destination.

Su Wuchen smiled, waved, and turned to walk out of the station.

Ding ding ding.

"Su, the burial corpse, it's time to come to work at the yamen."

"That constable is so unreliable! He's only been resting for a few days!"

They were supposed to stay at the Wang family's house for a few more days to collect their travel allowance, but instead they were called back in such a hurry.

"Something's happened, someone's died again."

Zhao Fei said in a low voice, "Those who died were all cultivators."

"Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wuchen took a taxi to the yamen (government office).

When they arrived at the yamen, most of the people were present, especially the head constable Wang Chen, whose face looked rather grim.

How can one cultivate oneself without dying?

But the fact that they kept dying on his turf was infuriating.

"What's wrong?"

"We received a report early this morning that three monks had died."

Zhao Fei lowered his voice, "One is a cultivator, and the other two are martial artists, all at the early stage of the eighth rank."

Su Wuchen raised an eyebrow. With such strength, he would be considered a top-notch fighter in Jiangcheng. He could recruit disciples and tutor them based on his personal abilities. Now, they've all died in one fell swoop?

"Was it a low-ranking seventh-grade soldier?"

"I don't know."

Zhao Fei said in a low voice, "So the head constable called you here to have you examine the body."

The two were talking in hushed tones when Wang Chen looked over. "A-Su, you've come at the right time. See what's going on with them."

"OK."

Su Wuchen stepped forward and was stunned when he saw the three of them.

Isn't this the monk who had the argument at the barbecue stand earlier?

Lifting the white sheet covering them, one could see that the three dead bodies had no wounds and appeared to be asleep.

strange!

"Officer, I need to take their clothes off and examine them carefully."

"good!"

With Wang Chen's permission, Su Wuchen immediately called on his colleagues to help him remove the three people's clothes.

There are still no wounds on his body!

"This isn't right, is it?"

Zhao Fei spoke first, "Why don't they have any wounds on their bodies?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Without any wounds, how did they die?

"Poisoning!"

In an instant, everyone realized this.

Su Wuchen also picked up a silver needle and pierced it into the throat of a dead person. After removing it, there were no symptoms of poisoning.

The same applies to the remaining two corpses.

"They were not poisoned."

"That's strange..."

Wang Chen frowned.

It's not poisoning, but it can make them die without anyone knowing.

After a moment's thought, Su Wuchen's hand reached to the back of one of the people's heads. After a careful examination, Su Wuchen's eyes lit up. He then walked to the other two corpses and, after examining them, asserted, "Their skulls were pierced by hidden weapons."

"hidden weapon?"

"Very fine and tiny, like the tip of a needle."

Su Wuchen turned one person's head up so that the back of their head was exposed to everyone. When he parted their hair, he could see a red dot.

It felt like I'd been pricked by a sharp thorn; it healed quickly after a little blood appeared.

"To be able to take down three eighth-rank cultivators so easily, the opponent's strength is definitely not to be underestimated!"

Su Wuchen slowly stated his deduction, "The opponent is at least a mid-stage eighth-rank cultivator, or even a peak eighth-rank cultivator!"

Let alone the Great Perfection of the Eighth Rank, even a mid-stage Eighth Rank immortal cultivator is definitely a big shot in Jiangcheng.

Such a person suddenly appeared in Jiangcheng and even killed three early-stage eighth-rank cultivators. It's hard not to worry about what his purpose is.

However, Su Wuchen didn't care. These troublesome matters were for Wang Chen and the others to consider, and had little to do with him.

What's really relevant is that these three corpses gave him 30% of his cultivation!

The eight extraordinary meridians, which originally required some time to be palpable, are now gradually becoming visible.

"A mid-stage eighth-rank or higher immortal cultivator..."

Wang Chen had a severe headache.

This matter was clearly beyond his capabilities, so he had no choice but to report it to his superiors.

"You all need to keep your eyes peeled lately. If you encounter any powerful cultivators like this, don't act rashly."

"Although in most cases the cultivators will give our government some face, if we anger them, I can't protect you."

"Yes."

After giving a few instructions, Wang Chen left directly.

A mid-stage eighth-grade cultivator, whose cultivation level was already on par with his, coupled with the opponent's ruthless methods, Wang Chen did not have enough chance of winning.

Moreover, Zhao Fei and the others were merely martial artists at the ninth rank.

dong dong.

"Come in."

Wang Chen pushed open the door and entered.

A well-dressed man wearing gold-rimmed glasses sat at a table, examining something.

This man was Chen Fang, the city lord's right-hand man.

During the time the city lord was in seclusion for cultivation, he handled most of the affairs, big and small, within Jiang City.

"Officer Wang, please have a seat."

Chen Fang smiled as he tidied up the documents in front of him and casually asked, "Is there something you need?"

Wang Chen recounted the story of the three corpses: "Jiangcheng has been quite unstable recently, and many cultivators have poured in. Now, even eighth-rank cultivators are dying in the streets."

"This matter is far beyond my capabilities. Please report it to the city lord."

Chen Fang smiled and said, "I've heard about this too. Three cultivators died, right?"

Wang Chen nodded. "Exactly."

Chen Fang: "Since they are cultivators, there's no need to pay them any attention. There will be more in the future."

Chen Fang's words left Wang Chen completely dumbfounded.

The cultivator need not concern himself with this?

Why?

"I can't tell you right now, but you'll find out in a few days."

Chen Fang smiled and said, "Just maintain order in Jiangcheng and prevent those cultivators from indiscriminately killing innocent people. As for the fighting between cultivators, you don't need to worry about it."

"this……"

Chen Fang pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded. "However, battles between these cultivators can easily spill over into ordinary people. If there are accidental injuries..."

"Then let them pay compensation."

Chen softened his tone and said, "I will contact the news department and have them issue a warning to remind everyone."

Wang Chen nodded in agreement.

"Is there anything else?"

"That's all."

"Go ahead and get busy."

Wang Chen got up and left. Chen Fang looked at the documents in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

How could a secret realm appear in a godforsaken place like Jiangcheng?