Those who reincarnate must die.

"Please...please come in!"

A pleasant female voice came from inside the room.

The team leader pushed open the door, and almost simultaneously, a foul odor mixed with animal urine, feces, and body odor entered Zhang Lang's nostrils.

It wasn't very strong, within the level that most people could tolerate, but for Zhang Lang, whose senses were enhanced, the smell was somewhat stimulating... not pungent, just very distinct.

Just as people with good eyesight and those with poor eyesight have the same tolerance for glaring light, people with a more sensitive sense of smell are not necessarily less likely to enter the toilet than those with a less sensitive sense of smell...

Enhanced senses increase the depth and breadth of people's perception of the world, but do not reduce people's tolerance.

It may even improve vision, allowing people to see more clearly in bright light and to distinguish the hidden smell of blood in a strong odor!

Returning to the present, with the door fully open, Zhang Lang quickly spotted the source of the smell.

The room, which was originally quite spacious, was now filled with neat wooden shelves on both sides, piled high with cages and fish tanks of all sizes, making it feel extremely crowded. These containers held all sorts of small animals that could be found anywhere, such as canaries, squirrels, sparrows, mice, turtles, frogs, goldfish, and so on… There were also specially prepared environments suitable for each animal to live in.

At the very back of these little creatures was a small desk, behind which sat a short-haired girl wearing glasses, flipping through documents.

"Captain?" Upon seeing the two, the girl stood up, her face showing some fear and her voice stammering.

A little kid? The girl's height gave Zhang Lang a slight illusion. 1.5 meters? Not even close...

"Lana!" The team leader chuckled, looking down. "I've come to ask you for a favor. Where's that little guy who can detect lies?"

"You mean Little Huang?"

Lana crawled out from behind the table, picked up a form, and ran to the shelf to examine it.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Lang glanced at her desk, which was covered with files on various animals, including their species, habits, special abilities, and so on. She seemed to be a very diligent girl.

"Here it is! I found it!" Lana ran back carrying the birdcage, looking up at the captain. "Who are we testing this time? This taller Asian man than you?"

"That's right!" The captain smiled and turned to Zhang Lang, saying, "Not only humans, but occasionally there are special species among animals that possess unique abilities! We take them into custody as soon as we discover them. Lana has a natural ability to communicate with animals, and she's the department's designated person in charge of managing special species!"

"It's called communication, but it's not really that good!" The bespectacled boy scratched his head. "Actually, animals are quite stupid. Even if they can communicate, it's hard for them to express themselves clearly. I usually just command them to do things and then train them with treats..."

Zhang Lang nodded: "What should we do?"

"No need to prepare anything special!" Lana placed the birdcage on the table, looked at the little bird inside for a while, and the little bird seemed to understand something and nodded.

"Alright, go ahead and ask whatever you want to say, right in front of Little Yellow. If it senses it's a lie, it will bark!"

The captain nodded and asked Zhang Lang, "Are you the serial killer?"

"No!" Zhang Lang shook his head firmly, but the little bird did not react.

Do you know the serial killer?

"I don't know it!" Zhang Lang denied again, but the little bird still didn't react.

"What would you do if you caught the murderer?"

"Kill them!" Zhang Lang answered decisively, but the little bird still didn't react.

"Aren't you afraid of being punished for murder?"

"It's better than being killed!" Zhang Lang looked into the captain's eyes and answered frankly.

The little bird tilted its head, but still didn't chirp...

The team leader was silent for a moment, then asked some more questions about Zhang Lang's identity in this world.

This was all arranged by Xu through the altar. As long as Zhang Lang answered according to his assigned identity, there would be no problem and nothing would be detected.

In this light, compared to this kind of superpower to distinguish truth from falsehood, a lie detector that measures heart rate and body temperature might be more useful...

After verification, the team leader extended his hand to Zhang Lang: "Very good, it seems you are indeed innocent... You haven't introduced yourself yet, Carl Barnes!"

Zhang Lang extended his hand and shook it with him: "Zhang Lang!"

"You're right, we are indeed short-handed right now... The number of special individuals is already small, and many of them are non-combat types like Lana. Your addition will definitely be a great help!"

Carl chuckled, "Alright, it's getting late. You should go home first. I'll send a temporary transfer request to Bureau One. Starting tomorrow, you'll come directly to Bureau Nine and work with us!"

"It would be my pleasure!" Zhang Lang nodded. "What time would be suitable for me to arrive?"

"Anytime is fine!" Karl laughed. "There are people on duty here 24 hours a day, and several of us combat personnel live here, ready to be deployed at any time! It's mainly so you can prepare!"

Karl saw Zhang Lang out, and Zhang Lang asked to see the files of people with special abilities in the city, but was refused.

"Don't rush into work!" Carl laughed. "Being too stressed isn't good. Go back and get a good night's rest, then we'll officially start working tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Lang thought about it and agreed. He left with Karl and ran into the short, chubby man with the small beard and the young man again on the way.

Carl introduced, "This bearded man is called Grey, you've seen him before, he has extremely keen perception and the ability to teleport; this young, handsome green-eyed guy is called Dans, he's very intelligent, don't let his slender build fool you, he's a master of close combat, three or five big men wouldn't be able to get close to him!"

Then, Karl pointed to Zhang Lang: "This is Zhang Lang. Lana has already tested him, and he's fine. He's trustworthy! We'll be working together starting tomorrow, so let's get to know each other!"

The two shook hands with Zhang Lang, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then Zhang Lang left the Ninth Bureau.

Watching Zhang Lang's departing figure, Dans asked in a low voice, "Captain, can he be relied upon?"

"Lana's abilities are the most reliable!" Karl whispered. "She can be our most important asset!"

When Zhang Lang walked out of the ninth inning, the sun had already set.

Since he had to work here anyway, Zhang Lang decided not to go back to the First Precinct. Instead, he followed Xu's directions and braved the wind and snow to head towards the residence of the police officer.

On the way, he saw a tobacco shop. Zhang Lang thought for a moment, pushed open the door and went in. After a while, he came out again, having only bought a pack of cigarettes. He lit one on the street and smoked it as he walked.

"Any progress?" Xu asked Zhang Lang in his mind. "Your question to the cigarette shop clerk just now was implied, wasn't it?"

Zhang Lang was silent for a moment, then answered irrelevantly, "The first murder was yesterday during the day, the second was last night, and the third was this afternoon, so... someone might die tonight too!"

"What, you're planning to stay up all night and go on patrol?" Xu curled his lip. "But Captain Karl didn't give you any information. You don't even have a list of the city's special individuals. Are you just going to wander around aimlessly?"

"No..." Zhang Lang shook his head, "We'll just go to the places that are open all night!"

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