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Tu Yuan walked out of the bathroom.

We arrived at the VIP box viewing area.

He looked at Lu Guoqing and said:

"Lu Guoqing, something came up at our institute, I have to go now, I can't watch the competition."

After speaking, Tu Yuan looked at Gong Yuanyuan and the others and said:

"Take your time having fun, we'll keep in touch when we have time!"

As soon as Tu Yuan finished speaking, Lu Guoqing smiled.

"Tu Yuan, you're leaving already?!"

"It's almost nine o'clock, what could your police station possibly have that you're sending a trainee officer who's off duty back home!"

Lu Guoqing's tone carried a hint of amusement and skepticism.

In Lu Guoqing's view, Tu Yuan's claim of having something to do at this time was purely an excuse.

He might have regretted bringing Tu Yuan to the VIP box to watch the game just now.

But at this moment, when Tu Yuan wanted to leave, he was unwilling.

He was waiting to see what kind of expression Tu Yuan would have after Han You, the Hungry Wolf, won the match!

Tu Yuan's expression at that time will definitely be quite interesting.

Tu Yuan naturally sensed the doubt in Lu Guoqing's tone.

Tu Yuan knew in his heart that Lu Guoqing was probably waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

He knew Lu Guoqing's personality; he seemed generous in his words and actions, but in reality, he was petty.

It's likely that Lu Guoqing is already holding a grudge against Gong Yuanyuan because she, like him, chose to bet on Scarface to win.

In fact, he didn't do anything himself.

The only difference is that his betting choices are different from Lu Guoqing's.

Tu Yuan looked at Lu Guoqing and shook his head inwardly:

"This guy works in the Chengyang District government office. If he doesn't change his way of doing things and his petty personality, who knows how many people he'll offend."

"If you offend too many people by then, you might be stabbed in the back by a bunch of people if you make a single mistake."

"I think it's best to keep my distance from Lu Guoqing in the future and just maintain a normal university classmate relationship."

Like Gong Yuanyuan, Tu Yuan was not optimistic about Lu Guoqing's future development.

Some people may come from privileged backgrounds, but their personality may preclude them from reaching a high level of potential.

Such a life trajectory will then exhibit a pattern of starting strong but ending weak.

In Tu Yuan's view, Lu Guoqing was that kind of person.

Although he thought this in his heart, Tu Yuan did not show it on his face.

They did not show any anger or dissatisfaction in response to Lu Guoqing's questioning.

He simply said calmly:

"There really is something wrong!"

"As for what happened, I can't say right now. I can only say that this is no small matter."

"You are all public officials in Shengyun City, and you will find out what happened later."

Given the nature of the case, Tu Yuan did not explain what exactly happened.

Seeing Tu Yuan say this, Lu Guoqing's eyes still held some doubt.

But there was nothing more to say.

After saying that, Tu Yuan gave the group an apologetic smile.

Then turned and left.

After Tu Yuan left the VIP room.

Zhai Zhuo then spoke:

"He doesn't seem to be lying to me."

"Lu Guoqing, you're from the Chengyang District Government Office, so you should have the best information."

"Check your phone's group chats to see if any messages have been sent out?"

Lu Guoqing pursed his lips.

"He's from the Xingsheng District Police Station, I'm from Chengyang District!"

"Unless it's something extremely important, it's impossible for the news to spread this quickly."

Despite saying that, Lu Guoqing still took out his phone and looked through it.

However, after looking around, I didn't see any special messages in any of the groups.

Just then, Gong Yuanyuan's phone rang.

It was her mother, Liao Qian, who called.

Gong Yuanyuan also entered the private room before answering the phone.

"Yuanyuan, where are you at this time?"

"I'm at Chaoyang Boxing Gym in Chengyang District, watching a match with Nana. What's up, Mom?"

"Around when will the match end? I'll have your uncle pick you up. After you've finished watching, bring Nana with you in the car, and he'll take you home."

Gong Yuanyuan noticed that her mother's tone was somewhat serious, and that she had asked her uncle to come and pick her up.

My heart skipped a beat.

You should know that her uncle is a third-level martial artist.

Gong Yuanyuan asked in confusion:

"Mom, what happened?"

"Your cousin Zhang Tao's deputy director and deputy captain of the security team are dead. They were killed outside just half an hour ago."

"Both of them had their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys removed."

"The murderer is likely related to the recently emerging cult, the Spirit Eater Cult. This cult is a group of madmen who want to find a new path, using the internal organs of martial artists or the minds of spiritual masters to concoct medicine. In short, you should stay home as much as possible after get off work these days."

Upon hearing Liao Qian's words on the other end of the phone, Gong Yuanyuan instantly understood why Tu Yuan had been in such a hurry to leave earlier.

"I understand, Mom! Just have my uncle come at 9:30!"

"I'll call him after I finish watching the game."

"good!"

After saying that, Gong Yuanyuan hung up the phone.

Back to the VIP box stands.

Then he shared the news with Zhao Nana, Lu Guoqing, and the others.

Only then did everyone realize why Tu Yuan had left.

At this point, it was getting close to nine o'clock.

The commentators had already begun their pre-match warm-up commentary, and the atmosphere in the boxing gym gradually rose under their enthusiastic and high-spirited tone.

Meanwhile, Tu Yuan had already taken a taxi to the scene.

The twenty-odd federal dollars he had left should be just enough for the fare.

As long as the taxi meter reads a fare higher than the amount he currently has, he will ask the driver to stop and then run to the scene.

By the time Tu Yuan arrived at Zhenshi Lane on Wenwu Street, it was nearly 9:30.

The entire Zhenshi Lane was cordoned off with police tape at this time.

More than a dozen police cars were parked at the intersection of Wenwu Street and Zhenshi Lane.

Tu Yuan could tell at a glance that four of these cars belonged to the Zhenghe Police Station.

The other police cars likely belong to the Xingsheng Precinct, and may even be from the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

After all, the deceased were a first-level martial artist and a second-level martial artist, and both were public officials in the security system.

This is a major case and will definitely attract the attention of higher-level leaders.

Cases of this level will ultimately be investigated either by the Xingsheng District Public Security Bureau's Investigation and Enforcement Team or by the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Investigation and Enforcement Brigade.

The Zhenghe Police Station was likely just assisting in the investigation.

Only after Tu Yuan showed his police officer ID was he allowed to enter Zhenshi Alley.

At this moment, there was still a cordon around Zhenshi Alley, and Tu Yuan looked at the two corpses lying on the ground from afar.

It was indeed Zheng Hai and Ma Xingbao, both of whom were wearing police uniforms when they died.

What moved Tu Yuan deeply was that the chests and abdomens of the two men had been completely ripped open and were even sunken in, with blood flowing all over the ground.

Seeing this scene.

Tu Yuan recalled the cases that had occurred in some third- and fourth-tier cities in Donghua Prefecture in the past two months.

After the victim died, his chest and abdomen were cut open, and five vital organs were removed.

Subsequent investigations revealed that it was related to a cult called the Food Spirit Cult.

Rumors circulating online suggest that the emergence of this Food Spirit Cult stems from the federal government's overly strict control over high-level resources for martial artists and spiritual practitioners.

This has led some martial artists who want to advance further but lack access to resources to start exploring alternative paths and taking risks.

The people of the Spirit Eater Cult have a very simple idea: if the meat of strange beasts can be used as medicine, then what about martial artists? What about mentalists? Can they also be used as medicine?

They believe that the body of a cultivator is also a huge treasure!

Looking at the gruesome state of the two corpses, Tu Yuan felt waves of nausea.