It's time to become an evil god.

Bai Ge pointed to the doll in his hand and said in a serious tone, "This is it."

"A suspicious doll?"

Both officers focused their attention on the doll in the white singer's hand. Apart from the fact that its mouth was wrapped with duct tape and tightly bound with hemp rope, they couldn't figure out anything new after looking at it for a long time. They just vaguely felt that the doll looked... a little ugly.

Bai Ge nodded and said seriously, "I used to want to become a famous detective like Sherlock Holmes. To that end, I often went to the comic book store to read Detective Conan to practice my criminal investigation skills, and I liked to mark the culprits in the book with a pencil."

The officer asked cautiously, "So?"

"So after my detailed and meticulous reasoning, these recent missing persons cases are very tricky. I even went through three bottles of hand cream."

The police officer standing nearby felt his blood pressure rise. After silently repeating to himself that he was a people's police officer for a long time, he quietly withdrew his hand from the holster.

After a while, the two officers realized that this guy was acting strangely, and said with great effort, "Just in case, you'd better lock all the doors and windows. We don't want to receive another dismemberment report first thing tomorrow morning."

He thought his sensational words would make the young man back down, but the other person just yawned and said, "Okay, goodnight, officer, I'm going to sleep now."

The two policemen ignored him and waved their hands, saying, "Then I won't disturb your rest."

"Goodbye."

The two officers walked helplessly to the police car. Just as they were about to open the door, one of them suddenly remembered something, looked up sharply, and stared at the other officer with a shocked expression.

"Wait, something's not right!"

"what happened?"

The other officer tensed up instantly, his hand on his holster as he stared into the dark alley.

Cold sweat mixed with raindrops slowly trickled down my cheeks.

The pale-faced police officer clenched his teeth and said, "There's no mistake, it's that man's scent!"

"It smells like formaldehyde used to soak corpses!"

"Could this person be..."

A pale flash of lightning instantly illuminated two terrified faces. They stood frozen in place, terrified, until they heard footsteps behind them.

"Who?"

The two men, flashlights in hand, turned around simultaneously. Behind them stood a mysterious figure, clutching an identification card—enough to make the police officer in front of them make way—on his black leather gloves.

The cold, rain-soaked sound seemed to emerge from the terrifying darkness, sending chills down the spines of the two officers before them.

"Special Affairs Bureau personnel are handling cases; unauthorized personnel are not permitted to disturb them."

……

A torrential downpour enveloped the dark old town, leaving puddles everywhere. A stray cat, feeding in a garbage dump, was startled by the sudden footsteps and vanished into the shadows of an alley.

A man in a black trench coat stood at the door, folded his umbrella, pulled down his round sunglasses, stared at the old villa that exuded an ominous and eerie atmosphere, checked the mission address provided by the system again, and walked into the courtyard.

His leather shoes slid through the muddy puddles as he slowly pushed open the half-closed door.

A strong smell of blood and decay mixed with the pungent odor of disinfectant hit him. The scene he saw in the dimly lit hall made his pupils shrink instantly, and he involuntarily put down the large box on his back.

A ridiculously shaped bone-crushing hammer appeared in the man's hand. He adopted a wary stance because he saw a mysterious figure hidden in the shadows dragging a moving doll deeper into the corridor.

The puppet scratched wildly on the floor, leaving ten clearly visible scratch marks. Upon seeing the player, the puppet Billy cried out desperately as if he had seen a savior, "Help me! Help me!"

Hearing the noise behind him, the uninvited guest pulling the puppet slowly turned around.

The monster, with its jaw ripped open by a jaw-ripper and its jaw already torn at a ninety-degree angle, slowly turned its head to look at the uninvited guest wearing sunglasses at the door late at night. Its voice was muffled and unclear, "You've come to the wrong place. Nobody here has ever called for blind massage services."

"You two..."

The man hesitated for a moment, then stepped back and asked warily, "Who exactly is the boss of the dungeon?"

In the brief moment of hesitation between them, the puppet suddenly broke its right leg and, relying on its two hands, swiftly climbed towards the door. The puppet seemed completely unconcerned about the man blocking its way.

"Get out of here."

In a moment of desperation, the doll leaped up and pounced on the man, its middle finger falling to the ground. Hidden in its hand was a scalpel, which it plunged directly into the heart of the mysterious man at the door.

The scalpel tip pierced the trench coat, but it seemed to hit a steel plate, instantly deflecting the scalpel away.

He slowly raised his hand, and the metal objects in the room seemed to float in mid-air as if they had lost their gravity.

Then a kitchen knife flew out and pierced through the doll's body, pinning it to the wall alive.

The mysterious man, expressionless, slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his upper body. It was a body forged from rivets, gears, and steel, with a mechanical core structure shimmering with pale blue electric arcs replacing his heart.

It's like the steel monster created by Dr. Frankenstein.

"The last time I saw such an exaggerated body structure was when the steel-willed father, Comrade Stalin."

Even Bai Ge's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he had thought of something, "Wait, you could be...?"

Bai Ge stared at the strangely constructed steel body and asked hesitantly, "Is this the Bilibili Minister of Justice, Handyman Geng?"

Chapter Fourteen: Don't Blink, This Is the Last Monster You'll See

A figure slowly emerged from the dark corner, half of its face still covered in white foundation and thick greasepaint.

The mysterious man who emerged from the rain stared silently at the figure before him, unable to determine whether it was a monster or a player.

"no?"

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Bai Ge continued to probe, "Or are you the legendary straight man?"

"..."

"Marvel's Iron Man?"

"..."

"Warhammer Inquisitor?"

"Stop right there."

The other party's words became increasingly outrageous. The mysterious man's eye twitched, and he finally revealed his Evolution Game ID and his identity as a member of the Special Affairs Bureau.

【Mechanical Heart - Ryo Nishizawa (LV4)】

The man with the game ID "Xi Ze Liang" never stepped into the house. Instead, he warily watched the mysterious figure in front of him and slowly said, "It's your turn."

Every gamer has a unique title, firstly to prevent their real identity from being revealed in the real world, and secondly to prevent certain intelligent monsters from taking advantage of the situation by pretending to be players during missions.

Bai Ge also readily revealed his ID information above his head.

【Primordial Chaos Seed - Bai Ze (LV1)】

The emperor went on a tour of inspection, reaching the east to the sea. He climbed Mount Huan and obtained the divine beast Bai Ze on the seashore.

Xi Zeliang suddenly remembered the contents recorded in "The Seven Tablets of the Cloudy Bookcase" and breathed a sigh of relief. The bounty mission shielded him from teammate damage, so Xi Zeliang was not afraid that this newbie, who was only level 1, would make a rash move. He nodded silently and said, "Very good, I can give up the bounty mission reward, but this puppet is mine."

Bai Ge had initially thought the other party would make demands regarding the mission rewards, but it turned out they only wanted to get rid of the strange creature. He nodded and agreed to their request.

"No problem, but I have one small request."

Nishizawa Ryo frowned, looking at the doll nailed to the wall, and asked hesitantly, "What are your requirements?"

The puppet stood there dumbfounded, sensing that the two seemed to have reached some kind of dangerous tacit understanding.

Bai Ge focused his gaze on the puppet and said, word by word, "Decompose him into enough pieces without killing him."

These words struck like a bolt from the blue. Even the strange puppet felt an indescribable chill and terror. Its lips trembled as it said, "As human beings, we all have some compassion. You... you can't be so cruel!"

"Indeed, everyone should have some compassion."

The person behind him paused for a moment, raised his cleaver, and said with a smile, "Luckily, I didn't."

……

Nishizawa Ryo dragged a large black plastic bag through the rainy night, the crimson blood seeping through the gaps leaving a horrifying trail in the deep alley. The contents of the plastic bag were still struggling, but they could not break through the thin film.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and as he recalled everything that had happened in the cabin, he couldn't help but purse his lips.

A bright light in the distance illuminated the night, and the sirens of fire trucks could be heard rushing by. He casually set the body on fire to destroy the evidence and get rid of all the strange traces left behind.

Ryo Nishizawa was originally prepared to extend an olive branch to the player for cooperation with the Special Affairs Bureau, but the latter rejected him outright with the bizarre reason that he only liked to collect a salary without doing any work.

However, he didn't say anything. Many lone wolf players were still immersed in the joy of gaining power and did not realize the importance of organizational resources. They would understand what a state apparatus was in the future.

Having not made a move all night, Nishizawa Ryo felt more agitated than ever before. He took out the cigarettes from his pocket, only to find that the cigarette pack was soaked.

pat.

The shoes made a clear sound as they stepped into the puddles. Nishizawa Ryo sensed something approaching from behind and turned to look back at the dark alleyway he had come from.

There was nothing there.

The sound of shoes splashing in puddles continued to draw closer, and the deserted alley became even more eerie and dark. A few streetlights in the distance flickered a few times before their lampshades shattered with a snap, plunging the surroundings into darkness.

A woman's reflection appeared in the puddle, rapidly approaching her prey.

At that very moment, Nishizawa Ryo saw a woman with disheveled hair, wearing a blood-red dress, slowly walking towards him.

Rainwater soaked her hair, and strands of black hair clung to her snow-white forehead.

Even with a mask on, you can still tell someone's appearance from their eyes and the bridge of their nose.

At the same time, a system notification popped up in my mind.

You have a new task order, please check it.

[Random Quest: Ghost Stories of a Rainy Night - The Rift]

[Task Difficulty: Easy]

[Mission Objective: Get rid of or eliminate the monster, the Slit-Mouthed Woman]

[Task Reward: 500 Experience Points]

[Postscript: When she took off her mask, did you still want to rush in?]

The woman wearing a mask stared at him with captivatingly beautiful eyes. Even the doll in the black garbage bag sensed something eerie and desperately cried out, "Are you in the same line of work? Help me!"

The woman held a large pair of surgical scissors in her hand, from which bright red blood dripped continuously, mixing with the rainwater.

"I……"

The woman had barely begun to speak when Xize Liang raised his fist and slammed it hard into his chest, a look of pain instantly flashing across his face. Clutching his chest, he knelt on one knee, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Pain can unleash the full potential of a mechanical heart.