Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

On the Secret Service side, Chu Yao told Ling Feng about the statue.

"Evil spirits that take flies as entities? There should be no such thing in China in the past twenty years..." Ling Feng turned on his computer and logged into the website of the Secret Service.

He has the highest authority on the website and can view all the information, some of which are top secret and even the most senior investigators are not qualified to access it.

His memory has always been very good, and as expected, he did not find any relevant information.

People turn into ghosts after death, and animals become spirits and monsters through cultivation. When have you ever heard that flies and mosquitoes can also become evil spirits through cultivation?

Ling Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Well, I'll note this down first, and I'll ask the investigators to pay attention to relevant exhibitions in various places. Do you think there are any other places that need help?"

"Of course." Chu Yao nodded, "But before that, I want to see the witnesses from the morning, as well as the shovel and flashlight used by the worker."

Although it's not her money, it would be nice to spend less.

After all, what she and Pei Hengzhi were doing was not for themselves, but for Dragon Vein.

They were chatting in such a lively manner that none of them noticed that a strange page was displayed on Pei Nian's cell phone screen.

On the left is the photo he just took for the bulletin board, and on the right is a series of analytical data.

He waited quietly for the results until the page refreshed and then a result display popped up.

"The matching degree is 97.65%, which can confirm that this person matches the DNA provided."

In the interrogation room, Chu Yao saw one of the witnesses. He was still wearing some shabby work clothes and looking at the wall blankly.

He had been frightened for a long time and kept mumbling: "I, I have told you everything I know. I don't know anything else. Can you let me go?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking a few questions." Chu Yao comforted him.

She stood up and walked to the water dispenser, poured a glass of warm water and handed it over.

The worker drank it all in one gulp and suddenly felt his tense nerves relax. Only then did he realize that the person sitting opposite him was a little girl who was similar to his own daughter.

"Thank you. Now that you've finished asking, can I leave?" the worker asked embarrassedly.

Chu Yao glanced at Ling Feng outside the door, and after catching his look, he said, "Okay. First question, when did you see the deceased?"

"I can't tell you the specific time. It's the time when we usually start work. We usually get up around seven o'clock. It's probably around seven-thirty when the foreman asks us to gather."

"Do you have a good relationship with the deceased? Has he done anything unusual recently?"

"I'm not familiar with him. He doesn't know anyone well. He squats in the corner to eat every day. He doesn't go out to drink when we go out. Who knows if he... uh, I'm off topic. He shouldn't have any unusual behavior."

"He was still alive when you saw him this morning, wasn't he? Was there anything different about his face and body?"

"He is alive, but he has changed so much that he has become an old man." The worker recalled it and felt acid water rising in his stomach. "His eyes were completely white, and his hands and feet were extremely long. It was strange. It’s weird, it doesn’t feel like a human being, it feels like an insect!”

Slender hands and feet?

It sounds familiar.

Chu Yao pointed to the signature pen and draft paper on the table and asked, "Can you draw a rough sketch?"

"Okay, but I might not be able to draw well." The worker drew a few hasty strokes on the paper.

Chu Yao picked up the scratch paper, and what appeared in front of her eyes was no longer a rough stick figure, but a real dead person.

She just had an idea. Because a deep pit was found on the ground near the deceased, could it be that he traveled to other places, lived to be eighty or ninety years old, and returned to this world?

But after seeing the appearance of the deceased in life, she gave up the idea.

Normal aging does not affect the length of limbs. On the contrary, many people will become shorter due to atrophy of bones and joints as they age.

There is no trace of living life in his body, as if his life span has been directly drained, or in other words, his time flow is thousands of times faster than normal.

When the worker saw that she didn't speak for a long time, his heart started pounding again. Could it be that he couldn't leave on his own?

"Little girl, um, can I leave?" he asked cautiously.

The other party is not old, but just because she can sit here and ask herself questions, her identity is not simple.

"Oh, that's okay, thank you for your cooperation." Chu Yao said.

The worker immediately picked up his clothes and hurriedly ran out.

But Chu Yao still stayed in the interrogation room. She picked up the flashlight and quickly went back in time, and her own perspective was also brought back to last night.

She saw the deceased lying next to a dark mist, muttering to himself, saying something like he was getting rich.

Could it be that the other party could peek into the future from the mist?

Chu Yao watched patiently for a few more minutes. When the man stretched out his hand and touched the mist, she suddenly felt a sharp stinging sensation in her left eye, as if she had been pricked by a needle several times in a row.

The picture in his right eye kept changing, showing various and bizarre scenes. After a long time, it stopped in a magnificent hall.

In the same time and space, two identical dead people appeared!

Chu Yao soon discovered the difference between them. Although they were the same age, their fates were completely different, resulting in subtle differences in their faces.

The body of the poorly dressed dead man emits a faint light, and he follows his other self.

The other one indulged in a lot of fun, drinking more than a dozen glasses of different types of wine.

"You guys continue to play...I-I'm going to...the bathroom!" He said with a big tongue.

After coming out of the bathroom, he washed his face with cold water. Suddenly, his heart suddenly shrank!

He pressed his chest tightly, his body was no longer under his control, and he collapsed softly on the ground.

However, a white light was sucked into his body.

The deceased looked at the suit he was wearing in surprise, and then took out the mobile phone in his pocket to play with it a few times. He was almost knocked unconscious by the pie falling from the sky.

But Chu Yao saw that since he entered this body, his lifespan has been passing by.

Of course, it's not that he has a death countdown on his head, but that the vitality of a living person is rapidly decreasing.

The deceased did not notice this and returned to his room where he continued to drink and enjoy himself.

His free and unrestrained days only lasted two days. On the morning of the third day, he found that half of his hair was already white.

He panicked and called his personal doctor, but the doctor had never seen such strange symptoms before and had to arrange for him to have a full body examination first.

It's too late, time will only flow faster and faster.

When he came out of the hospital, he was already an old man who couldn't straighten his back. A heavy feeling of fatigue enveloped his whole body, and he closed his wrinkled eyelids.

The fog in the pit rose, and his body was thrown to the ground aside.

But when the sun slowly rose, the mist quickly penetrated deep into the ground as if it was afraid of the sun.