Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

Zhuang Li sat in the reception room with his eyes closed and rested, with a cup of hot tea in front of him.

It took about 20 minutes before a tall, handsome male policeman walked in and said politely, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Li immediately opened his eyes and looked at the person coming.

"Zhang Fuhai should be recruited, right? Can I go back?" He asked directly.

"Mr. Zhuang, judging from the existing evidence, you don't seem to have anything to do with this case. But we really want to know how you guessed that Liao Qi and his son would die in three days, and how did you know that the little girl was The reincarnation of Zhang Fuhai's daughter?"

The policeman softened his tone and added: "This case is over, and you will not be involved again, so you can just pretend that we are chatting and say something casually. In fact, we are just satisfying our own desires." Just curiosity."

Zhuang Li looked at the name tag on the other party's chest, and said slowly: "Officer Zhou Cheng, I believe you must have encountered a weirder case than this case, and you must have met a weirder person than me. So there is absolutely no need for you to ask me anything. As an official, you should know better than me what this world looks like. Have you met many monsters hidden in the dark? People are really nothing."

Of course he knew where the power to keep deleting ghost information from the Internet came from.Only a country-level leader can block the news so tightly.

Therefore, state agencies should have known that there are two sides to this world, and may have even had deeper contact with the dark side.

Zhou Cheng's pretended relaxed expression slowly receded, and his face became more and more serious.

How can a person who can see the horoscope and spy on reincarnation be nothing?However, since the other party was unwilling to cooperate, it was impossible for the police to use tools to pry his mouth open.It would do them no good to offend such an unknown figure.

"Then what do you think of this world?" Zhou Cheng asked a question with a huge connotation.

"The light is slowly being swallowed by the darkness. On the day of revelation, the demon god will descend, and the true god will die." Zhuang Li said slowly.

He closed his eyes, suppressing the pain in his heart.That true God is his lover.

Zhou Cheng opened his mouth, but couldn't speak for a long time. The strong tremor and despair in his heart made him speechless for a while.After a long time, he asked hoarsely: "Is this the future you glimpsed in your horoscope?"

"This is not the future, this is what is happening now." Zhuang Li stretched out a slender index finger and tapped the table lightly.

Zhou Cheng stared at his fingertips, sweat rolling down his face.

Seeing his reaction, Zhuang Li understood that the official position was the same as his own, and they were all looking for a way to eliminate the darkness.

"Therefore, all ghosts and monsters, including demon gods, must be killed." Zhuang Li clicked on the desktop again and said in a cold tone.

Following this finger, Zhou Cheng slowly looked at Zhuang Li's murderous eyes, and gradually realized that this person should be a friend.However, their team has been infiltrated too many times by missionaries and lost too many like-minded comrades-in-arms. They no longer dare to trust anyone easily.

Which side of Zhuang Li's side is based on feeling is not enough, you have to try again.

Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng made up his mind, leaned forward and said, "Please wait a moment, I have a dossier here for your reference."

Zhuang Li stretched out his hand and made a gesture of acceptance.

Zhou Cheng quickly brought a stack of thick files, and explained: "This is a case that we can't find any clues to. So far, there are a total of 22 victims, and there are almost every day. New victims appear, and sometimes five people will be killed in one day, if this continues, I believe the murderer will only commit crimes faster."

Zhou Cheng opened the file bag and took out relevant autopsy reports, on-site photos, visit records and other materials one by one.

"The victims were all women or men who lived alone. They were all killed at night. They were all lying on the bed when they were found. There was no sign of outsiders breaking into the house, nor signs of struggle and resistance. They died peacefully, as if they were asleep. It was the same. After forensic autopsy, it was found that their brains had disappeared, and there was nothing in their skulls."

Zhou Cheng wiped his face, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes: "How did you say they died? What caused their brains to be hollowed out overnight? We asked an expert to look at it, and they were not in the dead body. Traces of Gu, incantations or head drop techniques were found on the ground, and no Yin Qi was found. That is to say, what killed them was not any of evil spells, evil ghosts, evil spirits, Gu insects, or head drop techniques. .”

Zhou Cheng laid out all the information on the table, and his eyes kept patrolling these fragments that could not piece together the truth.

He had always known the world was scary, but had no idea it had deteriorated to this extent.

The fate of mankind may indeed be as predicted by Zhuang Li, step by step towards the end of the apocalypse.

"If this case cannot be solved, more and more people will die. We found that the murderer has become very skilled in killing methods, and the speed of killing is also accelerating. At first, we could only find one victim every few weeks; later, we found one victim every day. victims; now, we're finding several victims a day."

Zhou Cheng's voice was trembling: "Can you imagine that the murderer killed four or five people at the same time in different places in Huaguo in one night? What method did he use? Some victims are even thousands of kilometers away. I don't know. Know how the killer traveled through so many cities overnight. What the hell is it?"

He looked hopefully at Zhuang Li who was buried in the documents.He hoped the man would give them an answer.

At this moment, a few more policemen came in and stood beside Zhuang Li, all with expressions of eagerness for the truth on their faces.

"It's very simple, because there are many murderers." Zhuang Li said lightly.

Zhou Cheng's sharp eyes suddenly radiated light.

"What do you know?" he asked eagerly.

The rest of the policemen quickly sat down and looked at Zhuang Li intently.

"I found an interesting detail." Zhuang Li picked up the tablet, called up a video recorded by the forensic doctor during the autopsy, pointed to one of the victim's nostrils and asked, "Have you tested the composition of this mucus?" ?”

Zhou Cheng quickly picked up the autopsy report and looked at it, then shook his head regretfully: "No. The mucus in the nostrils should be snot, right?"

If he didn't look carefully, he really didn't notice that the right nostril of the corpse was filled with a kind of pale yellow mucus.

Zhuang Li called up several other anatomy videos and said: "One of the nostrils of each corpse is full of mucus. This is a common feature, but you ignore it. You take it for granted that it is snot, which leads to You missed the truth. Now, please test the composition of this slime immediately."

Zhou Cheng quickly stood up and walked towards the door.

Zhuang Li said slowly: "If my guess is correct, this mucus should be semen."

Zhou Cheng, who was walking, staggered and almost fell.He suddenly turned his head and asked incredulously, "What do you think this is?"

Why would a killer smear that stuff in a victim's nostrils?Is it a perverted fetish?And what's even more frightening is, how could there be so many murderers with the same sexual fetish in the same period of time?

The more Zhou Cheng thought about it, the more confused he became.Several of his subordinates have hurried out of the reception room and headed for the forensic center.

Zhuang Li ordered: "By the way, let your technician test the DNA. This thing should belong to the same person."

Zhou Cheng was confused by this sentence again, and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you just say that there were many murderers?"

"Yes, there are many murderers, but they were all conceived by the same person." Zhuang Li kept sorting out the photos on the table, brushing the useless ones aside, and moving the ones that could reveal the truth to the middle of the table.

In the end, he selected a total of 44 photos, 22 of which were taken from glass bottles placed in the homes of different victims; the other 22 were taken from various brands of incubators, and the temperature of each incubator was different. The adjustment is around 41 degrees.

All the victims had incubators at home, a detail the police had discovered long ago, but each victim had a small bottle at home, which the police did not notice.Just because glass bottles are so common items that almost everyone has them at home.

"Incubator, glass bottle, is there any connection between them?" Zhou Cheng stared at these photos.

Zhuang Li waved his hand and said, "I'll tell you when the test results from the forensic doctor come out and confirm my guess."

Zhou Cheng couldn't sit still anymore, and kept calling to remind him.

Ten minutes later, his subordinate returned a phone call with a very excited tone: "Boss, Mr. Zhuang's guess is correct! One side of every victim's nostrils is covered with that thing! The DNA is still there." The test is in progress, and the results have not yet come out.”

Zhou Cheng turned on the speakerphone, and Zhuang Li heard everything without him repeating it.

The speculation in his heart was completely confirmed, and he said slowly: "Since this is the case, then this mucus should be highly corrupted, and DNA cannot be detected, but you can try it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the policeman on the other end of the phone said in extreme disappointment: "Boss, the forensic doctor told me just now that this liquid is highly corrupted, and DNA cannot be detected!"

Zhou Cheng looked at Zhuang Li, with excitement shining in his eyes.He took a deep breath, then bent down, and said solemnly: "Please tell me the truth!"

Zhuang Li lowered his eyes and pondered: "I once read a description of black magic that conceives life in an ancient book: Put the male semen into a glass bottle, seal it, and put it in an environment at the same temperature as a horse's uterus Store them for forty days, and when they gradually rot and start to wriggle, they will be watered with your own blood every day, and in the end, a person the size of a fingertip will be born."

Zhuang Li pointed to the nostrils of the dead in the video filled with yellow mucus, and said: "I guess, these people conceived by black magic, while the dead were asleep, drilled into their brains along their nostrils and ate their brains .That's why every dead person sleeps so peacefully, because they don't know what a horrible thing they have cultivated."

Today's Zhuang Li has a comprehensive understanding of magic, Taoism, Gu, and other weird arts, which can be called an encyclopedia of mysticism.

These fragments have no meaning at all in the eyes of others, but he can easily retrieve keywords and piece together the truth.

He stared into Zhou Cheng's horrified eyes, and gave a final hint: "You should find out how these dead people knew about this black magic, and who got the mucus and glass bottle from. Find this person , the case is solved."