In an abandoned clinic outside the walls of Xikang, an intermediary was leading an attractive married woman inside.
As the intermediary unlocked the door, he introduced:
"Don't be fooled by this remote location. There are a lot of residents around here. If it weren't for the murder case that happened here over two years ago, this place would have been sold off long ago.
Ms. Liu, let me tell you, buying this place is definitely worth it. No matter what business you run in the future, you will make an absolute killing. Now is the best time to buy. In a few years, the price will go up again..."
The door opened and the intermediary kept talking nonstop. But at that moment:
"Ah... Ah..."
A scream sounded, giving the intermediary a huge fright. Then, before he could react, Ms. Liu ran off like the wind, screaming as she went.
Seeing this, the confused intermediary looked towards the door and exclaimed:
"Damn... I... Damn..."
He was so scared he almost fell to the ground. Inside the room, on the table, was a human leg.
Without another word, the intermediary ran outside, but after running just a few meters, he came back.
Then, he took out his phone, opened TigerTok, turned on the recording function, and said to the leg:
"Damn, today I... A human leg, scared me to death."
After recording the video, the intermediary quickly called the police, then added mosaics to the short video before posting it on his own account, looking quite satisfied. His previous panic had completely disappeared.
At an abandoned delivery station, a crowd of onlookers surrounded the entrance. Someone passing by just now had smelled the stench of corpses inside and called the police.
Now the police were opening the door while the crowd outside, phones in hand, squeezed to get inside.
Just a few seconds after the door opened, the police shouted loudly:
"Step back, secure the scene!"
Hearing this, an aunt holding up her phone to record turned and shouted to those behind her:
"Step back, step back!" Then she shoved her body forcefully forward, trying to capture the scene inside.
The special investigation team was still a step too slow. By the time they deduced the corpse's location, two parts had already been discovered by the public.
In their horror, people began frantically posting the events and videos online. In an instant, the internet exploded with chatter that officials struggled to suppress.
Not only that, but a daring colleague of Su Mo's had previously noticed Su Mo's posted video and hadn't thought much of it. Now realizing its significance, he directly shared the video online.
This stirred up even more frenzy. Without waiting for police announcements, netizens had already pieced together what happened.
Everyone knew that someone calling himself the Midnight Judge had killed and dismembered Duan Lie. The reason being that Duan Lie was the culprit behind the Xikang Frankenstein Murder Case.
With this, the Midnight Judge became famous. Something like this had never happened before. It was practically a plot straight out of a novel, and many people were paying attention.
Some even replaced their online avatars with Su Mo's masked image, enjoying immense popularity for a time.
Yet regarding the online fervor, officials made no response, as they still hadn't determined whether Duan Lie really was the Frankenstein Murderer.
Facing his team, Special Investigator Wei Dongqing said:
"Duan Lie was indeed the Frankenstein Murderer."
"Why? We scoured Duan Lie's home but found nothing," Zhao Xiaobao said, puzzled.
"It's been over two years, the evidence is long gone. But based on Wu Xin's psychological profile of Duan Lie, and those gym membership cards in his room, it's conclusive," Wei Dongqing replied.
He continued, "What we need to do now is catch this Vigilante. He's more dangerous than Duan Lie, I can feel it."
Forensic Doctor Qin nodded: "I've thoroughly examined the scenes at each location. They were wiped very clean, leaving us no clues. Even Duan Lie's phone was burned beyond recovery.
From my many years of experience, this is definitely not the perpetrator's first crime. He must have at least a few cases under his belt, otherwise he couldn't achieve this level of meticulousness."
At this, Wu Xin chimed in: "But before now, I'd never heard of any 'Midnight Judge'."
The others' faces darkened at these words. Zhao Xiaobao looked utterly confused: "What does this mean?"
Li Yang rolled his eyes at Zhao Xiaobao: "It means the murderer did this on purpose. Leaving a moniker means he's confident we can't catch him. It signifies a formidable opponent."
At the archives, after watching the short video for a while, Su Mo whispered to himself with a smile: "I still photograph quite nicely, even with the mask on. Still so cool."
Putting down his phone, he looked at a case file on his desk. It was titled: Ceiling Hanging Case.
Three years ago in Fanghua Community of Xikang's 2nd Ring Road, a serial murder case occurred with 3 victims in total.
They had all been hanged from ceilings and strangled to death. The victims were all male, so the case was named the Ceiling Hanging Case.
The details were clear. The 3 victims were all males living in the same community, all married with children, and all had a history of domestic violence.
What's more, in the third case, there were 3 other people present in the victim's home. It was baffling.
At the time, the third victim had invited 3 friends over to drink. They all got drunk and when they woke up, discovered the victim hanging dead inside the house, which had been locked from the inside as an "impossible crime" scene.
Logically, the killer should have been one of the other 3 people present, but police investigation later found they were all innocent.
The cases shared another similarity - the victims were fully clothed and neatly dressed, clearly having been arranged that way by the killer.
The case seemed straightforward but was difficult to crack. Firstly, the 3 crime scenes were spotless with no clues left behind. Secondly, the 3 friends of the third victim all had alibis clearing them of suspicion for the first 2 cases, so they were ruled out.
Su Mo's next target was this serial killer. He guessed the murderer was one of those 3 people, since alibis are easy to manufacture but impossible crime scenes are not.
So he looked over the 3 mens' information and contemplated:
Liu Ming, male, 33 years old, civil servant, no domestic violence record, kind personality, affable, parents still living. Alibi provided by father.
Qian Shang, male, 34 years old, lawyer, history of domestic violence, steady personality, socially adept, divorced parents but both still living. Alibi provided by wife and child.
Wang Xiaohu, male, 35 years old, policeman, domestic violence record, easygoing personality, slick and sly, parents deceased. Alibi provided by female colleague.
Su Mo thought: "Just looking at their files probably won't reveal much. I'll have to meet these three men in person to glean anything useful.
But one thing is certain - the killer dressing up the victims so neatly must have some meaning, but I can't figure out what yet. No rush, once my alter ego's emotions turn red I'll know."

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.