In addition to the photos of these four people, there were pictures of some others in the room. Officer Sun judged that they must be the Northern Killer Blade’s next targets!
However, after waiting for a long time, the two policemen and landlord sent out did not come back. Calling them yielded no response either. Officer Sun realized something was wrong and immediately led a contingent of police to the location.
He discovered the bodies of the two policemen in a parking lot, and then found the landlord's corpse in his home, which had also been ransacked. This time, the killer did not use his ‘magical’ killing methods. The two sacrificed police officers had their throats slit from behind, while the landlord was stabbed to death.
This showed that the Northern Killer Blade was panicking and hastily covering up the truth. My grandpa had discovered the right clues!
But losing Jingzhou due to negligence, Officer Sun still felt very regretful. After my grandpa arrived, he asked everyone to leave. He closed all the doors and windows for an hour before letting everyone back in. As soon as the door opened, the room was filled with smoke and smelled of Chinese medicine. Blood footprints and even a blood handprint appeared in places where there were no traces before.
With the footprints and handprint, there were now many clues to investigate - the killer's height, weight, fingerprints, palm prints, habits, and shoes.
Officer Sun mobilized all the police forces to investigate day and night. They finally found a video recording of the killer in a department store’s surveillance footage. Although the killer wore a hat that obscured his face, there was also a woman with him, and the two were clearly intimate.
The police tracked her down according to the visuals. She was a female worker at a textile factory, likely the killer's wife or girlfriend.
But when Officer Sun brought people over, they discovered the woman had already been murdered in the characteristic way of the Northern Killer Blade. To eliminate clues, the killer did not hesitate to kill his own lover!
My grandpa had driven the killer into desperate straits twice, but the police still did not catch him. It could be said to be an invisible contest, with both sides having wins and losses.
Through this contest, the police proved one thing - the Northern Killer Blade was not a god. He had weaknesses and soft spots. He could be defeated!
Every member of the task force was fired up to continue the investigation.
At this point, the task force members were killed one after another. Five policemen died in total, all in the same way - their hearts cut out while still alive. And then at this critical juncture, my grandpa announced his withdrawal. Officer Sun was very angry at the time and even had an argument with him.
Without my grandpa's help, the case could no longer be investigated and had to be left unsolved, becoming a pending case.
After saying all this, the ashtray in front of Officer Sun was already piled high with ashes. I suddenly remembered something chilling.
One night ten years ago, the Northern Killer Blade had come looking for my grandpa!
Back then, I was only seven years old. I remember someone visited my grandpa late at night. I was very curious and asked my grandpa through the window who it was. My usually very kind grandpa scolded me to go back to bed immediately.
That person stayed in the room for two hours before leaving. I didn't know what he and my grandpa talked about.
Why did the Northern Killer Blade come back ten years later? Why did he kill my grandpa? Was he the original killer, or the descendant of the killer?
The case was shrouded in layers of mystery, like fog, and I couldn't see the truth clearly.
I asked Officer Sun, "The fat guy who died last night was Zhang Bao, who escaped a decade ago, right?"
Officer Sun nodded. "Yes, it was him."
"I think I understand now. The Northern Killer Blade has once again put this conundrum in front of my grandpa..." I said.
"Oh, is that so? Then what do you think, did your grandpa see through the Northern Killer Blade's modus operandi before he died?"
I shook my head. "I don't know."
Officer Sun sighed and stood up, putting a big hand on my shoulder. "Xiao Yang, your grandpa's death is my irrevocable responsibility. If I hadn't asked him to come down the mountain back then, he wouldn't have gotten involved with the Northern Killer Blade. Now that he's gone, I hope you can go to school well and forget about this. But I will keep investigating the Northern Killer Blade's case until I can give you an explanation someday!"
"Officer Sun, I have a request," I said as I stood up.
"What is it?"
"Please be sure to tell me if the Northern Killer Blade commits another murder someday. I want to catch him with my own hands!"
Officer Sun hesitated. "But..."
"Back then my grandpa was able to drive him to desperation. This proves the Song family’s secret arts are the nemesis of the Northern Killer Blade. My grandpa has taught me everything he knew, so I must bring him to justice with my own hands!"
"Boy, don't you believe in us police?" Officer Sun asked.
I kept silent. Officer Sun suddenly burst out laughing. "You're as stubborn as your grandpa! Fine, I know. If he commits another murder someday, I'll let you know."
I clenched my teeth and silently recited to myself, Northern Killer Blade, the next time we meet, I will make you know how powerful I am!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
