Returning From The Xianxia World

"Wait a minute!"

A policeman with a square head suddenly changed his face, came up and called another policeman with a wave of his hand. Then he turned to an old petty monk and laughed and said: "Uncle, how did you suddenly end up in Jiangzhou?"

"Do I have to report to you? Son, are you dissatisfied with something?" - The old monk was sneaking around in his nose.

"No, no, no!" - The square-headed policeman laughed. I dare not be interested in your movements. Only my boss asked me to tell her if I saw you. "As soon as she comes back, she'll find you herself!

"Shit, I don't want to see her!" - as soon as he heard the news, an old monk shouted out at his feet.

"Son, I'll tell you what. If you give away my location, you're dead!" - angrily threatened the old monk with a square-headed policeman.

Faced with such a threat, the policeman involuntarily swallowed and laughed unnaturally, "Okay, then I'll stall. But, Uncle, you don't know my boss's temper. Sooner or later she'll find out for herself and then she'll laugh like a hurricane!"

"Well... "Then wait a while and then tell her!" - The old monk's expression has changed, but he was still standing on his own.

"It's coming!" - a policeman with a square head laughed, and then looked at Xiao Fan and Zhang Fei again. His face suddenly became serious, and he quietly said: "There's one more thing. The Plan of the Four Poems is in motion!"

"The Plan of the Four Poems?" - the old monk's face distorted as soon as he heard it.

With a little silence, he added: "Well, okay. You must be busy, I'll come and see you when I have time."

"Okay!" - The square-headed policeman nodded and turned around and went on his business.

Xiao Fang and two of his companions caught a taxi and went to Lin Zhengtian's house.

Before they got into the car, one of the policemen blocked their way, demanding that they record their testimony. But he was immediately yelled at by a squarehead, so the policeman had to react with resentment and confusion on his face.

...

In the living room of Van's house in Nanjing.

"Sweet Yun, come out, please!" - asked Wang Chenyang for his granddaughter Wang Binyun.

"Of course, Grandpa!" - Wang Binyun jumped up, looked at her new husband and went to the exit, bowing her head low. She went out, deliberately shutting the door behind her.

"Grandpa Van, I see you still frown. Haven't you caught the killer yet?"

Opposite Wang Chenyang was an outstanding brave young man. His eyebrows were shattered, his face sharp, his proud posture, he was a rare handsome man.

He leaned on the back of the sofa and savoured Dahunpao tea, specially brewed by Wang Chenyang.

"That's right!"

Even though he was treated with respect, Wang Chenyang wasn't in the least. On the contrary, his face was even more excited, he smiled unnaturally and answered slightly shyly.

"I heard there's a photo and the perpetrator's fingerprints, but they can't find him, can they?" - laughingly asked a courageous young man, putting the cup down.

"Yes, it is!" - Wang Chenyang smiled bitterly.

"There's something strange about this case. It would seem that with photos and prints it's easy to find the culprit, but it's been half a month, and there's no progress and absolutely no information about the killer!".

"Mm", the young man stretched out, raised a cup and, slowly sipping tea, thought of something, frowning his eyebrows.

Wang Chenyang also took the cup in his hand to taste the tea. His movements were so light and slow that he seemed afraid to disturb the young man.

It's been a long time.

The young man put up the cup and expressed his thoughts: "It seems that ordinary people cannot unravel this business. "It will be impossible to find a murderer using ordinary methods."

"Ordinary methods?" - asked Wang Chenyang a bit perplexed.

Seeing the doubt on Wang Chenyang's face, the brave young man laughed and continued: "There are some things you shouldn't know about. All I can say for now is that the murderer is not an 'ordinary man'!"

"Not an 'ordinary man'?" - Wang Chenyang noticed the intonation with which the young man said 'ordinary man', and it puzzled him a lot.

"There are many hidden things in the world, much more mysterious than you can imagine!" - the young man laughed and said.

"But, considering some aspects, I'm ready to share something with you. What do you know about superpowers?"

"Superpowers?" - Wang Chenyang froze in amazement.

"That's right. "This is directly relevant to your case. The killer is most likely a man with superpowers. He can change his appearance and fingerprints at will. During the killings, he turns into another person, and then returns to his true appearance." - said the young man in a colorless voice.

"He changes his appearance and fingerprints at will!" - when Wang Chenyang heard that, it was as if he had woken up from his sleep.

That's right. This version may seem ridiculous, but it's the only reason it can explain why the case is deadlocked.

It's not that they can't find the killer, it's that the photo and the prints are fake. The starting point of the investigation was wrong and now they can't find the real person.

But are there really people like that in the world?

In Wang Chenyang's eyes, disbelief flashed.

Noticing Wang Chenyang's distrust, the young man shook his head and laughed: "You don't seem to believe it. But it doesn't matter, because the time will come and you will see for yourself. But don't be surprised then."

Wang Chenyang made an awkward laugh.

"By the way, this is for you!" - a young man took paper and a pen lying on the tea table, rustled down a man's address and name and handed the paper to Wang Chenyang.

"This?" - Wang Chenyang asked, confusedly looking at a piece of paper.

However, the young man was not going to explain the meaning of what was written, but only smiled and said: "Let's say you realized that the killer has the ability to change his appearance. But if you really want to find him, then get ready to jump over your head. Go to the man at this address, he knows a way that can help you find the killer!"

"Okay!" - Wang Chenyang hesitated to take a piece of paper.

"It's a man who falls on women, especially very young girls. If you go to him, you'd better take a girl who's not yet 18 years old and then ask him nicely to help you. Even if he swears at you, you must endure everything. If you can stand it, he'll help you find the killer!" - The young man had a slight smile.

"I see!" - Wang Chenyang remembers every word the young man said.

"That's good. There's nothing else to say!" - the young man said and got up.

"Besides, you have to be careful, I don't want any problems in our plan!"

"Of course you do!" - Wang Chenyang hurriedly fell out and laughed.

"It's better that he did!" - a young man took a look at Wang Chenyang.

"I'll see to it personally!" - Wang Chenyang assured him.

"Okay. I have to go, but I'll stop by in my spare time!" - said the young man and left.

"Watch out for the road!" - Wang Chenyang quietly said in the back of the man who was leaving and leaned slightly in reverence.