When Su Yao and Bai Ze rushed to Fu Jingchen's mountaintop villa, they unexpectedly saw their third aunt standing outside the gate.
As the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau in Yaocheng Fengye District, Fu Qingyi's jurisdiction does not cover this area.
The moment he saw Su Yao appear, Fu Qingyi walked over quickly as if he saw a savior: "Yaoyao..."
Quickly pulling Su Yao to the corner, she confessed, "Yaoyao, Su Ziyun has already told you the details of the case, right?"
"Third aunt, just say what you want to say."
Fu Qingyi's expression was complicated. After a few seconds of hesitation, he confessed: "Fu Jingchen... is my half-brother."
"I just learned this secret an hour ago... I didn't want to tell you, but Fu Jingchen is dead now... I hope the murderer can be caught as soon as possible."
Su Yao's face was calm: "Fu Jingchen is a half-demon, the people from Bureau 79 will find out the cause of his death."
"I know...but I'm afraid I can't find it, so Third Aunt hopes you can help me, okay?"
"I'll do my best."
"That's great! I thank you on behalf of the old man!" Fu Qingyi shook Su Yao's hand with both hands.
Fu Qingyi's rank is not high enough to enter the crime scene.
When Su Yao walked into the villa, none of the dozens of people from Bureau 79 dared to stop him. They all made way for him respectfully and nodded one by one, addressing him as "Director Su".
One of the new employees in the grassroots team whispered to the old employee next to him: "Who is she?"
"Rumor has it that she's Director Su's ex-wife... Not only is she an exceptional medical practitioner, she's also a formidable celestial master... Even Elder Youlian is in awe of her!"
The new employee sighed: "Director Su's ex-wife...what a character!" Otherwise, Director Su wouldn't have fallen for her.
At present, the cordon in the villa area has been set up, and the talisman formation team of Bureau 79 is embedding the last isolation formation into the cracks in the ground around the mansion to prevent any evil spirit from leaking out.
A strange fishy smell filled the luxurious bedroom, and the air was faintly salty and bloody, like an ancient underwater tomb.
Fu Jingchen's body lay at the end of the bed. He no longer maintained his human form, and his true form was completely revealed... a human body with a sea lion's tail. His skin was pale, and his tail was covered with marks of being cut by sharp weapons. The demon patterns on his body were blurred, his eyeballs were turned outward, and his tongue was purple. His death was extremely miserable.
"It's like he was skinned and poisoned, and then the demon pill was forcibly shattered with electricity." Someone from the forensic team muttered in a low voice, not daring to speak too loudly.
Su Yao stepped into the room, his purple eyes swept around, and he hooked his fingertips habitually. His spiritual power moved slightly, and an invisible ripple spread out, instantly blocking the remaining demonic energy.
"You're here." Zhou Qilin had been waiting at the scene for a long time. When he learned that Su Yao would come, he deliberately sprayed on a charming perfume.
The moment he saw Su Yao, his eyes suddenly became burning, as if he was staring at a rare work of art.
"Su Yao, I didn't expect you to come here in person." He stepped forward and smiled meaningfully: "I remember that you and Fu Jingchen didn't seem to have much friendship?"
Su Yao did not respond, as if she didn't hear what he said at all.
Zhou Qilin frowned slightly, looking embarrassed, but still managed a forced smile: "Tsk, still so aloof."
At this time, Su Ziyun ran in breathlessly: "Sister, the monitoring equipment has been repaired by the magic weapon team! Do you want to take a look?"
Su Yao nodded and walked towards the light array.
A video was projected onto the air, showing the corridor outside the bedroom. For a few seconds, everything was normal, then suddenly the lights flickered out, and then the sound of a clear bell could be heard from the screen.
Zhou Qilin spoke to himself, "It sounds like some kind of small magical weapon, used to power mental attacks?"
"No." Su Yao's voice was calm but carried an undeniable dignity: "This is the 'Sea Conch', a species unique to the aquatic creatures."
She looked at the eerie sound in the projection. "The sea snail is a spiritual induction instrument. It can only be nurtured in extremely deep water pressure. It contains a spell pattern that can sense spiritual consciousness. Once activated, it can induce the hidden demonic nature in the host."
"Before Fu Jingchen died, his demon core went out of control and his tail scales attacked him. This was because the sea snail awakened the 'second soul consciousness' hidden deep within his body."
Su Ziyun was stunned: "Sister, you mean..."
"There is another soul hidden in Fu Jingchen's body, and that is the real target." Su Yao looked at Fu Jingchen's broken body and said lightly: "The murderer tortured Fu Jingchen not to vent his anger, but to force out his other identity."
Unexpectedly, Dugu Jiu, who was so low-key and secretive, was still discovered.
Zi Mou subconsciously thought of Su Murong.
Bai Ze understood and whispered to Su Yao, "Master, could it be Su Murong? Did he leak information about Dugu Jiu to others, hoping to kill someone else with a borrowed knife?"
"That's possible."
Su Ziyun also thought of Dugu Jiu and asked, "Sister, the murderer behind the scenes is from the Water Tribe, but is he manipulating the Heavenly Master to commit the crime?"
She said, "Maybe they are in the same group."
Zhou Qilin was confused and frowned, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, can you guys explain it more clearly?"
"Who are you forcing to show up? Who do you say is the target?"
He looked at Su Yao, his tone hiding a bit of dissatisfaction: "Su Yao, you are so mysterious as soon as you open your mouth. Do you think we are not worthy of listening to you?"
"You are not qualified." Su Ziyun sneered.
Su Yao didn't look back and just walked away.
Zhou Qilin stood there, his face flushed. He looked at Su Yao's tall and proud back, and suddenly felt his blood boiling, as if he was completely treated as air.
I just feel like a clown!
"Damn it..." He slammed his right fist against the wall and clenched his teeth.
In his eyes were uncontrollable anger, unwillingness, humiliation, and... a hint of deep infatuation.
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