The hospital president was killed, his heart was scooped out, and the murderer left a stone filled with bizarre symbols in the victim's chest cavity.
It was another bizarre homicide case. Officer Zhou picked up another case file. Seven days ago, a man who illegally hunted protected animals was killed at home. The murderer cut open his abdomen, pulled out his intestines, and inserted an iron rod filled with symbols, then stitched the abdomen back up.
The modus operandi of the two cases was very similar. The murderer would inject anesthetics, then remove organs and insert substitutes, and stitch up the victim.
The two victims differed in age and social background, and there seemed to be no obvious connection between them. This posed difficulties for the police to solve the case.
Who was the murderer? What was the motive behind the killings?
In the first murder, the murderer chose a place with few people to strike. But this time, he astonishingly chose to strike in a hospital, and his target was the hospital president.
The taxi driver had only driven two blocks before the suspect got off. He then switched transportation multiple times. According to surveillance footage nearby, he last disappeared into a grove.
The search scope was further expanded, but there were no discoveries for now.
In the hospital surveillance footage, the man wore a white coat, a white cap, and a white face mask, leaving only his eyes exposed. He walked very quickly, making it impossible to discern his facial features.
The police dispatched police dogs to track him down. All community police also started searching in their jurisdictions.
At the same time, all kinds of media reports flooded in. The brutality of the murderer's methods had already induced panic among the public. Scooping intestines and hearts, this man was simply a devil!
Online, everyone likened the murderer to a cannibal demon. At home, children refused to eat or sleep. Just saying the cannibal demon is here worked to make them obey.
Su He was also questioned, but since the murderer was wrapped up so tightly, he didn't have any useful clues either.
Just as he took out his phone to continue accepting orders, Elder Brother Feng called.
"Hello, Su He. The director is looking everywhere for you. You didn't leave your number and he said there will be on-location shooting. You need to go to the crew in Kunyang Province to shoot for half a month. He asked you to go immediately."
"I don't have time..."
"Su He, I discovered you're getting conceited. You're floating. This is a huge opportunity. So many people want to go but can't. How much can you earn delivering food in one day? You're simply confused!"
Elder Brother Feng felt helpless about Su He. During the first audition one day ago, there was a pretty good role that had intense interactions with the main character. Once the TV series officially aired, wouldn't he immediately become popular with one shot!
Yet Su He only thought about delivering food. It was frustrating beyond words!
"Over 1,000 RMB...I'm quite busy recently. Alright, I'm going to deliver food first..."
It was already 5 pm. Rush hour was about to start. Su He did not plan on leaving the Capital, not to mention it would be half a month.
"Ding, you have a new food order. Please process it in a timely manner."
Over the past few days, Su He had become familiar with this area, and his delivery efficiency improved significantly. He had snatched first place from the station's top deliverer, Qi Zhenguo.
Today, because he was held up for a few hours in the middle, Su He was still ranked second.
When he was busy, Su He didn't have time to check his WeChat messages. Riding the e-bike, he shuttled through the boulevards and alleys of the Capital. Sweat had drenched his clothes and his steps grew increasingly heavy. It wasn't until 1:30 am that Su He stopped accepting orders. He found a noodle restaurant in preparation to fill his stomach before going back to sleep.
During the wait, Su He took out his phone and finally opened WeChat. Elder Brother Feng had left over 100 messages. There were also a few from Ma Mingzhe saying he had already applied for leave and the plane ticket tomorrow, asking Su He to pick him up at the airport.
Director Yu Qing sent a friend request. Su He approved it. Unexpectedly, Yu Qing instantly replied back this late.
"Su He, the crew is planning on going to Kunyang Province for on-location shooting. Do you have time over the next few days?"
In the study room, Yu Qing stared at his phone screen somewhat nervously. Over the past few days, his show "Night Walker"continued to trend. The investor added another 50 million RMB budget, allowing him to shoot on location in Kunyang Province.
To this end, he even revised the script to increase Su He's scenes, but he didn't expect that Su He went to deliver food without replying to his message for a whole night.
In the entire crew, only Elder Brother Feng had Su He's WeChat. There wasn't even a phone number. This wait lasted an entire night.
"I don't have time. I have to deliver food." While eating noodles, Su He replied back.
As a new delivery guy, he had to run around at least 8 hours a day. He truly didn't have time to go too far away.
No time!
The reason was he had to deliver food!
Yu Qing really wanted to curse out loudly. For any other actor, he wouldn't even bother with them. As long as it was a drama directed by him, even with zero pay, countless celebrities would be willing to take on supporting roles.
But it was precisely this Su He that he both loved and hated. His acting was undoubtedly superior to many celebrities, and he was handsome on top of that. Once the behind-the-scene shots came out, viewership immediately rose.
"We increased your scenes. About 50 minutes total. Based on our previous agreed price, it would be 40,000 RMB total. If we progress quickly, it can be finished in two to three days!"
"Alright Director, when do we set off?"
Su He agreed without a second thought. He couldn't refuse since the pay was too high.
"About a week. I need to coordinate schedules with Li Yifeng and Song Yi. I'll notify you then." Yu Qing heaved a sigh of relief. At least he could sleep well tonight.
It was already past 2 am. Not long after Su He walked out of the noodle restaurant, he ran into someone familiar.
It was Qi Zhenguo, the top deliverer at the station. A man who seemed to have cheats on.
Although in his 40s, Qi Zhenguo looked to be 60 years old. His hair was white and wrinkles marked his weathered face.
At this time, he was squatting at the roadside covering his head. Blood flowed through his fingers.
Next to him, a Land Rover stopped and a man with a shrill voice cursed, "Damn delivery guy, looking to die! So unlucky running into you in the middle of the night. You damaged my car. Can you afford to pay for it?"
Qi Zhenguo's honest face instantly revealed an apologetic smile. Under the dim light, he looked very pale.
"Sorry, sorry...It was my carelessness...Luckily I didn't hit you..." Qi Zhenguo nodded and bowed repeatedly to apologize. Just now as he rode his e-bike attempting to make a left turn, a car suddenly appeared from behind. At the critical moment, he immediately fell to the ground. Although his head was injured, fortunately he didn't hit the other person's car.
As a popular host, Zhang Dada was used to being arrogant. Seeing Qi Zhenguo admit his mistake, Zhang Dada immediately said, "You delivery guys are simply the cancer of society. No manners at all!"
"Buddy, aren't you going overboard? If you weren't driving so fast just now, this wouldn't have happened. And I didn't even hit your car. You should be the one to apologize to me!"
Blood still flowed from the wound on Qi Zhenguo's head, but he didn't expect the other to retort with such appalling words.
"What qualifications does a mere delivery guy have to ask me to apologize? You deserve to deliver food your whole life. Let me tell you that workers need to defer and fawn. Don't think about equality. You guys aren't even qualified!"
Zhang Dada's words deeply angered Qi Zhenguo. He clenched his fists and glared at Zhang Dada. He picked up his fallen e-bike, preparing to leave.
"Forget it. It's just real unlucky today. Not wasting my breath on you anymore. The recording is going to be late. Luckily for you or I'll post you online and scold you to death..."
Zhang Dada was rushed for time. He directly left in the car.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
