Chapter Fourteen: The Prophecy of the Emperor

  The next day, our team received an order from the Central Bureau to release Chu Jiang immediately!

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Tianxiang, whose face had turned pale with anger. We all felt extremely uncomfortable in our hearts. What was going on upstairs? Let us solve the case and catch the culprit, only to release him again - damn it!

  It's really frustrating, after joining the workforce I realized that it's not just about achieving something, but also about timing and adapting to circumstances. Don't think you're so capable just because you've accomplished something - if your leader says you're doing well, even if you're not, they'll still say you are; and if they say you're not doing well, even if you are, it's still not good enough.

  "Kid, you've been watching too many detective dramas, haven't you? You even got yourself a broken glove, thinking you're some kind of godly detective?" Chu Jiang freed himself from the handcuffs, his disdainful gaze first falling on me.

  A surge of anger rushed to my head, and I didn't care about anything anymore. In front of everyone, I confronted him: "Great leader, do you really think it's safe to leave from here? Let me tell you, this place is much safer for you than the outside."

  "Chuan Jie, what are you saying!" Several team leaders hastily stopped him: "Don't say useless things, remember that trouble comes from the mouth, don't forget, he is still the municipal party secretary..."

  "No, you let him speak." Chu Jiang waved his hand, and a hint of doubt flashed across his face: "What did you little brat mean just now? Who wants to harm me? Can't you come openly, do you still want to secretly plot against the leader?"

  At this time, I suddenly had an idea and loudly said: "Our major crime unit will not do such a dirty thing. You are the throat of the entire case, as long as you are gone, your superiors' brains will be completely safe!"

  After hearing this, Chu Jiang suddenly enlightened and smiled: "Since it's a throat, how can I die on top? Kid, next time, your car's bulletproof glass won't save you either."

  He is really bold, as a municipal party committee leader, he openly threatened me, it's simply lawless!

  I sneered for a moment: "After this time going back, you may be able to fry Liu Meihui to death in an oil pot, but do you think I'm the same as them?"

  "What!" This time, Chu Jiang was really furious, his tone even trembling: "How did you know, it's impossible for you to know, he absolutely wouldn't tell you!"

  It's really like that!

  "Remember, when you go back, it's not to kill Liu Meihui, but to protect her. If she dies, you will also be crushed by the giant stone. The fate of all of you has actually been arranged long ago."

  "Impossible, this is impossible, how did you know?" Chu Jiang, this great leader, also lost his rationality.

  "Because I am from the Provincial Bureau's Major Crimes Unit." My response was filled with a loud and clear tone.

  On the fifth day after Chu Jiang returned, I was crowned by the major case team as - The Emperor of Prophecy!

  Chu Jiang disobeyed the orders and did not kill Liu Meihui, so as he walked out of the Municipal Government Building, he was crushed to death by a large stone falling from the 17th floor.

  Right after that, on the way to visit us, Liu Mei-hui was splashed with boiling hot oil all over her body and sent to the hospital, where she was already at death's door.

  We waited for thirteen hours outside the long corridor of Chuanbei City Hospital, only to receive news of Liu Meihui's death.

  At that moment, we suddenly turned cold and silent.

  It wasn't until much later that Jiang Yu's hoarse voice spoke up, "We've long known the outcome of this story, yet we didn't stop death from arriving. Isn't that too cruel?"

  "Chop...". Lin Ruoyin's small mouth pouted: "These several corrupt officials have caused the country to lose hundreds of billions, this money can help how many school dropouts, how many young people get married and start a business, how many helpless old people get elderly care and medical treatment. One death is already a bargain for them."

  "This curse is far from over." The scenes in my mind were like a shadow of time, and the answer was constantly being verified.

  "My goodness!" Jiang Yi was about to go crazy: "Chuan Jie, don't say that, your mouth says who will die and even the way of death is not different at all, it's simply a curse."

  Lin Ruo Yin smiled and jokingly said: "Chuan Jie Ge Ge, someone has been making delicious food for you every day recently, but hasn't offended you, oh ~"

  "Didn't you notice?" I didn't joke with the 'girls', but seriously took out a map from my backpack: "Look at the map, the incident originated on the 18th floor of the Iron Building, this is the only suicide, and then there are Longjia Real Estate, Water Bureau, Municipal Affairs Hall, and finally, it's in the suburbs of Chuanbei. You haven't felt that something is wrong here?"

  Jiang Yu nervously glanced around and leaned in close to me: "I just feel that people can't do bad things, if they do bad things, they will suffer retribution, like them."

  "Haha~" Lin Ruoyin laughed heartily and said: "Don't worry, beautiful girl, with me around to take care of evil spirits, even if there's a bad person like Chuan Jie who deceives little girls, isn't he also being kept 'plump' by me?"

  This is indeed a fact, I have been practicing hard for nearly two months, eating well, drinking well and sleeping well, and my body has become stronger.

  But now I'm really exhausted, and the whole case can't be connected at all. Is it that I know too little or have missed something?

  At this time, Wang Ye Zhong, the deputy director of the team, signed the death certificate and opened his throat: "Withdrawal, everyone go back to collect their belongings, we should withdraw from northern Sichuan."

  "What! What!" At least forty members of the task force in the corridor all had disbelieving expressions: "Director Wang, we haven't even caught the biggest fish yet, are we just going to leave like this? We still haven't cracked the case!"

  "Wang Ye let out a sigh and said, 'Three trillion, recovering two-tenths of it is already much better than expected. The top will take care of their own affairs, we've done what we're supposed to do.'"

  At that moment, everyone fell silent. What can we do now? Going directly to the grand hall of the Provincial Bureau to inquire about the three leaders is simply unrealistic.

  "It's what we're supposed to do!" At this time, something in my mind was touched: "We've done what we're supposed to do, and the big tiger behind the scenes has also done what he's supposed to do. Among those who are prepared, there is only one person whose business is not yet finished. Yes, that's right, he hasn't finished it yet, this matter has not ended!

  "Chuan Jie, what's wrong with you?" The gaze of the colleagues in the major case squad came: "This prophecy emperor, recently 'spirit' is too tight, go back and let Director Lin approve a vacation, take a good rest for a few days, yes, in this endless, evidence-less case, he has made great contributions..."

  Wang Ye Zhong suddenly realized something and strode over to ask: "Chuan Jie, what else have you discovered about this case?"

  Taking a deep breath, I gazed at him with a cold and cautious eye: "This matter has not ended yet, his curse is still in effect!"

  Wang Yezhong was stunned and lost his smile: "I just can't figure you out, little guy. The whole case, there's not a shred of real evidence, any leads are all nonsensical, we haven't even investigated the victim's family members, anyway, what we've investigated is all lies. How did you manage to get it right with just one calculation? Tell me, Deputy Director, how did you figure it out?"

  There was a commotion and everyone came over together.

  I furrowed my brow, thinking for a moment before saying: "Director Wang, you just said that our matter is done and the matter of the big tiger behind the scenes is also done. However, among those who are prepared, only Liu Haibin's matter has not been done yet. He believed in the eighteen layers of hell and chose this kind of suicide. But according to the teachings of the eighteen layers of hell, the suffering in hell has a time limit - at least 135 billion years for minor cases, 540 billion years for medium cases, and 1.025 trillion years for severe cases. We have only recovered 20% of the national loss, so this shouldn't be his final note. Moreover, he determined everyone's death, why did that big tiger behind the scenes do it?"

  Everyone was shocked: "Chuan Jie, what did you just say? How could this be? Are people still going to die? This is too ridiculous!"

  Wang Ye Zhong angrily said: "If it's really as you say, Liu Hai Bin is taking revenge on all the bad people, then that's for the best. These corrupt officials can all die and we'll just be responsible for confiscating their assets."

  "Right!" I suddenly remembered something: "Director Wang, what about the ancient torture instruments beside the deceased? Who has them in their hands now?"

  "No way! No way!" The crowd was quite frantic, and Lin Ruoyin grabbed my collar and shouted: "Although we don't believe in evil spirits, and not '迷' (mesmerized), but that dirty thing try to touch as little as possible, hand it over to the National Cultural Relics Bureau...... Cultural Relics Bureau!"

  At that moment, everyone present widened their eyes, took a deep breath, and exclaimed in unison: "Wenwujugu - Yun Shaojie!"

  Chuanbei is a treasure land for national cultural relics, and Provincial Party Secretary Yun Shaojie is in charge of the Cultural Relics Bureau. This is a well-known fact, but can this theory be implemented?

  None of us knew anything about it, and now that this case has reached this point, those above have already given the order to stop investigating.

  What should we do?

  Everyone returned to the homicide squad's camp in a gloomy atmosphere, silently packing their belongings. I didn't move, staring at my laptop, looking at that thirty-something-year-old radiant face, and couldn't believe there was such a young, beautiful 'female' provincial party secretary.

  Lin Ruo Yin, who had been busy running around, came over and stepped on my stool with her small foot, saying: "There's no way someone so young can be a big leader, they must have slept with that even bigger leader to get ahead, disgusting."

  Jiang Yu helplessly spread out her small hands: "Beauty is a woman's pass, an old saying, but it's an unshakeable truth."

  "She will also die." I suddenly said something so careless and thoughtless.

  "Ah~~~~~ah~~~~~" The two girls shouted in unison: "Crow's mouth, Emperor of Prophecy, how can you say someone is dead again? Isn't that wrong? We are suspicious of her, but after all, we still don't have conclusive evidence. You're cursing someone to death like this, it's not right."

  "I was just kidding, no need to take it seriously." Forgive me for being a bit mischievous.

  "Alright, Chuan Jie, hurry up and pack your things."

  "Exactly!" Lin Ruoyin said indignantly: "Recently, the two of us have been cooking for this stinky wooden head, how about it? You still want us to help you with laundry? Let me tell you, no way! Just wait until we get back, you'll be in trouble, humph~"

  I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my face with both hands: "If she's dead, this case will probably have to be reopened and thoroughly investigated. At that time, there will definitely be many tasks to do. Tsk, tsk, tsk... You guys are cleaning up the clothes, what a waste of effort."

  Two hours minus a few minutes, to be exact, one hour and forty-five minutes.

  Something big has happened, Provincial Party Secretary Yun Shaojie... is dead.