God Bestows Evil

Chapter 47 Farewell to the past

 The new detective agency is warm, comfortable and cozy.

While remodeling his home, Wu Xian's heart was gradually cleansed.

 He is an orphan.

　　Can't remember his experiences before he was ten years old. After he was ten years old, he was adopted by an old detective and was forced by the old man to study for half of college.

 As for why it’s half…

 Of course the old man died.

Wu Xian dropped out of school and took over the detective agency and began to investigate the Fudi case. At that time, Wu Xian didn't care what would happen to him, he just wanted to know the truth about Fudi.

 But after entering the blessed land, his heart felt strangely peaceful.

 So he wanted to live seriously and exquisitely.

Wu Xian squatted on the ground, packing and sealing some old things at home that he was reluctant to throw away. When he was putting them into a photo frame, he stopped. After hesitating for a while, he placed the photo frame on the bedside table.

 The photo in the frame is of Wu Xian and an old man.

Wu Xian dusted himself off and stood up.

“Then now, I only need to do one last thing, and I can say goodbye to the past completely.”

He came outside the detective agency, stepped on the ladder and took down the detective agency's sign. Under the surprised eyes of passers-by, he stuffed the sign into the trash can without any hesitation.

 “A good life does not require such a thing as work.”

Just as Wu Xian was indulging in the joy of breaking free, he suddenly heard the phone ringing in the room.

 ‘Let’s learn how to bark like a dog, let’s bark like a dog...’

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes.

 “It’s finally here.”

This ringtone is not Wu Xian’s, but Lu Yuzhu’s.

Wu Xian walked back to the room and picked up the phone. A refreshing and energetic male voice came from the phone. This must be the 'dominant little milk dog'.

When Wu Xiangang got Lu Yuzhu's phone number, he discovered that the little puppy was licking Lu Yuzhu.

“Hey, Yuzhu, help me, I lost at cards, transfer 1,000 yuan to me, and I’ll pay you back when I win.”

 “Yeah, he’s still a gambling dog.”

Wu Xian looked through Lu Yuzhu’s transaction records and found that the little milk dog had never repaid the money he borrowed.

 He smiled slightly and replied in a formulaic tone.

“Hello, this is Ping An Funeral Home. Are you a family member of Ms. Lu Yuzhu? She was cremated in our home three days ago. May I ask..."

"It's bad luck. She's dead. Don't ask me for funeral expenses. I'm not familiar with her."

Wu Xian grinned: "No, Ms. Lu's legacy is a mobile phone and some cash. Is it convenient for you to receive it?"

The little puppy was overjoyed: "Convenient, it must be convenient!"

"Our rule here is that relics cannot be handed over in person, so before noon tomorrow, I will put the package in the locker opposite Qipei Restaurant on Chuhe Road. After putting it away, I will issue you the locker number and password, okay? ?”

 “Follow your rules, I’m not in a hurry!”

Wu Xian hung up the phone.

If this domineering little dog is smart enough, he will find that Wu Xian's words are full of loopholes, but Wu Xian doesn't think that a gambling dog who blackmails his girlfriend has this intelligence.

The house is now finished.

It's time to do some investigation. Although Wu Xian no longer works as a detective, he will often visit the blessed place in the future, and some things must be investigated to feel at ease.

Now that he is a dependent, there are some things that the Blessed Land will no longer keep secret from him, and he should be able to find out more things than before.

Wu Xian came to the newly renovated e-sports room.

 Turn on the computer with full RGB lighting effects and start to prepare a document. In the document, he entered the notes given to him by Qi Zhiyong, and added the details of this blessed land, as well as some Wu Xian's conjectures about the blessed land.

 This document is a bait.

 But when Wu Xian wanted to save it, he felt heart palpitations for no reason. A wisp of filth emitted from the computer, and a shadow wrapped in a black robe suddenly appeared, with a black hand on Wu Xian's shoulder and a blurry face facing Wu Xian's ear.

 “The secret of heaven must not be leaked.”

 After saying this, the black shadow disappeared into nothingness.

Wu Xian sat on the ergonomic chair. He took it easy for a while before regaining his ability to move. The mental shock he just said, "The secret must not be leaked," was even far greater than that of Xunzi, the big boss in the last blessed land. Ghost mother.

It seems that this black-robed shadow should be Blessed Land's warning to him.

If information about the blessed land is leaked from Wu Xian to people who don't know about the blessed land, Wu Xian will encounter terrible things.

“No wonder I haven’t found any valuable clues after three years of investigation...”

“It turns out there is this thing watching.”

“I’m afraid that all those who dare to disobey this warning will disappear from the world, and the end may be even more terrible than death.”

Wu Xian sighed helplessly.

 Plan A doesn’t work anymore, so let’s try plan B now.

He deleted the previous folder, then downloaded the complete collection of Calabash Brothers, encrypted the entire collection multiple times, and created a compressed package. He stored the compressed package in Lu Yuzhu's mobile phone and wrote a description.

‘Dear, this document is very important. I can’t tell you the unlock password directly, but if you remember our agreement, you will be able to remember the password. Please help me protect this file. ’

Wu Xian then set up a scheduled email before putting his cell phone and some yellow paper into a package.

 …

  The second day.

 Chuhe Road, Qipei Restaurant.

 The time is close to twelve o'clock.

Wu Xian, after a simple disguise, ordered a few dishes and a bottle of "Tingji Brand" coconut juice, sat at the window and squinted his eyes to enjoy the food.

 He put the package in the locker last night.

The surveillance here is in a state of disrepair, and he deliberately avoids routes where he may encounter people, so no one will know that he put the things there.

Two hours ago, a scheduled email was sent to Lu Yuzhu's mailbox. The recipient of the email was the president of the largest newspaper in Fuyuan City.

 The content of the email is as follows.

 “I’m stuck in it forever and can’t leave.”

 “But even if I die, I will still make my voice heard!”

“I want to reveal the horrific truth. Everything about the Blessed Land case is on my mobile phone, and my lover will tell you everything.”

“Please, stop hiding it and let everyone know the truth!”

Wu Xian doesn’t know how it will develop in the future.

 But if the impact of the blessed land on reality is profound enough, then something interesting should happen in a while.

 Soon the time was approaching twelve o'clock.

Wu Xian bit off a piece of pot meat and saw a handsome young man with yellow hair and earrings sneaking towards the locker.

This young man is exactly the "tyrannical little milk dog".

 His name is Huogai.

Huo Gai was worried that Lu Yuzhu's parents would come to collect the relics, so he was always vigilant about his surroundings.

But when he opened the locker and touched a wad of banknotes through the cloth bag, he relaxed his vigilance and quietly opened the package through a gap.

He looked through the gap, his face suddenly changed, and he stamped his feet angrily on the spot.

The package contained no money at all.

 It’s just a bunch of banknotes!

 (End of this chapter)