This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

【Scene Four Filming Complete】

【Script "Clinic" Filming Complete】

【Script Ending: As a doctor, you found the patient's cause, cured the disease with a single cut, and fulfilled the doctor's duty】

【Character Restoration Score 90, Acting Score 92, Plot Score 85, Overall Score B, Reward Available】

【Gained Divine Power "True Sight Dharma Eyes"】

【Contamination Progress Cleared 5%】

Only a B rating?

The higher the rating, the greater the chance of getting good things.

"The plot score is too low. Perhaps acting strictly according to the script's plot won't get a high score. Some plots not in the script require improvisation from the actors. Maybe I can spice things up in the future."

Lin Jue pondered, feeling a cold sensation on his eyes, as if a cold wind was blowing into them.

He found that the world before him had changed. He could clearly see strands of black aura缠绕 around Li Cheng's corpse.

"What is this?" Lin Jue reached out to grab it, but the strands of aura gradually disappeared into the air.

Could it be that these black auras can be used to identify the uncanny?

First cultivation methods, then divine powers... is this trying to make me cultivate immortality in a world of the uncanny?

Lin Jue wiped the blood off his face with a few tissues and opened the door.

There was such a commotion in the room just now, but Zhang Yanmei didn't react. What is this contaminated woman doing?

Zhang Yanmei wasn't in the living room. Instead, clattering sounds came from the kitchen.

Lin Jue stealthily approached the kitchen, only to see the woman diligently chopping a large bone on the cutting board, seemingly unaware of the commotion in the room.

"Sister Zhang," Lin Jue called out.

Zhang Yanmei turned her head blankly. After seeing that it was Lin Jue, she mechanically showed a smile: "Doctor Zhou, go sit down. I'll have the meal ready soon."

"Can't she see that I'm covered in her 'son's' blood?" Lin Jue narrowed his eyes. He didn't see any black aura on Zhang Yanmei.

It seems that his speculation was correct. The True Sight Dharma Eyes can help him distinguish the uncanny.

He returned a smile: "Sister Zhang, I'd like to borrow your phone to make a call. My phone is dead."

"It's on the sofa in the living room. Go ahead and use it," Zhang Yanmei said, then continued to focus on chopping the large bone, even though the cleaver in her hand was already nicked.

"Poor woman, her husband died, and she's been contaminated by some guy who randomly calls her 'Mom'."

Lin Jue retreated to the living room, picked up the phone from the sofa, and quickly dialed a number.

"Hello, I want to report a crime!"

… …

Walking out of the apartment building, Lin Jue had already returned to his original appearance.

He glanced at the surveillance camera not far away, found a corner to sit down, and played with his phone nonchalantly.

When he transmigrated, he discovered that although this world had the uncanny, it maintained basic social stability, indicating that there must be an organization behind it maintaining order and specifically handling uncanny events.

His purpose in reporting the crime was to prove this speculation. Once it was discovered to be an uncanny event, someone would definitely come to handle it.

… …

In less than ten minutes, police cars roared in and quickly completely sealed off Unit 3.

"Team Wang, the people from the Checkpoint Division are here."

In the police force guarding the apartment building, a young policeman leaned close to a middle-aged police officer and whispered.

The police officer known as Team Wang turned his head to look, only to see three figures walking over. The leader was a man in a suit. As soon as he approached, the man took out his credentials and said, "Checkpoint Division, Chen Fu."

The credentials read [Chen Fu, Captain of the Checkpoint Division's Night Shade Squad] and other information.

After confirming that the credentials were correct, Team Wang breathed a sigh of relief: "The scene has been sealed off. We'll hand it over to you."

"What's the specific situation at the scene?" Chen Fu looked up at the apartment building.

"We didn't dare to go up," Team Wang said with a wry smile. "You know, this kind of thing is beyond our scope of handling."

Chen Fu nodded to show understanding and led his men upstairs.

Outside Room 305, the door was open, and just standing at the door, one could smell the decaying, pungent odor coming from inside, as if something had been dead in the room for a long time.

In the living room, Zhang Yanmei sat at the dining table, eating heartily, as if she couldn't smell that odor.

Seeing Chen Fu and his two men suddenly rush in, the middle-aged woman was startled and looked terrified: "Who are you people!"

Is she an ordinary person who has been contaminated?

Chen Fu whispered to the team member next to him: "Control her."

The team member immediately took action. Using some unknown method, Zhang Yanmei's eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Chen Fu then walked to the source of the decaying smell, which was a room in the far corner. The door frame was densely covered with knife marks.

The door was ajar and opened with a creak when gently pushed.

In the center of the small room, lay a decaying corpse, its limbs twisted and its appearance hideous.

From beginning to end, Chen Fu's expression didn't change in the slightest. He put on gloves, squatted next to the corpse, and reached out to pinch a piece of flesh.

"Bring the compass over."

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A shorter team member hurriedly took out a bronze compass from his pocket.

The compass was engraved with a circle of strange symbols, like scales, and in the center was a bronze spoon.

Chen Fu placed the piece of flesh in his hand into the spoon, and the spoon slowly began to rotate, with the handle eventually stopping in front of a symbol.

"It's the lowest-level E-grade uncanny…"

Chen Fu refocused his gaze on the corpse. Although the corpse was no longer human-shaped, the knife wounds on its body were still clearly visible. The wounds were charred, as if they had been burned by fire.

"This knife wound should be from the most common fruit knife. It seems that some extraordinary person solved this uncanny."

"The traces of fighting in the room are not obvious. The battle was one-sided. That extraordinary person's strength should be stronger than this uncanny, but judging from the damage caused, the strength is not considered strong…"

Chen Fu's gaze was serious: "Every knife was stabbed into a vital area. This guy knows the human anatomy very well."

This couldn't help but arouse his curiosity. He instructed the team member next to him: "Xiao Qi, go ask the nearby neighbors if any strangers have come to this building recently."

The short team member somewhat reluctantly cleaned the piece of flesh off the spoon and agreed before leaving the room.

Chen Fu sat in the living room, looking thoughtfully at the phone on the sofa.

He picked it up. The phone's wallpaper was a selfie of Zhang Yanmei. It could be seen that this was the middle-aged woman's phone.

In the call history, there was a police report call.

"Did this woman report the crime?" Chen Fu stared at the woman who had fainted on the ground, then immediately denied the idea.

When they came in just now, this woman clearly seemed to know nothing. It couldn't have been her.

Then it was the person who killed the uncanny who reported the crime.

"Using someone else's phone to report the crime... is it because he doesn't want to reveal his identity?"

Before long, Xiao Qi brought a blond-haired man.

"He said that he saw a doctor come here this morning."

As soon as the blond-haired man entered the room, he pinched his nose and exaggeratedly said, "What's that smell!"

When he saw Zhang Yanmei fainting on the ground, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had realized something: "Did something enter this house?"

"Don't worry, it's been taken care of," Chen Fu turned to look at the blond-haired man.

The blond-haired man's expression visibly relaxed. He recalled: "To be precise, that man came out of 305, wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, around thirty years old, like a doctor."

"Anything else?" Chen Fu asked again.

The blond-haired man frowned, thought for a long time, and then said somewhat uncertainly, "There was a nameplate on his white coat. It seemed to be called something…"

"Haitian Clinic, Zhou Yue."