I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 808 Quick, Quick, Quick!

Chapter 808: Chapter 808 Quick, Quick, Quick!

Wearing this T-shirt, your muscle lines were completely exposed. That wouldn’t be too bad, but those cheap jeans were entirely too small for you; the thighs of the pants weren’t even as wide as your calves!

What’s going on?

There weren’t many clothes in the wardrobe to begin with, and after trying on each one, not a single piece fit—they were all too small, even the sandals were two sizes too small.

Could it be that falling off a slope could suddenly make someone’s body grow?

Scratching your head and unable to come up with a solution, the clever you immediately chose to give up further exploration. You took all the sixteen hundred yuan from the envelope, put on the borrowed clothes, and headed out the door.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and ’face is the index of the mind’ is a concept valued by the Huaxia people.

You spent half the money on a new outfit and, under the starry eyes of the shop staff, left the store to walk alone in the bustling streets.

You walked into a noodle shop and said to the owner, "Boss, I’d like a bowl of beef noodles."

"Right away!"

While the noodle shop owner was preparing your noodles, you noticed four men entering the shop. You had sharp eyes, quickly glanced at their waists, and realized that all four of them were carrying 95 pistols!

As the four sat down, one of the men wearing glasses said to what appeared to be the leader, "Captain Zhang, it’s been three days since this case started, and we’re still without a clue. The morale of the team is low. Remember when we took this case, we all pledged our commitment to Captain Xian with confidence."

That Captain Zhang was actually Zhang Zifeng. After Xian Qianling was transferred to Eastern Sea, he happened to be on a mission there too and subsequently joined Xian Qianling’s squad, being promoted to vice-captain.

Zhang Zifeng scratched his head and sighed, "There’s nothing we can do; this case is just too bizarre. There are no eyewitnesses, and those supposed evidences don’t provide a single clue. We’re just groping in the dark. If this goes on, we’ll soon become the laughingstock of our peers."

"What should we do, then?"

"Sigh, if all else fails, we might have to ask for help from the supernatural detective society in Yuhang."

"Hey, Captain Zhang, I heard that the president of the detective agency is in a romantic relationship with our Captain Xian?"

"Don’t spread rumors like that! If Captain Xian finds out, we’re all in deep trouble!"

"Well, Captain Xian isn’t here, so just tell us. Everyone in the Eastern Sea Police Bureau has been talking about this, saying that Captain Xian transferred here after losing out in a competition... hey, why did you hit me?"

Zhang Zifeng glared at the man. Although he lowered his voice, anger and threat could still be heard, "I don’t know who is spreading these rumors, but as subordinates of Captain Xian, I hope you understand that Captain Xian is the best criminal investigator and the best boss I’ve ever seen, bar none! If any of you spread rumors again, don’t blame me if I come down hard on you!"

The other three shrank in their seats and said no more.

"Your beef noodles are ready."

The noodle shop owner brought the steaming bowl of beef noodles to you. As you lowered your head to eat, Zhang Zifeng happened to look over at you.

"Mu Yun!?"

Zhang Zifeng stood up abruptly, rushing towards you.

You looked up with a blank expression, "You know me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zifeng paused and examined you more closely.

The more he looked at you, the tighter his brows furrowed.

He knew your personality too well. Normally, if he greeted you, you would definitely respond, and would not look so bewildered.

Additionally, Zhang Zifeng noticed that your eyes were different from the ones he remembered. Although you bore an identical appearance, your body seemed a bit more robust.

"Uh, sorry, I might have mistaken you for someone else."

You shrugged and replied with a smile, "It’s okay; I just have a common face."

Zhang Zifeng had a good impression of you and extended his hand, "My name is Zhang Zifeng, and I’m a criminal detective."

When you heard that the other party was a detective, you showed surprise. Then, taking his hand, you smiled and said, "My name is Mu Yun, I’m a high school teacher."

"Mu Yun?"

"That’s right, Mu as in shepherd, Yun as in cloud."

Zhang Zifeng froze for a moment then asked, "Your last name is Mu?"

"Yes, why?"

"Are you sure you’re not surnamed Li?" Zhang Zifeng still couldn’t believe there could be another person so similar-looking in the world.

You said with a smile, "Of course, everyone who knows me is aware that I’m surnamed Mu, and it’s confirmed on my ID card and teacher certification."

Zhang Zifeng nodded, "Sorry, it seems I’ve really mistaken you for someone else."

"No worries."

After eating, you left the noodle shop under the gaze of Zhang Zifeng.

During this time, Zhang Zifeng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and put it back several times, repeating this action at least five or six times.

He was hesitating whether to share this information with Xian Qianling, but after careful consideration, he finally decided against it. He knew very well that Xian Qianling was stubborn; once she had settled upon something, she would never change her mind, especially regarding matters of the heart.

There are similar-looking people in the world, but it’s impossible for two people to share identical abilities and personalities entirely.

You didn’t give much thought to your encounter with Zhang Zifeng in the noodle shop. Having finished the meal, naturally, you headed home.

The roads of Eastern Sea City were extensive; there were at least seven or eight different routes you could take to get home from the noodle shop, but being a bit lazy, you chose the same quiet alley you had walked with your landlord in the daytime.

Walking in the deserted alley, you couldn’t shake the chilling sensation on your back.

Uh, suddenly you felt a little suicidal.

"How strange, why are there so few people on this road? There were plenty during the day."

After going a bit further, you suddenly noticed iron pots placed on both sides of the road, with burned Joss Paper and gold and silver paper inside, and a few bowls beside them. The bowls contained simple food, but without exception, each bowl of white rice had three incense sticks in it.

Gulp.

You swallowed nervously.

This road was rather unsettling—it seemed you shouldn’t proceed any further.

Scenes like this were common in horror movies; if you kept going, you might end up seeing something you shouldn’t.

With that thought, you came to an abrupt stop, peering anxiously around.

Maybe it’s still not too late to start backing away now.

With that idea, you didn’t hesitate any longer, turned around, and made a beeline back the way you had come.

Hurry, hurry up!

As you quickened your pace, it felt as though you were about to take flight, with your heart racing.

The exit to the alley was just ahead – once out, you’d see people again!

As you dashed out of the alley, suddenly, a dark figure emerged from the side, and the two of you collided solidly!