I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 825 Provocation

Chapter 825: Chapter 825 Provocation

"No, ugh, that’s disgusting. Getting a declaration of sorts from a burly man gives me the creeps all over."

Xu Hai rolled his eyes, suppressing the urge to punch you, and said, "Oh, right, speaking of which, your class actually has a Secret Sect Disciple."

"Who?" you immediately asked.

Xu Hai’s eyes gleamed with amusement, "Guess."

"Guess my ass!"

While you and Xu Hai were talking, a shout came from not too far away: "Hey, you two!"

Both of you turned your heads and saw two men in police uniforms approaching you.

Xu Hai patted your shoulder and gave you a look, then cheerfully went to greet them with a Hong Kong accent: "Officers, looking for us, what’s the matter?"

It must be said, Xu Hai was talented when it came to social interactions. As long as he took charge, there weren’t any situations he couldn’t handle, and soon enough the two policemen turned and walked away.

Xu Hai came back to you and said, "Brother Yun, Police Officer Xie is over there investigating the crime scene. Should we go over?"

You were originally hesitant, but then Xu Hai mentioned, "Qin Feng is over there too."

Suddenly looking up, the hesitation in your eyes was replaced by a firm resolve!

As you and Xu Hai approached the crime scene, you heard Xian Qianling yell, "Qin Feng, get the hell out of my way! Don’t fucking interfere here!"

Wow!

The Crazy Woman actually swore!

Xu Hai looked shocked; he was quite familiar with Xian Qianling’s background and never expected the disciplined Eastern Sea policewoman to explode like that, and it sounded so natural too.

Then, Qin Feng said something quite brainless: "It’s just a death caused by a flowerpot, an accident. Such things are like car accidents on the roads, unavoidable; since it’s an accident, then..."

"That’s not how it works!"

A sudden interjection cut off Qin Feng’s self-righteous rambling.

"Who!"

Everyone turned around and saw you and Xu Hai slowly walking down the nearby path.

Upon seeing you, Xian Qianling clearly showed a look of surprise. She was about to get up, but Zhang Zifeng shook his head at her, whispering, "This lad is never brute, he always knows his limits."

"So it’s you, what now, just had your hands ruined this morning, and now you’re planning to cripple your feet too?"

"Hands? My hands are fine, smooth and pale, lots of girls have complimented that Brother’s quite skilled in bed."

You stretched out your hands with a grin, flaunting them in front of Qin Feng.

Seeing your hands, Qin Feng was taken aback, his brow furrowed in confusion. He couldn’t understand it; he had clearly seen a bullet go through the palm of your hand, with the bullet ending up in the palm of your right hand, but now there wasn’t the slightest scar.

It had been less than a few hours!

Had he seen it wrong?

That’s not the point!

The point is, you actually dared to provoke him!

In Qin Feng’s mind, he was an invincible presence in the worldly realm with strength several times, even dozens of times greater than ordinary people; killing you would be as easy as squishing an ant!

Qin Feng’s brows furrowed as he glared coldly at you, "Kid, I’ll give you ten seconds to crawl back, otherwise, what I said to you this morning will come true immediately!"

"Hey, hey, hey, this is a society ruled by law, we’re all civilized people here, the whole fighting and killing thing is just so cliché," you said, the smile never leaving your face.

Qin Feng, though arrogant, was no fool. Seeing that you seemed to have some backing, he couldn’t help but ask, "What do you mean by that?"

"Didn’t you just say that the girl lying in a pool of blood died accidentally? But from my perspective, this could very well be a premeditated murder!"

Upon hearing this, everyone around was shocked.

And at that moment, you, fully attentive to your surroundings, noticed the face of a young man about your age change slightly amid the crowd of onlookers.

"Hmph!" Qin Feng chuckled coldly. In fact, he had already understood the situation thoroughly. Whether considering the timing or the motive, the probability of murder was extremely low.

Hearing your words, Xian Qianling’s delicate brows couldn’t help but furrow slightly.

On the surface, it did indeed seem like an accident.

She had just checked the community surveillance footage, which due to the angle, only captured images from the first to the fourth floor.

From the footage, it looked like the black cat and the flower pot fell at the same time, and the cat ran away the instant it touched the ground. Cats are not easy to kill; there was a video from overseas where someone dropped a cat from a twenty-story building, and it safely landed unscathed, only to accelerate suddenly upon touching the ground, converting all its potential energy into kinetic energy.

The building had thirteen floors, and the girl had died more than two hours ago, right at the start of work hours.

Most of the building’s residents would have been at work at that time. According to the investigation, the flower pot belonged to a resident on the ninth floor, who had set up a metal frame on the balcony to grow several plants.

However, at that time, no one was home on the ninth floor, including the eighth, tenth, and thirteenth floors, while the eleventh and twelfth floors had long been unoccupied.

Therefore, it also naturally ruled out the possibility of murder, and Qin Feng’s claim of an accident was not without reason.

But for some reason, years of experience and intuition as a criminal investigator told Police Officer Xie that there might be more to this case.

You also didn’t say much but slowly walked towards the corpse, which had been covered with a white cloth.

Watching you crouch beside the corpse, a police detective stepped forward to grab your hand, "What are you doing!?"

Zhang Zifeng patted the detective’s shoulder, "Let him look. There might be more to this case."

The detective was startled and instinctively glanced at Qin Feng. This subtle movement naturally caught the eyes of Zhang Zifeng and Xian Qianling.

Oh?

So that’s where the problem lay; no wonder Qin Feng was always able to precisely track Xian Qianling.

Zhang Zifeng habitually looked towards Xian Qianling, who gave a slight nod. After that, Zhang Zifeng smiled and nodded in agreement.

The young detective didn’t realize that his subtle move had already doomed him to spend the rest of his days in a remote small-town police station.

Lifting the white cloth revealed a pretty face stained red with blood. The victim was a young woman, and from her attire, it wasn’t hard to tell that she was the kind of girl who liked quiet and had a bit of an artistic temperament.

Her black hair was soaked with blood, with a considerable amount of mud sticking to it.

Her eyes were wide open, staring straight ahead.

The victim’s mother, seeing her daughter’s expression like this, immediately collapsed onto her, wailing as if she were going to live and die like that.

"Ah, why are her eyes open again? I had just closed them."