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Chapter 72: The Enigmatic Black Uncle

  Chapter 1000...

  "Yin Kuang, what did you do to him?" Bai Jue's curious words broke the dead silence in the damp and dark alley.

  Shaking his head, Yin Kuang leaned against the dark wall with one hand and massaged his scorching, aching eyes with the other, saying: "Nothing. Just testing an unusual ability that I haven't fully grasped yet."

  "What about him?"

  "He's become a vegetable." Yin Kuang let out a sigh, seemingly regretful for some reason, and said: "However, looking at his condition, I'm afraid it won't be long before he kicks the bucket. Of course, if you still feel unsatisfied, you can just put another bullet in his head."

  Bai Lian shrugged and said, "Forget it, I don't have a habit of whipping corpses. That's asking for retribution."

  "Since it's like this, let's go back then."

  But just then, a shrill and urgent alarm sounded from all directions, apparently, the police had arrived.

  Wei Ming's tall figure rushed into the alley, anxiously shouting: "It's no good, the police have arrived."

  "I heard it early." Li Xuanmu calmly took out two things, one of which was thrown to Yin Kuang, saying: "This is your bat hook claw, I helped you get it back. I forgot to return it to you before."

  Yin Kuang's eyes lit up as he took the bat hook, saying: "Thanks, this thing cost me 300 study points after all. Now it's just in time to use it."

  At this time, the colorful police lights were shining towards the alley, giving the dark and cold alley a different color. The urgent footsteps had been transmitted to everyone's ears from afar.

  A long and flat human shadow illuminated by the light has already stretched into the alley.

  "Let's go!"

  With a click, the two sharp claws broke through the air and then hooked onto the protruding wall of the rooftop. The grappling hook was one of Batman's specialized gadgets, capable of withstanding up to 5 tons of weight. Pulling up two people would be no problem at all.

  When a group of police rushed into the alley, shining their bright white flashlights to illuminate the entire alley, apart from the trash scattered all over the ground and a corpse with a large hole in its abdomen, there was no one else.

  One policeman tested Tang Zhao Tian's breath and then said to the leading police officer: "Boss, this man is dead."

  "My god, was the person who killed him a devil? Look at that, I dare not imagine what kind of weapon could cause such injuries."

  "This isn't our job." The sergeant holstered his pistol and said, "Notify that crazy coroner."

  "What shall we do?"

  "Fall in." The sergeant growled, "Dragged out in the middle of the night just to clean up after that bunch of riffraff? That damned Rocky is always causing me trouble. I should throw him in jail for a few days."

  After finishing, two police officers were left to guard the scene, and they called for the rest to leave. The group of police came and went in a hurry. The two police officers who were left behind were also indignant, each taking out a cigarette to smoke.

  It seems that incompetent police officers are not rare after all.

  ……

  Roof.

  Four pairs of eyes were fixed on the police's every move. Seeing that they just went through the motions and left, Bai Jue couldn't help but spit a mouthful of saliva downwards, "Hmph, seems like they're on par with our Heavenly Dynasty's People's Police? However, I dare say their case-solving speed is definitely not as fast as our Heavenly Dynasty's Heavenly Police."

  Lí Shuāng Mù said: "Actually, for anyone who gets involved in a gang fight, the way of handling it is almost the same. If you want to make a big deal out of it, I'm afraid it will never end. So why not just downplay it and let things slide? Moreover, the more perfunctory they are in their handling, the more beneficial it is for us? Let's go, go back and sleep for a while."

  Yin Kuang suddenly said: "Wait."

  Wei Minggang was cut off by a comfortable lazy waist yawn, and he started coughing after taking a detour. Fortunately, Bai Jing covered his mouth quickly, otherwise he might have been discovered by the police downstairs.

  "What's wrong again?" asked Li Xueyu.

  Yin Kuang said: "Didn't you just hear what the leading police officer said? He said 'mad and crazy coroner'."

  "Are you referring to that black mortician?"

  "Right. I've always felt that this black mortician is not as simple as he seems. The first time I saw him, I sensed a depth to him that was immeasurable. It's as if he gives people the feeling that 'everything is under control'. I think that if we leave now, we might miss out on some valuable information." After pausing for a moment, Yin Kuang continued: "Anyway, waiting a few more minutes won't hurt anything, will it?"

  Wei Ming's eyes widened, and the cow-like eyes were filled with bloodshot - but to say that, who among them was not full of bloodshot? The whole day was shrouded in the shadow of death, threatened by death at any time and place, almost reaching the limit of psychological and physical endurance.

  But what can you do?

  Four individuals, one to survive and return to the real world alongside loved ones; one to become stronger and fulfill a family mission in reality; one to surpass the divine existence in their heart; one to gain more rewards and become strong, not becoming a burden to the team. They all have their own obsessions and reasons for not allowing failure!

  No matter how bitter or tired they are, at least as men, they all choose to grit their teeth and persevere silently!

  "Uh-huh. I'll do as you say." Wei Ming patted his dizzy head and said, "If I had to guess, this black uncle must have some connection with the Grim Reaper. Otherwise, he'd be full and running to the drama characters' faces to show off! Either he's kind or intentionally misleading. I really want to expose his true face!"

  Bai Lian smiled and said: "Oh my, I didn't expect it. Even Wei Ming, whose brain is filled with muscles, knows how to reason. I apologize, I apologize." As he spoke, he cupped his hands together in respect.

  "Hmph! Underestimating me?!" Wei Ming deliberately flexed his muscles and said, "Right, since you've lost control of your bowels, what are you still standing here for? Go find a place to squat already."

  "Pffft!"

  Yin Kuang spat out a mouthful of saliva, "Sorry, I suddenly choked."

  Even Li Feng couldn't help but reveal a smile that was completely different from before. If Qian Qian were here, she would probably be captivated by his sudden change in demeanor and her eyes would be filled with infatuation.

  "Alright! You win, I surrender." Bai Gui said with a huff, raising his hands in defeat.

  Wei Ming smiled smugly and said, "Haha, how's that? Dare to say I don't have a sense of humor? I'll make you laugh to death when I'm being humorous. By the way, when we're free, I'll tell you about the story between Chrysanthemum Emperor and Lotus Hall Master."

  So they chatted and laughed, but also drove away some of their drowsiness, and unknowingly brought the four people closer together.

  "By the way, Yin Kuang, you haven't told me what you did to Tang Zhao Tian yet? Why did he suddenly become a vegetable? And your eyes just now, why did they look so sinister?" Bai Jue asked curiously, and then added: "Of course, I'm just asking out of curiosity. If it involves personal privacy, pretend I didn't ask."

  Yin Kuang smiled frankly and said: "There's nothing that can't be said. Actually..."

  Suddenly, a piercing screeching sound entered everyone's ears, also cutting off Yin Kuang's words.

  The four of them looked at each other and said, "The black uncle has arrived!"

  Then, the four of them quietly poked their heads out and indeed saw a black car parked at the entrance of the alley. As the door opened, a mysterious and eerie-looking black man in black jumped down from the driver's seat. The hard soles of his shoes stepped on the asphalt road, making a strange "clattering" sound, as if he was performing a tap dance.

  Black mortician, a mystery shrouded in mist.

  He seems to always wear a black outfit, with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders slumped, with a lazy expression, the corners of his mouth always curled up in a strange smile, those pitch-black eyes seem to be able to see through all the secrets of the world.

  A police officer guarding the scene said, "Hey, you... this is for you." He wanted to call out to the black uncle's name, but he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know what it was. But that didn't matter, who would want to associate with someone who deals with corpses all day?

  Having said that, the policeman beckoned another policeman and said, "Let's go, buddy. It's time for us to have some fun."

  As he walked away, the younger policeman couldn't help but turn around and look at the black uncle, curiously asking, "Brother, who is that person?"

  "Hey, kid, you'd better not be curious about that guy. It'll bring bad luck." The policeman said: "But actually, I don't know who he is either. What's his name, where's he from, all I've heard is that this guy is extremely unlucky and extremely lucky at the same time, and very strange, likes to hang out with corpses... forget it, let's go have a drink."

  Ignoring the two police officers who were walking and chatting on either side, the black uncle walked over to Tang Zhao Tian's corpse, squatted down, and then reached out his hand to close Tang Zhao Tian's wide-open eyes. The laziness on the black uncle's face was replaced by solemnity, just like a devout believer reciting scriptures. "No matter how evil or good you were when you were alive, now that you're dead, dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. Child, may you receive the fairest judgment. May your soul be redeemed."

  "May your soul be redeemed..."

  A dark and gloomy alley, seems to have become warm and bright because of his one sentence? ! Is it an illusion or is it really so magical?

  The black uncle finished speaking quietly and then put Tang Zhao Tian's body into a body bag.

  At the moment when the zipper was tightened, Yin Kuang and others saw that Tang Zhao Tian's expression of resentment had solidified after his death. At this moment, he looked so peaceful, just like a sleeping baby, having the sweetest dream.

  "What on earth... is going on here?"

  (PS: There is no mythical bridge section in this scene......)

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