The Superintendent is not the highest officer in the police station, but a shortened term for the station's Chief Inspector.
A typical police station is managed by a Chief Inspector, with three departments underneath: Operations, Criminal Investigation, and Administration.
These three departments are further divided into various teams.
The team Qin Luo belonged to was CID Team 1, a true blue-chip criminal investigation team.
His immediate superior was not the Chief Inspector, but a Senior Inspector.
Now that the Chief Inspector was calling him personally, it was clear the case in Yau Ma Tei was no ordinary one.
After a brief exchange with the Superintendent, Qin Luo left the office, received a transfer order, and headed to Yau Ma Tei Police Station to assist in the investigation.
Well, another transfer.
Qin Luo returned to his workstation and took a sip of his hot coffee, but he was surprised to see a faint reddish-brown mark on the cup.
This…
Did his senior sister drink from his cup?
Damn, I didn't expect her to have this habit.
“Forget it, I won't expose her, I'll go to Yau Ma Tei Police Station.”
Qin Luo finished his coffee, left the empty cup on his desk, knowing his senior sister would wash it for him.
Arriving at Yau Ma Tei Police Station, it was almost noon.
Due to the special nature of the case, he was greeted by a probationary Inspector named Zhang Hao.
After all, Qin Luo was a star officer from West Kowloon, so the subordinate police station wouldn't dare slack off.
“This case occurred in Inspector Ma's district, but headquarters wants to intervene, so we won't say anything, especially with you, Qin Luo, handling it, I think it will be solved soon.”
“I've already talked to Inspector Ma, you can go directly to his district police station, someone will contact you.”
Zhang Hao smiled. He knew Qin Luo's investigative skills, so he didn't say anything more.
“Thanks, Inspector Zhang, let's get together sometime.” Qin Luo said politely.
“Okay, we'll do that.”
Zhang Hao chuckled and went about his business.
Qin Luo didn't stay at the police station, instead, he went to the district police station. The Chief Inspector, surnamed Ma, received Qin Luo in his wheelchair.
Qin Luo looked at the Inspector Ma in front of him, filled with a sense of nostalgia. Wasn't he the actor Wu Ma?
Now that these older actors have passed away, it signifies the passing of an era, even generations of youth.
“Inspector Qin Luo, this is the autopsy report, I only mentioned it to my superiors…”
“The contents are quite shocking, please don't spread the word.”
Inspector Ma seemed to know something, his expression calm.
After all, he was Wind Uncle's partner. When Wind Uncle investigated cases, he got promoted.
Now Wind Uncle was still a junior officer, yet he was already a district Chief Inspector.
Qin Luo looked at the autopsy report, his brows furrowed.
The deceased, a female named Chen Zhuzhu… time of death over seven days…
However, the police's action time was yesterday.
Meaning, the deceased was… still alive the day before.
Qin Luo knew this was the work of the Nine Chrysanthemum Sect, using corpses to move double lions.
“Inspector Ma, you're an old-timer, you've seen plenty of supernatural stuff, right?” Qin Luo stared at Inspector Ma with a wry smile.
Inspector Ma smiled, “Of course, because we are police officers, everything must follow scientific principles, otherwise the reports will be difficult to write. That's also why headquarters sent you here.”
“Inspector Qin, what you see in the future may not be real, you just need to write a good report, I will handle everything else.”
Inspector Ma was confident. Qin Luo knew his arrangements were definitely Wind Uncle's.
Clearly, in Inspector Ma's eyes, they were just young pups, not capable of handling these supernatural cases.
Moreover, some things would surely blow Qin Luo's mind.
For example, using a corpse to move double lions.
This is something science cannot explain, but Wind Uncle could.
After chatting with Inspector Ma for a while, he was introduced to Lin and Miao, the officers assigned to this case.
However, they weren't at the police station, Miao was at the morgue, while Lin was still working on other cases.
Everyone in the police station was busy, but the female officers looked at Qin Luo, sending him flirty glances.
Qin Luo smiled helplessly. After asking about the location of the morgue, he drove towards it.
Meanwhile,
The Morgue.
Wind Uncle, at the request of Chen Zhuzhu's grandmother, Seven-Granny, came to the morgue to claim Chen Zhuzhu's body.
However, contrary to the original plot, A Lian was not with Wind Uncle, she was recuperating at the clinic.
“Senior, I am Police Officer 2237, I'm here to pick you up.”
Miao Zheng, holding a file folder, looked at the stern-faced Wind Uncle, his eyes filled with respect.
“Let's go.”
Wind Uncle nodded, and under the guidance of the forensic doctor, the two entered the morgue.
Qin Luo also arrived in the hallway.
Seeing their figures, he followed.
Inside the morgue, Chen Zhuzhu's body lay on the table, covered with a white sheet.
The entire room was filled with an intangible coldness, making people shudder.
Wind Uncle checked Chen Zhuzhu's face and asked in confusion, “Where was she shot?”
“Oh, in the leg.”
“But she was killed by a truck.”
Miao Zheng explained.
Wind Uncle nodded, lifted the white sheet covering the deceased's leg, revealing a bullet hole near the left knee.
He reached out and touched the bullet hole, his expression strange.
“It's strange, how is this possible?” Wind Uncle muttered.
“Senior, what's so strange about that, getting shot naturally leaves a bullet hole.” Miao Zheng didn't think much of it.
“No, that's not it…” Wind Uncle shook his head, about to explain.
Qin Luo's voice, suddenly coming from the doorway, startled Miao Zheng.
“People get shot, naturally there will be a bullet hole, but normally when someone gets shot, the surrounding tissue swells up.”
“But this person's wound has no sign of that, meaning she was already dead before she got shot.”
“Who are you, you scared the life out of me.” Miao Zheng pointed at Qin Luo, suddenly exclaimed, “You… you, you are Inspector Qin Luo!”
“Oh, our star officer from West Kowloon, my pleasure, my pleasure.”
Miao Zheng recognized Qin Luo and went forward to shake his hand, smiling.
Wind Uncle looked at Qin Luo, initially with a hint of disgust, then his eyes filled with amazement and disbelief.
“You… your forehead is full, your dantian is full of energy!”
“You have entered the realm of Blood Refining and Body Cultivation!”
Wind Uncle's eyebrows furrowed, his face filled with exclamation.
Qin Luo smiled, “Thanks to Wind Uncle for teaching me the body-cultivating technique, I practiced and practiced, and then it just happened.”
Wind Uncle's eyes widened, his breathing became rapid.
His pupils held a trace of unparalleled shock and awe.
He took a step forward, grabbed Qin Luo's arm and sensed it for a moment.
“Unbelievable, a genius, a true genius!”
Wind Uncle's body trembled wildly. Just one night and he had cultivated the basic body-cultivating technique to the peak.
Then, he broke through the limitations of mortals, and directly entered the first realm of cultivation, Blood Refining and Body Cultivation!
“You… you really broke through in one night?” Wind Uncle asked again, unsure.
Qin Luo nodded, then shook his head, “Actually not one night, just about a few minutes.”
Wind Uncle opened his mouth, looking at Qin Luo as if he were a monster.
A few minutes…
Damn!
He turned his head, silently screamed at the wall behind him, and went numb.
His eyes revealed an indescribable excitement and awe.
Then he turned back, becoming extremely calm, feigning composure, “Very good, Qin Luo, you are a prodigy in martial arts. It took me about ten minutes to reach this realm, you are slightly better than me.”
“Remember, don't get arrogant, the path of cultivation is long and arduous.”
“If you have any questions, you can talk to me more in the future.”
Wind Uncle assumed the air of a hermit, looking indifferent.
Miao Zheng was completely confused. What's going on?
Did he time-travel? Cultivation, martial arts? What the hell?
“Okay, Wind Uncle.”
“Also, this is the autopsy report, the deceased has been dead for seven days.”
“So, when you apprehended her, Miao Zheng, she was already dead.”
Qin Luo pulled out the autopsy report.
Miao Zheng was stunned, shaking his head, “How is that possible, how can a dead person move, you don't know how strong she was!”
“No way, the autopsy report must be wrong!”
Qin Luo glanced at Wind Uncle, smiling wryly, “Wind Uncle, want to show off a bit?”
Wind Uncle glared at Qin Luo, “You talk too much.”
Wind Uncle then walked towards the female corpse.
He then reached out and pressed his finger on the deceased's neck joint.
Under Miao Zheng's stunned and horrified gaze…
With a whoosh!
The female corpse stood upright!
Facing Miao Zheng.
Miao Zheng's pupils widened in shock, his body instinctively retreated, letting out a hysterical scream of fear.
“Ah…”
The atmosphere in the entire morgue instantly became terrifying, making people shudder.