BPIFC -Volume 1 – Chapter 86 Something Evil

Seeing that Old Mo and Deputy Director Xiao had also arrived, Sun Desheng was somewhat surprised.

He rolled down the car window and called out to them,

“Old Mo! What are you two doing here? Did La Zi call you over?”

Old Mo and Xiao Yifeng were equally surprised to see Sun Desheng and his group.

Walking over, Old Mo spoke first.

“La Zi called and said something had happened here and asked me to come take a look. Old Xiao and I happened to be having dinner outside, so we came together. Great Sage, I assume La Zi called you too?”

“That’s right. He wasn’t very clear on the phone, just kept saying this thing was strange.”

As he spoke, Sun Desheng got out of the car.

“Honestly, I don’t know what’s gotten into him. He’s been in the Polls Bureau for ten years. What weird thing hasn’t he seen? How could something scare him this much?”

“There is no such thing as the strangest phenomenon in the world,” Xiao Yifeng said with a smile. “Only stranger ones.”

“Let’s go in quickly. Don’t keep Shen La waiting. He’s usually calm and steady. I’ve never seen him this anxious before.”

“Of course,” Sun Desheng grinned. “He’s got organizational ties now.”

As he headed toward the police station entrance, he took out his phone and called Shen La.

“La Zi, we’re here. Old Mo and Old Xiao are here too—Deputy Director Xiao from Division Five. We forgot our credentials, so figure out a way to come down and—”

“Director Sun?”

Before he could finish, another police sedan pulled up behind them.

A tall man in a Level-Three Police Commissioner uniform stepped out. Recognizing Fatty Sun, he came over and shook his hand enthusiastically.

“I’m Wei Jianzhong from the Municipal Bureau. I used to be with the Judicial Division…”

“Old Wei!”

Sun Desheng chuckled.

“As if I wouldn’t recognize you. We were just talking about you over dinner. I heard you’ve been promoted. You’re Director Wei now, aren’t you?”

“Director or not, we’re all serving the people.”

The newcomer was none other than Wei Jianzhong—Wei Laosan—whom they’d been discussing at the banquet.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he got straight to the point.

“At first, I thought my subordinates were sleep-talking. But now that your people are here, has this case officially been handed over to the Polls Bureau?”

Even the second-in-command of the Municipal Bureau had been alarmed.

Apparently, Shen La had not exaggerated.

Sun Desheng smiled.

“Whether we take over or not remains to be seen. We just got here ourselves and don’t even know what’s happened. We forgot our credentials and were waiting for a colleague to let us in.”

“Now that you’ve run into me, why wait?”

Director Wei turned to his men.

“These comrades are leaders sent from the Ministry to handle business.”

“Go get some temporary passes.”

“Whatever these leaders require, spare no effort.”

“And remove the police tape outside. People will think something major happened at the station.”

Turning back to Sun Desheng, he said, “Director Sun, let’s go see the scene first.”

As he spoke, he personally escorted everyone inside.

Seeing their superior arrive with guests, both the station chief and the political instructor hurried over.

However, both looked dreadful.

Especially the political instructor, whose face was deathly pale. He clearly had vomited recently and spoke weakly.

“No need for introductions,” Director Wei said with a wave.

“Take us directly to the scene.”

The group headed toward the interrogation rooms on the second floor.

At that moment, the black-haired Shen La came down the stairs.

Director Wei knew him somewhat, so they simply nodded to each other.

As Shen La approached, Sun Desheng whispered, “La Zi, what kind of evil thing have you run into?”

“We’ve seen plenty in our lives. What could possibly scare you?”

Shen La glanced at everyone who had come and smiled awkwardly.

“I exaggerated a little so you’d come faster.”

“I’m alright.”

“But Xiao Zhao was terrified.”

“When she was examining the scene, a forensic doctor like her was shaking all over.”

Walking behind Sun Desheng, Che Qianzi interrupted, “Something scared a forensic pathologist so badly she was trembling?”

“What happened?”

“A corpse came back to life?”

“I wish it were just that.”

Shen La smiled bitterly.

“You’d better see for yourselves.”

“To this moment, I still don’t know whether it’s dead… or alive.”

They had already reached the interrogation room.

Outside sat Zhao Qing, her face ghostly pale.

Judging by how she was dry-heaving out of habit, she had already vomited countless times.

Seeing Sun Desheng and the others, she weakly pointed toward the room.

Just as she tried to speak, nausea overtook her again.

Clutching her mouth, she hurried toward the restroom.

Unaware of her relationship with the group, Director Wei frowned.

“That’s Xiao Zhao from the Judicial Division, right? A forensic doctor too. And she can’t even handle something this small—”

“Urgh…”

“Blaaargh!”

Halfway through his sentence, he had stepped into the interrogation room.

Lying on the floor was a corpse so rotten it had lost all shape.

Director Wei had seen plenty of gruesome scenes before, and at first he thought he could handle it.

But then he noticed something horrifying.

The chest of the almost liquefied body was rising and falling.

It was breathing.

His legs immediately turned weak.

And then—

He saw that the naked eyeballs, stripped of their eyelids, were moving.

The eyes slowly turned and looked directly at them.

Director Wei could no longer endure it.

Opening his mouth, he vomited right onto the crime scene.

Che Qianzi was not much better off.

Fortunately, he managed to cover his mouth first and then fled in search of a bathroom.

“Director Wei, leave this place to the Polls Bureau.”

Sun Desheng helped the trembling director out of the interrogation room.

“You should go rest.”

“I want to question everyone who came into contact with the corpse.”

“Have them prepare themselves.”

“I’ll also need the surveillance footage.”

“And Director Wei, put the police tape back up.”

“Without approval from the Polls Bureau, nobody enters or leaves this place.”

“You there, help your director rest.”

“And find someone to clean up the vomit in there.”

After sending Director Wei away, Sun Desheng himself didn’t dare go back inside.

Standing at the doorway, he called Yang Xiao out.

“Old Yang, can you make sense of this?”

“Is it an undead person… or a dead living person?”

“Great Sage, you just made those terms up yourself. I don’t even know how to answer.”

Yang Xiao smiled.

“It looks like some kind of curse.”

“The sort that prevents a person from dying.”

“But I need to know the whole story before I can be certain.”

“Go ask what happened first.”

At that point, the pale-faced station chief and political instructor arrived with the officers involved in the case.

None of them dared go back near the interrogation room.

In the end, everyone gathered in the chief’s office, where they explained the events.

That evening, several departments from the Municipal Bureau had joined forces for a vice crackdown.

Inside a massage parlor under the station’s jurisdiction, they caught a man and woman in the act of prostitution.

At the time, nothing unusual had happened.

They brought the pair back to the station, confiscated their IDs, and began interrogating them.

The arrested man had been very cooperative.

Sniffling and crying, he expressed deep remorse and repeatedly said he was from out of town and begged them not to inform his family.

Then, during the identity check, one of the officers discovered something strange.

The man listed on the ID card had already died a month earlier.

Unable to resist, the officer remarked:

“Weren’t you already dead?”

“You died in Gu’an from a heart attack a month ago…”

Hearing this, the man froze.

Then he muttered to himself:

“That’s right…”

“I’m dead…”

“I died a month ago…”

As soon as he finished speaking—

He stopped breathing.

Dead on the spot.

The officers panicked.

Because a death had occurred, they dared not move the body.

They simply left it where it was and reported the matter to their superiors, requesting forensic personnel.

And the person sent over…

Was Zhao Qing.