Chapter 860: Chapter 52: Countdown to the End (Part 1)
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[Under the looming backdrop of the Dragon Disaster, restrictions in all areas are tightening comprehensively.
For the sake of overall stability, major dia strictly controlling information have not reported the chain murder case in the East District.
The police, who are aware of the case details, also decided not to disturb the Dawn Knight or other high-level officials at this critical juncture for the re death and injury of a few people.
As a result, a tense and uneasy atmosphere is fernting silently in the city, panic spreads in everyone’s hearts, the power of the Spirit Prison Realm grows stronger, and the boundary of berserk is about to be reached…]
In the outskirts of the East District, at the Starwhite Cetery. The Hidden Law Master stands in front of a tombstone, reciting a script written by Situ Yi. Kerky Hyde holds a shovel, happily digging the grave.
“♪~!” Kerky whistles, “You have to admit, the captain is quite talented, making use of each character perfectly. I never thought I’d be so useful one day!”
The Hidden Law Master does not respond, he clenches his fists and relaxes them repeatedly.
“Why do you love killing?” he suddenly asks.
“Why~~” Kerky throws a shovel of soil, “Ah, ah, it’s that. When I was young, my old man sold to the red-light district. To get revenge, I went ho and killed them all.”
“Lies.”
“Can’t fool you, huh? Then here’s another one, that… When I was a kid ho alone, a thief broke into the house. By accident, I killed them all, and then…”
“Lies.”
“Hmm… Then actually, all the people living upstairs in my building were antisocial. They trained to kill from a young age.”
The Hidden Law Master sighs, “If you don’t want to tell the truth, just keep your mouth shut.”
Kerky sticks the shovel into the ground, smiling, “What does it matter? Just like human cody is all the sa, human tragedy is nothing but a permutation of those few elents: violence, poverty, sex, drugs, disease… you can weave whatever story you want; after all, you’ve long known the conclusion.
I killed my father and mother, buried them under that house, that’s the only truth!”
The Hidden Law Master quietly gazes at her, saying, “It’s a miracle soone like you could endure yourself till today.”
“I want to see so big fireworks before I die.”
Kerky throws down the shovel, rolls up her sleeves, and pushes open Jane Della’s coffin. Perhaps due to so malignant reason, her body hasn’t decayed. Kerky pries open the corpse’s eyelids, and the pupils remain as green as eralds. She smiles contentedly, twirling a foldable knife skillfully in two circles, gouging out the pair of green eyes.
Kerky puts away the eyes, covers the coffin again, and turns to ask, “What’s up with you, boss? It’s unlike you to suddenly say so much nonsense, feeling guilty?”
“Yes.” The Hidden Law Master replies softly, “But it’s better for one city to fall than for the world to collapse. Before King Pingdeng plunges the world into eternal catastrophe, we must succeed.”
“Boss, I guess you’re the only one who truly thinks that way.” Kerky shovels the soil back piece by piece, “The other few people don’t care at all, Jane is just planning for her own benefits.”
“Doesn’t matter; everyone is just using each other.” The Hidden Law Master closes his eyes, “Give the eyes.”
Kerky extends her hand, then teasingly retracts it, hiding the green eyes.
“Boss, if you’re so kind-hearted, do a favor?” Kerky grins, “I know the captain planned this to make Jane inherit Jane Della’s ‘role’, but that knight is indeed too strong, I think Jane will end up dead… so this task should just be handed to , let’s not let Jane do it this ti.”
“Are you confident?”
“You know my Creation Realm Skill.” Kerky shrugs, “Although it’s not great, it can basically succeed just by being used, after all, the captain just wants so insurance.”
“…Alright.”
The Hidden Law Master gives her a profound look, then turns and leaves. Kerky shovels the last handful of dirt onto the old friend’s grave, pulls out the script, and happily recites the unfinished line.
[Listen closely, people of Supibia! The ringing of the city’s bells is the countdown to the end!]
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Dong~
Dong~
The bell tolls echo through the streets of the Inner City District, Gongsun Ce takes out his pocket watch and checks the ti.
It is now precisely 6 PM, July 31st. Gongsun Ce feels montarily dazed; unknowingly, he has stayed in the capital for two months. Habit is indeed a terrifying sensation; when he first arrived, he felt this was a strange city, and now he feels like he’s been living here for two years.
“Your bread roll and cake, young man.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
The old lady at the café hands him a package with bread, cake, and coffee, Gongsun Ce thanks her and takes it. “Have you been busy lately?” the old lady asks, “Rarely see you around.”
“Working overti every day, no ti to enjoy life.” Gongsun Ce shrugs. This ti, he ca ho to retrieve so docunts and also to get so night snacks for Alandia and the others working overti.
“It’ll be better after this period passes.”
The old lady knowingly nods, putting a couple more cookies into his package. “Good luck! Be careful when you head ho at night, and rember to walk with colleagues.”
“Thank you…” Gongsun Ce says, puzzled, “Why?”
“Haven’t you heard?” the old lady is equally puzzled, “I heard it from Mrs. Fan Na this morning. It’s been unsettling at night lately, although still far from the Inner City, but it’s better to be cautious.”
Gongsun Ce frowns, instinctively feeling a subtle tension.
“Sorry, ma’am. Could you elaborate, please?”
“Holy King, it’s so terrifying.” The old lady shakes her head repeatedly, “It’s the East District… the chain murder case.”
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Alandia glances at the wall clock, feeling sowhat discontent. Gongsun Ce is two minutes late, and after she emphasized the concept of punctuality, he has always been on ti.
While pondering, she sees Gongsun Ce rushing over, and Alandia dismisses the idea of lecturing him, as his ashen face already reveals the reason for his tardiness.
“What happened?”
Gongsun Ce throws the file on the table, speaking rapidly: “I heard the news on my way back and checked it out. There was a chain murder case in the East District, with five victims in 10 days, the death scenes are tragic, occurring in several densely populated areas, and due to recent information control, this hasn’t been reported, but everyone is talking about it.”
“What’s the police investigation progress?”
“No progress, it’s clearly the work of an Impermanence Law Enforcer. The officers from the Supernatural Cri Departnt can’t handle this criminal, at the very least, it’s a Manifestation Mage!”
The new plan by the remnants of the troupe? A smokescreen to divert attention? Or just a re coincidence, just an ordinary malignant incident? Many possibilities flow through Alandia’s mind, the Dawn Knight ponders for a mont before asking, “Ce, what do you think.”
“I…,” Gongsun Ce clicks his tongue, “You know I grew up in the Celestial Capital, I’m familiar with those premonitions of chaos, I can sll the anxiety in the air. When you’ve stayed in such places for long enough, you develop an instinct, to subconsciously feel when sothing is about to happen, otherwise, you wouldn’t last long.
I think this is a terribly bad on. But there’s no evidence. No basis. It’s just… my intuition.”
“You’re more perceptive than in this regard, I believe you.”
Alandia nods, putting on her deerstalker hat: “Let’s go to the cri scene.”
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