Chapter 2:Words Beco Law, the Death Countdown of the Police Beauty
Young Master Lin's phone was clearly of excellent quality. Under Zhang Xuanyao's "blessing," it was like a sturdy war correspondent, flying out along with the rolling car body, spinning 720 degrees in the air, and finally landing on the ground with a "pop."
The cara shook a few tis before finally stabilizing.
The image was tilted.
By the dim light of the street lamps, everyone in the livestream clearly saw the tragic scene a dozen ters ahead.
The red ferrari could no longer be recognized in its original shape; it looked like a crumpled ball of waste paper, with half of it shoved under the chassis of a dump truck and the other half scattered on the ground.
The hood was still emitting white smoke, making a "hissing" sound.
A blood-covered hand hung down from the gap in the twisted car door, the dial of the priceless luxury watch on the wrist shattered, its hands no longer moving.
The entire scene was deathly silent.
The comnts that had just been flooding the screen to scold the strear were now completely absent.
Everyone holding a phone felt a chill shoot from the soles of their feet straight to their crowns.
It really... crashed?
There really was a dump truck?
It really was a left turn?
And even... the timing was exact to the second?
Inside Qingfeng Temple.
Zhang Xuanyao watched the tragic scene on the screen, his face showing no ripples; he felt neither schadenfreude nor compassion. He simply picked up the tea that had long since gone cold beside him and took a sip.
"Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost."
He said calmly.
This utterance seed to break a certain Seal.
The livestream instantly exploded.
【Holy shit!!!!】
【He committed murder! No, he predicted it! It really crashed!】
【Is this the legendary Words Beco Law?】
【Mom asked why I'm kneeling while watching the livestream, would you believe if I said I peed my pants?】
【Is this strear a devil? He said you had thirty seconds, and he didn't give you even a second more!】
【Call the police! Call an ambulance!】
【Call the police? What's there to report? The strear warned him through the screen, he just didn't listen!】
Accompanied by the frantically scrolling comnts, the System notification sound rang in Zhang Xuanyao's mind like firecrackers.
【Ding! Intense emotional fluctuation detected, shock value 1000!】
【shock value 1000!】
【shock value 1000!】
...
In just a few seconds, the shock value had directly broken through the 100,000 mark.
The number of people in the livestream soared like a rocket, jumping from fifty to five thousand in an instant, and it was still skyrocketing at a rate of several hundred people per second.
Various gift effects began flying everywhere, obscuring the tragic car accident scene.
Zhang Xuanyao didn't pay attention to these gifts; he looked at the screen again.
Because the 【Heavenly Eye】 had not yet been closed.
Above that pile of scrap tal, he saw a translucent, dazed shadow slowly floating up; it was Young Master Lin's soul.
The soul looked bewildered, seemingly unaware that he had already died, and was still looking down at his own corpse in a daze.
At the sa ti, police sirens sounded in the distance.
Getting closer and closer.
Zhang Xuanyao adjusted his collar toward the cara, revealing his signature smile—slightly roguish yet unfathomable.
"Fellow lay practitioners, was this prediction of mine today accurate?"
The comnts were all uniform: 【Great Master, help!】 【Great Master, you're aweso!】 【Great Master, are you taking disciples?】
Suddenly, a bolded red comnt floated by, very conspicuously.
【Heng City Police V: Hello strear, I am from the Heng City Traffic Police Detachnt. Please keep the livestream open; we need you to cooperate in the investigation of this traffic accident. Also, please send your location, we will arrive shortly.】
Zhang Xuanyao sighed.
Then he sent the address to the police.
...
When the door of Qingfeng Temple was pushed open, the wooden hinges made a harsh sound.
The beam of a flashlight swung around, hitting the peeling red-painted pillars.
Zhang Xuanyao sat on a cushion, unhurriedly closing the livestream assistant.
The second before the screen went black, the number of online viewers stopped at twelve thousand.
"Don't move! Police!"
The sound of footsteps was hurried, leather shoes stepping on the blue brick floor, echoes bouncing wildly in the main hall.
Zhang Xuanyao raised his hands, his movents perfunctory. He looked at the policewoman leading them, his eyes narrowing slightly.
She was wearing a crisp uniform, her ponytail tied very high, her features so exquisite she looked like she had stepped out of a painting, but the heroic spirit between her brows was even sharper than the service pistol in her hand.
The na tag on her chest read: Qin Bingruo.
"Zhang Xuanyao?"
Qin Bingruo turned off the high-beam flashlight and walked to the altar table.
She glanced at the secondhand phone propped up by a brick, then at the half-cup of cold overnight tea on the table.
"That is I."
Zhang Xuanyao lowered his hands and patted the dust off his Daoist robe.
"Officer Qin, it must have been hard climbing such a high mountain in the middle of the night."
Qin Bingruo kept a cold face and slapped a printed screenshot of the livestream onto the altar table. In the screenshot, the ferrari was about to collide with the dump truck, the countdown in the upper right corner a striking crimson.
"Lin Zihao died in a car accident; the ti, location, and cause of death are exactly the sa as what you said in your livestream." Qin Bingruo stared into Zhang Xuanyao's eyes. "Explain, how did you know in advance that a dump truck would run the red light?"
Zhang Xuanyao pointed to the clay statue on the shrine.
"The Patriarch appeared in my dream; do you believe it?"
"Stop playing god and playing the devil with ."
Qin Bingruo tapped on the table.
"Surveillance shows that the dump truck ran the red light because its brakes failed. For such an unexpected situation, unless you tampered with the car beforehand, it's impossible to predict it so accurately."
Zhang Xuanyao sighed, his eyes growing slightly warm as he activated 【Heavenly Eye】 again.
The Qin Bingruo in his field of vision changed.
There was no black Qi above her head; instead, there was a thin layer of golden light—that was Karma. But in the center of that golden light, a blood-red crack was rapidly expanding.
【Target: Qin Bingruo.】
【Identity: Deputy Captain of the Heng City Criminal Police Detachnt.】
【Calamity: Gunshot wound.】
【Injury location: Fifth rib on the left side, bullet penetrating the lung lobe.】
【Trigger ti: 22:15 tonight.】
【Countdown: 01:45:12.】
Zhang Xuanyao withdrew his gaze, his expression becoming more serious. He looked at Qin Bingruo's face, which was full of disdain, and spoke.
"Officer Qin, rather than bickering with here about that car accident, you'd better worry about yourself."
Qin Bingruo knitted her brows. "Are you threatening a police officer?"
"No, it's a friendly reminder."
Zhang Xuanyao stood up and walked around Qin Bingruo.
"You have an operation tonight, right? An arrest, or an ambush?"
Qin Bingruo's eyes changed, and her hand instinctively pressed onto the holster at her waist. This was a classified mission; how did this Daoist know?
"Don't be nervous, I don't know mind-reading."
Zhang Xuanyao pointed to the position of her left chest.
"Take my advice: when you go on the mission tonight, you must wear a bulletproof vest. Furthermore, inside the bulletproof vest, at the position of your left rib, pad it with a steel plate. The thicker, the better."
Qin Bingruo sneered. "The public security in Heng City hasn't deteriorated to that point. Besides, a bulletproof vest is standard equipnt; you don't need to teach how to do my job."
"Standard equipnt can't stop stray bullets, nor can it stop those modified black-market guns with extrely high penetrating power."
Zhang Xuanyao walked behind the altar table, rummaged through a drawer, found a piece of raw iron used for pressing pickles, and tossed it over.
"Take it, stuff it into your lining."
Qin Bingruo didn't catch it; the iron piece fell to the ground with a dull thud.
"Zhang Xuanyao, co back to the station with to give a statent."
Qin Bingruo took out handcuffs.
"Don't force to use coercive asures."
"I can give a statent, but it will have to wait until tomorrow."
Zhang Xuanyao pointed to the wall clock.
"It is now 8:30 PM. You have one hour and forty minutes of preparation ti. If you take away now, you will miss the mission, and your team mbers will fall into danger because of losing their commander."
He paused, his tone becoming extrely cold. "And you, you will die there."
The temperature in the main hall seed to drop by several degrees.
The two young police officers behind Qin Bingruo looked at each other, and one of them leaned in and whispered.
"Captain Qin, this guy is very strange. That car accident just now... our Technical Division was dumbfounded; they really didn't find any ti or motive for him to commit a cri."
Qin Bingruo stared at Zhang Xuanyao for a full thirty seconds.
In Zhang Xuanyao's peach-blossom eyes, there was no panic, only a kind of indifference that saw through life and death.
This kind of gaze, Qin Bingruo had only seen in the eyes of those elderly people who were on the verge of death.
"Retreat." Qin Bingruo turned around and walked out the door with long strides.
When she reached the door, she stopped and turned her head to look at the iron piece on the ground.
"If I'm still alive tomorrow, I'll bring people to tear down your dilapidated temple."
Zhang Xuanyao watched her back disappear into the night, bent down to pick up the piece of raw iron, and a faint light flashed at his fingertips.
【Words Beco Law (Upgraded Version) activated: Target Qin Bingruo, additional attribute — 'Absolute Offset'.】
【Effect: Fatal injury probability converted to non-fatal injury, duration 3 hours.】
"Patriarch, let this count as the first Karma I've earned by selling my looks." Zhang Xuanyao bowed to the statue, turned, and pulled a bucket of Old Altar Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles from under the altar table. "The electricity bill hasn't been paid yet; this life is truly not fit for humans."
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