I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

"The guys this morning... they were cops, right?"

Bai Shi hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously yet directly.

Seeing Bai Shi like this, Chen Yun also squinted, a hint of doubt rising in his heart.

Could it be...

Was last night's thief really related to Bai Shi?

But...

He had checked the thief's body, and there really was no trace of Bai Shi on him.

Could it be...

Because he hadn't gotten close enough to smell?

But the thief's technique was so crude, it didn't seem related to Bai Shi at all.

Thinking,

Chen Yun replied, "They were looking for me, I'd lost something before."

His answer was half-true, half-false, simultaneously admitting that the visitors in the morning were police.

Next came Bai Shi's reaction.

It immediately made Chen Yun realize he'd been worrying over nothing.

Bai Shi sighed in relief and said, "You scared me to death, I thought they were coming to catch me."

"Since that's the case, the crisis is averted."

Bai Shi's tone carried relief.

After saying this, he seemed to have some urgent matter, slinging his bag over his shoulder, ready to rush down in the elevator.

Chen Yun's Transparent World could sense Bai Shi's breathing and pulse fluctuations; acting like a half-lie detector, he could generally tell Bai Shi wasn't lying.

So it seemed…

Bai Shi really had nothing to do with last night's thief, he could be completely cleared of suspicion.

It was just his bad luck, a thief had entered his house.

Perhaps it should be said.

It was the thief's bad luck, insisting on breaking into his house to steal.

Bai Shi seemed so flustered today.

It was really the rich experience that made him realize this morning's visitors were police, a kind of instinctive fear like a mouse seeing a cat.

Just as Bai Shi had said back when he was in Qianxiang City, he was allergic to "Ah Sir."

Seeing Bai Shi in a rush to leave,

Chen Yun immediately called out to him.

"Bai Shi! Wait a moment!"

He suddenly had a new idea.

Since his ultimate coordination control ability brought with it a powerful throwing technique, allowing him to possess a hidden weapon technique comparable to Li Xunhuan,

Then...

Should he ask Bai Shi to custom make some Flying Blades for him?

But as the words came to his lips, he held back.

It was understandable to want some cool Flying Blades, but there was no need for help.

He could just carve some wooden pieces himself.

If the Flying Blades weren't sharpened, they might not be as effective as wooden pieces.

If they were sharpened, he wouldn't need it at all.

If truly intending to harm an enemy, wouldn't Killing Intent, which leaves no trace, be better?

And with sharpened blades, it would be easier to leave a record of purchasing controlled knives.

Even if Bai Shi could quietly obtain them through some gray channels, he would owe Bai Shi a favor.

So...

Chen Yun thought he might as well stick with wooden pieces.

However, looking at Bai Shi who stopped upon being called,

Chen Yun paused for a moment and then said, "Could you help me fetch a package from Cai niao Station by the garden?"

He did indeed have a package that had arrived.

It was the video camera he had ordered the day before yesterday.

He wanted to use it to record his potential third sleep.

"Sure, just send me the pickup code on QQ."

Bai Shi nodded and then stepped into the elevator.

From Chen Yun's perception,

He could "see" Bai Shi frantically making several phone calls in the descending elevator.

He instructed the people on the other end of the phone not to prepare fake identities, cash, plane tickets, and a bunch of other stuff.

Seeing this,

Chen Yun shook his head helplessly,

Realizing the Bai Shi in front of him, scared by the police and rushing to prepare to flee, was not a suspect.

Bai Shi might have committed some other offense,

But it had nothing to do with last night's theft.

Last night's thief, it just so happened that he picked the wrong house.

Thinking this,

Chen Yun continued his practice and entertainment, multitasking as usual.

Before getting his computer back, training Transparent World, training Killing Intent, and listening to music were the things he most wanted to do.

As for the writing mentioned in the short-term plan 2.0,

Naturally, it would be shelved for a few days.

It was really because typing on a phone was a bit uncomfortable, definitely not because he was too lazy to write.

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Longquan District Police Station.

Liu Cunsheng furrowed his brows as he examined the medical report from the hospital and the appraisal report from the evidence department.

The theft case discovered today.

Now it seemed like an unsolved case, but it wasn't exactly unsolved.

Among the evidence, nothing special was found.

Mostly valuable items from six different households.

And this morning, he had also led a team to visit these households to understand the situation.

Threatening notes left by the suspected person were found in each case.

The fingerprints and other traces of the suspect, consistent with those found by the river, were collected.

It was clear that the plant person found by the river was the criminal who committed the theft.

After investigating the plant person's criminal background, it was fairly certain that this man with a history of theft was the criminal.

But there was one very critical issue that was not clear.

Why had the thief turned into a plant person after stealing the items?

Lying by the riverbank with the stolen goods, he was found there this morning.

Clearly, a plant person couldn't steal, so something must have happened to the thief by the riverbank after the theft.

That was when he lost his consciousness.

This issue did not affect the determination of the thief's guilt or the closure of the case by the police.

But it was still puzzling.

According to the report from the hospital, the thief's cerebral cortex was extensively damaged, with a significant loss of consciousness.

The brainstem was still functional, maintaining heartbeat, breathing, and blood pressure.

But consciousness, perception, and higher neural activities like thinking had completely disappeared.

His body contained an enormous amount of adrenaline; his heart showed signs of severe dilation, and his gallbladder was severely ruptured.

It was highly probable that he had been terrified.

This suggests.

The thief was literally scared silly.

What could possibly scare a thief to that extent?

Liu Cunsheng, with a background in criminal investigation, was very curious about this issue.

Although the case was essentially solved, the question of why the thief was scared into a stupor remained unclear.

His colleagues were already organizing the files.

The thief, with no family to take care of him, had been placed in a specialized ward maintained by the state to keep him alive.

But Liu Cunsheng remained curious.

If it was about being scared, could it be a fear of the dark?

But why would a thief, who operated in the dark, be scared?

A thief with a criminal record and such experiences shouldn't be so easily frightened.

At least, he should not be afraid of the dark.

But what else could it be?

Surely it wasn't something supernatural? Or was this instant karma?

Liu Cunsheng thought about that.

He glanced down at his police badge subconsciously.

He remembered the solemn oath he had taken under the national flag when he joined the party.

Then he immediately shook his head, dismissing the possibility.

As a firm materialist, he couldn't possibly consider such things.

Pondering.

Liu Cunsheng looked at the clock on the wall, noting it was nearly time to leave work.

He shook his head in resignation.

If all impossibilities were removed, there was only one possibility left.

The thief must have developed a sudden medical condition, and some type of hallucination had scared him silly.

Perhaps it was some kind of family medical history.

Human-related issues can't always be explained clearly.

Human technology is not yet capable of explaining everything.

Consoling himself with these thoughts.

Liu Cunsheng packed away the case files related to this incident and handed them to his colleague in charge of the archives.

This would become just one of many inconspicuous cases.

After all, the owners had recovered their stolen items.

The thief had suffered his karma.

No relatives of the thief came forward to cause trouble over his dementia.

The thief had collapsed in a desolate part of the riverbank, and his being found there in the morning had not attracted any social attention.

Thus, the officers had completed yet another achievement, easily and uneventfully.

Everything turned out well.

It seemed no one was dissatisfied.

Having been transferred from the criminal police not long ago, he thought it best to enjoy his essentially semi-retired life after the internal move.

Looking at his busy colleagues around him.

Liu Cunsheng checked the time on his phone.

It was 5:30.

It was just time to leave.

No need to overthink now—it was time to leave work and pick up his daughter from school.

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