I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

"Everyone, let go of everything, return to the ordinary, and enjoy the thrill of success that everyone is looking forward to!"

After the host finished his opening remarks with great emotion, the second stage of the competition began.

With a flash of white light, all contestants disappeared again.

After a short period of darkness, Jiang Yeming opened his eyes.

He digested the memory transmitted by this body for the first time.

[Name: York, private investigator, maintains a good relationship with the police station, and is often called to assist in solving cases. 】

The identity is good, and a lot of information can be obtained through it, but what about the mission?
A task issued by the program group appeared in front of him.

[A serial murder case occurred in Frando City, you need to find the real culprit within five days and arrest him. 】

Once you have the task, you have to find more clues to the case.

Jiang Yeming went out to the police station on another street according to his memory.

As he walked, he estimated the impact of the surrounding environment on solving the case in the future.

There are not only splendid churches in classical style, but also dilapidated streets composed of two or three-story buildings.

The sky was gray, and several large chimneys in the distance were spewing white mist.

The streets made of stone blocks have long been potholed due to wear and tear.

Walking in such a smelly neighborhood full of puddles, be very careful, otherwise the oncoming horse-drawn carriages and steam engine cars will splash you with stinky water.

Obviously, this world is very similar to Victorian London, which had just entered the stage of the first industrial revolution.

I just don't know if it's a purely technological civilization or if there are hidden magical elements.

Jiang Yeming, who went to the country to do as the Romans did, was wearing a tuxedo, a short walking stick in his right hand, and a pork pie hat on his head, walking on the sidewalk.

With his well-dressed body and calm demeanor, he walked through the streets full of weaving women and coolies, but he did not cause much impact.

The weaving women workers with their skirts open greeted him cordially.

"York, my cows are lost, can you help me find them?"

"York, how about I come to your house tonight? I have a new clue about the ogre."

Jiang Yeming was taken aback by the sudden harassment, which was not in the memory of the transmitted identity.

Good guy, this Yorke's identity turned out to be a philanderer, even such a vulgar and strong textile worker would not let her go.

Can't be entangled here anymore, Jiang Yeming showed an apologetic expression, walked forward quickly, and said: "I don't have time today, I will talk about it later."

Amidst the laughter of the women, Jiang Yeming escaped from the dirty street, crossed the alley and turned into San Fran Avenue.

Compared with the previous Niluo Street, the name here has always been nice, and even the environment is very different.

The two rows are quaint and artistic buildings, the first floor has been converted into various shops, and the street is actually a flat concrete road, with tall plane trees standing on both sides.

The whole street is under the shade of the trees, it is cool even in the scorching sun, and the air is filled with the aroma of cream and cake.

The two adjacent streets actually showed completely different styles. Jiang Yeming deeply doubted the management ability of this city.

He looked at the pavement store, his stomach growling for some reason.

He was actually hungry, the environment on Mars was harsh, and he was fighting all the way to survive, so he couldn't have a good meal. In addition, in order to catch up with time, the program team immediately started the second stage. Jiang Yeming didn't even have a chance to eat and rest.

Solving the case belongs to solving the case, and he can't ignore his appetite, so he strode into the police station.

Jiang Yeming was walking in the police station, which was like a vegetable market. Aristocratic butlers and wealthy servants in gorgeous costumes and wealthy servants yelled at the police officers.

The servants of these rich people and nobles, using their status as masters, treated those police officers who dared not refute as if they were big shots.

This is the bustling San Ferran Street Police Station. It is the most lively and busiest police station in the entire Frando City. It receives reports from various dignitaries every day, but most of them do not even meet the standards for filing a case.

According to his identity memory, Jiang Yeming bypassed the reporting area, entered the aisle at the back, opened the door of the third room in the aisle, and went straight in.

In the room, sat a fat, bald middle-aged man who was carefully placing building blocks.

"Inspector Fam, it's time we talked about serial ogres."

Jiang Yeming's voice startled the bald middle-aged man, and the building blocks in front of him instantly collapsed.

The middle-aged man named Fam didn't get angry because of this, he stood up enthusiastically and tried to hug Jiang Yeming.

A smell of fishy smell rushed over his face, this is not acceptable, Jiang Yeming took a wrong step to dodge, and pressed the short staff against Fam's chest to ensure a safe distance between the two.

Detective Fam, who was refused a hug, had to put down his arms, turned around and poured a cup of black tea for Jiang Yeming, and then said: "Thank God, you are finally willing to accept this case. There have been two serial murders in my jurisdiction, and I have been ordered to solve the case within five days."

Fortunately, his time is also five days, Jiang Yeming turned around and waved: "Okay, let's go out and find a restaurant, and talk while eating."

As soon as he heard about going out for dinner, Detective Fam became more interested. He quickly took a stack of documents from the bookshelf in the office, put them in his briefcase, and trotted all the way out.

The two left the noisy police station and looked at the restaurants all over the street, but Jiang Yeming didn't know how to choose.

There was no such information in the transmitted identity memory. He looked at Fam and said, "First of all, I have no money. You can buy this meal. Of course, it is up to you to choose where to eat."

"No problem." Fam pointed to the right side: "This time I will take you to Biranso Butcher's."

Just eat when you eat, why go to the butcher shop?Jiang Yeming was a little puzzled, but he didn't make a sound, and followed Fam silently.

The two trotted across the street and came to a not-so-big door across the street.

On the window of this small facade, half of the fresh meat is hung, and the other half is hung with barbecue samples.

I see, this butcher shop not only sells meat, but also sells its own barbecue.

As a carnivore, Jiang Yeming's nose twitched, and he smelled the alluring smell of animal fat mixed with various spices and the Maillard reaction produced under high-temperature roasting.

This scent was exactly what he wanted, and before Inspector Farm could say anything, Jiang Yeming opened the door and walked in.

After the two entered the door, Jiang Yeming glanced at the menu on the table, and couldn't wait to order: "Here is a hearty barbecue platter and a glass of wheat beer." Having said that, Jiang Yeming turned to look at Inspector Fam: "And you, what do you want?"

At this time, Detective Fam suddenly looked a little uncomfortable. Jiang Yeming actually ordered the most expensive dish in the store. Although he is a detective and his income is not bad, but the cost is so high, his heart hurts.

But face must be saved. Inspector Fam, who was bleeding, glanced at the menu, and finally said: "Give me a beef burger, a small portion, I just ate."