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

In the third case, although some of the murderer's appearance characteristics were found, most of the adult males in Frando City with beards were nobles and rich people. These rich people were obsessed with grooming their beards and regarded it as a status symbol. When the detective applied to the police headquarters for a city-wide search warrant, he was opposed by the entire city's top management. Under pressure, he had to stop the investigation of the case.

Jiang Yeming turned over the third dossier that had become an unsolved case because the investigation of bearded beards was prohibited, and continued to read.

The fourth case was more than a year apart, that is, three years after the first file.

Apparently, because the third case caused a lot of trouble, the murderer was alerted and stopped temporarily.

It was also during these two years that the murderer became more cunning, cruel, and cautious.

In the fourth case, the deceased was a Jacobin pastor who died in the backyard of the church. When he died, he knelt on the grass and made a confession.

It was also at the beginning of this case that the murderer chose a rainy night environment, which can not only avoid the probability of being discovered by the harsh environment, but also use rain to wash away the evidence at the crime scene.

Jiang Yeming put down the file, a little confused.

He thought to himself:

In this era, although industrial civilization has already taken shape, theocracy is still strong, and most people believe in the existence of gods. Unless they have a very strong hatred for priests, it is difficult to do this kind of behavior.

He penned and wrote:
[Murderer Portrait 3: It is not ruled out that he had a grudge against the pastor, or he might be an atheist. Regardless of the judgment, the performance of the pastor when he died indicates that he probably knew the murderer. This is a gap that is very likely to be broken through. 】

After writing this, Jiang Yeming stood up, folded the paper full of words and put it in his coat pocket, and then said to Inspector Fam: "Look at this file first, now I need you to do a few things."

Detective Fam took out a towel from his pocket and wiped his mouth clean, and said in a spirited voice, "Say it."

“You get someone to go to the hospitals and medical schools in the city and look for people who: one, worked in the hospital eight or nine years ago and went to medical school, two, are around 20 years old, and three, have a beard.”

Following Jiang Yeming's words, Detective Fam recalled the case information in his head, and felt a sudden realization, "Why didn't I think so, damn it, I'll go find someone to investigate."

"Wait." Jiang Yeming interrupted, "I haven't finished yet."

Detective Fam, who was about to turn around and go back to the police station, could only retract his feet and looked at Jiang Yeming in confusion.

"You will go to the Jacobin Saint-Zan Cathedral with me later, and we will find clues to solve the case."

The inspector was overjoyed immediately, and replied, "You are waiting for me here, and you will be right back." After speaking, Inspector Fam trotted across the street to the police station on his short legs.

After a while, Jiang Yeming, who was sitting at the butcher's shop drinking black tea to relieve his tiredness, heard a bell ringing outside.

He turned his head and looked outside. Detective Fam was sitting in the carriage and rang the bell. Then Jiang Yeming walked out and stepped into the carriage.

There were only two carriages sitting opposite each other, and the interior was exquisite. At first glance, it was not a special car for the police station. Detective Fam explained aloud, "It belongs to the fur shop. Last time I helped them catch the habitual criminals who stole fur. The owner of the fur shop, Earl Ying and Earl, lent me this car."

Good guy, to enjoy it so much. It seems that Inspector Fam has a lot of oil and water, but he is a bit stingy.

After Jiang Yeming gave Fam a bad evaluation in his heart, he asked aloud, "Can you introduce the Jacobin Saint Zan Church?"

Fam tapped his cane on his back, and the carriage drove forward. Then he said: "The Jacobins are a newly-emerged sect in the past few decades. They restrain all the clergy with strict dogma, and they give a good impression to the believers, so they develop rapidly. Investigate the case and they will certainly support it."

"That's not necessarily the case." Jiang Yeming replied meaningfully. From the fourth case file, he saw some unusual things. Perhaps these are not good things for the Jacobins.

The two then chatted about some daily life one after another. Through these conversations, Jiang Yeming learned more about the city, until after more than half an hour's drive, Jacobin Saint Zan Church finally arrived.

Jiang Yeming jumped out of the carriage and looked at the church not far away. The cone-shaped spire reflected colorful luster under the sun, and the stone angel statue on the spire fluttered with the light and shadow, as if it was moving.

This is the biggest feature of the Jacobin Saint Zan Church. It was regarded as a miracle when it was built, and it is still a must-see attraction for tourists and believers.

Jiang Yeming watched intently. Although his ability was limited, he could still judge that this was just an ordinary light and shadow effect, which should be caused by multiple refractions of light. The person who designed the top of the tower was also a genius.

However, this church is not without its peculiarities. Jiang Yeming accidentally discovered that the godhead in the sea of ​​consciousness sensed multiple strands of faith.

These powers of faith are like headless chickens, eagerly surrounding Jiang Yeming, but they don't know how to connect to the godhead.

This is the status quo of the churches of false gods in the ordinary world. Without the belief of real gods, the statues of gods created by these churches cannot accept beliefs at all, and the power of those beliefs can only be wasted in vain. In this respect, China’s incense and gods are much better. As long as the gods are canonized, the true spirit is infused into the gods, and believers believe in them, even the clay bodhisattva can become a god again.

Just as Jiang Yeming was thinking, two priests walked out of the church, a middle-aged monk supported an elderly monk with white hair.

Detective Fam introduced: "This is Bishop Jacobin X and his assistant Brother Philip."

Jiang Yeming politely took off his hat and saluted. The white-haired bishop looked at Jiang Yeming with erratic eyes, and finally murmured: "Why can't I see God's call when I clearly feel it?"

It's strange to see it, Jiang Yeming smiled secretly, what made the bishop feel this way is the natural attraction of his godhead to the power of faith, especially in these churches of false gods, all beliefs are ownerless things, as long as Jiang Yeming thinks, he can use the godhead to easily absorb beliefs and become their true gods.

But this kind of behavior is not beneficial at all, and it may cause fouls, Jiang Yeming will not do it.

He stood silently, and let Inspector Farm explain his visit.

"My lord, we are here to investigate the murder of monk Prado seven years ago."