Under One Person: God Profiler

Juvenile offenders take short steps and leave small footprints. Young offenders take long steps. Middle-aged offenders walk steadily and slowly, with shorter distances between their footprints. Elderly offenders take even shorter steps, with more pressure on their heels than on the balls of their feet.

Xia Linyuan looked at the lawn, and an image immediately flashed into his mind: a teenager, about 1.78 meters tall, vaulting over into the backyard of the villa. He landed lightly, took a large step towards the living room, and broke through the balcony.

Upon entering the living room, he encountered five ghosts. He casually summoned a scroll and a fox spirit to fight the ghosts, while he searched the room.

Xia Linyuan followed the images he observed and searched all the way.

They eventually arrived at the underground training ground.

Xia Linyuan frowned slightly. So it was the Wang family who came to rescue Wang Bing.

The basement door was opened. A limp corpse lay across the entrance to the training ground. His pupils were wide open, and a circular bruise on his neck silently testified to the cause of his death.

Wang Bing died.

Xia Linyuan was silent for a moment. By interpreting Wang Bing's expression before his death, he knew that Wang Bing never expected that the murderer in front of him would kill him.

Xiao Zizai followed the scent and came over, carrying his bag. He walked behind Xia Linyuan, glanced at the corpse, put the bag on the ground, and began to rummage through it.

Glucose, IV tubing, oxygen cylinder. Finally, they pulled out a bottle of medicine: "This is hydrofluoric acid. Leave the rest to me. Don't worry, it won't dirty your house."

"Thank you for your hard work, Master. This was a very good prey. In your words, it was a top-quality one."

Xia Linyuan said with great regret.

Before an ant dies, it can still pluck out a few legs to reveal its ugly side and amuse people.

Wang Bing died too easily.

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses and slowly said, "Don't be discouraged, I've found even better prey..."

Chapter 163 Feng Xingtong's Awakening

"Better?"

Xia Linyuan looked at Xiao Zizai with a puzzled expression.

“That’s right.” Xiao Zizai took out a bag-shaped object from his bag, blew on it, and it turned into a large basin. Xiao Zizai then threw it into the basin: “Old Dou’s application has been approved. He has found a good person for me on the list. It is said to be a disciple of the Shangqing Sect.”

Xiao Zizai adjusted his glasses and pulled the large basin upwards: "This person committed many crimes in the Jiangsu area. He had a penchant for torturing and killing children, and then used their spirits to cultivate strange arts."

Xia Linyuan packed away the tools Xiao Zizai had taken out one by one, followed behind, and smiled slightly when he heard about the child abuse fetish: "Master, you had it too, didn't you...?"

Xiao Zizai glanced at Xia Linyuan: "Xiao Yuan, bringing up things you shouldn't talk about isn't your style."

"Where's the bathroom?"

Xia Linyuan smiled and pointed in a direction: "There."

He then placed the tools on the ground and asked, "Did you eat when you came, Master?"

"No."

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Xia Linyuan went to the kitchen, took out meat and vegetables, and prepared to cook some simple food.

Papapa

Xiao Zizai broke Wang Bing's bones, placed them in a large basin so that they could be completely submerged in water, and poured in hydrofluoric acid...

The moment Xia Linyuan added the chopped scallions as the oil in the pan heated up.

The entire villa was filled with the rich aroma of food.

.......

The next morning, Xia Linyuan woke up to the sound of a television.

"Yesterday, the Market Supervision Bureau received a report against WG Group, alleging a series of illegal activities including illegal transactions and forced transactions. An investigation has been launched."

"This investigation invited the former chairman of a food company to return to China to prepare for legal verification."

"He Cun, the current marketing manager of a company, has gone missing and his whereabouts are unknown."

Xia Linyuan glanced at the morning news on TV. He silently turned it off. Without a second thought, he went straight to the movie room. The movie room? It was soundproofed. As soon as he pushed open the door, loud music blared out.

"Once you step into this place, you need to know who's in charge. It's best to make the shield as large as possible, so that the world of supernatural beings will tremble in fear."

Xiao Zizai was dancing energetically to the music.

"Master Xiao, I have to go to an appointment now, would you like to come with me?"

Xiao Zizai turned off the music, used the remote to find the 3D game, and said to Xia Linyuan, "I won't go to your appointment. Are you in a hurry? Want to dance for a while? This sound system is pretty good."

"No, Master Xiao, I'll order you some takeout. I'll also contact the property management to find someone to fix the glass; Master Xiao, please help me open the door then."

"Okay, go ahead. Call me if anything happens."

Xiao Zizai watched the tennis game on the TV screen and stretched his muscles.

After Xiao Zizai finished his conversation and made arrangements with the property management, Xia Linyuan took a taxi to a coffee shop.

This cafe is interesting; it's called 'Sandstorm'.

Feng Shayan couldn't get used to the coffee in cafes other than those at home, so she opened her own cafe in the capital. The person managing the cafe here is a low-level eccentric.

When Xia Linyuan arrived, the strange man immediately came to greet him.

"Is this Mr. Xia Linyuan?"

Xia Linyuan nodded: "I'm looking for Feng Xingtong."

"Very well, Young Master Feng has been waiting for you for a long time. He specifically asked me to wait here."

"Young Master didn't even tell me what you looked like, only that you were the most handsome one, but I looked for a long time and never saw you, until you appeared..."

The coffee shop manager led the way with a smile, praising everything he said.

Xia Linyuan kept smiling and thanking him. In the time it took to go upstairs, the two had already finished three rounds of mutual flattery.

Only after they reached a private room did the manager stop talking and ask, "What would you like to drink?"

"Just feel free to do it."

The store manager turned and left.

Xia Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had spoken ill of the person behind his back, Xia Linyuan still couldn't help but speak up for the shop manager: "Isn't it a waste of your sister's talent to let someone like that only manage one coffee shop?"

Feng Xingtong laughed and said, "This is someone my sister specially recruited from my father for the initial operation of this coffee shop. Although she is not very capable, she is definitely a master at operating and managing a shop."

"I could feel it. I almost couldn't handle his enthusiasm."

Xia Linyuan was deeply moved.

"There are plenty of people like that in my world."

Feng Xingtong gave a mischievous smile.

"I feel as if I am witnessing the disaster that will befall the Wang family."

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly and sat down nearby.

The store manager served Xia Linyuan coffee and then withdrew.

"Want to try some? My sister went to great lengths to find the best ingredients for the coffee."

After saying that, Feng Xingtong picked up her cup of coffee, which she hadn't finished, and took a small sip.

The two chatted for a while.

Feng Xingtong took out a stack of handwritten booklets, placed them on the table, and slowly pushed them over: "Brother Yuan, this is the reward for your deal with Father. I'm giving it to you today."

"I asked Grandpa Wang Zizhong to write it by hand."

“The practice of the Qingnang Needle Scripture is quite dangerous. If you want to practice it, it is recommended that someone protect you.”

Xia Linyuan took the booklet without looking at it and said to Feng Xingtong, "I don't know how to cultivate. This is for an elder of mine."

Feng Xingtong nodded slowly: "Since he is Brother Yuan's elder, I feel at ease handing over this cultivation technique."

After a moment of silence, Feng Xingtong suddenly spoke:

"Brother Yuan, my father and I are preparing to move into the Wang family compound."

Xia Linyuan glanced at Feng Xingtong in surprise: "You're going too?"

Feng Xingtong nodded heavily: "I have been too naive all along. Many people have been praising me, which made me overlook the cruelty of the world of supernatural beings. If I were capable enough, I wouldn't have been so incompetent in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. When you were dealing with the Wang family, Brother Yuan, I wouldn't have just been a messenger or a communicator."

Xia Linyuan noticed Feng Xingtong's self-blame and comforted her, "The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is due to the cultivation technique, and my dealing with the Wang family is just a normal commission. You don't need to worry about it."

No! Feng Xingtong downed her coffee in one gulp: "Brother Yuan, this is not just a commission! It's also a matter of friendship between us. Why is it that I'm the one commissioning you, instead of you commissioning me?"

"Because I'm too weak!"

"I have a feeling that if I don't move forward, the gap between us will widen, and then I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to help you..."

Xia Linyuan looked at Feng Xingtong, who suddenly became a little excited, and smiled: "Then good luck. I don't have the habit of waiting for others except when I'm carrying out a mission."

Feng Xingtong nodded, his eyes shining with determination.

Xia Linyuan smiled and took a sip of his coffee.

Through the hazy heat, Xia Linyuan caught a glimpse of a barefoot man in white clothes smiling and waving at him from the side of the road outside the window.

Seeing Xia Linyuan's gaze fall upon him, the man in white uttered three words: "Xia Huaisang..."