Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

In the thirty-sixth year of Tai'an, during the Dakang Dynasty, Yunmeng County, Qingyang County, Qingluan Prefecture.

Just after the afternoon, in the southern part of Yunmeng County, at the end of Qingliu Lane, Qingyufang, there was a somewhat old bungalow.

With a loud "bang", a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old fell heavily to the ground.

The next second...

A big foot stepped directly on his chest. It was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a black gown and with a cold aura.

"You... who are you? Why do you want to kill me?"

The young man struggled hard with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, haven't you been looking for me?"

A hint of cat playing with mouse flashed across the middle-aged man in black's mouth.

"You killed my father!" The young man's eyes turned red when he heard this, like a completely enraged beast that wanted to eat people, "Ah! I'm going to kill you, kill you."

"Kill me? Boy, wait till next life!"

With a sinister laugh, the middle-aged man in black stepped hard and broke the young man's sternum. The powerful force penetrated into his body and shattered his heart.

"puff......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the dancing hands fell weakly to the ground. The blood-red pupils quickly spread, losing the last bit of their vitality.

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An hour later.

"Cough cough..."

After a cough, Su Mo slowly opened his eyes.

What caught the eye was a mess, with a large number of broken tables and chairs scattered on the ground.

where is this place?

Su Mo looked confused. Wasn't he eating Roujiamo in the hotel? How did he end up in such a ghost place?

This... Could it be that I have encountered the legendary honey trap?

Suddenly, Su Mo's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, and he stared at his own hands. These fair and tender hands did not look like the hands of a man in his thirties at all.

And the back of his right hand. When he was a child, he was cut by a sickle and left a long scar, but now there is no scar at all.

"Gulu... I... I'm not wearing this, am I?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, it was like a switch was turned on. In an instant, a stream of scattered memory fragments flooded into his mind like a torrent, and it seemed as if it would burst his head.

pain!

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.

At this moment, Su Mo wished he could end his life and wanted to scream, but it was as if a pair of invisible hands grabbed his neck and made him unable to make a sound.

It was unknown how much time had passed before Su Mo finally recovered.

I'm not dreaming, I really wore it.

It was just to rescue a poor girl whose father was a gambler, whose mother was bedridden and who had a younger brother who was in school. How could I travel to such a chaotic world where demons and evil spirits were rampant?

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or fate.

His predecessor was also called Su Mo. He was born in Yunmeng County of the Dakang Dynasty. He was the son of a constable in Nancheng, Yunmeng County. A month ago, Su's father died in the line of duty. His son inherited his father's career and became a new constable in the Nancheng Patrol.

But why did the previous incarnation faint on the ground? And what happened to the mess on the ground?

Su Mo frowned, as if a part of his memory was missing. He couldn't remember what happened after he returned home today.

at this time......

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a heavy knock on the door from outside the room.

"Brother Mo, come out quickly, something happened."

"This voice is Qin Hu."

Su Mo's heart sank. Without bothering to think any further, he grabbed the sword that had fallen to the ground and walked out of the room.

What caught his eye was a middle-aged man who was like him, wearing a standard constable uniform, with a square face, a strong back and a broadsword on his waist. He was Qin Hu, a black-robed constable of the South City Patrol and Su's father's old partner. After Su Mo became a constable, he took good care of him.

"Uncle Tiger, what happened?"

"Follow me quickly, someone is dead over in Qingshi Lane."

Having said that, Qin Hu hurried out of the alley, and Su Mo hurriedly followed.

After an incense stick of time, two more people appeared beside Su Mo and Qin Hu. Like him and Qin Hu, they were all wearing constable uniforms. One was about thirty years old, and the other was a little younger, about twenty-five or twenty-six. Their faces were somewhat similar.

The older one is Yao Xuan and the younger one is Yao Hua. They are cousins.

After walking forward for a while, a pungent smell of blood filled the air, causing Su Mo's heartbeat to speed up.

After turning a corner, I saw dozens of corpses lying in a mess a few meters ahead. The scene was very tragic. Each one seemed to have been chopped by knives and was almost unrecognizable.

"Brother, he is from the Black Wolf Gang."

"That... is the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, Gong Qing. Hiss... He is a top-grade leather refining warrior, and he actually died here."

Suddenly, Yao Hua's pupils shrank, and he took a breath of cold air as he looked at one of the corpses. To low-level constables like them, the leather-refining warriors were big men they needed to look up to. They had the strength to lift a tripod, and a hundred or so ordinary strong men were no match for them. If they were willing to join their patrol department, they would immediately be able to become the head of the constable group and command a team of constables.

"Who... is responsible for this? Could it be the Yulong Gang?"

"Okay! Xiaohua, stop talking. This is none of our business."

Yao Xuan on the side quickly made a gesture to keep quiet. Trouble comes from the mouth, and there are some words that small detectives like them cannot say casually. Over the years, there are many detectives who have inexplicably appeared in roadside stinking ditches because of their careless mouths.

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"This is the chaotic era of the dynasty, and human life is worthless."

Looking at the tragic scene, Su Mo frowned. Dozens of lives were lost. If it were on Blue Star, it would be a major case that would shock the whole country, but in the Dakang Dynasty, it was nothing.

In the memory of his previous life, gang killings like this were commonplace, not to mention the chaotic outer city, even the majestic inner city was common.

I don’t know when it will be my turn?

Alas! When others traveled through time, even if they were not from a royal family, a prince or a grandson of an emperor, at least they would be a son of a wealthy family, enjoying wealth and glory for the rest of their lives. But I, on the other hand, had such a hellish start.

"Brother Mo, what are you still standing there for? Get to work."

At this time, Qin Hu's voice came from not far away.

Forget it, don’t think too much about it.

Sweep the floor first!

Su Mo smiled bitterly in his heart, walked a few steps to a corpse, and subconsciously groped towards the corpse. This was considered an extra benefit for them, the low-level constables. Although most of the time, these corpses had been looted after having passed through who knows how many hands, but if they were lucky, they could occasionally get some gains.

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"If you find someone who died in vain, your life span will be increased by 10 years."

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