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"Hidden strength?"

Upon hearing those two words, Yu Anqi's eyes narrowed sharply, and she stood up in surprise, exclaiming, "Are you sure you're not joking?"

Ye Bai shook his head and said, "Of course not, and Li Changlin was killed by internal force, which is why there are no visible marks on his body."

"So that's it..."

A look of realization flashed across Yu Anqi's pretty face, then she frowned and said, "But I heard that the probability of someone being able to cultivate internal strength is almost one in a thousand or even one in ten thousand. How could there be such a master in Jingzhou?"

"Actually, developing internal strength isn't as difficult as you imagine..."

Ye Bai shook his head, about to say that there were two people with hidden strength standing in front of him, but then he swallowed the words back.

Li Changlin just died from internal force, and he's already saying here that he and Jiang Nuai both know internal force. That's not honesty, it's utter insanity.

"Fish Team, what are you talking about? Is it obvious or veiled?"

Completely bewildered, Xiao Zheng finally couldn't help but interject with a question.

Ye Bai was too lazy to answer the questions of this young forensic doctor who always liked to target him, and continued to look at the large cadaver specimen display room in front of him.

"Hidden strength is a state of being for martial artists, possessed only by the most elite masters. Well, it's a bit difficult to explain in detail, but you can think of it as something like internal energy in martial arts novels..."

Yu Anqi patiently explained the science to Xiao Zheng.

After all, he was one of his subordinates. Although the kid was a bit slow, he couldn't just kick him out of the criminal investigation team.

"What?! Li Chenglin was killed by a martial arts master using internal force? That's ridiculous!"

Xiao Zheng was stunned after hearing the whole story. He felt it would be easier to accept if Li Changlin had been scared to death by a ghost.

How could the things in martial arts novels possibly exist in reality?

Why don't you just say you know the Six Meridians Divine Sword?

"You should educate them on this knowledge. If I'm not mistaken, there are probably more than two hands' worth of hidden strength masters in Jingzhou now."

Seeing Xiao Zheng shouting and yelling as if he had gone mad, Ye Bai thought for a moment and gave Yu Anqi a suggestion.

Leaving aside others, Yan Yangshuo, this wanted criminal, is an absolute master of internal strength.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so difficult to catch them back then.

The most extraordinary aspect of hidden strength is not only its astonishing destructive power, but also its ability to create a disguise that kills without leaving a trace at certain times.

In cases like Li Changlin, there were no visible injuries on the body's surface; only during an autopsy could the heart damage be discovered as the true cause of death.

If one is unaware of the existence of hidden strength, one can only attribute it to a heart attack.

Naturally, it couldn't be treated as a murder case, let alone convict the murderer.

"How could there be so many?"

This time, Yu Anqi was dumbfounded. Her mouth was wide open, big enough to fit a thick sausage, and she stood there speechless.

It's no wonder she was so surprised; for ordinary people, encountering a master of internal energy is something they might never do in their entire lives.

For someone in her profession, the chances are higher, but it's still not easy to meet one every few years.

After all, this is an era where guns reign supreme; even the most skilled martial artist cannot withstand a single bullet.

So unless you're completely out of your mind, you wouldn't dare to show off in front of an armed police officer.

"It's probably more than that."

Ye Bai shook his head.

Besides Yan Yangshuo, the black-robed Taoist priest of the "Five Scoundrels" also falls into this category.

However, even among masters of internal strength, there are varying degrees of strength.

According to the levels of Xuanmen (the school of Taoism), they are: entry level, minor achievement, major achievement, and perfection.

People like Qiu Wude and Lu Sita are at the beginner level of internal strength.

Ye Bai has not yet met the other three, but based on Lu Sita's description, he can roughly judge that they should have reached the minor stage of internal strength.

Sun Yibiao, the strongest among them, may even have reached the pinnacle of internal strength.

Besides Yan Yangshuo and the scoundrels of the Xuanmen sect, Ye Bai suspected that there were also such experts among the powerful families of Jingzhou.

Wealthy people are always afraid of death, and they probably wouldn't sleep soundly without powerful bodyguards by their side.

Even masters of internal strength are human beings, and they too have emotions and desires.

The saying goes, "Practice hard in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer." The hard work of ten or even several decades is usually not for lofty ideals, but more for material rewards.

Therefore, as long as you can afford the price, you can hire even a top-tier expert with perfect internal strength.

However, there are very few such people, and most of them have already achieved success and are not short of money.

"...Now that you mention it, I feel like Jingzhou is a den of dragons and tigers right now!"

Yu Anqi smiled wryly, feeling a headache coming on.

Of course, I'm not afraid. I'm in law enforcement and have a gun. Let alone ten or eight masters of internal strength, even if there are thousands or tens of thousands, they're just numbers.

Even if the police station can't handle it, the army can be mobilized.

However, when these guys commit crimes, they are far more destructive than ordinary criminals, and they are much harder to catch.

"Teacher Ye, do you suspect that the person who killed Li Changlin is hiding in the cadaver display room?"

Seeing Ye Bai looking at the building in front of her, Jiang Nuai asked in a low voice.

After all, she came from a proper assassin training camp. Although Jiang Ai suffers from severe social anxiety, she is still very intelligent.

Ye Bai nodded and said, "That's very likely. And I guess the murderer might have disguised himself as a cadaver when he killed Li Changlin."

Everyone experiences immense fear when facing death; no one is an exception.

But Li Changlin's expression was far too exaggerated; it was a reaction that would only occur if he had seen something beyond his comprehension.

And the only thing that fits this description is probably a "ghost".

There are no real ghosts, and there are no fake ghosts either.

"Teacher Ye, I've noticed it's a real shame you don't write novels. You may not have the talent, but your imagination is certainly quite rich!"

"You've probably never been to a cadaver display room in your life, have you? Do you know what kind of place that is? Even we medical students don't dare to go in alone, let alone stay there for a long time!"

"Yet you're here claiming the murderer is hiding inside, even disguised as a mortician. Do you think you can fool us like we're three-year-olds?"

"I think you're wasting your talents teaching at medical school; kindergarten is the place that suits you best..."

Listening to Ye Bai's analysis, Xiao Zheng couldn't help but start making sarcastic remarks again.

Generally speaking, the more talented someone is, the more arrogant they become.

The more arrogant a person is, the less likely they are to try to believe and accept something they have never heard of before; instead, they will react with hysterical rebuttal.

Just like the people who burned Copernicus at the stake didn't believe in the heliocentric theory at all.

At this moment, Xiao Zheng was clearly in the same boat.

However, Ye Bai was too lazy to argue with a young man who knew nothing. Anyway, once the police arrived and searched the place, they would be able to find out what was going on.

Soon, the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team arrived with his men and began a thorough search of the cadaver specimen display room.

Soon after, these people discovered signs of someone hiding and even saw some disguise props.

This means that Ye Bai's judgment was absolutely correct; the murderer had been hiding in the cadaver display room.

After confirming this, Xiao Zheng, who was originally waiting to slap Ye Bai in the face, couldn't even cry anymore and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Sigh, these young people these days need more experience. If all else fails, take a leave of absence and go back to school for further training. I'll give you a spot to audit a class..."

Ye Bai patted Xiao Zheng on the shoulder and offered words of earnest comfort.