Wu Xiaode jumped from the second-floor window of the disco and landed in a deserted alley. He raised his feet and looked at the soles of his shoes.

No blood involved. Very good.

I am truly compassionate and have restrained myself from killing animals. - There is no need to throw away these shoes.

He walked towards the exit of the alley with satisfaction.

"What's the point of doing these things? These people don't seem to know you at all." the voice asked.

"I said I would kill everyone around him, and I must do it." Wu Xiaode shrugged. "But he is already dead." The voice said incomprehensibly.

"We must be honest when walking in the world, otherwise people will think I am a liar, and then my words will have no weight in the future." Wu Xiaode said.

Based on the middle-aged man’s cell phone chat history, I directly found the location of his gang.

But I am a kind-hearted person anyway. Those who have not committed heinous crimes only have their legs and feet broken.

People who should not be killed are similar, and people who should be killed have their own reasons. What impressed Wu Xiaode deeply was that he was a perverted murderer.

He would throw the resisting girls into the sewer until they rotted and swelled, and then fished them out to educate other girls. He did not give him any pleasure.

In short, it took some time to kill these people, and we must let them feel the pain of the dead. We don't expect them to reflect on it, but let them experience it at least.

Until they couldn't hold it any longer——

Then let them go to hell.

Wu Xiaode carefully avoided the camera at the entrance of the alley and ran quickly on the wall. He came all the way to the bridge across the river.

It's late at night.

There were no people on the bridge, let alone cars.

Wu Xiaode picked up the gang boss's phone and checked it one last time to make sure it was correct.

Nothing is missing.

Wu Xiaode dialed a number.

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"Police station? About 156 people died in my area, at Shuhe Disco, Caifeng Nightclub, Yunding Bar...

"Yes, it's not a joke." "Please clean the floor."

"I know, I'm really sorry to bother you so late." "I've ordered a midnight snack for you."

"Goodbye." Wu Xiaode hung up the phone. The phone clicked and was crushed to pieces.

Just like tearing apart paper, he tore the phone into fine pieces and fluttered it into the wind. In the night breeze.

The finely broken mobile phone parts were scattered into the river, silently and without the slightest ripple. The job was finally done.

Wu Xiaode yawned, stretched and said, "I forgot to change my voice."

"Don't worry, your voice has already been changed by the lady." The voice said. "When? Can't I detect it?" Wu Xiaode said in surprise.

"Yes, when you saw the Lion King - now I will help you recover." The voice said. Wu Xiaode was speechless for a while.

Jiang Shanglan didn't tell her anything, and she would have to teach her a lesson tomorrow.

"I went back to the mountain to sleep. She should be fine tonight. If anything happens, you can call me anytime. I'll be at the Temple of the Queen Mother of the West." "Okay."

...Cuiyunshan.Guest room.

Wu Xiaode was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, watching a movie and eating vegetarian snacks from the temple.

Someone knocked on the door.

It's Old Zhao who is in charge of this temple. "Old Zhao, what's the matter?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"You didn't go out at night, right?" Old Man Zhao asked from outside. "No," Wu Xiaode said.

"Okay, don't come out. Something happened outside. I'll tell you later." Old Man Zhao's voice gradually faded away.

after awhile.

There was a rapid sound at the window.

Wu Xiaode looked up and saw a magpie pecking at the window with its beak. Who is this?

Wu Xiaode opened the window.

The magpie immediately flew in and landed on the table, flying from its wings

He took out a small card holder and placed it on the table.

"Dear Lord of all realms, I am a household registration worker in the underworld."

The magpie salutes.

"Hello." Wu Xiaode nodded.

"Because you are involved in a murder case, the police will come to inquire shortly. In order to prevent the mortals in the world from discovering that you are a non-existent person, we have expedited the processing of your identity and please check it." Magpie said.

"What murder case? Why don't I know anything?" Wu Xiaode laughed. Magpie paused, then changed his tone and said:

"Several gang members died on Cuiyun Mountain. It is initially believed that the tragedy was caused by internal strife, but the police still have to visit the mountain after all."

"I see."

Wu Xiaode picked up the card package on the table.

Inside was an ID card and a simple resume certificate. "Name: Wu Xiaode."

"Gender: Male." "Identity: Orphan."

"Address: No. 137 Fuhui Road, Dongwan City, Orphanage (changed)." "Occupation: Boxing."

There was a stack of paper under the resume certificate, which recorded his life trajectory in detail over the years. Wu Xiaode lowered his head and read it.

Magpie said:

"After you read it, burn all the papers and keep the ID card." "Are these real or fake?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Of course it's true. When you entered the world, the world was all arranged. It's just that we didn't keep up with the work here and couldn't complete it until now. Please forgive me."

Magpie said.

"Oh, it's okay." Wu Xiaode smiled.

The magpie bowed to him and flew out of the window.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. Wu Xiaode went to open the door.

I saw several uniformed policemen standing outside, looking towards him. "Name?" one policeman asked.

"Wu Xiaode."

"Let's take a look at your ID card - why do you live here?" "Because I'm considering becoming a monk recently."

Wu Xiaode handed the ID card on the table to the police.

The policeman took a machine and scanned it, then looked at the screen of the machine carefully. "Is there anyone else at home?"

"there is none left."

"Okay, it's okay, you can rest."

The policeman returned the ID card to Wu Xiaode, waved to him, and said:

"A murder occurred on the mountainside. We are chasing the gangster. Don't run around and pay attention to safety." "I understand, thank you."

Wu Xiaode closed the door.

The identity problem should have been solved. But something feels wrong.

Why didn't the ID card come earlier or later, and why did it suddenly arrive at this time? Why did the police have to explain to themselves what they were doing?

Although this is not a flaw, and it may be a coincidence. But what if it is not a coincidence?

Wu Xiaode thought for a moment, then stood up immediately and walked to the window.

He gently opened the window, swept out, reached out to grab the tiles on the eaves, turned over hard, and landed on the roof.

In the night.

Several other police officers went from house to house checking.

There was only one policeman, separated from the crowd, talking on the phone under the eaves opposite. Wu Xiaode walked over quietly, squatted on the eaves and listened.

"right-"

"Using the identity information, we found the gunman who committed a murder a year ago. His name is Wu Xiaode." "We didn't bring any guns, so we reported it immediately."

"....Okay, we'll stay where we are and won't alert anyone."

After Wu Xiaode heard this, he turned around and fell down from the other side of the house, jumped straight onto the wall, and was about to leave. He had indeed gained an identity.

However, there is a problem with this identity.

Someone is hiding in secret, trying to manipulate his identity to deal with him.

——After all, in this world
To be continued...