Chapter 12

Ma Xiaoniu looked at Kong Jinlong in front of him, a square face full of righteousness, with a square birthmark on his left cheek. It was truly a case of "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to me effortlessly."

"Kong Jinlong, deputy director of the Wealth Bureau. Heh, you've been an official for so many years, you must have endured a lot of hardships, right?" Ma Xiaoniu's cold voice rang out.

"For the sake of the country and its people, what are a little hardship? If you have nothing else to do, I'll take my leave now!" Kong Jinlong realized he couldn't stay any longer and it was best to leave as soon as possible.

“Farewell? You should indeed take your leave, but it will be a long and painful one.” Ma Xiaoniu took out a dagger, which gleamed coldly.

Kong Jinlong staggered back a few steps as if he'd been electrocuted, looking at the two men with a wary expression. "Friends, we have no past grudges or recent animosity, why are you doing this?"

"Because of that dead woman in red, you haven't forgotten, have you?!" Ma Xiaoniu said with a hint of mockery.

Kong Jinlong was struck dumb, staggering back a few steps. Impossible! This is impossible! No one should know about that! Why do these two people know?

"I don't understand what you're saying!" Kong Jinlong realized something was wrong and looked around, trying to find a chance to escape.

Ma Xiaoniu didn't say anything more. What was the point of saying so much? Blood debts must be repaid in blood.

The two slowly approached each other. Kong Jinlong had nowhere to retreat, so he roared and charged at them. But two fists can't fight four hands, and Ma Xiaoniu's physique is much stronger now.

Several flashes of cold light appeared, and the dagger had already severed Kong Jinlong's throat. With his throat cut, Kong Jinlong could no longer make a sound. Blood spurted out, staining the ground red in a short while. Kong Jinlong's breathing grew weaker and weaker until it finally subsided.

He wiped the blood from the dagger on Kong Jinlong's clothes, then carefully carved the location of the red-clad woman's corpse in the abandoned factory and the crimes Kong Jinlong had committed onto the ground beside him. He then took out the Demon Seal and stamped it on Kong Jinlong's face. After taking out his phone to photograph the scene, and having everything in order, he and Wang Youcai left the alley and took a car back.

I got home at 7 p.m., quickly washed up, and then turned on my computer to log into the Demon Forum.

The excitement on the Demon Forum completely surprised Ma Xiaoniu. Only eight or nine hours had passed since he killed Song Laopi, and the Demon Forum's comment section already had tens of thousands of posts.

Speculation on the identity of the creator of the "Demon Forum"

Where exactly is the Demon Forum?

"He who kills will be killed; support the devil!"

"Trying to correct one mistake with another is not a good approach!"

"We are the Fengxian County Public Security Bureau. We hope this evil person will surrender to us as soon as possible, otherwise we will be severely punished!"

"I'm a hacker, hacking everything is my dream, but this forum has shattered my understanding!"

...

The tens of thousands of posts left Ma Xiaoniu dazzled, and the number was still growing rapidly. Ma Xiaoniu couldn't help but marvel at the power of the internet! He had to admit it.

After browsing for a while, Ma Xiaoniu posted the Song Laopi case and the Kong Jinlong case in two separate posts in the case completion section. The posts not only contained detailed accounts of the two men's crimes, but also photos of the two men after they were killed.

After the post was published, everyone browsing the Demon Forum received a notification immediately. After opening the two posts and reading their contents, everyone went crazy. It turned out the creator of the Demon Forum was indeed a murderer! And he even posted the photos so openly—wasn't he afraid the police would find him?

In no time, countless people left their comments under the two posts!

"The devil is awesome! Wait, it's a sofa!"

"The devil is my idol! Support the devil!"

"Your behavior is unacceptable! We urge you to delete the post and turn yourself in to the police!"

"Upstairs! If you're so capable, go find the demon. What's the point of talking nonsense here?"

"support"

"Support Brother Mo! This kind of scum should be eliminated as soon as possible!"

"Hey Mo-ge, I also need your help. How can I let you know?"

"Are you blind upstairs? Can't you see the huge text in the case information area?"

...

The number of comments is increasing at an alarming rate. Fortunately, the system is incredibly powerful; otherwise, the forum would probably have crashed long ago at this rate.

Ma Xiaoniu browsed for a while, then turned off the computer. He made a simple scrambled eggs with tomatoes, ate some steamed buns, and then leaned against the bed fully clothed to read. Reading before bed had become an unwavering habit for Ma Xiaoniu, and after a long day, reading in bed for a while allowed his body and mind to relax.

Time quickly passed midnight.

"Drawing begins. Please complete the draw within two minutes, otherwise an automatic draw will be conducted and a penalty will be imposed..."

Extract!

As the dark roulette wheel stopped spinning, a beam of blood-red light shot into his mind.

Transformation – You can become anything you want!

Mission: There are too many good people in this world, keep hunting.

Ma Xiaoniu yawned and decided to go to sleep. He thought to himself, "These tasks are always released at midnight; it's exhausting!"

The next day at 6:30, Ma Xiaoniu finished washing up and sat in the living room browsing the Demon Forum. Finally, someone posted in the case posting section of the Demon Forum, and there was more than one.

"Please help! Chang Youfu, the manager of Wangcai Milk Factory, owes my father wages and has injured him. I beg for justice!"

"Please help! My son, Xiaotian, has been abducted by human traffickers. I hope heroes can help find him and bring the perpetrators to justice!"

"Please help! My wife and her lover drugged me. Now I am disabled in both legs and have lost everything. I beg you heroes to help me punish the adulterous couple!"

"Help! My two hens are missing. I hope someone can help me find them."

"Help! I'm a narcotics police officer, trapped in Myanmar. Please, heroes, save me!"

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