94: Chapter 94 Infiltrating the Fan Group! Lei Dapao's Shock!

"Damn it, since when did I become so indecisive?"

Lei Dapao cursed, pulling his hand back sharply as if the screen were electrified.

He placed his phone face down on the table, making a sharp clatter.

He fished a cigarette out of his drawer, but just as he was about to light it, he realized his lighter was out of fuel.

"Fuck!"

Lei Dapao slammed the one-dollar plastic lighter into the trash can.

He paced back and forth in the office, his heavy leather shoes thumping loudly against the floor.

Every time he closed his eyes, his mind filled with images of that empty, abandoned pier and that cup of tea still steaming.

This was a blatant provocation.

That woman, Sister Hong, was rubbing the entire Criminal Investigation Detachment's face in the dirt.

If he couldn't solve this case, he, Lei Dapao, would never be able to hold his head high again for the rest of his life.

"No, 'know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.'"

Lei Dapao suddenly stopped, finding a perfect excuse for his actions.

"I'm not getting into superstition; I'm going behind enemy lines to find a weakness!"

With this justification, the awkwardness in Lei Dapao's heart eased slightly.

He picked up his phone again but didn't click follow.

As a veteran criminal investigator with rich experience, using his main account to follow such things was too amateurish and would easily expose his identity.

He exited Su Yun's profile, skillfully opened the app store, and downloaded a brand-new social app.

Registering an account.

In the nickname field, Lei Dapao hesitated for a long time.

"Number One Criminal Investigator"?

Too flashy.

"Chaoyang Resident"?

Too tacky.

Finally, he poked his thick fingers at the screen a few times, entering four characters: Righteous Passerby.

For his avatar, he chose a landscape photo of a sunflower, which looked exactly like some retired old cadre at home.

With all that settled, Lei Dapao took a deep breath and searched for Su Yun's fan group ID.

Applying to join.

Approved instantly.

As soon as he entered the group, Lei Dapao was shocked by the speed of the message scrolling.

It was already midnight, yet there were still thousands of people in the group going wild.

"Administrator - Attachment to God Su's Leg: Brothers, today's livestream recording has been uploaded to the group files. If you haven't watched it, go catch up quickly! God Su was so handsome today!"

"I Love Eating Watermelon: That matter with Shen Jie really made me cry. I give this move by God Su a full score."

"A Little Dazed One: Has anyone compiled a record of God Su's previous predictions? I want to show it to my mom so she'll stop believing those shaman witches."

Lei Dapao looked at these messages, his mouth twitching.

"A bunch of ignorant masses, getting scammed and then helping the scammer count the money."

He complained in his heart, but his fingers were honest as he clicked open the group files.

Inside was a spreadsheet named "The Complete Record of Su Banxian's Path to Godhood.xlsx".

Downloaded, opened.

Lei Dapao turned his phone horizontally and squinted at it.

This spreadsheet was made quite professionally, with time, location, people, events, prediction results, and fulfillment time all listed clearly.

First row: Wang Dahai's murder and corpse concealment case.

Prediction details: Corpse hidden under the office floor.

Result: Police report confirmed, the location was exact.

Second row: Shen Qingzhu's bloody disaster.

Prediction details: Third-ranked fan enters house with a knife.

Result: Arrested on the spot by police, suspect carrying a controlled weapon.

Third row: Rich man happily becomes a father.

Prediction details: Azoospermia, three sons not biologically his.

Result: Paternity test confirmed.

...

Lei Dapao's finger swiped across the screen, and the further down he looked, the more sweat appeared on his forehead.

This spreadsheet recorded all the cases since Su Yun debuted.

Accuracy: 100%.

What made Lei Dapao feel most horrified was the notes column.

For example, in Wang Dahai's case, the note wrote: God Su even got the depth and posture of the buried corpse right.

Lei Dapao sat up straight abruptly.

He quickly opened his computer, logged into the public security intranet, and pulled up the on-site investigation report for the Wang Dahai case.

Comparing the two.

"Holy shit..."

Lei Dapao gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Some details were top secrets known only to the investigators and the murderer; they had never been released to the public.

How did Su Yun know?

Could this kid really have the eyes of heaven?

Lei Dapao didn't believe in evil and clicked open several more case files.

The result was without exception.

The so-called "metaphysical deductions" that Su Yun spoke of were seamless with the police's chain of evidence; not even a punctuation mark could be faulted.

"This isn't scientific..."

Lei Dapao scratched his already thinning hair, feeling his worldview collapsing.

He lurked in the group, watching the fans praise Su Yun to the high heavens, and the feeling of wanting to refute but being unable to was even more uncomfortable than constipation.

Just then, a message suddenly popped up in the group.

"Righteous Passerby: Is there a possibility that these are all scripted? Or that he's just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse?"

After sending this message, Lei Dapao threw his phone aside, waiting to see how those brain-dead fans would flame him.

As a result, the phone vibrated.

"Administrator - Attachment to God Su's Leg: @Righteous Passerby, you're new here, right? It's fine, we've seen this kind of questioning many times. You can go to the Municipal Bureau's official website and look at those blue-background, white-text bulletins. If a script could make the police officers cooperate in acting, then God Su wouldn't just be a fortune teller; he'd be the Jade Emperor descending to earth."

Immediately after, a whole row of people followed the pattern.

"@Righteous Passerby, sitting and waiting for you to get slapped in the face."

"@Righteous Passerby, suggest you go see a neurologist, the one recommended by God Su."

Lei Dapao looked at the screen, his old face flushing red.

He was actually being looked down upon by a bunch of brats.

The key was that they made so much sense that he was speechless.

...

At the same time, Jinxiu Jiangnan Community.

Su Yun had just finished showering and was wiping his hair in front of the mirror.

The young man in the mirror had fair skin and bright eyes; you couldn't tell at all that he was a patient suffering from a terminal illness.

After this period of recovery, most of his bodily functions had been restored.

Although the ticking time bomb of pancreatic cancer was still there, at least he didn't have to be in excruciating pain every day anymore.

"This Ghost Valley Medical Arts is truly a good thing."

Su Yun touched his stomach; the cramping pain that used to come from time to time had disappeared.

He tossed the towel into the laundry basket and turned to walk into the walk-in closet.

Looking at the few washed-out T-shirts and jeans in the closet, Su Yun pursed his lips.

"Since I'm now a master of some standing, I really need to spruce up my wardrobe."

"I'll head to the mall tomorrow to buy a couple of Tang suits or Zhongshan suits; I need that look of an ethereal, otherworldly sage."

Just as Su Yun was calculating how to spend his money, the system that had been playing dead in his mind suddenly came back to life.

[Ding! Side quest triggered: Purge the filth of the world!]

[Quest Description: A major source of evil (Codename: Sister Hong) has been detected in the host's city. Her evil value has skyrocketed, seriously disrupting the order of the world.]

[Quest Objective: Assist the police in completely eradicating this criminal organization and capturing the ringleader, Sister Hong.]

[Quest Reward: Ghost Valley Medical Arts (Fragment) restoration progress +30%.]

[Note: The restored Ghost Valley Medical Arts might contain the secret to "defying heaven and changing fate" to extend one's life.]