Chapter 33 New Melon: 'Digging Up the Grave'!

[Clear Mind]: When investigating cases, your mind will no longer feel chaotic.

This skill is simply perfect for a Reasoning-type police officer like him.

With level 13 Reasoning, he can exert the ability of level 20.

And as the level of Reasoning ability increases, the cost-effectiveness of this skill will become higher and higher.

In the later stages, a simple upgrade might cost tens of thousands of melon points, but with this, he could save hundreds of thousands of melon points—that is no exaggeration.

He must get this skill.

It is a perfect match for him.

He looked at the bronze chest again.

[You opened the chest and obtained 5 attribute points.]

5 attribute points!!?

Chen Mo's expression was somewhat surprised; it wasn't that it was too little, but rather that it was a bit too much.

The value for an average adult is only 10; if this were added to strength, it would essentially be half an adult's strength.

Isn't this more useful than working out or something?

The system is really generous with its rewards.

The hyena nose from the betting agreement surfaced in his mind; looking at it this way, the probability of him getting it is actually quite high.

Immediately, various upgradeable options appeared before his eyes.

Appearance, height, stamina, strength, and even IQ.

He had no interest in things like appearance; he wasn't ugly himself.

He probably wouldn't need stamina and strength for the time being.

After all, within seven steps, a gun is fast and accurate.

What should he upgrade...

Finally, he chose IQ.

[IQ]: 30 (Average person 10).

[You upgraded your IQ, current IQ 35!!!]

He waited for a moment, and while there was no obvious feeling, the value had indeed increased.

Forget it, time to sleep.

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The next day.

The sun was high in the sky.

A ray of sunlight shone through the window onto Chen Mo's face.

He covered his face with the blanket and continued to sleep.

He had returned quite late last night after solving the Wang Chongyang case, and Long Hao had granted him a half-day leave before leaving.

It was just right to sleep until noon; since transmigrating, he hadn't really rested well—he was either handling cases or on the way to handle them.

—Bang, bang, bang.

A knock on the door suddenly rang out.

Accompanied by Uncle Wang's urgent voice.

"Xiao Chen, are you awake?"

"Get up!"

Bang, bang, bang.

Although Uncle Wang hadn't revealed any information, Chen Mo had a feeling.

This was the tacit understanding formed after fighting side by side many times.

A new melon!

There must be a new melon.

Otherwise, Uncle Wang wouldn't be in such a rush to call for him.

He jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and opened the door.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, Uncle Wang extended his index finger, stretched his neck forward, and whispered, "Something big has happened!"

Chen Mo nodded repeatedly; in his mouth, there was never a small matter.

"Be specific."

Hearing this, Uncle Wang looked left and right in the stairwell, acting like a thief.

"Do you remember Grandma Wang?"

Grandma Wang?

Very familiar; she must be from their neighborhood.

Immediately, a wrinkled, aged face appeared in his mind.

She seemed to be over 80, pushed a wheelchair, liked to walk around the neighborhood, and would just rest on the spot when tired. Her husband had passed away a long time ago, and her son had settled in another city and rarely came back.

"Yes, that's her."

"Her son came back yesterday and went to pay respects at his father's grave. Guess what!?"

"His father's grave was dug up by someone!"

Uncle Wang spoke vividly, as if he had been at the scene himself and was Grandma Wang's son.

The grave was dug up!?

This matter was explosive enough.

Actually, regardless of whether it was the older generation or the younger generation.

Even though people die, for their descendants, having an ancestor's grave dug up is still an intolerable matter.

There is an old saying: the deceased are supreme, and burial brings peace. Digging up a grave is disturbing the peace of the dead!

"And then?"

"The police have already been called. Many people have already headed over to watch the spectacle; let's hurry over too."

[You have chosen to eat the melon 'Grave Robbing'; melon points will be rewarded based on progress.]

The graveyard was not far from the neighborhood.

It was about three kilometers away; he had originally thought it would be some kind of cemetery or something similar.

Unexpectedly, it was just a plot of open land specifically designated for it.

According to Uncle Wang, the person died in the 70s. At that time, the government basically designated a specific area, and after the people in that area died, they were collectively buried there.

There weren't even tombstones, only raised mounds of earth.

Without the guidance of elders, young people basically couldn't recognize which mound belonged to their ancestors.

At this moment, many old men and women from the neighborhood were watching from the perimeter.

The local police were also questioning Grandma Wang's son, Liu Jun.

"You mean you haven't been here for about ten years?"

"Yeah, I bought a house in Binhai. If it weren't for my old mother being here, I wouldn't even plan to come back. I came back this time to take a look while I was at it, but I didn't expect this to happen."

"Officer, look at this soil; there are clearly traces of it having been turned over!"

Mounds exposed to wind and sun are usually rough, dry, and loose.

But mounds that have been turned over are darker in color and look like they have moisture.

"Hmm, was anything lost?"

"If they just turned the soil and didn't take anything, it's hard for us to classify this. Should we classify it as theft?"

Liu Jun was stunned; although he was angry, he hadn't lost his reason.

"Then dig it up and see?"

The police officer nodded; digging by descendants and digging by outsiders are different in nature.

Borrowing a shovel, Liu Jun began to dig, shovel by shovel.

But he was clearly not cut out for manual labor; after a few shovels, he was panting.

At this speed, he wouldn't reach the coffin by noon.

The people watching the spectacle around him were also getting anxious.

But no one was willing to step forward to help. Emotionally, they weren't close to Liu Jun, who hadn't returned in ten years; logically, they were just here to watch the spectacle, and digging a grave is unlucky after all.

"You..."

The police officer frowned as he watched his speed.

He then looked at the crowd.

"Is anyone coming to help him?"

No one spoke.

"If you don't help him, I'll drive you away!"

"You're in the way here."

As soon as the words fell, the onlookers were clearly panicked.

But still, no one spoke.

Uncle Wang was anxious: "This won't do!"

"I'll do it!"

If he didn't let him see whether anything was missing today, he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

At his age, he had already seen many people off, so he had no taboos about these things.

"I'll come too."

Chen Mo followed Uncle Wang out of the crowd.

On one hand, it was to eat the melon to the end; on the other hand, it was for Grandma Wang.

"Ptooey! Ptooey!"

Uncle Wang extended both hands and spat into them twice.

Then he grabbed the shovel and started working; one look and you could tell he hadn't done little of this kind of work in his youth.

With the three of them working together, in just a moment, they saw the coffin lid.

"Dad!"

Liu Jun burst into tears instantly.

It wasn't because he saw the coffin; after all, it had been so many years since he died, and the grief had long passed.

He was crying because the iron nails on his father's coffin lid were gone.

The coffin had definitely been opened by someone.

"Ah! You goddamn bastard!"