“You piece of trash, you really don't know what's good for you, do you?”
“It's your family's good fortune that I've taken a liking to your daughter!”
The obese tycoon kicked the shoulder of the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground.
The man let out a muffled groan but didn't dare resist, keeping his forehead pressed firmly against the cold floor.
Behind him, his wife and daughter huddled together, trembling as silent tears flowed.
“Boss Wang, I beg of you, we will definitely gather the money as soon as possible.”
“My daughter is still so young.”
The middle-aged man’s voice shook as he pleaded piteously.
“Young? She’s not young at all!”
“She's at just the right age. If you can't pay back the loan, your daughter will be the collateral.”
Boss Wang grinned, his murky eyes scanning the young girl.
Outside the villa, amidst the wind and snow, Yue Shi took in the entire scene.
The performances of these "actors" were quite immersive.
There was the tycoon, accustomed to his usual arrogance, and his hired goons.
The reactions of the bullied were also very real; that family of three was truly desperate.
Yue Shi had already detected several transcendents hidden behind the curtains, in the attic, and in the basement.
The Cuifeng City Investigation Bureau was overwhelmed by the recent surge of homicides.
They had identified several similarities across multiple cases.
Most of the incidents occurred when wealthy and powerful elites were oppressing commoners.
The commoners, who would normally endure any beating or insult, suddenly lashed out, resulting in a frantic counter-kill.
Consequently, the local Investigation Bureau had reached a seemingly logical conclusion.
The mastermind might be an independent transcendent with a strong sense of justice.
Someone who wanted to help these oppressed citizens.
Thus, the local Investigation Bureau had meticulously directed tonight's scene.
They had the notoriously wicked Boss Wang play himself, oppressing a family they already had under complete control.
It was an attempt to lure out that "ally of justice."
The bureau’s people lay in ambush to observe the situation.
Even if they couldn't catch the mastermind, they wanted to see how he granted power to the oppressed.
This family of three truly did owe money and had no way to pay it back.
Boss Wang had initially intended to just go through the motions, given how many people were watching from the shadows.
But gradually, he found his emotions flaring up; he truly felt the urge to commit violence.
Yue Shi silently slipped into the villa, watching this farcical performance with cold eyes.
He understood the local Investigation Bureau's intentions and found it somewhat laughable.
Thinking of him as an ally of justice?
That was slander!
Grave slander and a personal attack!
It was an absurdly egregious misunderstanding.
Yue Shi had merely given a gentle nudge to the malice in everyone’s hearts.
Everyone's malice was amplified and catalyzed.
However, the wealthy and powerful lords held resources and power, making it easier for their malice to be vented.
They used money and power to reveal their malice without restraint.
Meanwhile, the commoners at the bottom had stronger endurance; survival was already difficult enough, and they lacked the conditions to commit evil for the time being, so their malice was deeply suppressed.
Only when pushed to the brink, with no way to retreat, would it completely erupt.
The "commoner counter-kill" cases recorded by the Investigation Bureau were just the tip of the iceberg.
Many more incidents of elites killing commoners were quietly covered up by power and money.
Bodies were dumped in sewers or crushed into concrete, never appearing in official records.
The Investigation Bureau was already inextricably linked with these elites, so where would the heart for a thorough investigation come from?
Their sample of cases had been biased from the start.
Everyone was gradually turning dark; whoever was more vicious, whoever was more willing to risk it all, would come out on top.
Yue Shi did nothing, simply standing quietly in the shadows.
The shadows in the corner seemed to grow thicker and darker.
An invisible, intangible aura permeated the hall.
Hidden behind the heavy curtains, Investigator Xiao Zhao instinctively touched the bruise on his neck that hadn't yet faded.
The feelings of grievance and rage from when he was beaten by the director had clearly been forcibly suppressed.
Yet for some reason, a nameless fire now surged like it had been doused in gasoline, burning so fiercely his insides throbbed with pain.
Xiao Zhao looked at the middle-aged man kicked to the ground, watching him kowtow and plead for mercy.
It was as if he were seeing his former self, struggling at the bottom and enduring countless cold shoulders.
He also came from the bottom, joining the Investigation Bureau with ideals, thinking he could change something.
In the end, he only sank deeper into this muddy water, becoming part of the corruption.
For the sake of a so-called investigation, the bureau was actually capable of directing such a real act of oppression.
How despicable!
Why?
Why did he have to live such a difficult life?
Before he awakened his abilities, he was always bullied.
Now that he had supernatural powers, he was still bullied by his superiors at any moment, still forced to endure this injustice.
Those people really deserved to die!
Everyone who had ever insulted or mocked him deserved to die.
Every cold-eyed bystander deserved to die.
Everyone should just go to hell!
No, he would torture them until their whole families wished they were dead!
He’d make them taste every torture in the world, then let them die slowly, bit by bit.
This extreme malice startled even Xiao Zhao himself.
But immediately after, he felt perfectly justified.
‘No, this isn't malice. I'm not wrong!’
‘I am enforcing justice for heaven!’
‘Yes, that’s exactly it!’
Malice was cleverly packaged as justice.
“Argh!”
One of the goons beside Boss Wang suddenly let out a roar.
His eyes were bloodshot as he swung the iron rod in his hand, smashing it brutally into his comrade’s head.
Brains splattered.
“Have you lost your mind?!”
The other goon, shocked and enraged, drew a knife and plunged it into the attacker’s stomach.
Almost simultaneously, the middle-aged man who had been kneeling and begging for mercy pulled a fruit knife from his coat and lunged at Boss Wang, stabbing him frantically.
Boss Wang let out a few screams, but it was too late to resist.
The middle-aged man had the advantage of the first strike.
“Protect... No!”
The investigator hidden in the shadows was about to give an order when he saw the look in his companion's eyes.
Those eyes were filled with nothing but resentment and malice!
“You’re always bossing me around! I do all the dirty, exhausting work, and you take all the credit!”
“Go to hell, you piece of shit!”
The sounds of cursing and fighting instantly filled the entire villa hall.
Malice erupted in everyone's hearts; the resentment, jealousy, greed, and violence accumulated over time were now unleashed.
Investigator Xiao Zhao also unleashed his ability, viciously attacking a slick veteran colleague who was always slacking off.
A look of twisted pleasure and fanaticism was plastered across his face.
When all the noise finally subsided, the stench of blood hit him square in the face.
The villa hall had become a hellscape.
Corpses were strewn everywhere—the tycoon, the goons, and that poor family of three.
Even the investigators were there, and they had died the most miserable deaths.
In the end, only two survivors remained, standing in the pool of blood with eyes still full of venom.
Although they didn't quite understand why they had suddenly turned on their colleagues, venting their malice so thoroughly felt incredibly satisfying.
“No wonder so many people refuse to join the Investigation Bureau after awakening their powers, choosing instead to run to the Chaos Zone to rule like kings.”
“This feeling of being above the law... Hahahaha...”
Xiao Zhao suddenly burst into laughter, glaring viciously at the only other person still alive on the scene.
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