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Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

Chapter 42 - 42 34 You Just Know Youre Going to Die!

Author: A treacherous dog
updatedAt: 2025-06-21

?42: Chapter 34 You Just Know You’re Going to Die!

    (Combined)_2 42: Chapter 34 You Just Know You’re Going to Die!

    (Combined)_2 Kenneth had a phone argument once.

    I accidentally found out that his girlfriend was a bitch.

    You know how happy I was at that time?

    Haha.

    So, through stalking and tailing, I finally found out where his girlfriend worked.

    For a long time after that,

    I was a regular there.

    That bitch would do anything for some powder.

    Sometimes, I’d even take her out alone, right under Kenneth’s nose...

    I spent a lot of money on that bitch and had a lot of fun.

    Until she told me she was carrying my child.

    Do you know how thrilled I was?

    A child!

    A healthy child!

    For the money.

    And to get away from those gang bastards.

    I discussed a plan with her, to deliberately tell Kenneth she was pregnant, and then I found an opportunity to pass on some skills to Kenneth and purposely let him get a hold of my secret mix.

    After that, you should know.

    Kenneth and Mad Dog Ike had a conflict.

    That bitch deliberately seduced Mad Dog Ike’s brother and staged a bombing scare while the mad dog was out dealing.

    It was just a firecracker.

    But I replaced it with a real one.

    That idiot thought he was high on drugs and had picked up the wrong thing.

    He didn’t dare say much afterward.

    Talking about it,

    Li Sen felt a sharp pain surging in his heart, his throat itched, he wanted to cough, but he coughed up a lot of blood.

    He looked at Brian in horror and pleaded, “Save me.”

    Brian looked down at him, “Was Black Audlin also killed by you?”

    “Yes, I knew him before at the Wanderer’s Camp.

    But it was that bitch’s idea.

    She knew that Audlin and Mad Dog Ike knew each other from the past and were still doing bomb deals, so I pretended to be a buyer and smothered him.

    I just wanted to divert all police attention to Mad Dog Ike.”

    Li Sen’s ears began to bleed too.

    “Save me, I can’t see clearly anymore,” Li Sen wailed.

    Brian remained unmoved, “But your technique is very skilled; it doesn’t look like it’s your first time.”

    “I only wanted to kill my son before and practiced many times, but I really killed someone for the first time, and he was a bad guy too, please, let me go!”

    “But, on the phone, you said your son had already died in the afternoon!”

    Brian slowly raised a shovel.

    Li Sen, oblivious, his eyes blank and spiritless, murmured, “That bitch has a poor health, it costs a lot of money for her upkeep to save my child, I had no choice, that bitch suggested insurance fraud, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please, save...”

    Thump~

    The ground trembled slightly.

    Everything stopped abruptly.

    Brian wiped the blood splashed on his face emotionlessly, “You’re not sorry, you just know you’re going to die!”

    ...

    Before Li Sen died, he hadn’t realized that he was just a pitiful pawn being played.

    Shaina, this woman, was terrifying.

    She used everything she could.

    Using Mad Dog Ike as a scapegoat, simultaneously removing her own restraints.

    Using Kenneth’s love for her as a fuse to ignite everything while securing a hefty legal insurance payout.

    Using Li Sen’s obsession with the child as a catalyst for the plan; after the plan, if things didn’t go smoothly, Li Sen would be the perfect fall guy; if the plan went well, she could cash in on her son’s insurance money too.

    After everything was completed.

    Li Sen, more likely than not, would have been killed by Shaina too.

    She is a completely selfish woman.

    Honestly,

    Brian couldn’t figure out.

    Why such a scheming woman would become a cash cow for a gang?

    Could it be that she was controlled by drug addiction before?

    Or did Shaina have an enlightenment in the chicken farm, setting up this game afterward?

    ...

    When a man dies, his debts are cleared.

    Brian didn’t bother to waste brain cells pondering the good and bad inside.

    He had come to like solving problems through violence.

    It’s simple and easy.

    Direct and straightforward.

    No matter what schemes or tricks.

    As long as there’s a problem.

    Just kill it off!

    With a pleased mood,

    Brian started sorting his gains.

    ..

    The moment Li Sen breathed his last,

    the warm current from the “obsession gift” surged around Brian.

    This time it was accomplished, Mad Dog Ike’s second obsession: find the bastard who framed me and kill his entire family!

    Unfortunately,

    Li Sen killed his own son in the afternoon.

    And was killed by Brian at night.

    That, too, counted as wiping out the whole family.

    The warm flow from the Gift this time was very small,

    almost symbolic.

    Besides completely restoring the energy Brian had used up, the enhancement effect wasn’t significant.

    Brian seemed to think of something and immediately plunged his consciousness deep into his mind.

    A unique golden orb appeared within his perception.

    Upon seeing the orb,

    a realization dawned on Brian: a Skill Orb, consuming it would plunge his consciousness into a deep sleep.

    A skill had burst forth?

    Brian was pleasantly surprised!

    He hadn’t expected a skill to burst forth this time!

    But the timing and place were all wrong.

    Brian also didn’t know what skill the golden Skill Orb contained.

    But considering Mad Dog Ike, being able to break through a police encirclement and kill his way out, the skill mustn’t be too shabby, right?

    Carrying a bit of anticipation,

    Brian began to process the scene.

    He was well-prepared this time, first spreading his homemade thermite over the dug pit, then tossing the bodies in, corroding them with sulfuric acid and other reagents, then shoveling all the surrounding soil in, and finally igniting the thermite.

    Clothes, gloves, shovels, all thrown in.

    The burning process produced an awful smell.

    Brian took a long rest back in his car before he returned to the cabin to start spraying the Lumiruo Reagent test spray around.

    This stuff reacts with blood to release a faint blue glow.

    It was a common method used in crime scene investigations.

    But for cleaning up a crime scene, it was exceptionally useful.

    After all, blood could only react once.

    Any leftover would be cleaned up by him.

    It would help avoid any traces of blood being overlooked at the scene.

    In autopsy and crime scene investigation, Brian had made no progress.

    But in handling crime scenes,

    he was becoming increasingly proficient.

    At dawn,

    after changing his tires, Brian returned to his apartment.

    This step was the most troublesome.

    He silently vowed that once he had the money, he would definitely set up several secret bases to store necessary items and set vehicles for consistent use, and also use these bases as a line of early defense.

    Otherwise, dealing with these matters every time was truly exhausting.

    Since the explosion case was closed and all subsequent reports were completed,

    he took a rest today.

    This allowed Brian to further realize the prowess of the NW (Night Watcher) organization; it really was extraordinary.

    Otherwise, just Susan blasting so many gang members’ heads off wouldn’t have been an easy matter to resolve.

    Including Brian.

    He had shot and killed five criminals.

    Even according to the previous process at the Detective Bureau.

    After killing the criminals,

    for his mental and physical health, a psychological evaluation, report writing, and a period of administrative leave were required.

    And now?

    He had no issues at all.

    Sometimes, Brian would speculate.

    The establishment of the NW organization, outwardly called the crime experiment group, internally referring to itself with the Cthulhu mythos-inspired name Night Watchers, might it be because of the Blood Moon?

    Whether it was the timing coincidence,

    or the unknown secret his uncle had him join NW to uncover.

    It all fit too perfectly.

    And his uncle!

    The man had apparently been keen on having him bathe in the Blood Moon’s light.

    And indeed, he had awakened Golden Finger.

    Considering all the oddities around his uncle,

    Brian suspected that his Golden Finger was probably different from those systems in the novels he had read in his past life.

    These mysteries,

    troubled Brian greatly.

    Fortunately, an answer was at hand,

    as Susan had mentioned.

    Tomorrow, Saturday, they would visit Ace Base again for their onboarding training.

    The secret his uncle mentioned,

    he would know it soon!

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