Demon Suppression Bureau: The Taoist Is Drawing a Talisman, and You're Opening Fire?

(No harem, no formulaic tropes, no System, no brainless characters. A suspenseful, spooky story with a lighthearted tone. Read with caution.)

Some cases cannot be filed away or made public. They fall under the jurisdiction of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

After being kicked off the criminal investigation team, I joined the mysterious department known as the Demon Suppression Bureau.

I thought it would be an easy job. Instead, one teammate was a wisecracking Taoist who slacked off and fought recklessly, while the other was a cool, sharp-tongued forensic pathologist with extraordinary intelligence.

We deal with all kinds of troublemakers, whether they’re century-old ghosts or millennium-old demons.

My Taoist teammate: “Watch me chant a spell and blast him with lightning!”

My forensic pathologist teammate: “I recommend capturing it alive for research.”

I quietly load my Gatling gun. “Everybody move aside. Let me put this menace down!”

Wait! Fellow cultivator, why is your Gatling gun covered in runes?!

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Our mission? To make sure ordinary people never learn that the things that shouldn’t exist are right here beside them. And our nightmare began with a “human-skin coat” longing to be worn.