Incense Ashes, Broken Souls

At the scene, there was nothing but the victim, three copper coins, and incense ash scattered across the floor.

Yun Qing pinched some ash and sniffed it. “The killer has worshipped Buddha for thirty years.”

As everyone stared in disbelief, he suddenly hurled the coins at the Buddha statue.

“Too bad he’s been worshipping a fake Buddha!”