A Handbook for Solving Cases with Metaphysics

[Prepare for the “so good!” moment | Top con artist × paragon of materialism]

My name is Jiang Zhi. With my dead-serious brand of “scientific mysticism,” I've made quite a name for myself at the police station.

Captain Song, newly transferred to our unit, is my number-one hater. Every day, he tries to expose my “fraud” for what it is.

Until...

I looked at the empty space above his shoulder and repeated a promise his dead father had failed to keep before he passed away.

At a murder scene, I calmly ordered the air to “begone, evil spirit.”

The teddy bear in my arms adjusted its own sitting position in front of everyone's eyes.

Captain Song's materialist worldview shattered beyond repair.

After seeing my secret identity exposed all over the place, he finally lost patience and cornered me against a wall after the case was closed.

“Residual energy? Psychological profiling?”

“Jiang Zhi, who are you really?”

I hugged my bear close and put on an innocent expression.

“Captain Song, if I said I was your cultivation partner from a past life, whom you never got to marry, would you believe me?”