Gou Works as a Detective in the Outer Sect

My name is Shen Yi, and I am just a handyman at the outer gate of Tianji Pavilion. The monthly salary is a low-grade spiritual stone, and he sweeps bamboo leaves, eats steamed buns, and sleeps on the bed every day. Everyone thinks I'm useless. But no one knows that in my previous life, I was the number one criminal investigator in China, and the cause of death was a gunshot fired from behind by a colleague. No one even knew that I carried the inheritance of the old man Guixu, and was hunted down by more than a dozen immortal sects. I hid in a cave for five years before I dared to see anyone again. After coming out, I only had one thought: Gou. But on the third day after joining the company, the Zhaojiabao murder case came to his door. Thirty-seven people died suddenly in one night, their essence and blood were drained away, and they still had smiles on their faces. The big shots were quarreling with each other on the observatory, while I was mopping my ground in the audience. As a result, he spoke with a scoop of his mouth: "This wound is similar to that of a butchered pig." Then I was taken to the Detective Department by my cold-faced female boss. I really wanted to escape, but found that I couldn't seem to escape.