Over the next few days, similar cases kept cropping up in New Sun City.
What began as ordinary disputes could all too easily turn into shocking bloodbaths.
After the Administrative Hall arrested the perpetrators, no method of examination revealed anything wrong with them.
It seemed no evil spirits were causing trouble. The perpetrators had simply been overcome by sudden rage, leading to bloodshed.
Chief Constable Yu Song kept feeling that it was too much of a coincidence.
Once or twice could be dismissed, but with so many incidents in succession, something had to be amiss.
Reports of these cases kept being sent up to the Sunflame Sect outpost, eventually drawing Lu Mian's attention.
"Chief Constable Yu, what do you make of these cases?"
Lu Mian asked as he read the case files in a room in the Daoist Temple's rear courtyard.
"Master Lu, I think something is wrong."
"Look at Pang Qing. He's a timid man, yet he stabbed a burly fellow to death with a writing brush."
"I happened to be the one sent to the scene. That gruesome sight gave me nightmares for several nights."
"And then there's the Kong San case... According to the neighbors, he burned his wife alive after exchanging just a few angry words with her."
"He didn't even try to run. He was still laughing while the flames burned him."
Yu Song spoke earnestly.
He truly believed something was terribly wrong with these cases.
"When people are pushed too far... they're capable of anything."
Lu Mian spoke casually.
"Then you mean there's nothing wrong, Master Lu?"
Yu Song frowned slightly.
"No... I think you're right."
"There is something wrong with these cases... They all involved meek, timid people... who turned savage and bloodthirsty over minor disputes."
Lu Mian abruptly changed tack.
Yu Song