Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

Dou Bao said directly, then cautiously opened a corner for Jason to see, and promptly picked up the needle and thread to sew his jacket back up.

As he sewed, Dou Bao said: "Master, did you see this thread end? During a fight, you pinch this thread end and then punch hard, the lime inside the sleeve will scatter out! Master, you must remember, the left sleeve contains ordinary lime, the right sleeve I mixed with croton powder, the left pants leg I mixed with monkshood powder, and the right pants leg I mixed with lily of the valley powder."

"Master, remember, this time it's not like sparring in the ring, it's a true life-and-death battle, anything could happen, so if you encounter a strongman, Master, don't hesitate, go for the kill directly, your survival is more important than anything, Dou Bao will be here waiting for your return!"

Dou Bao said this, looking at Jason with tears in his eyes.

A look of pity on his face.

However, holding this set of clothes, Jason felt a bit of a chill.

Previously watching Dou Bao practice boxing, he considered telling Dou Bao to prepare some lime or something.

And now?

He completely underestimated Dou Bao.

Croton, a common laxative, that's fine.

But monkshood, lily of the valley are deadly poisons.

Truly lethal.

Combined with lime, if these things hit your face, it's not just any person who could fall victim, even he might be affected.

Indeed, for a weak woman to escape from the Northern Land to Mountain City, it wouldn't be simple.

Jason thought but didn't ask further.

Instead, he picked up the clothes, turned around, and returned to his room to change.

The life in 'Nightless City' had long accustomed him to his own fighting habits.

What's wrong with throwing lime?

He had even used 'Jing juice' as a weapon before.

Although not very damaging, the insult was intense, really quite effective.

The clothes fit well, with no hindrance while punching or kicking, and there was no awkwardness with the hidden lime and powders inside.

Pushing the door open, Dou Bao was standing there holding a large black cloak.

Raising his hand, he draped the cloak over Jason.

The cloak was made of silk, but Jason felt liquid flowing inside. Then, as Dou Bao carefully arranged Jason's clothing, he whispered: "I made the cloak's base out of animal hide, inside contains squeezed juice of the Drip Tip plant, covered with silk, Master, if you encounter a strongman with a weapon, just take off the cloak and throw it at them."

With Dou Bao's words, Jason could already completely imagine that scene.

The strongman would most likely chop the cloak open with a single blow.

Then...

Take a bath in the juice of the Drip Tip plant.

If when chopping, they opened their mouth to shout.

Hmm...

It's a little hard to imagine.

"Hmm, I'll be careful."

Jason nodded slightly.

Seeing Jason's unchanged expression, Dou Bao breathed a sigh of relief.

She had been hesitating on whether to hand these things over to her Master.

She was really worried that her Master would think less of her because of these things.

Fortunately, he didn't.

Her Master was just as before.

Really too good.

Dou Bao let out a sigh of relief, following Jason, escorting him to the gate of the Martial Arts School.

Outside the door, Jia Youcai was already waiting.

Four arrest officers, two rickshaws.

"Master, I will watch over the Martial Arts School carefully, waiting for your return."

As Jason boarded the rickshaw, Dou Bao waved.

"Master Mu, how about I leave a couple of brothers to help with the gate?

The Martial Arts School has just Dou Bao, it's not very safe.

This afternoon, there was a big case, some unknown strongman wiped out Zhao Yang's band of desperados, and set everything ablaze cleanly."

Sitting in another rickshaw, Jia Youcai didn't forget to seize the opportunity to show his diligence.

With a wave of his hand, two arrest officers stood by the gate of Mu-style Martial Arts School.

That group was called Zhao Yang?

Jason instantly connected to who Jia Youcai was talking about.

The killer might not be him.

The arsonist might not be him either.

But, this afternoon, it was very likely him who killed and set the fire.

"Zhao Yang was a bastard, once over a small matter, wiped out his entire master's family, we've hunted for years and never found this scoundrel, this time being wiped out by a strongman is a good thing too."

Afraid Jason didn't know who Zhao Yang was, Jia Youcai quickly spoke up.

"Hmm."

"Where are those bodies?"

"The bodies of the chiefs and a dozen experts from the four directions."

Jason discreetly shifted the topic.

"In the coroner's room at the yamen."

"The master is also staying at the yamen."

"It's on the way."

Jia Youcai answered, then urged his subordinates to hurry up.

Although his abilities are not strong, Jia Youcai knows over the years what to do when an incident occurs.

Examining a corpse is no exception.

Corpses can speak!

This is something the old forensic experts often said.

He had heard it countless times.

Although unsure of how they speak, some people always have the ability to make a corpse open its mouth. Master Mu seems to be one of those people.

With Jia Youcai leading the way, Jason arrived smoothly at the forensic room.

A total of fifteen corpses, including the four captains from the Southeast, South, Northwest, and North, were neatly placed in the forensic room, covered with white linen.

"Master Mu, you take a look first, I'll be right at the door. If you need anything, call me."

Saying this, Jia Youcai withdrew, his face showing fear.

It's not that he hasn't seen corpses before.

As an arrest officer, Jia Youcai has seen more corpses than most people.

However, corpses as tragic as those in this incident, Jia Youcai was seeing for the first time.

And he never wanted to see it again.

Jason didn't mind.

After Jia Youcai left the room, he lifted the white linen and examined each corpse.

Most of the corpses were sliced in half at the waist, including the Northern City captain.

The captains from the South and West were choked to death, with both their hands and feet twisted and turned into a pretzel shape, indicating the perpetrator was a skilled martial artist.

However, Jason was more interested in the Eastern City captain's corpse.

Because, he found marks of bullets on the corpse.

The kind shot from a Fire Lance gun.

"Gunpowder?!"

Jason squinted his eyes.

Having arrived in this world, the information he received was limited.

He could only deduce some things by observing his surroundings.

For example: gunpowder weapons.

From what he had seen, gunpowder weapons existed in this world and had developed from primitive beginnings to a near-modern scale.

But this was only an assumption.

Until this moment, he saw the Fire Lance bullet.

"Slower development than expected... But the power is beyond imagination."

Jason gazed at the Eastern City captain's corpse, deep in thought.

The deceased had an exceptionally large physique, with bones and muscles incredibly solid. Even in death, his skin retained a faint metallic sheen, proving the tales of being impervious to blades and bullets might be true.

But unfortunately, he was taken down by a single shot.

"Was it accidentally hit at the weak spot?"

"Or..."

"Was this weapon specially crafted?"

Jason pondered, then walked out of the forensic room.

"Master Mu, how was the inspection?"

Jia Youcai hurried over.

"Almost done."

Jason replied.

"Then please follow me, the chief is already waiting."

After saying this, Jia Youcai led the way.

In the reception room, a thin, emaciated man was waiting there.

He appeared pale, coughing intermittently.

However, his eyes were still bright, especially when he saw Jason enter, his spirit notably improved.

"Thank you, Master Mu, for extending your help. I am very grateful."

The great official from the Mountain City adopted a humble demeanor, even changing his form of address.

"There's compensation, it's only right."

Jason replied candidly.

This took Li Deshang by surprise, then he laughed.

"But you also have real skills."

"Unlike those on Martial Arts Street who chase fame."

"Once this crisis is over, I will definitely put those scoundrels in order."

Li Deshang couldn't help but become angry again at this point.

He even started coughing severely.

Jia Youcai immediately came over to pat his back.

"Don't worry, sir, with Master Mu, there's definitely no problem."

Jia Youcai comforted.

"Hmm."

Li Deshang nodded.

He knew far more than Jia Youcai, watching Jason sitting silently aside, he couldn't help biting his teeth and said, "Master Mu, if you can help me get through this crisis, I am willing to offer you a 'Secret Medicine'."