Tao Qingqing followed Wen Wen into the guest room and, at his direction, cleaned the entire room again like a maid.
Wen Wen was accustomed to staying in hotels and didn't have germophobia, but with Tao Qingqing as free labor, he saw no reason not to use her.
After Tao Qingqing finished cleaning, just as she was about to sit on the sofa, Wen Wen said to her, "I feel something is off about the family holding the funeral outside. Go investigate and see if there's anything strange at play."
"Why should I go?" Tao Qingqing, having just finished her work, said with some reluctance.
"Don't be ridiculous. Have you forgotten what you're out here for? If not you, then who?" Wen Wen reprimanded her.
Tao Qingqing relented. Before leaving, she asked, "Alright... wasn't that Old Man Tian's suicide? Is suicide also within the jurisdiction of demon hunters?"
"If there were a reason that demon hunters could ignore, their job would be too easy," Wen Wen said, turning on the television and watching the screen as he spoke to Tao Qingqing.
Helpless, Tao Qingqing could only jump out the window and head towards Old Man Tian's house.
She was actually still somewhat hesitant about acting alone, fearing that she might inadvertently reveal her vampire nature and then be locked up in the containment facility by Wen Wen.
While she didn't feel a bloodthirsty urge towards ordinary people now, she remembered the exhilarating feeling of drinking blood and found it hard to guarantee she could remain calm upon seeing bleeding humans.
However, she didn't dare disobey Wen Wen's orders, so she quietly proceeded to Old Man Tian's home.
Initially, Tao Qingqing wanted to find anomalies on the body, but Old Man Tian's corpse had already been cremated.
It was said that Old Man Tian had fallen onto a layer of sharp glass shards beneath a utility pole, resulting in his body being so mangled that no clues could be found on it.
However, even without the body, Tao Qingqing could still obtain the information she needed. As a disaster-level vampire, Tao Qingqing had her own set of skills.
These were scent investigation, hypnotic interrogation, and bat reconnaissance.
She walked around the vicinity a few times, carefully discerning the scents, and concluded that, like other parts of the town, there was nothing special here.
The blood residue of Old Man Tian on the ground beneath the utility pole also showed no signs of being contaminated by supernatural powers.
However, with her sense of smell fully engaged, she could smell the scent of fresh blood and hear the sound of blood flowing in veins, which made her extremely uncomfortable.
Even though her body no longer required blood as much as before, she still felt the urge to latch onto someone's neck and drink deeply.
Then, she successively used her hypnotic abilities to question Old Man Tian's wife and daughter, as well as the eyewitnesses to the suicide, confirming that the hotel proprietress had not lied.
Old Man Tian's wife and daughter had argued with him before leaving, but they never expected him to commit such a gruesome suicide.
Finally, she used bats to search the surroundings but found no traces left by superhumans or monsters. She then shrugged and muttered, "What's he pretending to be a detective for? Turns out there's nothing here..."
"It's not nothing."
Wen Wen's voice sounded behind Tao Qingqing, startling her.
"Weren't you watching TV at the hotel?" Tao Qingqing asked, patting her chest as if frightened.
Wen Wen stated matter-of-factly, "This is my first time assigning you an investigation. How could I possibly let you investigate alone?"
"And it turns out you missed some details. You're still thinking like a monster during your investigation. You need more training to be my assistant."
"I checked carefully, there's nothing here..." Tao Qingqing said to Wen Wen, somewhat indignantly.
Wen Wen shook his head and asked, "Did you see a picture of Old Man Tian?"
Tao Qingqing blinked and then shook her head, not understanding what this had to do with the suicide.
Wen Wen's lips curled as he educated Tao Qingqing, "I saw one, and I also investigated his life. Old Man Tian was a very fat man, and he had a past injury to his left foot. Although it didn't affect his normal movement, it was obviously impossible for him to climb that twelve-meter-high utility pole without tools."
"Furthermore, regardless of how desperate a normal person is, most suicides are for a quick release. Why would someone lay down shards of glass beneath a utility pole to deliberately increase their suffering?"
Then, Wen Wen walked to a tree in front of Old Man Tian's house, threw a shovel to Tao Qingqing, and said, "There should be an animal corpse buried here. Dig it out for me."
"Why me..." Tao Qingqing said with disdain, then seeing Wen Wen's displeased expression, she resignedly said, "Fine, I'll dig."
Wen Wen said with satisfaction, "Good. You need to have the right attitude. You are my assistant, and I will assign you all the dirty and tiresome work."
The corpse was dug out from the base of the tree. Wen Wen frowned after a brief examination:
"This dog should have died before Old Man Tian committed suicide. Its mouth was stretched open excessively, and there are marks left by suction cups inside its throat..."
Seeing how Wen Wen had investigated and uncovered much more in such a short time than she had, Tao Qingqing felt a little admiration and then asked with confusion, "This way, Old Man Tian was indeed killed by something. But the scent and lingering aura here..."
Wen Wen nodded. "This is also a point of confusion for me. Even though I know all of this is abnormal, there's no trace of supernatural power here, which makes it difficult for me to continue my investigation."
"So what should we do next?" Tao Qingqing asked, standing beside Wen Wen.
Wen Wen picked his nose and said, "Who is 'we'? It's 'you.' I've already pointed out so many clues for you, are you expecting me to help you catch the murderer?"
"I came here to see the magical staircase, not to solve a case. You need to resolve this yourself. I hope you can take care of that murderer before I leave this town."
After saying that, Wen Wen snapped his fingers and teleported back to the hotel.
Tao Qingqing was quite speechless. This Wen Wen fellow was clearly suffering from extreme laziness and wanted to push all the work onto her.
"But this is not bad either. If everything he said can come true, then all of this is worth it."
As Tao Qingqing, who had been forcibly turned into a cursed monster, an opportunity to undo her curse and reform without losing her power was rare.
Since she had already been given this chance, she would not give it up easily.
"Who are you! Why did you do this to Huahua! Mama, Mama, someone dug Huahua up,呜呜..."
A girl about twelve or thirteen years old stood at the doorway, staring at Tao Qingqing in disbelief, and then began to cry loudly.
For a young girl, having just lost her father and then seeing her pet dog's corpse defiled was a devastating blow.
"Uh, let me explain, it wasn't me who wanted to dig up the corpse..."
Tao Qingqing looked at the shovel in her hand and felt her words were not very convincing.