50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
"That's right. There's also the matter of his corpse appearing in the bodies of water simultaneously." Shi Jiu spoke as he stared at the empty urn in the front while contemplating. "Everything is suspicious." He frowned.
"And that's why we have to figure it all out." Yi Bing said.
"The problem is where should we start." Huo Ling spoke as he looked at his notes displayed on the holographic screen in front of him.
To other people's eyes, they only can see Huo Ling being in a daze, as if really mourning for Pei Tinghe, who isn't even related to him in any way. Meanwhile, Yi Bing, Shi Jiu and Jiu Ye who were also looking at their holographic screens reading Huo Ling's notes looked like they were seriously contemplating about Pei Tinghe's funeral.
"Look at those new faces. Not only were they handsome, but they were also very well-mannered, looking solemn on the funeral of a worthless person." someone spoke in a low voice.