Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1404 - 419: [The Thing in the Graveyard]_3

"If he really wanted to solve the case, he wouldn’t say these things to the public." Wu explained with a smile, "The resources of the New York police and the hardware and software equipment are the best and most elite in America, and the funding is the most abundant."

His request for federal support is just pretty words for the media and voters.

Things like this, when submitted upwards to Washington, go through countless processes, meetings, and departments.

Even if some investigators come down to go through the motions, it’ll probably be at least a year later.

In short, the new Mayor is performing, performing a ’statement’.

Chen Yan nodded, without speaking.

After Wu received the news, his attitude noticeably relaxed.

Two days later, Chen Yan said the time had come and he needed to say goodbye.

Wu did not try to persuade him to stay this time, and he gave Chen Yan an address.

It was the address of a cemetery, a specific grave there, along with a precise name.

"I buried the thing in the grave. I didn’t dare to keep it at home, and... well, you’ll see when you get there. I carried this thing with me for many years, and later I couldn’t figure out what use it had, but... for people like you in Cultivation, it should be useful."

"Xie Jiuyan’s artifact?"

"Yes."

Chen Yan nodded, memorizing the address.

"I’ll be staying with my daughter in Philadelphia for some more days, then we’ll return to New York—if you have time, you’re welcome to come to my restaurant, I’ll cook for you."

Wu said this as his final sentence.

Chen Yan didn’t respond to this, knowing he wouldn’t be back.

Once he had the artifact, he planned to leave New York for another place.

Wu, he probably wouldn’t see again in this lifetime.

·

At night, within the cemetery, Chen Yan strolled among the gravestones.

American mainstream custom is burial, meaning that after death, bodies are not cremated, and it isn’t ashes that are interred, but the body itself. The cremation rate is below thirty percent.

Bodies are placed in coffins for burial, and over time they decay, even with special coffin treatments.

That’s why cemeteries always have an indescribable, strange scent in the air.

Following Wu’s provided detailed address and name, Chen Yan quickly found a gravestone.

At night, the cemetery was quiet and empty; there was no attendant on duty—economic constraints have led to funding shortages and personnel cuts for such roles.

Chen Yan stood silently in front of a gravestone for a while, then sighed.

The name on the gravestone was written in English.

Translated, it read: Xie Jiuyan.

·

Bang!

The grass and soil behind the gravestone cracked, then the coffin underneath burst open, and a mass of something broke through the ground, landing in Chen Yan’s hand.

Chen Yan looked at the object in his hand, a ceramic jar.

He glanced at the damaged ground, swiped his hand, and a mass of Primordial Qi wriggled and restored the broken soil, leaving only a slight imperfection on the grass, which would likely go unnoticed.

Holding the jar, Chen Yan casually brushed off the dirt fragments and slowly walked away, soon exiting the cemetery and getting into a car parked by the roadside.

Inside the car, Chen Yan opened the ceramic jar, revealing a small bundle wrapped tightly in silk fabric.

After unwrapping layer by layer, finally in Chen Yan’s palm was...

A bone fragment.

Judging from structure, size, and contour shape, it appeared to be a finger bone.

But...

Chen Yan pinched the thing, feeling the texture was somewhat off.

"It isn’t bone material."