I Am the Ruler of All (Kingsley) novel Chapter 850

Seeing everyone's expressions filled with disdain, Baron forced a smile and attempted to offer some reassurance. "Boss Nicholson, well… it's quite normal not to find anything. This kind of thing usually requires specialized—"

Before Baron could finish his sentence, Kingsley suddenly interjected, "I can't find the cause of death, not because I lack the ability, but because this person never died in the first place."

Whoosh!

As soon as this statement left his lips, the surroundings burst into chaotic commotion.

"What? He's not dead? Is this young man out of his mind?"

"Yeah! I can't believe he came up with such an absurd excuse!"

"It seems he's going to great lengths to save that female doctor!"

Everyone regarded Kingsley's words as a joke.

Not a single person believed he was telling the truth.

However, Matt and Felix, who were hiding in the corner, underwent a drastic change in their expressions.

Matt's muscles trembled all over as he exclaimed, "H-How is this possible? How did he figure it out?!"

Although Felix was also shocked, he managed to remain slightly calmer than Matt.

"President Fox, don't panic just yet. I suspect he's just blabbering to save his sister," Felix said in a deep voice. "It's merely a lucky guess. Nothing to worry about."

However, despite his reassuring words, Felix's expression remained extremely displeased.

Standing beside Kingsley, Baron was utterly dumbfounded.

He had just come up with an excuse that could provide a way out for Kingsley, but he never anticipated Kingsley would utter such an outlandish statement.

This shocking twist rendered him speechless, with all his prepared words getting lodged in his throat.

Alice sighed. "Kingsley, I understand that you're eager to clear my name, but this patient is indeed deceased. This... is an unchangeable fact."

"Alice, have you ever seen me speak carelessly?" Kingsley smiled faintly. "I don't make unfounded statements."

As he laid his hand upon the homeless man's "corpse" just now, he had unmistakably detected the continued flow of vital energy and meridians.

This simple meridian manipulation could be accomplished with standard acupuncture techniques.

There was no need for needles or moxibustion.

Snap!

Snap! Snap!

Kingsley's fingers resembled steel whips as he struck the acupuncture points on the homeless man's body with forceful precision.

After he had successively targeted more than a dozen acupuncture points, the homeless man's pallid complexion miraculously started to exhibit a slight flush of color.

Snap!

The final strike came as Kingsley's palm landed firmly on the five acupuncture points on the top of the homeless man's head.

It produced an incredibly sharp and crisp sound.