Chapter 119: Knife in Hand, Killing Ji Dog

Upon receiving the call, Ji Jue immediately stopped his dissociation technique practice for the day, washed his face, and asked Ye Chun for leave to go out.

Seeing his senior sister personally send him to the door, watching her wipe away tears and drop little pearls as he went away, it must be that their sister-brother relationship was growing deeper and deeper, and she couldn't bear to see him leave, right?

Looking at Ye Chun's dancing figure in the rearview mirror, Ji Jue couldn't help but secretly resolve—he must return early after finishing his business.

He didn't hesitate much, nor did he have any considerations.

Human relationships are just like this; you help me, I help you. From Sister Wen to Old Zhang to Xiao An, they hadn't taken care of him any less, and even if it were Tong Hua... she could occasionally help him fence stolen goods, and she had a sweet mouth too.

When people called to ask for his help, Ji Jue was naturally duty-bound and stepped forward heroically.

Besides, after contributing DKP, could he be left out when the loot dropped after the fight?

There are no couples in couple's lung slices, no wives in wife cakes, and characters in two-dimensional games can have their own lives... then the phenomenon of alchemy becoming poorer the more one practices it seems to have an answer.

It had been less than two days since he started practicing extraction, and Ji Jue's card was already down by 800,000!

Buying materials gram by gram, testing and practicing gram by gram, just walking into the workshop and pushing open the door, his balance had already started diving.

And it was diving faster than him!

If this continued, where would it take half a year? No matter how frugal he was, Ji Jue would go bankrupt in four or five months!

At this moment, Ji Jue slammed on the brakes and parked the Little Niu Ma in the alley of the shanty town, jumped down, and without waiting for Tong Hua to speak, he was beaming with joy, raised his left hand, and forcefully brushed his hair back, highlighting the ring on his index finger: "Eh? How did you guys know that my first Blessing creation was a success?"

Who the f*ck asked you!

Tong Hua hadn't reacted yet before she was blinded, finally understanding what kind of thing Xiao Chun had been complaining about in their private group for the past few days.

A dog!

There's a dog here!

She decided to change the group name to 'Sister Killing Dog Group' after she went back!

But the moment she reacted, she couldn't help but gasp again—a Blessing creation? You? Are you serious?

Counting it all up, it's only been a few months? Has it been four months? And you've already started independent forging?

Brother, you are truly f*cking good at rolling!

"And it's rated A-level." Ji Jue appreciated her expression and added another blow, completely sinking the Tong Hua ship.

"Congratulations, Brother Ji Jue!"

Although she didn't understand what was going on, Xiao An still raised his fist, not understanding what they were talking about, but Brother Ji Jue being very powerful was definitely correct.

Old Zhang reached out and patted his shoulder, praising: "Kid, you're good! I knew you were this kind of material!"

Rolling and being a dog, your future is limitless!

"Many thanks, many thanks!"

Ji Jue cupped his hands, finally feeling satisfied, shook his head, twisted his neck, and asked: "Let me see what's going on?"

Tong Hua looked numb and didn't want to speak anymore.

"Simply put, a group of outsiders were hired to come to Yacheng, participated in the internal strife of the Imperial Foundation, and then dragged innocent people into it. The scene doesn't look very good."

Old Zhang took out a thick stack of files from his big shorts like a magic trick, making Ji Jue want to ask where he took it from.

But after opening it and seeing the photos and background, he fell into silence.

The fingers holding the paper gradually turned white.

"Sorry, wait a moment."

After putting down the information, he walked to the side and dialed a call: "Brother Feng, it's me, yes, Yacheng hasn't been peaceful these past two days... Sister Laila said so? Um, that's good, you take care these two days, do you need me to move back? Um, okay, if anything happens and you can't reach me, call Sister Wen and the teacher, rest assured, I'm doing fine."

After hanging up the phone, seeing Old Zhang's approving expression: "The family's affection is really good."

"We're family, after all."

Ji Jue grinned, didn't talk nonsense, and directly reached out, probing the camera from a distance: 【Brother, consulting something.】

【Easy to say, brother!】

The camera was instantly excited: 【I've filmed quite a few exciting clips recently, do you want to see? They're intense!】

After a brief communication, Ji Jue withdrew his hand and shook his head.

"No, didn't catch it, it's all white screen snow, this group of people is probably carrying some professional shielding equipment."

"Look, I said so! I said so!" Seeing Ji Jue shake his head, Tong Hua puffed out her chest, walking out of the frustration she just felt: "We..."

"But it can be found."

Ji Jue added a sentence, making the words she was about to use to make up for it get stuck in her throat.

Professional interference is, on the contrary, the most significant feature.

He just needs to ask the cameras one by one if they have been interfered with, and he can directly follow the chronological order to find the other party's movement trajectory.

After spending an hour circling the shanty town, the trajectory Ji Jue found pointed to the edge of the Beishan District, a dilapidated residential area near the sea.

The other party was clearly a professional team of killers and arsonists, ruthless and decisive, and they carried interference equipment with them, setting up decoys all the way during their retreat to ensure no one could track them.

But they made one mistake.

When the camera and the ether record reading were combined, this interference, on the contrary, became an eye-catching flaw.

With the clues provided by Ji Jue, Tong Hua was also handy when reading the complex ether records, directly searching for keywords, and soon locked onto a van with changed license plates.

It was exactly the same brand as the van he chased for the first time, all high-imitation shanties from the Coastal Automobile Factory. It can only be said that criminals can still reach a consensus on the cost-effectiveness of their tools.

After leaving the scene, they drove the shielding equipment in a big circle, and after changing to a white van in the Nanlu District, they actually circled back to the Beishan District.

Finally, they moved into that residential area.

"The developer went bankrupt, housing prices plummeted, the buildings near the sea in Beishan District are worthless, and not many people live there." After Ji Jue glanced at the weathering condition of the residential area, he confirmed: "It should be here, wait a moment."

Saying that, he got up and rode his little electric scooter around the residential area, stopped at the doors of several convenience stores and restaurants, and finally stopped at the door of a printing shop.

Pointing at the printer, the printer started working on its own, and soon a thick stack of slightly blurry color photos piled up. They were all faces Ji Jue saw in the convenience store and restaurant surveillance.

Finally, after sitting in the security room at the gate of the residential area, he returned to the Beishan team's car and handed over the information: "They rented 401, but they are actually living in 101.

There should be five people, but only one person goes out to buy things. They should all be there now, haven't gone out yet."

Outsiders, five people, temporary tenants.

One of the people who went out to buy things had a tree-shaped tattoo on his wrist that Tong Hua had seen in the chaotic records at the scene.

That is the Holy Tree Sect popular in the southern part of the Empire.

This is a group of Imperial people.

"That's right, it all matches."

Old Zhang held the information and nodded slowly: "This logo and skin color should be the Mountain Land Dragon Army of the Empire. Since the mutiny in the Central Plains a few years ago, the establishment has been broken up. Most of the Imperial people who have come out to be mercenaries over the years are from that time of downsizing and reorganization."

Until now, the dazed Xiao An finally reacted sluggishly.

Full of admiration:

"Brother Ji Jue, amazing!"

"Hey, I also contributed a lot, okay?"

Tong Hua was furious, pinching his face: "Sister treats you so well on weekdays, why don't you remember even a little bit of sister's majestic figure? Only the face, getting more and more Q-elastic!"

"Okay, okay, Hua Hua is also amazing, also amazing!"

Old Zhang chuckled, rubbed her hair, and stopped them from fooling around, always feeling like he was fooling a child.

With specific characteristics and the appearance of the person who went out, in the Security Bureau's database, all the activity records of the other party surfaced.

Three large groups, one vortex, one mirror.

Standard configuration for a team of Chosen Ones, with both output and support, flexible tactics, and fast efficiency. Before coming to Yacheng, there were signs of activity in the North and South Lands and the Thousand Islands, which could be said to be famous.

Coming to Yacheng this time, I'm afraid it was also aimed at the chaotic times when money was plentiful and people were stupid. They didn't choose an employer, and they were determined to help whichever side had more money and people.

Everyone comes out to make money, and being able to see the wind and steer the rudder is normal. Who has nothing to do and plays with death?

No contact person, directly taking the headless order on the Imperial Foundation, the employer and the hired person don't meet, the full remuneration is paid when the order is hung up, and the Imperial Foundation pays the money after the work is done.

That's right, until now... the Imperial Foundation's reward mechanism is still running.

Even if the inside has been killed and rolled, life or death.

It can only be said that the person who built the Imperial Foundation at the beginning was truly a genius.

At the beginning of the design, the loose characteristics of the White Deer were fully considered and utilized. The core business was basically split up and divided into many parts. Between each other, except for communication with the headquarters as a transfer, there was not much communication.

And basically, these people doing things are clerks, punching in and out from nine to five, facing the increasing KPI and performance pressure and even bank loans, the Imperial Foundation headquarters even pays social security and provident fund for them locally.

In a sense, they are the true hands of the leader, grasping the circulation channels that are constantly flowing in the dark side of the world in another way.

Even at this time, it still maintains its original stance—that is, no stance. It accepts all comers, hangs orders as they come, and as for whether anyone takes them and whether they can be completed, it has nothing to do with the Imperial Foundation.

Coiling on the dark side of the world, this strange behemoth of the Imperial Foundation was born from the cracks outside the order. As long as humanity itself still needs that wilderness without order to exist for one day, then this power will not be cut off.

Until now, Chen Xingzhou's reward is still hanging on it.

Even Lei Wuye's godchildren and all other competitors... before one of them becomes the person in charge, this bloody competition will not stop.

And before that, some people will die.

Pay the price for what they have done.

"You first or me first?"

Standing in front of that slightly dilapidated apartment building, the old man holding a teapot and a cattail fan turned his head and looked at Xiao An beside him:

"If you lack hunting trophies, how about I help you?"

"No need, it doesn't feel like much of a challenge."

Xiao An withdrew his gaze from the sky casually, "Just do it as usual, no need to take special care of me."

"Heh, suit yourself."

Old Zhang grinned, took out a large plastic bag from his big shorts, put a bunch of odds and ends like the teapot, cattail fan, key ring, and walnuts into it, and put it at the door.

He walked toward the darkness inside the unit building openly.

Not long after.

What sounded was the earth-shattering thunder!

The earth shook. ===== CHAPTER 120 =====