Chapter 232: Help me get an identity to infiltrate the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Assessment

Fu Baizhou raised his eyebrows slightly at the words, then fell silent for a moment.

The guest who came today is really a piece of work; the previous young master Cui not only wanted to buy a head, he also wanted to personally tag along—one fee for the killing, another for protection.

And this young beauty before him actually knew that Young Master Cui intended to kill Ye Xiu, and she wanted to find them to turn the tables on Cui.

"You guys just take money and get the job done, right? So why can't I?"

Fu Baizhou came to, chuckled lightly, and said:

"How could it not be? If you can afford the price, Miss, it's fine—but Young Master Cui Cheng is the scion of the prestigious Cui family of Jianan City and also a lightning-powered aberrant, so his head doesn't come cheap."

Lin Meng raised an eyebrow, seeing his bearing—he clearly didn't take the Cui family seriously at all, suggesting his backer must be even more formidable.

She thought for a moment, then said:

"How much to kill him?"

Fu Baizhou extended two fingers, speaking unhurriedly:

"Twenty million alliance credits, no haggling."

Lin Meng pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of something.

"And what about Ye Xiu? How much did Cui Cheng spend on him?"

Fu Baizhou tapped his fingers on the table, hiding nothing, and laid out the transaction details.

"The money for the hit was a car worth over two million, but Young Master Cui had his own idea—he asked us for a slot to sneak into the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Assessment, wanting to personally witness Ye Xiu's death, so he added another five million as a protection fee."

Lin Meng twitched the corner of her mouth, somewhat incredulous.

"Ye Xiu's life is only worth two million, yet protecting Cui Cheng costs five million."

"And she wants to buy Cui Cheng's life—at ten times that price."

Lin Meng drew a deep breath, a nameless fury welling up in her chest.

"He doesn't deserve that price!"

Fu Baizhou shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.

"There's nothing to be done—killing Ye Xiu brings little worry of retaliation, but killing Cui Cheng means facing the entire Cui family behind him."

Lin Meng furrowed her brows; though that's what he said, Ye Xiu is after all an S-rank talent, yet the other party dared to take this job outright—showing that his identity as a summoner has indeed caused him to miss many opportunities.

She thought for a moment, then said:

"How about this: I don't need you to do the dirty work for me; just get me a suitable identity to slip into the assessment a month from now. I'll put up another sum, and have the people you send to protect Cui Cheng just go through the motions—no action. If you agree to this deal, name your price."

Fu Baizhou hadn't expected Lin Meng to pull this move, but upon reflection, his organization loses nothing—in fact, it can easily pocket the money without worrying about retaliation from the Cui family.

"That's great—I love dealing with smart people. Let me throw out a suggestion; see if it works for you."

Lin Meng gestured for him to continue; Fu Baizhou leaned in a bit, lowering his voice:

"I accept this order, and I won't charge you—but you have to let me see the gun in your hand."

Lin Meng guessed he was interested in her gun, but she didn't expect to get the service for free.

"Even better—then it's settled. Here, look but don't touch."

Lin Meng was equally swift, immediately pulling out her laser gun and setting it on the tabletop.

Of course, she had already removed the crystal core beforehand.

The small, exquisite pistol instantly caught Fu Baizhou's eye.

He immediately circulated the ghostly qi within him, wanting to examine the gun closely—yet the ghostly qi he released was bounced right back.

Fu Baizhou's expression shifted, his heart shocked to the core.

"An unnumbered supernatural artifact? Are you selling it?"

As soon as Fu Baizhou finished speaking, his breathing quickened; one look and he was practically salivating over the gun.

Lin Meng curled her lip, shook her head—his disappointment was plain to see—yet she said:

"For now…… I'm not selling."

Fu Baizhou's eyes lit up in an instant.

"Not selling for now—that just means I'll sell it later!"

This time, Fu Baizhou leapt to his feet, excited, and his attitude toward Lin Meng turned respectful.

"Miss, can you finally tell me how to address you this time? After all, we're practically partners, aren't we?"

"My surname is Lin. Business requires discretion—I can't go around telling everyone I have no scruples, right? You agree, Boss Fu?"

Fu Baizhou's expression stiffened; he gave an embarrassed dry laugh twice.

"Yes, yes, exactly—we've always been professional. But the moment I saw you, I knew our fate was intertwined, so of course I'll unconditionally meet your demands, right?"

Lin Meng: ……

This man looks refined on the outside, but inside he's a deep‑scheming fox—he speaks to people as people, to ghosts as ghosts; she must stay on her guard.

On the surface, neither pointed it out, and they smiled warmly at each other.

Fu Baizhou said:

"Miss Lin, come back in a few days and I'll definitely get that slot into the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk Assessment sorted out for you."

Lin Meng nodded, picked up her gun, turned and left.

As she stepped out of the dark room, Fu Baizhou suddenly thought of something, spoke up, and called her back.

"Miss Lin, just a heads‑up: an unnumbered supernatural artifact is too conspicuous; I suggest you file a record with the Night Watch Organization."

Lin Meng paused mid‑step—file a record? That's a hassle.

Seeing Lin Meng seemed reluctant to go through that, Fu Baizhou couldn't help but add:

"Miss Lin, supernatural artifacts are far too precious; once an unnumbered one appears, every faction will eye it. In our Dragon State, having no number means it's ownerless—you get that, right?"

Lin Meng furrowed her brow, thought it over, then said:

"Thanks for the reminder—your organization is actually more by‑the‑book than I expected."

Knowing it was an unnumbered supernatural item, they still didn't snatch it.

Fu Bai Zhou smiled, "Although we're in the business of killing, we don't do wicked deeds; Miss Lin, after working with us long-term, you'll know our character."

"Of course, that jerk just now was an accident; I'll give him a proper lesson."

Lin Meng walked out of the shop, seeing there was still time, she simply left the black market immediately, hailed a car and headed straight for the Night Watch Organization.

Every city has a Night Watch branch; the most conspicuous skyscraper in the city center is their stronghold.

Lin Meng looked up at the towering building before her, its height piercing the clouds, showing how high the Night Watch's status is here.

The first floor is a hall responsible for receiving Night Watch members; Lin Meng entered and found there were still plenty of people coming and going.

It is said that besides completing tasks assigned by the organization, Night Watch members can also take on social jobs in their free time, and they need not turn over the earnings.

Capable Night Watch members are all millionaires, living in extreme luxury.

Lin Meng went straight to the lobby counter and told the staff inside.

"Hello, I'm here to register a supernatural item."

The young woman at the counter hadn't reacted yet; she calmly took out a form for Lin Meng to fill out.

But soon she felt something was off, and, adjusting her glasses, she jumped up with a swish.

"Miss, what did you say? What do you want to register?"

Lin Meng wasn't surprised by her reaction; she had already deeply felt the absolute value of supernatural items in this world.

But when she was surrounded by a dozen or so bodyguards and brought into a luxurious private room, and soon seven or eight elderly men and women appeared before her, she knew this wasn't so simple…