Chapter 89: I Have People Everywhere

Hong Ya Junior Sister had half a red embroidered shoe over the threshold, then quietly drew it back.

She dragged a small stool from the corner of the room, moved it to the bedside, sat down, propped her chin with both hands, and said as if listening to a story: "Junior Brother, tell me in detail, Senior Sister loves to hear it."

Feng Mu blinked, wanting to speak but stopping.

Hong Ya suddenly realized: "Oh, right, you just joined the sect, so you don't trust Senior Sister yet. As Third Senior Brother says, this is called hearts are separated by bellies; trust must be built again and again, only by killing people together can it be slowly established."

Third Senior Brother?

Zhao Zhixin's somewhat upright square face appeared in Feng Mu's mind, then he looked at the Junior Sister before him with a face of pure innocence and goodness.

He nodded and said deeply convinced: "Third Senior Brother is truly wise, well, I'm not distrusting Senior Sister, it's just that this matter is complicated to explain, and a few words can't make it clear."

Hong Ya opened her eyes, full of expectation.

Feng Mu kept an unchanged expression and hehe'd: "This person, his complexion is like charcoal, likes to carry a tree branch covered with sticky ants, eyebrows and eyes..."

Hong Ya pouted, actually produced paper and pen from somewhere, and according to Feng Mu's description, quickly drew a human face on the paper.

Feng Mu took a look, pointed out a difference, Hong Ya picked up the pen to revise; after a few minutes like this, the face drawn by Hong Ya was actually eighty or ninety percent similar to the face of the dark-skinned Area 2 in Feng Mu's memory.

"Impressive, Junior Sister is multi-talented, Junior Brother admires you." Feng Mu gave a thumbs up.

Facing this Hong Ya who was shorter than him and looked younger in appearance, calling her Junior Sister all the time, full of praise, not feeling the slightest embarrassment.

Crucially he maintained a simple and sincere expression throughout, which made Hong Ya's face bloom with smiles.

She seemed to particularly enjoy Feng Mu respectfully calling her "Junior Sister"; as for whether she was actually younger than Feng Mu or just had a baby face, don't ask—a woman's age is always an unspeakable secret.

Hong Ya smiled with joy: "Where, my drawing is average; Sixth Senior Brother is the one who truly draws portraits like photographs. The Investigation Corps often takes Sixth Senior Brother's drawn portraits to catch people, catching one every time; my drawing is learned from Sixth Senior Brother."

The face of the silent Sixth Senior Brother Wang Yu, who liked to sit in the corner nodding, appeared in Feng Mu's mind.

He asked suspiciously: "Does Sixth Senior Brother have work outside?"

Hong Ya nodded as a matter of course: "Sixth Senior Brother works at the Investigation Corps, specializing in drawing portraits for criminals."

The Investigation Corps also belongs to law enforcement agencies, at the same level as the Patrol Bureau.

The difference is that the Patrol Bureau, besides pursuing killers, is also responsible for investigating cases, while the Investigation Corps only pursues killers, somewhat similar to the relationship between criminal police and special police in my previous life.

Criminals the Patrol Bureau truly cannot handle will request the Investigation Corps to take action.

And considering the Patrol Bureau's not very reliable professional ability, and that surveillance is not widely installed in the Lower City.

Many criminals, when requesting the Investigation Corps to take action, don't even have a frontal photo of the criminal, so the Investigation Corps had to establish the position of "portrait artist" internally.

Wang Yu does exactly this; of course, he also participates in capture or killing operations, it's one person with multiple abilities, so to speak.

Feng Mu was stunned; he thought that the senior brothers and sisters in the sect didn't need to work, were completely supported by the Martial Arts Hall, and only needed to focus on martial arts.

Hong Ya saw his confusion and explained: "Not only Sixth Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister is also at the Investigation Corps, Third Senior Brother and Fourth Senior Brother serve as advisors in the Investigation Corps, Eldest Senior Brother and Fifth Senior Brother work at the Prison."

Hong Ya ignored herself; Feng Mu understood tacitly and didn't ask her why she didn't go to work.

Junior Sister seemed afraid Feng Mu would ask why she was special; she didn't give Feng Mu a chance to ask, and added: "The sect doesn't lack the little bit of wages from senior brothers and sisters; with the money bags of those ordinary disciples in the Martial Arts Hall, we don't worry about food, clothing, or martial arts needs."

"Going out to work is to change one's mood while practicing, or to conceal one's identity; after all, in the eyes of some martial artists with keen perception, the bloody smell on senior brothers and sisters cannot be hidden."

"But with these jobs, that bit of bloody smell doesn't need to be hidden; as Third Senior Brother says, this is called putting a dog skin on a wolf, and the dog can't smell its scent."

Feng Mu seriously suspected that senior brothers and sisters only valued the second reason; also not wrong, the opportunity to legally kill was indeed a particularly great way for them to relax.

Maybe, in the eyes of these perverts, the first reason might be more important too.

No wonder Second Senior Sister acted steadily, and killing plans were all made by her; she was responsible for catching criminals, professional high degree of overlap matched perfectly.

Using power for personal gain, thief shouting catch thief?

Feng Mu didn't know how to describe it; anyway, it was just good, too good, a huge surprise suddenly fell on his head.

Feng Mu also didn't expect that joining a sect could have this hidden benefit.

"This way, the Investigation Corps and Investigation Corps are equivalent to having my people; also, Eldest Senior Brother and Fifth Senior Brother are in the Prison, what a coincidence, I just happen to have some subordinates in the Prison." He thought.

Hong Ya chatted with Feng Mu excitedly for a while; after confirming the face on the portrait was correct, she hugged it in her arms like a treasure and left.

When leaving, she said somewhat regretfully: "Junior Brother doesn't know where the enemy lives, just like Master, doesn't know where the enemy is hidden."

"That's not good; even if you can't kill the enemy for a while, you must always know the other's hiding place; Junior Brother, you must remember this principle in the future."

Hong Ya chattered a couple of sentences, put on the earnest teaching of a Senior Sister, then smiled: "But it's okay; as long as your enemy is still in the Nine Districts, our Second Senior Sister will definitely be able to dig the person out."

Hong Ya patted her chest, full of confidence: "In the Nine Districts, whoever Second Senior Sister wants to kill, absolutely none can hide."

Feng Mu was infected by Hong Ya's confidence, grinned, and the courtyard was filled with Hong Ya's happy footsteps of jumping around.

Hong Ya first went to Eldest Senior Brother's room.

Eldest Senior Brother used to live with Fifth Senior Brother, but today who knows what madness he had, insisting on sleeping alone from now on, moved to another empty room.

Hong Ya pushed the door open; in the dim room, a wooden bed was almost filled by a lying figure; Li Bashan had actually already gone to sleep.

"Too late today; tomorrow I must get Eldest Senior Brother a bigger bed."

Hong Ya thought while frowning and pulling out the socks stuffed full in Eldest Senior Brother's mouth.

Li Bashan rubbed his eye gunk, yawning.

Hong Ya asked suspiciously: "Eldest Senior Brother, why do you stuff socks in your mouth when you sleep?"

Li Bashan scratched his head foolishly: "Hong Ya, what happened?"

Hong Ya slapped the portrait onto Li Bashan's chest, excitedly: "Eldest Senior Brother, Junior Brother has enemies outside; how can you still sleep?"

Li Bashan suddenly widened his eyes, sleepiness completely gone, from his throat spat out a ferocity like an evil tiger waking up wanting to eat people: "Hmm?"

【Dou Qiong】 Seven Demons, are important characters; hope everyone doesn't skip lines or chapters when reading.

Many characters have foreshadowing and explanations in details; if you skip, in later plots, when certain characters do something, you might not understand~

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