Chapter 96

The receiving clerk lowered his head to look at the words on the paper: 【Area 4.1, I follow Zhang Hao's instructions, continue tracking target Feng Mu.....】

There were many traces of corrections on it; clearly, when writing this paper, Heihei No. 2's mood fluctuated violently, and anger and doubt permeated every line.

【.....】

【Those lunatics of Fate actually live in the same residential compound as us?】

【The residence is shrouded by the Black Pillar, but I didn't go back; I must obey orders and continue tracking the target.】

【...... The target discovered me, I had no choice but to reveal myself; I confirmed his phone...... the Lame Strange Man sent a text message to the target.....】

【The Lame Strange Man discovered me? I didn't find him.】

【I must immediately rush back to the residence to confirm whether the Black Core is safe.】

【The Investigation Corps blockaded the residential compound and the street; I couldn't force my way in; I waited until midnight, until the Investigation Corps lifted the blockade, then I entered...... and fell into an ambush......】

【There was someone dressed like a Special Commissioner from the Upper City, who pursued me relentlessly; I lost an arm and escaped heavily injured.】

【I called them, couldn't get through; finally got through, but the call was hung up on......】

【I don't understand; why was I discovered, where was the leak; why is the Patrol Bureau hunting me all over the city; where did Zhang Hao and the other go, dead or alive......】

The receiving clerk frowned tightly, reading the words on the paper over and over several times; as he read, his temples throbbed.

He could bear it no longer; he crumpled the paper in his hand until it made creaking sounds, as if he could thereby knead Heihei No. 2's stupid brain pulp clean and awake.

The receiving clerk ground his teeth: "Stupid; you were deceived by someone."

Heihei No. 2 stared wide-eyed; these past few days hiding in the underground basement, he had repeatedly written dozens of papers; every time he wrote, he faintly felt something was wrong?

But no matter how hard he pondered, in the end he couldn't figure out exactly what was wrong.

Like he was about to grow a brain, but in the end, just barely failed to grow one out.

At this moment, hearing the receiving clerk's angry scolding, Heihei No. 2 suddenly realized: "Oh, so the problem was that I was deceived by someone."

Heihei No. 2's eyes revealed dense killing intent; he asked: "Who deceived me?"

The receiving clerk barely suppressed his soaring blood pressure; he no longer held a shred of hope for Heihei No. 2's brain, and he didn't intend to explain the reasoning process either.

Explained, the latter still wouldn't understand.

He directly gave the conclusion: "That text message was tricking you; the one deceiving you is the 【Lame Strange Man】; it was you who led him all the way back to the residence."

Heihei No. 2's face darkened; he resentfully stuffed the tree stick into his mouth, chewing it to pieces along with the stick and the ant corpses, and said fiercely with unclear speech: "Despicable; hateful; kill him; dismember him into ten thousand pieces."

The receiving clerk ignored Heihei No. 2's impotent rage; harboring a last thread of hope, he asked: "Is the Black Core still there?"

Heihei No. 2 nodded, then shook his head dejectedly: "Gone; the Patrol Bureau......"

Before the words fell, the Special Commissioner couldn't be bothered to listen to a fool's conclusion.

He coldly laughed, stating flatly: "The Patrol Bureau and you were both used as cat's-paws; the Patrol Bureau may not know of the thing's existence; the thing was most likely taken away by the 【Lame Strange Man】."

Heihei No. 2 listened with a half-understanding look; lips pressed tight, not speaking.

"Zhang Hao and the other lost contact; either dead or captured; probability of death is higher." The receiving clerk judged in his heart.

He irritably took off his mask, revealing a face disfigured by burns, features ferocious: "Tell me everything that happened during this period, all related people, not a single one left out."

Heihei No. 2 fished out his pocket, turned out a stack of paper scraps; every sheet was crookedly filled with words.

Although his brain wasn't useful, these days hiding in the underground basement, he hadn't been entirely idle; he really tried hard, reviewing and pondering.

The battle results were this stack of papers, and a thick layer of ant corpses stacked in the corner.

The receiving clerk took the stack of paper scraps and read them carefully one by one.

Two hours passed.

The receiving clerk took out a pen from his bosom and wrote three names on the paper in order: Feng Mu, Lame Strange Man, Ma Bin.

Then he heavily circled Feng Mu's name with a circle.

It wasn't that he suspected Feng Mu the most; rather, because clues on the Lame Strange Man were too few; to investigate the Lame Strange Man, one must start from Feng Mu.

Because according to Heihei No. 2's records above, Feng Mu is the only target they currently know of who definitely had direct contact with the Lame Strange Man.

And Feng Mu is merely a Cremation Worker with no background; investigating him is the least troublesome.

Heihei No. 2 looked at the circled name on the paper, stammering slightly: "Still, track him?"

The receiving clerk shook his head: "Tracking has already been exposed and discovered, right? Since so, you go directly tie the person back and interrogate."

The receiving clerk's tone was decisive and ruthless, utterly unconcerned with a human life: "If useful, keep his life for now; if useless, bury him."

Heihei No. 2 replied with surging killing intent: "Good."

The receiving clerk specially instructed again: "When you go out at night, do a good disguise; don't get caught by the Patrol Bureau."

Finished speaking, the receiving clerk put his mask and hat back on properly, pushed the door open and went out; after walking a distance, he took a public bus heading to the Chengqu Fourth Hospital.

The Chengqu Fourth Hospital is the hospital nearest to the residential compound where the incident occurred that day; if the Patrol Bureau had severely injured personnel that night, they would inevitably be sent to this hospital.

The receiving clerk planned to go to the Fourth Hospital to inquire; that night, after the time point when Heihei No. 2 was ambushed, how many Patrol Bureau injured were sent in total.

As long as comparing the number of ordinary injured with the number recorded by Heihei No. 2 for any discrepancy, one can thereby infer whether the Lame Strange Man also followed to that residential compound that night and ultimately took away their Black Core box.

Two hours later.

The receiving clerk came out of the Fourth Hospital; consistent with his prediction, that night the Fourth Hospital received two batches of severely injured in succession.

The 1st batch included both Patrol Bureau and Investigation Corps soldiers, with Investigation Corps soldiers being the majority; this batch arrived a bit earlier;

The 2nd batch had only Patrol Bureau, over a dozen dead and injured; the number was clearly several times more than those injured by Heihei No. 2; this batch arrived nearly 1 hour later than the previous batch.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole waits behind; the snipe and clam struggle, the fisherman profits; heh——, daring to snatch our E Corpse Teaching's thing, Lame Strange Man, whoever you are, you are dead for sure!"

Vicious killing intent flowed from the receiving clerk's eyes; he pressed his hat low, covered his mask and pretended to cough a few times, then went to the pharmacy to queue for two boxes of medicine, and left the hospital in quick steps.

The sky gradually darkened.

Time seemed to have reversed; Heihei No. 2 returned to that Tongzi Lou again.

Still that room he had visited.

The corpses of that young couple still lay on the floor in the original spot; hollow eyes already full of maggots; wrapped in special transparent bags, ensuring the corpse stench would not spread out.

This was Area 2's handling at Chu, not out of worry that the homicide case would be exposed, but simply because he had to stay in this room for several days to monitor the target.

Yes, that bed right next to it, with that soft little pillow lying on it.

The small body that originally lay in that position might have been flushed down the toilet by now.

Area 2 wasn't too sure; he had no interest in going to Cesuo to admire whether his work was still there.

The door was pushed open.

The receiver walked in, asking in a gloomy voice: "Wasn't I told to bring the person back? Why call me here?"

"The person isn't here." Area 2 stood by the window, pointing outside, cold light flickering in his Yan Zhen: "Inside the room, there's no one."

After Area 2's surveillance was forcibly interrupted, the information wasn't updated in time; he didn't know Feng Mu had moved.

That place should now be called Feng Ju's Home.

After discovering the target wasn't in the room, Area 2 didn't act rashly—he had learned his lesson—and directly sent a text message to inform the receiver, letting the latter come decide the next step.

The receiver looked down at the time on his phone: 21:37.

He hesitated no more; the corner of his disfigured mouth curved into a cold arc: "Go check inside that other room. If the person isn't there, we'll wait for him to return inside the room."

……..

Stomach discomfort for two or three days, always wanting to vomit. Surely it's not that what Feng Mu ate ended up in my stomach?

Feeling a bit panicked, I need to go to the Hospital for a checkup.

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