Chapter 79: Super-Sense
“Shh, you know too much.”
In the dimness, the mysterious figure raised a finger before the smile arc of his pale mask, “I know you won’t survive, but if you keep this up, the Boss will make you wish you were dead…”
Chu Tianyao fell silent for a moment, then said, “You have this kind of power—why didn’t you lift a finger when the Yi Hong Society was recently raided and shut down?”
“Why should I intervene?”
The mysterious figure’s laughter, distorted by a voice modulator, turned sharply shrill, “If not for the deaths of No. 2 and No. 3, I’d never bother with this mess. Today, I’m just delivering the Boss’s order to you.”
Chu Tianyao said without expression, “Don’t forget—you’ve already used two of the three orders. Only one remains.”
“You really are insane, preferring death to compromise,” the mysterious figure muttered with a click of his tongue.
“Give the order. What do you want me to do?” Chu Tianyao growled.
The mysterious figure said, “The Boss is interested in the rising inspector Lin Qing and his female assistant, Zhao Jia. He wants you to seize them when the opportunity arises.”
“Capture Lin Qing?”
Chu Tianyao frowned slightly. “He’s a division team leader. Yi Hong Society’s informants aren’t high enough to track his movements. Besides, there’s a patrol firepower grid around his home—any delay, and when Patrol Chief Yuan Anping arrives, I won’t escape.”
“Don’t worry,” came a strange low chuckle from beneath the mask. “Yuan Anping will be reassigned out of Lin’an City soon—for an external investigation.”
Chu Tianyao narrowed his eyes. “Xu Qiu, Lin’an’s top patrol officer, is nearly my equal in strength. Her presence makes this harder.”
“The Boss has already accounted for her. I’ll handle her.”
The mysterious figure said, “As for his route? The Boss has deployed many operatives for this operation. Besides, Acting Captain Xiao Pei is about to be discharged from the hospital—tracking his movements won’t be difficult.”
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March 11, morning.
【Current Order Level decreased by 1.8 levels】
When Lin Qing woke up, the first thing he saw was this black prompt.
—His circle of life was falling into chaos again.
“Here we go again… never-ending, are we?”
Lin Qing rubbed his scalp. “Has the Yi Hong Society bounced back so fast? Both their leaders are dead—how could they recover this quickly?”
He felt something was odd.
He’d killed many of Yi Hong Society’s top enforcers, plus arrested dozens more—he’d wiped them out entirely, even raising the Order Level to 4.1.
Now it had dropped to 2.3.
After such heavy losses, how could Yi Hong Society recover so fast?
If they could recover this easily, they wouldn’t just be the underground rulers of Lin’an—they’d dominate all of Jiangnan, even the whole country.
“Or is it the Original Research Institute of the Light Society replenishing their strength?”
Lin Qing frowned slightly, picked up his phone from the bedside table, and saw a message from Zhao Jia an hour ago.
【I don’t want to cook breakfast. I’ll come over to your place.】
“Huh?”
Lin Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.
This was one of their private coded phrases—meaning something bad was happening.
He immediately replied: 【Then come over.】
Quickly dressing, Lin Qing grabbed milk and a small cake from the fridge and placed them on the dining table for Zhao Jia.
Soon, the doorbell rang.
When he opened the door, it was indeed Zhao Jia—no makeup, her blue eyes heavy with sleep, wearing a childish cartoon pajama set, yawning as she stepped inside.
“What’s wrong?”
Lin Qing shut the door, sat at the table, and handed her a carton of milk. “Didn’t sleep last night?”
Zhao Jia pressed the cold milk carton to her cheek, shuddered instantly, shut her eyes, clenched her tiny fists, sucked in a sharp breath, and finally woke up a little.
Then she gulped down a large mouthful before muttering, “You slept so soundly last night—I woke up halfway in terror.”
“What happened?”
Lin Qing glanced at her. “Don’t you warm the milk? I’ve noticed you drink it ice-cold every day.”
“I don’t get my period…” Zhao Jia muttered under her breath.
She set the milk down, sighing. “I don’t know why, but overnight, a lot of strangers moved into your neighborhood—mostly in this complex, or pretending to be employees of nearby shops.”
“Strangers?” Lin Qing frowned slightly.
“Probably monitoring your movements,” Zhao Jia pointed at the floor. “They’re installing wall-mounted listening devices under your ceiling downstairs—should be done by afternoon.”
Lin Qing frowned. “What are their strengths?”
Zhao Jia thought for a moment. “From life-field readings, there are several at the 7-7 cultivation level. The rest also feel unusually strong, and many carry high-power composite bows—they’re clearly ready to strike at any moment.”
“How do they compare to Yi Hong Society’s armed forces?” Lin Qing asked.
“These people are far stronger,” Zhao Jia sighed. “Unless you go all out, hiding your strength won’t hold them off.” Lin Qing paused, then asked, “Just surveillance?”
Zhao Jia nodded. “So far, yes. I overheard two higher-ups talking—they’re waiting for the Chief Inspector to leave.”
“Waiting for the Chief Inspector to leave?” Lin Qing narrowed his eyes. “Only afraid of Yuan Anping… so they’re planning to let Chu Tianyao act?”
“Should I tell the Chief Inspector?” Zhao Jia asked.
“I’ll confirm first.”
Lin Qing picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Yuan Anping.
【I want to learn archery. Chief Inspector, can you teach me this month? Two hours a day. I’ll pay you a thousand a day—fourteen thousand in two weeks! How about it?】
Soon, Yuan Anping replied: 【Sure, but I’ll be away for two days next weekend, outside Lin’an. Can we postpone?】
Lin Qing replied 【OK】, then looked at Zhao Jia and nodded slightly. “Next weekend, the Chief Inspector really is leaving Lin’an.”
Zhao Jia bit her lip. “Today’s Wednesday—that’s ten days from now?”
She added, “Why not tell the Chief Inspector? Have him pretend to leave, then hide nearby to help you?”
Lin Qing paused. “These people even know the Chief Inspector’s upcoming trip—has the Patrol system become a sieve in front of the Light Society?”
“It’s a city-level organization,” Zhao Jia said. “It’s normal.”
“Normal, but not normal,” Lin Qing shook his head slightly.
“What do you mean?” Zhao Jia asked, puzzled.
“Something feels off.”
Lin Qing frowned. “If they’re confident enough to kill me, why wait? Yi Hong Society could just send Chu Tianyao—even if the Chief Inspector is in Lin’an, he won’t arrive in time. Why delay?”
Yi Hong Society doesn’t care about Chu Tianyao’s life—they’d welcome him dying with the final order.
Zhao Jia blinked in surprise. “That is strange.”
“So I suspect they’re not trying to kill me—they’re trying to capture me. There must be another purpose.”
Lin Qing narrowed his eyes, then glanced at Zhao Jia. “Our recent operations have gone too smoothly. If the enemy understands psychic awakeners well enough, suspecting one’s existence is perfectly logical.”
Zhao Jia grew tense. “I’ve been careful—I stand up to pick up food, I walk over to turn on lights at night myself…”
“...So they’re probably just suspicious.”
Lin Qing said, “But if I use your psychic ability to locate these people around my home, the enemy will confirm a psychic awakener exists.”
“Then what do we do?” Zhao Jia exclaimed.
Lin Qing fell silent.
From the current situation, the Light Society’s Original Research Institute had clearly targeted him and Zhao Jia—otherwise, why send so many people to surveil him?
How could he eliminate them without exposing the psychic awakener?
“Got it!”
Lin Qing’s eyes suddenly lit up with a smile. “I’ve thought of a perfect solution.”
“What?” Zhao Jia’s eyes sparkled.
“You’ll find out in a few days.”
Lin Qing’s lips curled slightly. “But we still have to wait these ten days.”
If he could complete Super-Sense and master the original Sunrise Cultivation Method before they moved, he’d have full confidence.
For now, he could only wait.
…
Only three days later.
That night of March 14 was destined to be special.
“Finally…”
Inside the room, Lin Qing slowly closed his eyes, sensing the endless dark void around him—and unconsciously, he perceived faint, strange mystical energies drifting from the darkness.
Those energies, wandering aimlessly through the void, were like scattered starlight in the deep ocean—precious and rare.
“Is this Super-Sense?”
Lin Qing took a deep breath, a quiet smile forming on his lips.
Because…
At this moment, on the Anti-Entropy panel, the original Sunrise Cultivation Method had quietly been recorded as mastered.
He didn’t hesitate.
“Order!”
“Advance, ‘Original Sunrise Cultivation Method!’”
(End of Chapter)
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