Chapter 635: Blood debt paid in blood

Yuezhou City, Yuerong District, Yueming Garden.

In the five-story villa in the center of the park, Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang Master Pei Pei Yurong raised her wine glass and said to everyone: "The first glass of wine, first to our Deputy Workshop Master!" Du Du Wenming stood up and raised his glass.

Having successfully completed the mission last night, Du Du Wenming was promoted from a fringe figure of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang to Deputy Workshop Master. "The second glass of wine, to everyone's heroic performance on the battlefield!"

In the series of cases last night, some Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang members played a key role. After this test, some of these members would become backbone members of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang. A large number of the original backbone members had been killed by Du Du Wenming, so there was a need for replenishment.

These newly promoted backbone members included the Dark Star Bureau's communication section chief, Gu Hao.

"The third glass of wine, to our dream, the dream palace forged by our blood and faith, which is about to show a dazzling light. Now, please, the messenger of the Demon Lord, send us guidance, encouragement, and blessings!"

A man with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a black robe, stood up and said a few words to the crowd. He spoke in the Rafsha language, which most of the people present didn't understand, but Du Du Wenming could understand it.

What he said was nothing special. He emphasized that this was a hard-won victory. After the magnetic storm weapon was officially completed, the Demon Lord would descend upon the earth, and the war would begin. The Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang must serve the Demon Lord Chernobog more devoutly in the future and create more achievements under the Demon Lord's guidance.

Workshop Master Pei Pei Yurong translated the Demon Lord's messenger's words. The meaning basically didn't change, but she made some adjustments in the description, raising the affirmation of the achievements and the encouragement for the future to a higher level.

"There are still many hard battles waiting for us to fight. Our magnetic storm weapon has completed its preliminary debugging. This is a new sharp sword we have forged for the Demon Lord with our lives.

When the Demon Lord conquers this planet, we, as the Demon Lord's most loyal followers, will become the first batch of lords of this world. We will obtain endless life, supreme glory, noble status, and inexhaustible wealth!

Today, we raise our glasses to send our devout blessings to the Demon Lord; tomorrow, we will put on our battle robes to offer victory wreaths to the Demon Lord!" The crowd at the scene toasted each other, and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

Du Du Wenming reminded: "Workshop Master, at this juncture, celebrating so intensively, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

Pei Pei Yurong smiled: "There are some things you don't understand. You have walked smoothly in the first half of your life and experienced too few things, so you don't know the difficulty of controlling the overall situation.

The Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang won this battle, but the losses were not small. If we don't gather the backbone members and give them enough rewards, our hearts will scatter. If hearts can't be gathered, who will work for us? Who will fight the remaining hard battles..."

Pei Pei Yurong used to be a teacher and could talk endlessly about big principles, which made Du Du Wenming very disgusted. But he had to endure it even if he was disgusted; Du Du Wenming was still waiting for money.

After the wine party ended, the dance party began immediately. Pei Pei Yurong carefully selected more than fifty women from the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang members to be dance partners for the Demon Lord's messenger and the meritorious officials present. The music sounded, and the crystal chandeliers with Western court charm illuminated the smiling faces of every newly promoted backbone member.

In the magnificent villa hall, gorgeous silk long skirts swayed gently on the dark yellow carpet. They nestled in their arms, as if offering the most beautiful flowers to the strongest warriors.

Dark yellow lights, dark yellow wallpaper, dark yellow carpet, dark yellow long skirts. Even the rhythm and melody of the waltz carried a kind of dark yellow luxury.

Du Du Wenming sighed in his heart; Pei Pei Yurong really had a special preference for dark yellow.

The first dance of the party had just begun, and Du Du Wenming had already smelled some special aura—very hot, very restless. And after the dance party, there were even more restless arrangements.

Such arrangements would last for three whole days. Du Du Wenming was worried; he couldn't accept the madness of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang, which was also one of the reasons why he had distanced himself from the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang in the beginning. Pei Pei Yurong successively arranged for several women to invite Du Du Wenming to dance, all of which were rejected by Du Du Wenming.

This made Pei Pei Yurong dissatisfied; she hated people who spoiled the fun: "I made such arrangements because I have the ability to ensure everyone's safety. You'd better not worry about things that aren't your business."

Du Du Wenming nodded: "I didn't mean to question you, I'm just not very accustomed to such occasions."

"Then you have to learn to adapt. There will be more and more such occasions in the future!" Pei Pei Yurong said with a dark face, "If you don't want to stay here, go perform the mission. The Demon Lord's messenger has sent Xiao Xiao Qianshou's remuneration. Go send it to Xiao Xiao Qianshou."

Du Du Wenming was eager to do so. He brought a wooden box, drove his car, and went to Xiao Xiao Qianshou's residence.

Xiao Xiao Qianshou lived in a small building in a village within the city, with clothes drying downstairs and salted fish drying outside the window. This looked like an ordinary household in the suburbs of Yuezhou. Unless they received confirmed news, no one would believe that the ancestor of Thief Cultivation lived here.

Du Du Wenming held the wooden box and knocked on the door. Xiao Xiao Qianshou's response came from inside: "Come in." Arriving in the living room, Du Du Wenming put down the wooden box and saw Xiao Xiao Qianshou sitting on a recliner drinking tea. "Senior, you worked hard last night."

"This is not just hard work; I've suffered a huge loss on this trip." Xiao Xiao Qianshou laughed bitterly and poured a cup of tea for Du Du Wenming. Du Du Wenming felt that his posture for pouring tea was a bit strange.

Xiao Xiao Qianshou's posture for pouring tea was indeed strange; he had to cover the rashes on his hands. Du Du Wenming picked up the teacup and said: "Senior, are you injured?"

Seeing Du Du Wenming pick up the cup, Xiao Xiao Qianshou revealed a smile: "Yes, I'm injured, and the injury is quite heavy. It seems you're injured too." Xiao Xiao Qianshou deliberately looked at Du Du Wenming's hand; he wanted to see if the pus on the cup would stick to his hand.

If the epidemic were transmitted to Du Du Wenming, the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang would definitely think of a way to cure the disease.

Du Du Wenming's hand did indeed have scars: "I was injured by the Eight-Measure Ink-Guest. Those trash from the Dark Star Bureau couldn't hurt me."

Xiao Xiao Qianshou stared at Du Du Wenming and sized him up; he seemed to see something: "Why can Zhou Zhou Badou always find you? Did he leave a mark on you?"

"He did leave a mark on me at first, but I found someone to remove this mark. After arriving in the Outer Provinces, it wasn't so easy for him to find me. These last two times, he should have found out my whereabouts through other means."

"The mark was removed?" Xiao Xiao Qianshou didn't quite believe it. "Who helped you remove it?" Du Du Wenming answered truthfully: "It was He He Jiaqing, a good descendant of your Daoist sect."

Xiao Xiao Qianshou nodded repeatedly: "This descendant is indeed not bad. How did he help you remove the mark?" Du Du Wenming was stunned; he didn't understand why Xiao Xiao Qianshou asked so meticulously.

But there was no secret here either, so Du Du Wenming answered directly: "He looked at me for a while, then reached out toward me, and took the mark out. It took about ten seconds in total."

Xiao Xiao Qianshou frowned slightly: "After reaching out, it took ten seconds?" "Yes," Du Du Wenming nodded, "This kid's technique is quite fast."

"Hmm, quite fast!" Xiao Xiao Qianshou nodded again, "Little Du, you must be extra careful." "What do you mean by that..."

Xiao Xiao Qianshou used the lid of the teacup to stir the tea leaves in the cup and blew on the tea water gently: "Nothing else, just giving you a word of caution. You must be extra careful in the future.

It's only right for He He Jiaqing to take a few more looks when removing the mark for you. In our line of work, 'stepping on the plate' is an important matter. It doesn't matter if it takes a long time; it doesn't matter if it takes three or five months. But when it really comes to making a move, you can't be slow. It took ten seconds just to pick a skin; I think this kid doesn't have much talent, and he won't be able to eat this bowl of rice in the future."

"Picking a skin" refers to stealing a wallet.

Xiao Xiao Qianshou called the act of He He Jiaqing removing the mark from Du Du Wenming "picking a skin," and the observation made before was called "stepping on the plate." It took ten seconds to remove the mark; Xiao Xiao Qianshou felt it was too long.

Was he saying that He He Jiaqing didn't handle this matter well, or was he implying something else? Du Du Wenming wanted to ask a few more questions, but saw Xiao Xiao Qianshou pick up the teacup. Xiao Xiao Qianshou was seeing him off, so Du Du Wenming had to stand up and say goodbye.

After Du Du Wenming left, Xiao Xiao Qianshou opened the wooden box. Inside were ten sealed glass bottles, each containing a hand soaked in it.

There was a metal ball at the wrist. Xiao Xiao Qianshou opened a bottle and touched the ball. The ball emitted a sharp hissing sound, and steam sprayed out from the ball. The five fingers of that hand trembled one by one; this was the signal that the debugging was complete.

Xiao Xiao Qianshou picked up the hand and sighed: "These things from the Inner Provinces are really fancy. Just make do with them."...

Du Du Wenming returned to the villa, listening to the waves of laughter in the hall, and could basically guess the situation inside. Du Du Wenming didn't want to get involved in such occasions.

Bypassing the hall, Du Du Wenming went straight to Pei Pei Yurong's bedroom. Pei Pei Yurong had drunk quite a bit of wine, and her emotions were a bit volatile. She stretched out her hand, wrapped it around Du Du Wenming's neck, and said affectionately: "Shall we dance?"

Du Du Wenming didn't really want to dance. The words Xiao Xiao Qianshou had just said made him very worried. He He Jiaqing was slow; what mystery could be hidden here?

Pei Pei Yurong turned off the lights and lit the candles. It seemed this dance had to be danced.

Even if he wasn't willing in his heart, he had to be willing on his face. At this time, he must not spoil Pei Pei Yurong's interest.

The candlelight flickered, and the melody of the waltz *Sleeping Beauty* echoed in the bedroom. Du Du Wenming held Pei Pei Yurong's hand and spun lightly on the soft carpet.

His dance steps were elegant and accurate, every turn carrying a graceful composure, while Pei Pei Yurong, whose usually serious to the point of being overbearing face, was now like melted ice, blooming with a rare tenderness.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Du Du Wenming took the opportunity to make a request: "I need a laboratory to prepare for the next step of research."

Pei Pei Yurong nodded: "Okay, I will help you choose the location of the laboratory tomorrow, and I will specifically equip you with a batch of assistants to ensure that you can successfully complete the research." Du Du Wenming understood in his heart that this was to send people to monitor him.

Pei Pei Yurong also wanted the research results of the boundary.

It doesn't matter; these can all be endured. As long as he can get the money, as long as he can get the equipment, and as long as he can avoid the fatal epidemic within five days, other things can be endured. Speaking of the epidemic, Du Du Wenming had a strange feeling.

After returning from Xiao Xiao Qianshou's place, he felt that his symptoms had eased a lot. It wasn't the feeling of the symptoms being suppressed, but the feeling of being cured.

Seeing the symptoms improve, Du Du Wenming's interest also improved a lot.

Pei Pei Yurong blew out the candles, and bursts of laughter came from the room...

Sugar Cube stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and didn't knock.

Sea Tang Fruit walked up, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't knock. Chen Chen Zhangrui sighed and knocked on the door.

A woman opened the door and saw three people standing in front of the door.

She didn't recognize the two women, but she had seen the man; this was her husband's colleague.

She invited the three into the house and asked nervously: "Old Chen, why are you here? Where is our Old Shen? Why hasn't he come home? He hasn't been home for two days. Is he on a business trip again? Like last time, gone for half a month?"

Chen Chen Zhangrui weighed his tone and tentatively said: "Manager Shen had an accident, that..."

"What accident? Aren't you guys selling electrical appliances? Isn't he your sales manager? What accident could he have?" "Yes, that, a safety accident, he was at the workshop..."

"What was he doing at the workshop? Isn't he in sales?"

"It was, during work, he took a client to the workshop, had an accident, and then he couldn't come back..."

Chen Chen Zhangrui had prepared very thoroughly before and had recited the draft several times, but when he actually said it, it was a mess. "Don't lie to me, Old Chen, what do you mean he couldn't come back?" Shen Zhong Huaien's wife pulled out a fruit knife. Sea Tang and Sugar Cube were both very nervous. Chen Chen Zhangrui waved his hand.

He knew that Shen Zhong Huaien's wife often used a knife to hurt people, but in reality, except for Shen Zhong Huaien, it was very difficult for her knife to hurt anyone else.

"I cooked his favorite wontons, when will he be back?" Shen Zhong Huaien's wife rubbed Chen Chen Zhangrui's face with the knife. Sea Tang and Sugar Cube were both very nervous. "He, couldn't come back..." Chen Chen Zhangrui's voice choked.

"Don't talk nonsense! Tell him to come back, I'm not angry with him anymore, I'll never use a knife on him again. If I don't keep my word, I'll cut off my own hand." She threw the knife away.

"Don't be impulsive, listen to me first."

"I really know I was wrong, he can hit me, scold me, just let him come back!" "That, he couldn't, don't..." Chen Chen Zhangrui couldn't speak.

Sugar Cube stayed at Shen Zhong Huaien's house to prevent his wife from doing anything extreme. Chen Chen Zhangrui returned to the office, rubbing his eyebrows constantly.

The phone rang again; it was his superior calling.

Chen Chen Zhangrui had reported I don't know how many times, and he didn't want to report anymore now.

After work, Chen Chen Zhangrui suddenly received a message with five characters written on it: "The Call of the Sea Swallow." Chen Chen Zhangrui wanted to reply, but after thinking for a moment, he called back directly.

"Is the news reliable?"

"Director Chen, no one dares to say they have 100% reliable news. I can only say the source is relatively credible." "Where did you get the news?"

"Don't ask me that. I risked my life to send this news to you." "Tell me more..."

"I can't tell you anymore, I have to hang up quickly." Chen Chen Zhangrui looked at his phone again.

The Call of the Sea Swallow.

He called secretary Liu Ning: "Has Director Li returned?"

"No, he has been investigating clues about the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang with Tang Yuan and Lightbulb; he's gone crazy, no one can stop him!" "There is an organization called The Call of the Sea Swallow; help me check the address of this organization."

Liu Ning had some impression of this organization: "Director Chen, this doesn't seem to be a dark energy organization." "Check it first."

Chen Chen Zhangrui hung up Liu Ning's phone and then called his superior...

The next morning, Director Gao Gao Yina came to the Dark Star Bureau. Chen Chen Zhangrui reported the matter of the intelligence again. Director Gao first asked: "Does Director Li Qi know about the relevant situation?"

Chen Chen Zhangrui shook his head: "Director Li doesn't know. He is investigating clues about the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang with all his might. Once I tell him this news, I'm afraid he will take extreme actions." Gao Gao Yina sighed: "You also know that such actions are extreme?"

Chen Chen Zhangrui shook his head: "I want to get permission from my superiors to investigate The Call of the Sea Swallow organization first."

Gao Gao Yina said: "The Call of the Sea Swallow is a literary society, a literary society composed of literary enthusiasts from Da Huan Country and Rafsha Country. You say this literary society is the core organization of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang; such an absurd argument must have some basis."

"This is a clue I obtained through special channels."

"Then tell me your special channel!"

"This channel cannot be told."

"Then how can my superiors approve your action? The Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang incident has already brought us great pressure, and we are now at the forefront of public opinion."

"We are at the forefront?" Chen Chen Zhangrui was a bit agitated. "The Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang has created so many vicious incidents, they murdered our director, and we still have to be condemned by public opinion?"

"Director Chen, please calm down. So far, you haven't been able to produce any evidence to prove that the series of vicious incidents were committed by the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang. The current public opinion trend has placed the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang in the position of a victim!"

Chen Chen Zhangrui raised his voice: "The incident at the Dark Star Bureau was the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang's silencing operation!"

Gao Gao Yina's voice was also not low: "Evidence? You have no evidence at all! The only clue you have is the cause of death of the victims in this incident. You determined that they died from a Dance Cultivation technique, similar to Du Du Wenming's usual method.

This doesn't even count as substantive evidence. Even if the evidence is confirmed and Du Du Wenming's suspicion is confirmed, you can't even prove that Du Du Wenming is a member of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang!

Any substantive evidence related to the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang cannot be found. Now you want to investigate a literary society. How many international disputes are we going to cause by involving this?" Chen Chen Zhangrui was speechless.

Yes, it was his fault for being useless. Li Qi caught live ones, but he still couldn't get a confession. Interrogating too tactfully was useless, and interrogating too directly might cause the other party to explode.

Gao Gao Yina stood up and said: "Director Chen, before taking action, I hope you can maintain more of the rationality that a professional should have.

In addition, if Director Li Qi cannot fulfill the responsibilities of the person in charge of the Dark Star Bureau, we will send someone to take over Director Shen's position. Please prepare for the work handover."

Gao Gao Yina left.

Chen Chen Zhangrui sat silently in his office for a long time. He took out his phone and called Li Qi.

Liao Liao Zihui stood in front of the office window, looking at the sunset in Puluo Continent, and then looked at the record in his hand.

This was a new piece by Jiang Jiang Mengting. Liao Liao Zihui wanted to send a copy to Shen Zhong Huaien, but before he could send it, he received news from the Dark Star Bureau.

For so many years, bumping into each other with Shen Zhong Huaien, there were actually quite a few conflicts between the two.

Shen Zhong Huaien wasn't a good person either, and he had done quite a few things behind his back to trip him up.

But he was just gone like this...

"I guess you can't avenge this grudge. There are too many things to consider in the Outer Provinces," Liao Liao Zihui muttered to himself, "If this were in Puluo Continent, such a bastard wouldn't even live past..."

Halfway through his words, Liao Liao Zihui choked up.

Secretary Ling Suqing knocked on the door and said: "There is a person named Jia Jia Heqing who says he wants to see you."

"Jia Jia Heqing? How come I haven't heard of..." Liao Liao Zihui was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Please invite him in."

Ling Suqing didn't recognize Jia Jia Heqing either, but since Liao Liao Zihui nodded, Ling Suqing invited him in.

This person looked to be forty-five or forty-six years old, wearing a woolen coat, a bowler hat, and a handlebar mustache. His attire was very exquisite, and his status didn't seem low.

After a few pleasantries, both sides sat down, and Liao Liao Zihui asked directly: "Young Master He, you are so bold. Do you know you are a wanted criminal? You actually dare to come to the Customs Hall?"

Jia Jia Heqing was He He Jiaqing.

He He Jiaqing explained: "General Manager Liao, if there wasn't an urgent matter, I wouldn't dare to step through your door even if I had a hundred guts."

Liao Liao Zihui laughed: "You came for your family's business, right? This matter shouldn't be brought to me!"

He He Jiaqing nodded: "I know, this matter is on Li Qi."

Liao Liao Zihui advised: "It's best not to go to Li Qi now. He's going crazy; if any sentence sets him off, you won't be able to keep your business at all. You say you know Du Du Wenming's whereabouts; there must be a cause and effect here, right? If Li Qi asks, you have to let me explain it clearly, right?"

He He Jiaqing simply told the truth: "Du Du Wenming has a mark on him, left by an expert. He couldn't remove it himself, so he asked me for help.

Because Du Du Wenming is ruthless, I didn't dare to offend him at the time, so I helped him remove the mark. But for the sake of precaution, I inserted a mark on him, so I do know where Du Du Wenming is.

It's just that I didn't expect Du Du Wenming to bury the mark I removed on Li Qi's territory, which caused a misunderstanding between me and Li Qi. I want to take this opportunity to clear up the misunderstanding; please trouble you to build a bridge in the middle!"

Liao Liao Zihui nodded slightly: "Okay, I believe you. I'll contact Li Qi now." Ba8aa

Morgue. The staff were all asleep. Li Qi used a music box to put them all to sleep. "The butterflies fly away, the heart is also not there. In the desolate long night, who will come to wipe the tears from the cheeks?

Is it greed for a little dependence, greed for a little love? Old fate should be ended but is hard to end, replaced by full of sorrow..."

He sat alone beside Shen Zhong Huaien's corpse, holding a spring-driven phonograph, playing *Wild Grass and Idle Flowers Meet Spring* over and over again. Li Li Banfeng tried the Fool Cultivation technique, but it didn't work.

The psychic sensed it, and according to their deduction, when the corpse was discovered, Shen Zhong Huaien's soul had already gone far away. The stylus slid to the end, and the song finished playing.

Li Li Banfeng put down the phonograph and returned to the "Personal Residence." He took off his jacket and took off his sweater.

He put on a white shirt and tied a black tie.

He put on a black suit, slim-waisted and broad-shouldered, a style unique to Puluo Continent. He took a bowler hat from the closet and put it on his head.

Walking out of the "Personal Residence," he looked at Shen Zhong Huaien. "Little Shen, come to my office in a while." After saying that, he lowered the brim of his hat...

Chen Chen Zhangrui went to the carrier section and asked for a few dark energy carriers.

The carrier section chief asked about the purpose. Chen Chen Zhangrui laughed: "Taking it back for some research, I'll make up the procedure tomorrow." Returning to the office, Chen Chen Zhangrui smoked a cigarette.

The core organization of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang had been found, but no one paid attention to it.

He contacted Gao Gao Yina before, but Gao Gao Yina didn't support his investigation. He then contacted Li Qi, but Li Qi's phone couldn't get through.

He sent a message to Li Qi, telling Li Qi about the Sea Swallow Literary Society, but Li Qi didn't reply.

Who else can he find now?

Since you don't care, I'll care myself.

This matter must have an explanation no matter what.

Chen Chen Zhangrui drove to Yuerong District, Yueming Garden.

Yueming Garden is a private park. How to enter the park gate is the first problem in front of him.

Two kilometers away from the park gate, Chen Chen Zhangrui parked the car by the side of the road and put on a black down jacket. This down jacket was very thick and heavy; it was a dark energy carrier with the attribute of a "Recluse."

The Recluse has abilities similar to Residential Cultivation, with the talent of not being noticed by others.

Relying on this down jacket, Chen Chen Zhangrui dodged the park security and walked slowly toward the five-story villa in the center of the park.

In this villa lived the president of the Sea Swallow Literary Society and more than a dozen key members. They held a literary salon here for several days every month. Today was one of the days of the literary salon, and the parking lot in the park was full of cars.

Quite a few people came.

If the Sea Swallow Literary Society really was the same organization as the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang, judging by the number of vehicles, the main members of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang would all be present.

In the series of vicious incidents before, Chen Chen Zhangrui had fought with them and knew that the opponent's strength was not bad. Even without a clear professional boundary, the members of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang had mastered a large number of techniques in different fields. In the case of many people, the techniques cooperated with each other, and the difficulty of response was extremely great.

This was just encountering ordinary members. Chen Chen Zhangrui knew that Du Du Wenming was definitely a member of the Hundred Bai Bai Mo Fang. If he encountered him, given the current level of both sides, Chen Chen Zhangrui would definitely die.

He had no hope of revenge; he just wanted to find some clues, some solid evidence. Shen Zhong Huaien's corpse was still in the morgue; the matter had to have a result. Chen Chen Zhangrui activated the recorder on his chest. Even if he didn't return, he had to leave this footage behind; he had to prove he had been here!

Walking near the villa, Chen Chen Zhangrui first observed the position of the bodyguards.

According to his experience, there wouldn't be few bodyguards around such figures, but Chen Chen Zhangrui observed for a long time and not only didn't find any bodyguards standing guard or patrolling, he didn't even find any greeters at the door.

Chen Chen Zhangrui was a high-level Seeker; he hadn't seen wrong. There was indeed no one around the villa.

Today was a literary salon, and many people came. Why was the villa so deserted? Could it be that the intelligence gathered before was wrong, and this month's literary salon wasn't held here? Even if the news was wrong, Chen Chen Zhangrui didn't want to come for nothing.

Take a look in the villa; perhaps he could find some clues.

A hundred meters away from the villa gate, a pungent fishy smell hit his face.

This was the smell of blood. At this distance, a high-level Seeker's sense of smell wouldn't be wrong. He walked quickly into the villa gate. In the hallway, the red carpet was very sticky.

Chen Chen Zhangrui lowered his head and took a look, feeling that the color of this carpet was very strange. Near the wall, the original color of the carpet seemed to be dark yellow. The carpet was stained red?

That's right, it was stained red; it was that smell.

Following the hallway into the hall, the crystal chandelier was still on. The dark yellow crystal lamp swayed gently with the beautiful *Sleeping Beauty Waltz*, and it was masked by the continuous bloodstains on the walls, floors, and tables.

There were more than a dozen people on the sofa, with their heads lowered, leaning against the backrests, half-lying and half-sitting. There were dozens of people lying in the center of the hall, either lying on their stomachs or on their backs, in various postures.

There was a person hanging on the wall, a feather duster piercing through his chest. He was stuck to the wall, still struggling hard.

Gu Hao.

The Dark Star Bureau's communication section chief.

Blood flowed down the wall. In Gu Hao's throat, there could still be some slurred sounds. Chen Chen Zhangrui came to Gu Hao's side and lowered his voice: "Who killed these people?"

"Li, Qi, he came in, danced first, then, killed everyone..." Li Qi saw the message Chen Chen Zhangrui sent.

Chen Chen Zhangrui continued to ask: "What exactly was the task Director Shen assigned to you? Why didn't you tell Director Li?" Gu Hao answered slurredly: "I just, told him..."

"What exactly was the task content?"

"Coordinates, the coordinates of the magnetic storm weapon, Director Shen asked me to tell Li Qi, I just, told him..."

Chen Chen Zhangrui wanted to take Gu Hao back for authentication, but looking at the position of the feather duster, it seemed he wouldn't live until that time. ===== CHAPTER 636 =====

Chen Chen Zhangrui continued to ask, "What exactly is the mission Director Shen assigned you? Why didn't you tell Director Li?" Gu Hao gave a vague reply, "I just... told him..."

"What exactly is the content of the mission?"

"Coordinates, the coordinates of the magnetic storm weapon. Director Shen told me to tell Li Qi. I just... told him..."

Chen Chen Zhangrui wanted to take Gu Hao back for verification, but after glancing at the position of the feather duster, it seemed he wouldn't live long enough for that.