184: Preparing for investigation

He activated the Niyuan Qianshen Technique to deduce the situation, and the technique provided feedback; one source was right there on the pile of minced meat on the church platform, while the other source was hazy and indistinct, difficult to perceive, and vanished completely after a moment...

As for the latter, Chu Yuan knew where it was—it was precisely the Desolate Demon Secret Realm, one of the targets of his mission!

The Desolate Demon Secret Realm was different from ordinary Secret Realms; it had no fixed entrance.

It seemed to exist between illusion and reality, capable of appearing or disappearing at any time... just as Dikin had made it descend at the manor earlier.

Since it did not exist in the same space, it was normal that the Niyuan Qianshen Technique could not deduce its location; after all, the predecessor of this technique was of a relatively low level, and Chu Yuan had never studied it carefully anyway...

Feng Zhao had also reacted by this time and asked, "He didn't die?"

"You don't seem too surprised?"

Feng Zhao nodded calmly, "Dikin has always been quite hard to kill..."

Chu Yuan curled his lip. Hard to kill, my ass. He had simply been played.

If he hadn't agreed to Dikin's request at the beginning and hadn't let anyone out of the church... that damned illusion demon, no matter how capable it was, would have been smothered to death right here!

It acted as if it were something special, but in the end, didn't it just use those so-called 'poor souls'?

"Old Feng, do you think it was an accident, or did someone want to give me a warning?"

"This... I don't know..."

"Heh..." Chu Yuan let out a cryptic chuckle. "Let's go."

The original manor naturally could not be used for lodging, and the welcome banquet prepared for Chu Yuan could be said to be very imperfect; however, he didn't really care much.

Everyone was just an employee. Feng Zhao worked for the Zhenwu Bureau, and wasn't he also working for the Zhenwu Bureau? There was no need to treat himself as a master and others as servants... As long as they cooperated with his mission, that was enough.

If it weren't for the myriad law source liquid, he wouldn't have bothered to get involved in this mess... He would just keep working, and if he really had no leads, he would deal with it then... It wasn't like failure wasn't an option, right?

Anyway, he had already refined the myriad law source liquid, and besides, that thing wasn't a mission reward, but a prize from the ranking tournament...

Warm sunlight spilled onto the floor through the window. Chu Yuan lay on a recliner, flipping through the data on his terminal. This was the Wulong Hotel, the tallest and most luxurious in Mosa City.

It was located in the center of Mosa City, and no building around it was taller. The top five floors did not accept any Martial Artist below the Third Realm, even if they remained empty year-round, wasting a huge amount of maintenance costs...

Whether they were wealthy merchants or Martial Artists, the people of Mosa City took pride in having stayed at the Wulong Hotel, but in Chu Yuan's opinion, it was just okay.

When you have the power to destroy a city at will, any building or landmark... no matter how much people brag about it, the moment you think about how you could wipe it out with just a flick of your finger, it feels a bit ridiculous...

Of course, buildings like military garrisons or the Zhenwu Bureau headquarters definitely didn't count.

That said, the first stage of the mission was actually not hard to complete; the simplest method was to follow the list handed over by Feng Zhao's subordinates... and just start killing!

No need to judge, no need to screen; as long as someone was suspected of crossing the line, just execute them! Even if there was trouble later, it would most likely fall on Feng Zhao and his people... You were the ones who collected the intelligence, and you were mostly the ones who did the killing. If you didn't bear the consequences, who would?

No matter how Feng Zhao and his team operated—for example, by slipping people they didn't get along with into the list, or removing those they were close to or had taken bribes from—it didn't have much to do with Chu Yuan; he was simply 'deceived'.

But things shouldn't be done that way; he could choose to give up because it was troublesome, but he couldn't be muddled and ignorant. Otherwise, wouldn't he have become just like the kind of people he used to hate?

While he was thinking, a soft knock came at the door. Chu Yuan flicked a trace of Spiritual Qi to unlock it. "Come in."

"Inspector Chu, this is the data we compiled overnight..." A woman walked in carrying a stack of documents. She was one of Feng Zhao's team members, named Dong Yibai. What she was holding in her arms was less like data... and more like evidence of crimes.

Chu Yuan picked out a few copies to look at, his tone confused as he exclaimed, "You say this investigation action happens every ten or twenty years... How are these people still so bold? Do they never learn?"

Dong Yibai smiled awkwardly and didn't reply. In reality, no one would actively touch this red line at the beginning. Taking herself as an example, when she received the garrison mission, she had brought her relatives with her.

After all, garrison missions lasted a long time, sometimes reaching ten or twenty years or even longer... The Western Continent was not like the Outer Heaven Battlefield; it wasn't that dangerous, so naturally, one would want to bring their relatives over.

If people came, they had to have something to do, right? Not everyone had talent in the Martial Dao. Since they happened to have the status and strength, scraping together some good things for their family... that was just human nature, right?

As they scraped and scraped, they only realized they had crossed the line after coming to their senses. If you wanted to cut ties, your blood relatives would cry, scream, and beg... If you didn't cut ties, once the investigation mechanism started running, everyone would be finished...

"Oh, right, Inspector Chu; I met Commander Li downstairs... He wants to come and pay you a visit."

"Li Wei?" Chu Yuan glanced at Dong Yibai. "Is he so well-informed? Where is Feng Zhao?"

"Someone suspected of having Nightmare Pupils appeared in a city nearby, so the Captain went to investigate it personally..."

"Oh." Chu Yuan nodded. "Let him come up."

"Yes..."

"Inspector Chu is truly young and promising, a man of outstanding talent, hahaha..." Before the person arrived, a hearty laugh came through first.

The burly man in uniform following behind Dong Yibai squeezed through the doorway first, then turned back to complain to her, "Inspector Chu has finally come for a visit, why arrange this kind of place? I think your Captain Feng has really become muddled with age..."

There was still some lingering chill on his clothes, as if he had just experienced a long flight at high altitude.

Chu Yuan looked at him with a smile. "Commander Li is so free that he has time to come over personally?"

Li Wei's face turned bitter, and he sighed, "I have no choice but to come... Over the years, I've been busy with Cultivation and official duties, neglecting to care for my family. I didn't expect these brats to stir up such a huge mess... I've made you laugh, Inspector Chu..."

"Tsk... In that case, it seems Great Qin has failed you, oppressing you too heavily..."

"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"

"Since that's the case... I might as well play the good guy; I'll relieve you of your duties and let you go and properly care for and discipline your family. How about that?"