Chapter 192 Target

“I’ve been waiting for you in this treehouse for a long time, but you haven’t come.”

"I understand your predicament. Fortunately, the doctor I requested has arrived."

“Something worse happened, but you didn’t know it.”

"I'm starting to miss you. Maybe you'll have a way."

"But I know I have the courage to face all of this."

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After finalizing all the schedules, Lu Jin was invited to a banquet hosted by the salon. Before even arriving at the venue, he immediately realized that his trick of blending into the crowd and pretending to be a passerby would no longer work.

As he walked into the passageway in front of the meeting hall, he was checking the life status of several operatives who could be of use—but most of them were dead—he really didn't understand why the higher-ups would send people to Siberia when the reinforcement screening was already over. That group just happened to run into the Mirror of Eternal Dreams, and when they were found, there wasn't a trace left.

The 'repayment theory' also exacerbated many conflicts several times over—for example… small-group brawls, of course, just symbolic emotional venting. And it wasn't just two sides fighting; there were at least four different departments involved, including a few guys with a background in free fighting. As a post-mission celebration, these hardened criminals couldn't wait to throw themselves into a sea of ​​alcohol and hallucinogens. Eoubs never lacked such consumables or other outrageous behavior—basically, it was E-level personnel who liked to cause trouble, and every fight resulted in someone dying.

There's no way around it; being at the very bottom of the Eoubs hierarchy, these kinds of people, even after leaving headquarters, will turn their ordinary lives into something resembling a massacre scene during a control mission.

Just then, one of the operatives caught his eye, threw the person he was holding to the ground, and looked just like a student encountering a school leader during an inspection. He even nodded very seriously to Lu Jin.

His opponent, who was about to pounce, immediately stopped when he noticed Lu Jin watching them. He wiped the blood from his nose, smiled and nodded at him.

Within seconds, everyone who was beating him stopped and greeted him or nodded in acknowledgment.

Lu Jin was taken aback by the sudden compliment, but quickly came to his senses—it was probably because of He Yu; after all, the two used to be in the same group. Now he was a "big star" at Eoubs, and he really felt like his entire family had benefited from his success…

He shrugged, gave a friendly smile, and said, "Never mind me, you guys continue."

The group bowed to him, and as soon as Lu Jin turned and walked away, they immediately resumed their bowing.

A call came through the communication channel. He glanced at it; it was from an unknown source, but not just anyone could connect to his terminal. Just as he was about to find a secluded spot, he suddenly heard someone call his name from behind.

Lu Jin turned his head and saw four men still in formal attire squeezing through the group of people fighting. One of them raised his hand, waved his badge, and said, "The adjudication department wants to see you."

There was an awkward silence around him for a while, and he put on an innocent and bewildered look.

"You've got the wrong person, haven't you?"

Although most of the interrogators in Eoubs these days only have a presence in the role-playing stories or restricted banquets planned at the salon, these idiots still have quite a say when it comes to doing serious business, at least to someone like Lu Jin who is still a D-level—who told him to be absent for half a year and to have missed three promotion missions.

The group smiled, then introduced themselves in a fairly polite manner, and showed him the investigation documents specially authorized by the salon's staff—of course, they couldn't interrogate the operations department employees at will; they needed permission from higher-ups.

The leader was young, clearly newly appointed, and had a more approachable smile than the others. He said, "Mr. Lu, we are investigating a murder case that has been shelved for a long time. As you know, we've been very busy lately, and many things have been delayed, so we hope to get your assistance."

He thought to himself, "Wow, that's really something. The scene looks so harmonious, but it's actually quite threatening."

—This is such a clear symbol that every word tells you that they have enough power to kill at will, that you have been targeted, and that you should give up on resisting.

Lu Jin smiled broadly and said he would definitely cooperate.

“That’s wonderful. Well then… if you could tell us exactly what you did in Hall 01202-C27 in the East Wing of Euubs before the promotion banquet,” the man paused, then smiled and said, “we would be extremely grateful.”

Lu Jin's smile remained unchanged; no matter how big the trouble was, he showed not the slightest sign of panic.

He knew exactly what he was doing back then. In the salon's lavishly decorated and erotic bedroom, he had murdered a loudmouthed idiot, the guy's entire head sinking into the carpet. The scene was incredibly bloody.

The interrogators exchanged glances, and the leader continued, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, but I hope you'll think carefully before you answer. The person who died wasn't some piece of trash who just died easily. This is a very serious matter, and it shouldn't just be left like this. Mr. Gore can't intervene right now, so we hope you can understand the adjudication department's good intentions, and—"

He paused for a moment, then said in a strange tone, "We spent a lot of money and manpower to find out something. Those guys at the salon didn't just invite you to a party out of thin air."

“I’m with Sheen,” Lu Jin said, then turned and shouted to the group of people still performing freestyle fighting, “Can anyone help me find Sheen Connelly?”

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