We didn't encounter any danger on the way here.

They only encountered two attacks from biker gangs, but they weren't the same group as the Sandcastle gang.

Qin Che only just learned that "motorcycle gangs" was a general term for bandit groups in the desert, and most of these bandits would use a motorcycle to carry out robberies.

Those with greater power usually target business travelers.

Those with less power will specifically target lone wolves.

It's also possible that Qin Che and Lina were just the two of them, and since they didn't see much luggage in the car, they only encountered two groups of people.

They were all eliminated by Qin Che.

It wasn't until they entered Xibao's territory and got on the highway that they were completely safe.

“Bandits dare not plunder within West Fort’s territory because West Fort has a powerful military force; those bandits know it’s like throwing an egg against a rock,” Lina said.

Qin Che sneered, "They're nothing but bandits and soldiers."

Hu Jinglin had told him that the new weapons testing ground of No. 1 Wall was near Xibao. Someone was driving a group of bandits, giving them money and food, and letting them plunder everywhere. The new weapons they carried were those bandits.

This is probably to collect operational data on the new weapons.

Qin Che had no interest in this intelligence.

However, if he wanted to investigate, he could still find out by relying on the 300 informants that Sha Qingsui had planted in Xibao.

In a city with a population of millions, 300 people may not seem like much, or even a drop in the ocean, but if they are dispersed and spread throughout the city, they can still serve as a significant source of information and intelligence.

Lina asked him, "What should we do after we get into the city?"

"I already have a plan. I'll go find someone first."

Lina asked, "Who do you want to find out who's targeting Wang Fang?"

Qin Che smiled and said, "We need to investigate everything, but I want to investigate Yuan Lin and the people behind him first."

Lina frowned and said, "This is not easy to investigate. We don't know if Yuan Lin is in West Fortress. Besides, only one of your 300 people can get close to Yuan Lin. And even if you find out, what can you do? Kill them all?"

Qin Che laughed heartily, "Do you see me as a butcher?"

Lina pouted and said, "You'd better not act rashly. If you're exposed in Westburg and the city is locked down to arrest you, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Qin Che pondered for a moment, his gaze intense.

In the previous simulator, at this time, the underground Awakening Department of Wall One had just been established.

He suddenly had an idea and said, "I want to investigate someone else."

"who?"

"Li Xin."

Who is Li Xin?

Qin Che smiled slightly. At the same time, their car had already entered the main road of the east gate of Xibao and merged with several business caravans.

"Li Xin, the head of the Awakening Department in the underground of Wall One."

Lina looked at him suspiciously, having no idea what the Underground Awakening Department was; she had never even heard of it.

...

The metal-bodied vehicle came to a stop beside a narrow street, half of its body tilted and parked on the sidewalk.

Lina parked the car rather roughly, then got out, slung her luggage over her shoulder, and followed Qin Che to the edge of a set of steps at the corner of the building complex, and walked down.

Qin Che appeared very calm on his first visit to Xibao.

He's here on business, not for sightseeing.

Westburg is indeed very prosperous. I heard that at night, it is full of neon lights, just like a city that never sleeps.

However, the more prosperous a place is, the more intense the shadows beneath its surface become...

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

He knocked on an iron gate in a distinctive rhythm.

A short while later, the square window at the entrance was pulled open with a snap, revealing a pair of hawk-like eyes that stared directly at Qin Che for a long time.

"I'm here to find the hook."

boom!

With a loud bang, the door was pulled open by a burly man, and the owner of those eyes was an old man as thin as a skeleton, who walked forward with his hands behind his back without saying a word.

Qin Che led Lina into the room.

In the basement, three or five people were standing or sitting, playing billiards and drinking. When they saw the new guest arrive, they all frowned and looked over.

They glanced at Qin Che's face, but their gazes eventually settled on Lina, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

A hint of disgust flashed across Lina's face, but she ultimately looked straight ahead as if she were in an empty space, following closely behind Qin Che with her chest out and head held high.

A wooden door was pulled open. Inside, the lights were off, but the glow of a television flickered. The room was cramped, with a mahjong table in the center. Four people sat around the table playing mahjong, surrounded by swirling smoke.

Stacks of cash were laid out in front of them. The young man with the most money sat in the corner where it was most convenient to watch TV, and without turning his head, asked, "Who is it?"

Qin Che sized him up. The young man was around 25 years old, wearing a leather jacket, with naturally curly hair and well-defined muscles. He wore three golden earrings in his left ear, and his right ring finger was missing. He was arranging his hand, which was a pure suit of bamboo tiles, and he was about to declare a winning hand.

The old man pointed at Qin Che.

The young man turned to look at him: "You were looking for me?"

"I'm asking you about someone," Qin Che said with a smile.

This man, known as 'Hook,' or as everyone called him, crossed his legs and smiled at Qin Che, saying, 'Can't you see I'm still busy? Why don't you go outside and wait for a while? I'll come out and entertain you personally soon.'

Qin Che chuckled.

A knife flew out of his waistband in an instant and plunged into the middle of the mahjong table, embedding itself halfway in.

Those deep blue eyes, like crystal, formed the most striking brilliance in the room.

Apart from the one with the hook, the three people at the mahjong table instantly changed color, stood up abruptly, put their hands behind their backs, and made a gesture as if they were about to draw their guns.

Click.

But before that, the dark gun barrels were already pointed at them.

Lina stood behind Qin Che like a loyal bodyguard. She drew her gun even faster, and after the Crocodile-10 rifle's trigger clicked, she had already put her index finger on the trigger.

The man with the crooked finger gripped the edge of the mahjong table with his severed finger, turned his head, and frowned, saying, "You dare to cause trouble here?"

Qin Che smiled and said, "I want to ask you about someone, right now."

The man with the hook stared at Qin Che for a long time with a stern face, then impatiently waved for everyone around him to leave.

After they left the room warily, the man with the hook closed the door, plopped down at the mahjong table, lit another cigarette, and said, "You can talk now."

Qin Che asked directly, "I'm looking for Song Shan. Where is he?"

The man with the hooked neck changed his expression, frowned, and sized up Qin Che several times. He got up to check if the door lock was closed properly, then walked back and bowed slightly to Qin Che, saying, "I am Song Shan. What are your orders?"

Qin Che held up three fingers and said, "Three things..."

"First, summon all the people you can currently command and contact to come see me."

"Second, help me find a safe place to stay."

"Third, if you're hungry, get something to eat."

Songshan had no objections, nodded slightly, and left the room.

Lina rolled her eyes at him: "That's it?"

Qin Che laughed and said, "You need to be well-fed and watered to have the energy to do things."