Chapter 238 The joys and sorrows of humans and demons are not shared.

According to internal documents from the National Security Bureau, these five assassins are notorious figures on the international wanted list. They are all extremely ruthless and decisive, and their crimes are too numerous to count.

This time, they were hired by Sienna and received a large sum of dirty money. They took a huge risk and secretly brought the so-called Miss Ouyang into the country illegally. Their plan was to kill her and run away without leaving any trace.

Unexpectedly, the net of justice is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it.

That same evening, he was apprehended on the spot by Chinese government officials.

The group of National Security Bureau agents were overjoyed. Who would have thought that just by going out for a late-night snack, munching on crayfish, and enjoying the evening breeze, their performance targets would come knocking on their door?

Illegal entry, illegal possession of firearms, murder, kidnapping—this series of charges is enough to send these people to jail for the rest of their lives.

With a grateful heart, I thank you for being there.

I hope Mr. Zhang will have more great projects like this in the future, so please remember to invite them!

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On the afternoon of the second day, all the physical examination results finally came out.

While transmitting via the internet is convenient and fast, Qin Yuechuan, with his strong sense of responsibility, was concerned about information security, so he personally took all the documents and delivered them to Zhang Mo at the Qiushan Orphanage.

A half-meter-tall cardboard box, looking quite heavy, was filled with neatly bound, densely packed documents.

The top one is an Excel spreadsheet.

The reception room was recently renovated; the tables and chairs are all brand new, some still with their protective films on.

However, there's no need to worry about formaldehyde from the new renovation. The green plants planted by the spring deity "Jumang" on the windowsill have already purified the entire area, and the air is filled with a fresh scent.

With a worried look on his face, Qin Yuechuan placed the cardboard box on the table. Without even tearing off the protective film on the stool, he sat down and said, "This is the name of all the people who participated in the physical examination. I have marked the names of all the employees who suffered brain damage in red. You can take a look."

I've also marked the degree of damage from smallest to largest using numbers 1 to 10.

If you need more detailed information, I can find more details for you.

Zhang Mo glanced at it and noticed that some of the names marked in red were ones she didn't recognize. She then handed the form to Jiu Xuan and asked, "Take a look and see what their identities are."

Jiu Xuan stared at the form, her eyes scanning it rapidly as she read out names, her head furrowing deeper and deeper: "Mermaid (Jiang Mian), Taotie (Xiao Tao), Lili (Li Yue), Zhulong (Long Xi), Diting, Yingyu, Dijiang..."

(Science Popularization Section)

Di Ting: With a tiger's head, a single horn, dog's ears, a dragon's body, a lion's tail, and a qilin's feet, it is said to be a spiritual beast lying under the desk of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. It can recognize all things in the world by listening, and is especially good at listening to people's hearts.

Yingyu: It has the body of a fish and the wings of a bird. It lives in the Yangshui of Guishan. Its appearance is sure to bring great floods. It is a demonic fish that symbolizes floods.

Dijiang: Resembling a yellow, fiery red scabbard, he has six legs and four wings but no face. Yet, he is skilled in music and dance and is revered as the Central Heavenly Emperor who controls the spirit of song and dance.

"..." Hearing these resounding names, Qin Yuechuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and cold sweat slid down his spine from the back of his neck. He felt as if the temperature around him had dropped ten degrees in an instant.

Initially, he thought it wasn't a big deal because there weren't many names listed on the form, less than 10.

But hearing these "SSR" level names, all representing the pinnacle of the demon race, I knew this was no small matter...

The air conditioner's outdoor unit was humming outside the window. Qin Yuechuan loosened his tie and looked at Zhang Mo with difficulty, asking, "Have you found any clues about who started this?"

Zhang Mo unconsciously rubbed the plastic film still attached to the edge of the table with her fingertips, and slowly said, "There is a suspect... but it seems there is no clear evidence."

To everyone's surprise, Jiu Xuan slammed the form on the table and said firmly, "There's no need to doubt it, it's Wang Heng, I'm sure of it."

Zhang Mo and Qin Yuechuan both looked at her.

Jiu Xuan's gaze fell on a name marked in red on the form.

Xiao Tao.

Damage level: 10.

She is the one in the table who suffered the most severe damage.

"Have I ever mentioned to you why Xiaotao and Yuhui are such good friends?" Jiuxuan asked, but her words were a digression.

Zhang Mo shook her head.

"That must have happened decades ago, but I can't remember the exact year."

For a period of time, seemingly due to policy reasons, your human race's faith in gods and demons declined rapidly, leading to an extreme scarcity of spiritual energy in the world.

This chain reaction has led to a depletion of resources in the mountains where we live.

Qin Yuechuan looked at Zhang Mo, but didn't say anything. He just made a "four" gesture.

Zhang Mo nodded.

Her guess was also based on that specific period of the "Destroy the Four Olds" movement...

"During that period, everyone was struggling to make ends meet. Some went into seclusion, while others hid away."

Around that time, a small, dying Taotie suddenly appeared in the mountains, as if its cultivation had been drained.

You know the Taotie, that kind of demon. It has an enormous appetite, and it definitely needs a lot of food to heal its injuries.

We scraped together some money for her, but it wasn't nearly enough.

Wang Heng told us not to waste food on her, saying that it's a dog-eat-dog world, and if she doesn't survive, that's her own problem.

This is why, when Zhang Mo first arrived, most of the monsters didn't want to pay any attention to her.

Because actually, not many people really like Wang Heng.

Therefore, he disliked his daughter because he hated her as well.

Wang Heng was appointed by Heaven as the administrator of the demon race.

Possessing the greatest power, the most skills, and the strongest strength.

But when other demons encountered difficulties, he said, "Trash should just live or die on their own."

"Later, it was Yu Hui who took Xiao Tao back and raised her by stealing and robbing from various rural towns and cities."

Perhaps on that day, looking at this little Taotie that Wang Heng regarded as a burden, he inexplicably empathized with himself who had always been disliked.

Jiu Xuan continued, "Actually, I found it very strange back then. Who had the courage and the need to harm a monster like Taotie?"

One must be far superior to the Taotie in both race and cultivation level.

Now, according to this table, after excluding all the victims, only Wang Heng remains.

Zhang Mo glanced down at the form and said sarcastically, "He's quite compliant with your demon race's hierarchy of contempt, specifically targeting those at the very top."

The Demon Race's Hierarchy of Disdain —

Legendary demons > ordinary animals becoming spirits > objects becoming spirits

Jiu Xuan sneered: "Then I really have to thank him for classifying me as an ordinary animal that has become a spirit, and for not harming me."

Qin Yuechuan felt a chill run down his spine and cautiously asked, "What is his purpose in doing this?"

Jiu Xuan: "What else could it be? Seeking immortality, of course."

He had already shown symptoms of the five signs of decay a hundred years ago.

If you knew you wouldn't live past a hundred, what would you do?

Zhang Mo: "...Is it possible that we were never meant to live another hundred years?"

Qin Yuechuan sighed, "Let alone a hundred years, I'd consider myself a long-lived person if I could live to the point where I receive my pension."

Jiu Xuan: "......"

This is what is meant by the fact that the joys and sorrows of humans and demons are not shared.