It seems that Kang Wenhai had indeed made a deal with the Cult of the Descendants to buy "divine luck".
After Kang Wenhai finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Hong with a pleading look and begged, "Director Zhou, I have explained everything I know. Please, let me go! My wife and children are in the hotel, I really can't let anything happen to me!"
Zhou Hong frowned upon hearing this and rebuked him harshly, "You are connected to a terrorist cult, and you still want me to let you go? What are you dreaming about? Tell me! How many terrorist activities have you participated in by the cult? Tell me the truth!"
"Cult?! Terrorist activities?!" Kang Wenhai's eyes widened instantly upon hearing this. He was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he almost jumped up in surprise.
He shook his head frantically and denied it again and again: "No, I didn't! Mr. Zhou, I am doing business honestly. The business environment in our Anshi is so good. I am busy making money. How could I possibly join a cult or engage in terrorist activities? I am not crazy! There must be some misunderstanding here!"
Zhou Hong stared at Kang Wenhai closely, not missing any expression on his face.
Under Kang Wenhai's uneasy gaze, Zhou Hong pondered and said, "The Yu Yuan you contacted is a high-ranking member of the evil cult "The Cult of the Gods". The fortune you bought was a trick used by the Cult of the Gods to deceive people. Now you tell me that you don't know the Cult of the Gods?!"
Hearing this, Kang Wenhai's face turned red with anxiety, as if he was about to cry.
He hurriedly explained: "I, I only bought the fortune once! They said that after buying the fortune, my business would be able to reach a higher level, so I bought it. I really didn't know they were a cult organization!"
Kang Wenhai added with a sad face, "Director Zhou, please, please believe me! I admit that I solicited prostitution, gambled, and made pregnant women have abortions, but I am really a good person! I have never participated in any terrorist activities!"
Zhou Hong's eyes were fixed on Kang Wenhai, as if he was judging the truthfulness of his words.
After a while, Zhou Hong asked in a deep voice: "When you were buying the divine luck, where did you go, who did you meet, and how much do you know about the cult of the Advent God... Tell us everything now!"
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After breakfast, Xia Shige put on a thick cotton jacket, a leather hat and goggles, and then went out to 1501.
The temperature outside is extremely low now, and the world seems to be frozen.
As Xia Shige walked in the corridor, she felt as if she was in an ice cellar. Even wearing a thick down jacket, she could not stop the biting cold from penetrating into her skin and deep into her bones.
She didn't even dare to breathe deeply. Every breath she took felt like a thousand needles piercing her respiratory tract and lungs, causing pain in her internal organs.
When she went downstairs, she found that some parts of the walls in the corridor had even fallen off. She didn't know if it was cracked by the low temperature.
Arriving at the door of 1501, Xia Shige knocked hard. The door seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he could faintly hear the sound of ice breaking when he knocked.
On the other side of the door, Qiao Nana heard a knock on the door. Wrapped in a thick quilt, she tiptoed from the bedroom to the living room. She lay on the sofa blocking the door like a caterpillar, and looked out carefully through the peephole.
Only after she saw clearly that the person standing outside the door was Xia Shige did she breathe a sigh of relief. She quickly moved the sofa and cabinet that were blocking the door and opened the door for Xia Shige.
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