Chapter 248 Textbooks
Chen Chuan stood at the edge of the ritual pattern, keeping an eye on the changes in the second me. After waiting for about two or three minutes, he saw the blur suddenly disappear. His eyes lit up, and he almost immediately walked forward and dug up the soil there.
At this moment, the dummy inside disappeared, leaving only the upper jaw bone.
Success!
He bent down and reached out to pick up the upper jawbone. At the moment of contact, he saw waves of intense emptiness coming from the second me.
Obviously, if you don't touch it, you can't feel it.
This is what he wants.
Now, the problem here has been solved. As long as the maxillary bone is brought back, no one here will be attacked again.
He put the things into his bag and left.
While he was dealing with this matter here, the "city cleanup team" in Central City had already cleaned up the scene of the Golden Shrimp Building.
The city cleanup team is not just about collecting corpses and cleaning up the scene, but is also responsible for identifying traces and collecting data to restore the scene and specific process at the time.
These will eventually be uploaded to "Posha" for data storage, so that the next time a similar situation occurs, data comparison can be performed.
However, all the information records of the scene were deleted by Wu Bei, and the bodies of most people were destroyed by gang members who arrived later, making it impossible to make an accurate restoration.
Therefore, the only way to supplement the details is to have the people who arrive at the scene record them in written form. However, since written records are based on experience and subjectivity, they cannot be used as first-hand records according to regulations. They can only be used as references, and their importance is greatly reduced. If they are brought back, they will most likely be sealed in a remote corner.
But the aftermath of this incident has not subsided. The Jinxia team has its own headquarters and an elite team. In addition to legitimate commissions, it also has its own gray channels. In addition to doing shameful private work for the upper echelons, it also often does some shameful and illegal business with certain gangs.
Such a team was destroyed within a day, and immediately reporters and news media teams with a keen sense of smell rushed in to dig out the inside story.
The Jinxia team did make confessions to several important figures in the past, but no one has commented on it now, and even the traces of these people's existence were completely erased afterwards.
Just as Chen Chuan thought, unless there are extremely deep interests involved or even family relations between the two parties, these people will not only not support the Jinxia team, but will quickly cut off ties with them when they see something wrong. After all, there are plenty of people working for them, and when one batch is gone, they can just replace it with another.
This incident also caused quite a stir in the client circle, but no one spoke up for the Jinxia team, because these people never followed the rules, were very ruthless, and had almost no bottom line. Even some people who felt that they were very cruel could not stand it.
That is to say, this group of people mainly accept unusual commissions and do some shady work in private. There is not much business overlap between them and the clients, so no one says much about it normally. But this time, no one sympathizes with the downfall, but instead everyone is gloating.
After Lao Qi dealt with Xiaoman's matter, he returned home, found a place to hide the money bag, and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already noon the next day.
He first saw the message his daughter left in the blog, and couldn't help but smile.
Considering that he had something to do these two days, he entrusted his daughter to the care of his brother-in-law. Now it seems that she is having a lot of fun.
Then he saw the contact interface flashing non-stop. The intensity of the light was so intense that it almost made him dizzy. He stood up to wash up while opening it to check, and asked knowingly, "Aji, what's going on so early in the morning?"
Someone couldn't wait to speak up: "Lao Qi, you know what? That Golden Shrimp Team is finished."
Lao Qi pretended to be serious and said, "Golden shrimp? Which golden shrimp?"
"Which other Golden Shrimp?" The voice suddenly became louder. "The Golden Shrimp commissioned team."
"What?" Old Qi's tone revealed shock and disbelief. "It's actually them?"
"That's them! You don't know, the scene was terrible. I heard that all the implants and equipment were stripped off. Tsk, such rough methods are obviously the work of the Moss Gang. They only pick the good ones and don't want the junk or cheap stuff.
If it were those guys in the sewer, how could there be any bodies left? The Moss Gang had made a killing this time. How could such a good thing not happen to them?
Lao Qi cooperated and acted surprised: "You say that? It wasn't the Moss Gang who did it, and they got away with it?"
His tone was slightly exaggerated, which was not his usual style, but fortunately the guy opposite was in high spirits and wanted to satisfy his desire to talk, so he didn't pay much attention to this.
"Who says it's not? When the Moss Gang arrived, the job was already done. Tsk, tsk, Jing Li spent a lot of money on these people. Maybe all the profits over the years were invested in them. If this job was all done by my brother, he could retire tomorrow."
These words made Lao Qi feel a little painful. Yes, this was a huge sum of money.
But in reality, they can't make any money from it. Dealing with this kind of black goods requires channels and background. Otherwise, the goods will rot in their hands and they won't be able to get rid of them. In the end, they will just become a custodian who looks after other people's things.
He then asked nervously and expectantly, "By the way, you haven't told me yet, who did it?"
The guy on the other side lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "I heard it was from the government."
"Someone from the government?" Lao Qi was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, that should be correct. You know what? It is said that the security team turned around right after Jing Li's men died. They retreated so quickly, and the people who took action don't seem like the company's style, so they can only be government officials."
"That makes some sense..." Lao Qi thought to himself that it was good that everyone thought this way, so that Brother Chen and they would not be involved.
He chatted for another ten minutes, ended the call with this person, and looked at the client's contact platform, and found that everyone was discussing this matter.
They expressed their admiration for the group of people who took action, and wondered who they were.
Lao Qi was also a participant. Looking at those words of praise and admiration, he felt secretly happy, but he couldn't say it actively. He could only hold it in his heart, so he felt a little itchy in his heart.
In the end, he simply decided to turn a blind eye and closed the interface, then made himself some breakfast. Halfway through, he received a message from Chen Chuan, asking him to count the cash in the purse when he had time and to let him know later.
Lao Qi suddenly felt that he was trusted. After agreeing, he went back to count the money and found that it was an integer, exactly 100,000 yuan.
This amount of money is really not small, and it can be called a huge sum. I knew there was a lot of it, but I didn't expect it to be so much.
He immediately contacted Chen Chuan and Wu Bei and informed them of the amount.
Wu Bei was a little curious: "They kept so much cash, are they planning to buy something?"
Lao Qi pondered and said, "It's possible, but they also take a lot of illegal work privately, and the money can't go through the platform, so it's also possible that someone else gave them a deposit."
Chen Chuanshuo said, "Don't worry about the purpose. Everyone has contributed to this. You two can take some away with you."
Wu Bei thought about it and said okay. He was not short of money, but he felt that if he didn't take it, it would seem difficult for others to take it either, so he decided to take it himself.
Lao Qi said seriously: "Brother Chen, Brother Wu, I'm not pretentious. I need the money, but I only put in a little effort this time, so I can only take the part that I deserve." Although he urgently needs the money, he will not reach out for it if it does not belong to him. He knows his own worth.
Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "How about this: Brother Wu and I will each take 25,000 yuan, and Lao Qi, you'll take 5,000 yuan. The rest will be used as the team's public fund. Lao Qi, I'll give you another 20,000 yuan as an expense from the public account. You can go and replace your implants. Going forward, you must contribute more to the team."
Wu Bei also said, "Yes, Lao Qi, your implant is too old, you should get a new one."
When Lao Qi knew that two people were taking care of him, he felt touched. This time he did not refuse, but said solemnly: "Okay, I will go change it later."
Twenty thousand yuan is not even a fraction of the cost to replace a high-end implant, but if it is just for upgrading and expansion and is limited to civilian use, it is enough to be frugal. The key is to find a reliable implant doctor to maximize its function.
After Chen Chuan finished the call, he looked at the upper jaw bone on the desk in the study. After this strange story, he didn't need medicine for the time being.
But strange stories don’t exist indefinitely. If they fail to influence people outside, they will likely die out over time.
This is also why when all the people in a place die out, the ghost stories will disappear.
And he has a second me to bear the invasion for him, so it is equivalent to creating an uninhabited environment. After a long time, it will disappear, but it will last for a long time, a few months should be no problem, and the demand for medicine will not be so urgent.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the world, finding the teacher who had tried to contact him before.
I didn't have time before, but now I can reply. After all, he is a teacher in the college, and it is also the vacation time. It would be impolite not to reply to anyone who sends him a message.
He sent a message back following the message. He thought he would have to wait for a while, but unexpectedly, the call was connected very quickly.
"Is this Teacher Wu? I'm student Chen Chuan."
"It's me."
Teacher Wu spoke in a deep, low voice, "Hello, Chen."
Chen Chuanshuo said, "I've read the information you showed me, Teacher Wu. You said you could help me improve my combat skills in a short period of time?"
"That's undeniable."
Teacher Wu replied with certainty, "I have personally taught over 300 students. This is all factually verifiable. I have extensive teaching experience. You can choose to trust me."
Chen Chuan thought about it and realized that a large number actually doesn’t mean anything, because good teachers actually take the elite route and teach a small number of students, but focus on quality.
He asked politely, "Teacher Wu, do you have any suggestions?"
"Student Chen Chuan, I've read your information. You're from a small city. Of course, I don't mean to look down on you. I'm just stating a fact: the fighting techniques of small places still carry traditional and backward concepts.
I have a set of tutorials here that, if you follow them, will address your deficiencies and ensure you pass the school's assessment. They're not expensive right now, so I can give you a discount." He handed me a guide, "Take a look first..."
Chen Chuan took a look and said politely, "Okay, Teacher Wu, please let me take a look first."
On the other side of the communication interface, in a messy, dark room, a man with deep wrinkles on his forehead, who looked a little nervous, ended the call. His eyes became fixed as he stared out the window, repeating over and over again: "I'll find me again, I'll find me again..."
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(End of this chapter)
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