Chapter 605: The most intimate evil sacrifice in history, is there a traitor?
It was nearly noon, but the heavy blackout curtains kept out the light from the upper city.
The room was filled with a strange mixture of smells: the remnants of blood, the pungent smell of disinfectant, the sweetness that high-end aromatherapy tried in vain to cover up, and... a deeper, cold and eerie scent that seemed to come from another world.
The special envoy stood in the room without closing his eyes all night.
The [evil sacrifice ritual] was verified three more times, and the results were exactly the same as the first time!
The rolling thick black fog that seemed to be able to swallow all the light condensed on the ceiling every time!
The pair of evil pupils that constantly changed from deep black, deathly white, to bloody red emerged from the black fog every time.
Including the first attempt, the special envoy carried out a total of four [evil sacrifice ceremonies], and the evil sacrifice took place as scheduled four times.
Four summons, four responses, the evil priest's attendance rate reached an astonishing 100%!
This result made the special envoy feel a thrill and ecstasy deep in his soul despite being extremely tired!
You know, according to big data statistics, 99% of evil sacrificial rituals are those that have been verified to be successful and confirmed to be true.
At least it has to be held dozens of times before the evil sacrifice will respond once, and at most it has to be held hundreds of times before the evil sacrifice will respond once.
After all, the evil priest is either sleeping, or in a dimension where signals are difficult to transmit, or has long been lost in the long river of time, or simply disdains to respond to the call of the ants.
Like this... an evil sacrifice that is always available?
Unheard of! Unprecedented!
It felt like there was an evil priest who was online 24 hours a day to serve him, available at his beck and call. It was simply outrageous.
Although the special envoy still does not know the real name of this evil priest, he is unable to get a glimpse of the full outline of the evil priest.
But he was absolutely certain that the evil priest communicating behind the parchment scroll was definitely the most friendly evil priest in history.
The only problem is that every time the evil sacrifice comes, it will leave behind the same repetitive question:
[Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly...live?]
The special correspondent felt as if the guests always arrived on time for the banquet, but were never satisfied with the food and then just left.
"I clearly had the maid think about it repeatedly during the ritual, and even recite the answer to that question silently in her mind!"
The special commissioner stared at the latest stain on the ground and said irritably:
"Why is it still not working? Is it because the 'answer' I gave them is wrong? Or... are they not qualified?"
The Special Representative is more inclined to the latter possibility.
Those servants are physically disabled and mentally castrated. Can they understand the ultimate question of "the meaning of life"?
Their existence itself, in the eyes of the evil priest, is probably a defilement of the issue itself.
"So, what is a 'qualified' sacrifice that suits the taste of the evil sacrifice?" The special envoy pondered to no avail.
But the servants had obviously been ruled out, so he needed more samples, more different types of "test materials" for trial and error.
Thinking of this, the special envoy couldn't help but complain in his heart:
"No, they are not up to standard. Why do you always eat so cleanly?! Without even a scrap left?"
It felt like he was being deliberately taken advantage of, but he had no evidence and couldn't complain to the evil priest.
He can only be like a humble chef, constantly changing ingredients, hoping to accidentally make a "dish" that satisfies the other party.
"If only I could catch [Mask], I could get the correct answer directly from him." The special envoy couldn't help but think.
But it doesn’t matter. I have the parchment roll in my hand and I can slowly try and make mistakes and eventually I will get the right sample.
After all, the experimental material that the world has the most of is people, and you can have as many as you want.
Just as the special envoy's thoughts were churning, Feng Ju came to the villa in a hurry.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, he keenly noticed that the entire villa was becoming increasingly empty, and the number of servants was reduced by almost half.
Feng Ju's heart suddenly shuddered, a chill running down his spine, and his perception of the special envoy's ruthlessness was once again refreshed.
But then, an irrepressible heat surged up from the bottom of his heart. The more obsessed the special commissioner was with the evil sacrificial ritual, the easier it would be for him to take the bait he had carefully prepared.
Feng Ju suppressed the burning sensation in his eyes, quickly adjusted his expression, lowered his head slightly, and assumed a respectful attitude.
The special envoy walked down the stairs and stood a few steps away from Feng Ju.
He frowned and asked:
"Have you finished what I asked you to do?"
Feng Ju immediately lowered his head and lowered his voice deliberately, with a hint of "fear" and "self-blame":
"I asked Li Shang out last night. I was planning to take action, but something went wrong."
Before he finished speaking, the special envoy's face had become as gloomy as water.
These days he has heard enough excuses like "accidents" and "accidents", which are nothing more than excuses used by losers to cover up their incompetence.
The special envoy's patience was finally exhausted, and his eyes turned dangerous when he looked at Feng Ju.
"Forget it. Since you are so useless, I will use you as the sacrifice for the next experiment. It is a waste that still has some value."
The special envoy slowly raised his hand that was hanging by his side.
At this critical moment!
Feng Ju suddenly raised his head and said in a hurried voice
"Special Agent, I found [Mask]!"
It's like pressing the pause button!
The special envoy's raised hand froze in mid-air, and then slowly rested on Feng Ju's shoulder.
"What did you say?"
Feng Ju sneered in his heart, but swallowed hard on the surface, and began to explain quickly:
".......This is roughly what happened. I ambushed near the Blood Rose Bar several hours in advance.
The Blood Rose Bar is considered the headquarters of the Green Wolf Gang. Li Shang and Ma Bin were both there that night."
In order to increase credibility, Feng Ju described it in great detail.
"I hid opposite a bar. After confirming that Li Shang was inside, I called him and asked him out for supper in the name of 'congratulations on his upcoming promotion to the chief of the police station.' I was sure that Li Shang would not refuse..."
Feng Ju continued:
"I originally planned to follow Li Shang on his way from the bar to the restaurant, find the most secluded and most suitable section of the road, and then disguise it as a robbery and murder."
Feng Ju paused, and his tone became excited:
"As a result, on the way, I saw Li Shang sneaking into an alley and meeting someone."
The special envoy's fingers on Feng Ju's shoulders tightened unconsciously, and his breathing became heavy:
"Is it [Masked] Zheng Hang?!!"
Feng Ju met the special commissioner's gaze and nodded heavily:
“Yes, it’s [Mask].
Although the distance was far and the light was dim, even if he turned into ashes, I, Feng Ju, would never make a mistake. The person Li Shang secretly met was Zheng Hang. "
"call……"
The special envoy took a deep breath and a terrifying light flashed in his eyes, like a hungry wolf seeing a fat lamb.
He subconsciously licked his cracked lips:
"And then? Where is [Masquerade] now?"
Feng Ju shook his head and said, "I don't know."
The anxiety on the special envoy's face froze for a moment, and then turned into a rage that almost broke through his reason.
He felt his blood pressure soar instantly and he almost laughed out of anger on the spot. Feng Ju, are you fucking making fun of me?
"Special Commissioner, calm down. I am no match for [Mask]!"
Feng Ju did not dare to anger the special commissioner, and quickly tried to excuse himself.
"I'm alone. If I follow them rashly and get discovered, not only will I alert the enemy, but I'll also be killed."
"Besides, I was going to kill Li Shang at that time. In order to keep it secret, I didn't bring any helpers with me. The safest way is to let [Mask] leave and then bring back the news that Li Shang is the traitor to you."
The special envoy's chest heaved violently as he forcibly suppressed the urge to strangle Feng Ju.
He had to admit that although Feng Ju's explanation made him furious, his logic... was really not flawed.
With Feng Ju's strength, tracking down [Mask] alone is indeed tantamount to committing suicide.
Letting [Mask] run away is certainly hateful, but at least it has been confirmed that [Mask] is still in District 9 and is in contact with Li Shang.
"waste!"
The special envoy finally swore under his breath, but the murderous intent in his tone had mostly dissipated. He released his hand on Feng Ju's shoulder and paced a few steps in annoyance.
Seeing this, Feng Ju knew that the time was right and immediately threw out his real "trump card".
He took out his cell phone and presented it to the special envoy like a treasure:
“Although I was unable to track down where [Mask] went, I did not gain nothing last night.
I then rushed to the restaurant as agreed and had a midnight snack with Li Shang, pretending that I knew nothing.
During the dinner, I said a lot of nice things to Li Shang and tried to get him drunk. While he was unconscious, I secretly tampered with his phone.
Only with such twists and turns could Feng Ju's words gain the utmost trust of the special envoy. This was the experience he learned from interrogating prisoners.
The correspondent stared at the phone screen.
Feng Ju opened the screen and explained:
"Your phone and my phone can now monitor Li Shang's phone in real time and retrieve all his communication records and network records.
Then, I discovered that Li Shang would frequently log into a forum website and have private chats with a netizen with the digital ID '54576715'.
I suspect that the digital ID is [Masked] Zheng Hang."
He quickly swiped the screen and pulled up several screenshots of the saved chat records:
"Look, this is what they were chatting about!"
【Id: noon】：
I gave the parchment scroll to the special envoy. Is it really okay? Will he find out anything?
【Id：54576715】：
Don't worry, only by giving him the parchment can he trust you more and you can get promoted.
【Id: noon】：
Don't worry, as long as I become the director, if there is any move to arrest you in District 9, I will tell you the first time and give you an advance warning.
【Id：54576715】：
Yes. I will need you to help me keep an eye out and find some suitable "materials" when the time comes.
【Id: noon】：
Well, it's a small matter. However, the special envoy got the parchment scroll, would he try it himself? What if he made it...
【Id：54576715】：
Oh, just having the parchment scroll is not enough. He can only satisfy his greed by looking at it, but it cannot satisfy his real greed.
He is still missing the most crucial ingredient... and no one in the world knows what it is except me.
【Id: noon】：
I feel relieved when you say that. Can you fulfill part of what you promised me before? I have everything ready.
【Id：54576715】：
Okay, tomorrow night, I'll send you a message once I've confirmed the location. Remember, come here alone.
The light from the screen reflected in the correspondent's bloodshot eyes. He snatched the phone and read it word by word several times without blinking.
Every word was like a red-hot iron, burning hard on his nerves!
He held the phone tightly, and the screen was almost broken by him.
Although the content of the conversation is vague in some places and lacks comparison, with the wisdom of the special envoy, it is not difficult to infer the twists and turns in it.
Noon = Li Shang!
Materials = sacrifice!
Seasoning = the key step or item that makes the sacrifice "qualified" and can truly please the evil sacrifice!
"Good! Good! Good!"
The special envoy laughed in anger and said "OK" three times in a row.
"There was a rumor in the police station before, saying that Li Shang might be the umbrella for [Mask], but I didn't really believe it!
I thought someone was deliberately slandering him, but I didn’t expect…”
The special envoy felt like a fool and sneered:
“So he really is!
It was really a good show, and a good calculation, hehehe——"
Feng Ju observed the changes in the special envoy's expression and felt ecstatic.
He did not take out his mobile phone right away, but deliberately made up a story with many twists and turns, giving the special correspondent a huge surprise.
Only in this way can the special correspondent directly believe the chat content on the mobile phone.
It was a case of suppressing before praising. Of course, the anger of the special envoy was also raised.
The rage almost burned the special envoy's head, but at the same time, there was a chill as if he had fallen into an icy cave - his parchment scroll was actually "incomplete".
Still missing a "condiment"? ! !
Thinking about the promises he made in front of his mother last night, the special envoy's face turned green with anger.
He stared at Feng Ju intently, and his voice was so chilling that it seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Where did they meet?!"
Feng Ju shook his head in fear and trepidation:
"Replying to the special envoy, I have been keeping a close eye on Li Shang's phone. The ID 54576715 has not yet sent Li Shang the specific location, but according to their agreement, it must be tonight.
As soon as the news comes, we will know it immediately. At that time, I will immediately summon all the elite officers of the patrol station and contact the investigation department for dispatch..."
Before Feng Ju could finish his words, he was interrupted by the special envoy:
"No, don't invite so many people. What if there are Li Shang or [Mask]'s spies among them? Well, just the two of us will go tonight."
"It's bitten!" Feng Ju thought to himself.
His face showed a look of admiration as if he had suddenly realized something:
"You have thought it through carefully. Since [Mask] was able to bribe Li Shang, it is not impossible for him to secretly bribe a few patrol officers or people from the Investigation Department to serve as spies!
Only if you personally take action, with the assistance of your subordinates, can we ensure that the news will not leak out."
(End of this chapter)
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