Chapter 267 Heavenly Thunder Acceleration Package
Lin Hong suddenly seemed to remember something and softly exclaimed, "Is it your eyeball?"
Lin Qing suddenly realized, "Oh right." Then, very naturally, she reached out to gouge out her own eyeballs.
"No, no, no, no—" Zhang Mo and Qin Yuechuan quickly joined forces to stop them.
Don't scare your other colleagues to death.
Zhang Mo sighed: "Let's open a back door. Besides, if my employees really wanted to cause trouble, would they need to bring in contraband?"
Their very existence is a form of contraband. Whether they carry knives or guns makes little difference to them.
Qin Yuechuan: "......"
That makes a lot of sense.
The reasoning was so sound that Qin Yuechuan felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
However, Qin Yuechuan didn't have enough authority, so he eventually had to call Captain Wu Kexin to let them in.
Before going inside, Zhang Mo turned to look at the weather outside.
The weather is so nice today, the sun is shining brightly.
.
A short while later, Wu Kexin came down.
"You don't need to go to the victim's family. Take my access card and lead Mr. Zhang to take a look at the knife first." After successfully bringing them in, Wu Kexin looked Qin Yuechuan up and down and said.
The knife was stored on the fifteenth underground floor, with multiple security checkpoints and strict guard.
Qin Yuechuan hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Okay, Captain."
Having worked together for so many years, Wu Kexin understands Qin Yuechuan.
Having lost both parents at a young age, although his adoptive mother treated him very well, it still had some impact on him. This made him more sensitive and perceptive than the average man, and more empathetic towards others.
As they swiped their access cards and walked forward, Zhang Mo noticed Qin Yuechuan's distress and asked curiously, "Why are you looking so gloomy?"
Qin Yuechuan thought for a moment and then shared his thoughts.
He wondered what a "smart person" like Zhang Mo, who was always calm, seemed to always be able to escape the quagmire of emotions, and used almost cold rationality to cut through problems, would choose when faced with such a problem.
"If your child encountered such a situation, what would you choose?"
The pale light in the corridor shone on Zhang Mo's face, outlining her clear yet slightly aloof features. After listening to Qin Yuechuan's heavy, emotionally charged question, her face remained completely expressionless; she didn't even raise an eyebrow.
She gave her answer almost the instant Qin Yuechuan uttered his last word, crisp and decisive, without any hesitation or thought, even with a touch of nonchalant lightness: "I don't have children, what does it have to do with me?"
Qin Yuechuan: "......"
Okay.
As they spoke, the group arrived at the final gate.
"Beep—"
A piercing electronic sound shattered the silence. From inside the heavy alloy door came the dull rumble of massive gears meshing and hydraulic rods actuating, as the door slid open heavily and slowly to the sides.
Behind the door was an independent isolation chamber made of high-strength bulletproof glass and a special alloy frame, precisely enveloped by a stark white light source from above, like a vacuum display case in a museum showcasing rare treasures.
And at the center of that cold, pure, and emotionless beam of light, lay quietly—that very weapon.
A golden dagger that exudes an ominous dark golden luster and whose blade is engraved with twisted and eerie runes.
With just one glance, the faces of all the demons present darkened.
Jiang Mian, in particular, could not hide her disappointment and heartache.
Jiu Xuan's voice carried an unmistakable solemnity: "Wang Heng's demonic power."
Qin Yuechuan's heart sank instantly, as if he had fallen into a bottomless ice cave.
This case was complicated enough to begin with, but now it's also involved a mysterious, powerful, and unknown demon race that has lived for tens of thousands of years and is obsessed with immortality.
What's even more terrifying is that he is Zhang Mo's biological father.
The buffs are practically maxed out.
Everyone instinctively looked at Zhang Mo's reaction, only to find that Zhang Mo herself was extremely calm. She took out her phone and started taking pictures as if she were checking in at a "museum".
The phone flash seemed superfluous under the stark white light, but it only added to the absurdity.
Seemingly feeling that photos weren't enough, he switched to video, leaning forward slightly, holding his breath, trying to clearly capture the flowing dark gold light on the blade. His focused expression made it seem as if he were filming some breathtaking scenery.
Those present: ?
Qin Yuechuan couldn't understand, so he could only tentatively ask, "Did you... already guess that?"
Zhang Mo was still switching angles to record, her tone as calm as if she were discussing the weather: "I guess so, after all, among the humans and demons I know, there's no one more despicable than him."
Seeing her confident demeanor, Jiu Xuan asked curiously, "Have you figured out how to deal with this?"
Zhang Mo put down her phone, the screen still showing the camera interface. She looked up and said matter-of-factly, "Of course not."
Everyone:"......"
Silence descended once more, heavier than before.
Seeing the frozen expressions on everyone's faces, Zhang Mo smiled and said, "Why are you all so disappointed? How many years has he lived? How many years have I lived? How could I possibly know how to deal with him?"
Everyone:"."
That sounds like it makes a lot of sense.
But your smile doesn't look like you're helpless at all!
Seeing that everyone clearly didn't believe her, Zhang Mo could only patiently guide them, saying, "So, as an ordinary, weak working person, what should we do when we encounter problems we can't solve?"
Lin Qing, with an innocent and eager expression, asked, "Escape? Give up?"
Lin Hong also said, "Pretend to have an attack!"
Other demons: "
These two met Zhang Mo relatively late and didn't know what they could say to their boss and what they couldn't say.
Qin Yuechuan: "......"
"I will never approve either of your sick leave certificates in my lifetime." Zhang Mo rolled her eyes at the two siblings, finally giving her final answer, her words clear, firm, and resolute: "If a working person can't solve a problem, then of course they have to report it to the leadership!"
Everyone: "Huh?"
Then, under the focused gazes of the crowd—some stunned, some confused, some incredulous—Zhang Mo calmly and methodically performed a standard reporting procedure.
Zhang Mo: "Xiao Tian, classmate."
Xiao Tian: "Yes, Master."
Zhang Mo spoke steadily and clearly, as if reciting a carefully prepared report: "Urgent request! Based on existing evidence, it has been discovered that Wang Heng, the former administrator of the demon race, has been illegally corrupting the souls of young human races over the past few years through inducement and illegal means, using the form of 'soul sacrifice'."
The negative impact and key evidence were all sealed in the phone's photo album.
Because Wang Heng possesses immense demonic power, is ruthless and insane, and repeatedly commits crimes, his offenses only compound, existing methods and skills are insufficient to control or defend against him.
To prevent the situation from escalating, we are requesting a 'Thunderbolt Acceleration Package' to order the thunderbolts to descend ahead of time as a warning to others.
After the incident is resolved, I will submit an "Incident Summary Report" and a "Prevention Measures Report" within 24 hours to completely prevent such incidents from happening again.
State your purpose directly → Align with objectives → Explain difficulties → Suggest solutions → Closed-loop commitment
An exceptionally standard upward reporting process.
Finally, she concluded in an almost formulaic tone: "With best regards, I hope you will approve this as soon as possible!" Her sincerity, her proper attitude, and her standardized procedure were impeccable.
Xiao Tian: "......"
Everyone:""
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