Chapter 117: Impermanence of Six Meng Zhao, Who Are You?
Inside the Abnormal Control Bureau building, someone hurriedly knocked on the door of the director's office: "Director Wang! The signal tracking of the wild dog has been cut off!"
Wang Lingqi raised his head and said, "Don't be anxious. Speak slowly. How long has it been interrupted?"
The clerk adjusted his thick, bottle-bottom glasses and nervously placed the tablet in front of the other person, flipping through a few pages. "It was out for half an hour. The monitoring colleagues initially thought it was a signal malfunction, but after a few minutes they realized something was wrong. We traced it back and thought the data was also problematic before, so it's possible the outage lasted longer than half an hour..."
The more he spoke, the more his voice trembled. "There's definitely something wrong with that formation."
Wang Lingqi patted him on the back slowly and soothed him, "It's already happened. All we can do now is to uncover the truth as quickly as possible. Has the monitoring revealed anything else?"
"Yes," the clerk was reminded and hurriedly clicked twice on his tablet, zooming in on a page. "They say they suspected the Zhao family's spiritual energy was discovered..."
Just like the database of the police station, the Alien Management Bureau also created a database for Xuanmen.
Some notorious and dangerous people who have repeatedly broken the law usually have a record in the police station. The spiritual energy they use will be used as samples and recorded in the database, which can be quickly visualized.
However, the establishment of the database is still under slow exploration. Its flexibility is not high enough and is not as useful as the abilities of some cultivators themselves. For example, the wild dog's soul-chasing ability can still find the target's tracks even if the target has cleansed his marrow and bones and changed the way of circulating spiritual power.
But the database cannot do this; it can only find the one that matches the sample 100%.
"The Zhao family hasn't been very active in Xuanmen in recent years, and Sanxi CEO Zhao Xin rarely gets involved in those matters. This sample was left behind by Zhao Fu decades ago," the clerk said hesitantly. "So there might be some errors, after all, it's been so long."
"But there has never been a false alarm." Wang Lingqi pondered for a moment. "Is there any news from Sect Leader Meng?"
The clerk said with some embarrassment: "Master Meng is not under the jurisdiction of the bureau, so we can't contact him in real time..."
Wang Lingqi frowned slightly. "I see. You continue with your work. I'll arrange for someone to search for the wild dog."
"yes!"
After closing the door, Wang Lingqi quickly picked up the phone and dialed Bai Jingze.
The other end answered almost instantly: "Go ahead."
"Director, I suspect the Zhao family has begun to attack the Meng family," Wang Lingqi said calmly. "I think we need to ask for help from the Four Great Monasteries now. The officers in the bureau are no match for them. This matter is confidential, so it's not easy to recall the branch directors from all over the country."
She sighed: "I shouldn't have let Sect Leader Meng go before. Cai Yun and Meng Zhao are already inside. If something happens..."
Bai Jingze was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll contact Senior Wang right away. You don't have to worry too much about the formation. Old Meng and my cousin are on par with each other, so he can handle it."
Wang Lingqi is related to Wang Suqing, and her father should respectfully call Taoist Lingsu "great aunt".
If Director Bai could ask her to come out and take charge, the situation would be much easier to handle than expected.
Wang Lingqi breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll send some people to keep an eye on the Meng family's branch, just in case."
Bai Jingze said, "You've thought it through very carefully. Let's do it this way."
Regarding the massacre of the Zhao Mansion, the specific truth is far more bizarre and complicated than everyone imagines, and it involves many grievances of the previous generation. According to Wang Lingqi's idea, it is best to let the older generation of the Four Great Temples solve it themselves.
This will allow the secret to remain a secret forever.
After hanging up the phone, she looked up the registration information of the Meng family's branch in the computer archive and planned to send it to her subordinates to arrange for guardianship.
The Meng family has a long and rich history, with generations of cultivators serving as masters. Strength is respected, and whoever is the strongest becomes the head of the family. This can last for three generations. After three generations, if the descendants are not strong enough, they will be squeezed out of the throne by the covetous brothers of the side branches. Within three generations, if any cousins are dissatisfied, they can challenge the head of the family. In short, the head of the family must be the strongest.
The ancestors established this rule, naturally hoping that the family flame would continue to burn brightly. However, correspondingly, internal strife and disputes also arose endlessly and were difficult to quell.
It was not until Meng Bujiu's generation that he used his absolute strength and skill to completely tame the side branches and turned them into dogs that only dared to pick up leftovers at the feet of his own family.
Although his son Meng Xian died at the hands of Zhao Fu, he left behind his youngest son Meng Chengyin, and Meng Chengyin now had Meng Caiyun.
Everyone knew that Meng Caiyun would be the next head of the Meng family, but if this time in the formation...
Wang Lingqi touched his chest and felt a little nervous.
It could also be that he's addicted to smoking.
She took out a loose cigarette from the drawer and hesitated whether to light it when a message suddenly popped up on the computer OA.
"Commander Wang, while arranging personnel to monitor the Meng family's branch, we discovered that Meng Zhao's father was suspected to be missing."
The cigarette plopped onto the table, and Wang Lingqi quickly connected to the reporting officer's voice: "Tell me more."
"Meng Zhao's father, Meng Chengchun, had been recuperating in a sanatorium for health reasons. Because of his bad temper and lack of contact with the outside world, no one knew about this. It was only when we contacted the sanatorium that we discovered his records had been cancelled three years ago. There was no such person in the hospital. The director explained that his family had personally handled his discharge, but in reality, we couldn't find Meng Chengchun's current residence."
Wang Lingqi slowly frowned and asked again and again, "Was it Meng Zhao who processed his discharge?"
The other end replied, "After communicating with the hospital, it is indeed Meng Zhao himself."
Meng Chengchun is Meng Xian's adopted son and Meng Chengyin's nominal younger brother, but the two sides actually do not have much contact, which is largely due to Meng Chengchun's eccentric personality.
When a demonic force wreaked havoc within the Taiqing Palace, Meng Xian, upon resolving the situation, felt pity for the sole surviving child and adopted him as his own, providing him with a generous material life and a companion. However, Meng Chengchun, a stubborn and stubborn person, believed that his adoption by the head of the Meng family would give him a chance to compete for the position of Young Master.
However, the reality is that he is a child from an ordinary family and has no talent in understanding spiritual power. At most, he has gained some enlightenment under the guidance of many outstanding predecessors and is barely better than ordinary people. He can only distinguish spiritual energy and resentment.
But wanting to compete with Meng Chengyin is simply a pipe dream.
Meng Chengchun did not show it on the surface, but in his heart he always secretly regarded his brother as an imaginary enemy. This twisted jealousy reached its peak after Meng Xian's death, especially in the family education of Meng Zhao. Many elders had heard that he was extremely strict with this son, but the reason was, because Meng Zhao was too good at cultivation.
He wanted to defeat his brother, but didn't want to see his son be more talented than himself. No wonder everyone who met him said he had a weird temper.
Earlier, Meng Chengchun gradually withdrew from the secular affairs of Taiqing Palace due to poor health and moved to a remote sanatorium in the southeast of Hecheng. For many years, he only communicated with his family in writing, and even this year, the contact has not been interrupted.
But now, it was discovered that he had been discharged from the hospital three years ago and his whereabouts were unknown?
The letters written over the years are quite intriguing.
Wang Lingqi looked suspicious, and Meng Zhao's name suddenly appeared in his mind.
She suddenly felt that she didn't seem to understand this subordinate very well.
Meng Zhao was also inside the formation at the Liuxian Temple in Hongfu Village, and the report said that the spiritual energy of the Zhao family was suspected to be found in the formation.
The Zhao family...Meng Zhao...Is there some connection between the two?
No, Meng Zhao... Is the person in the formation really Meng Zhao?
Wang Lingqi was so shocked by his own wild idea that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
She gathered herself and opened the reporting line again: "Send me all the files on Meng Zhao before he joined the company, as well as all the information about him that you can find."
I soon received the PDF document from my subordinates.
The Alien Management Bureau has corresponding channels for collecting information. It has records of all sorts of things, and almost everything that can be mentioned in the Xuanmen is recorded. Although it is not as good as the Three Death Gates' listening generals, it is at least enough.
Wang Lingqi quickly scanned Meng Zhao's file: male, 22 years old, 175 cm tall, affiliated with the 13th Detachment of the Hecheng Field Affairs Department, acting as team leader.
Next to it was a formal ID photo with a blue background, stamped with an electronic stamp of the cobalt blue thunder pattern logo.
Read ten lines at a glance and read the whole thing at a glance.
Nothing special about it.
She closed the information file and began to look at another PDF - this was the information compiled through special channels. The file contained pictures and text, and was several hundred megabytes in size, ranging from kindergarten graduation photos to company employment photos. It was even more complete than the citizen information in the police station.
The documents record that when Meng Chengchun was working in Taiqing Palace in his early years, he often fostered Meng Zhao in a Taoist temple. At that time, Meng Xian died, and Meng Bujiu disappeared after seeking revenge on Zhao Fu. Meng Chengyin's foundation was still shallow, and it was inevitable that there would be rebellious thoughts in Taiqing Palace. The undercurrents among the adults naturally affected the relationship between the younger generations. They could not afford to offend Meng Caiyun, so they specifically targeted the weaker Meng Zhao.
At that time, Meng Zhao seemed to have inherited Meng Chengchun's weakness and sickliness. He did not dare to fight back when being bullied. Meng Chengchun was busy with his work and had no intention of interfering in the play between children.
Until one time when they "played" too much, the matter was discovered by Meng Caiyun. She taught the bully a lesson and gradually became closer to this nominal cousin.
What is more noteworthy is that after that incident, Meng Zhao injured his eyes, which affected his eyesight and caused him to become seriously ill.
But after he recovered from his illness, he seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. The details of the past were not clear, but no one bothered him anymore. Not only did his body get better, but his comprehension and cultivation of spiritual power also began to advance by leaps and bounds.
Wang Lingqi stared at this text for a long time without coming back to his senses.
If she had seen this information in the past, she would probably have just teased her subordinates as usual, mocking them for being a punching bag when they were young.
But now all the clues have led the truth of the incident in an incredible direction, so that the first thought in her mind is, is Meng Zhao really the same person before and after he fell ill?
Since ancient times, rumors about "taking over someone else's body" have emerged one after another in the Taoist sect, and they are often sensational.
Out of moral ethics, the new society has stricter control over this aspect. Once such dangerous behavior is discovered, the person will be sentenced to permanent imprisonment at the very least, and deprivation of spiritual power at the worst.
Depriving someone of their spiritual power could even lead to death.
Those who lose their spiritual power like Feng Jia and live in a daze are extremely lucky.
The shrill telephone ring suddenly rang.
After the call was connected, the colleague in charge of monitoring the formation said in a panic: "Commander Wang, we haven't found the whereabouts of the wild dog yet, and the entrance to the formation has sealed itself!"
Wang Lingqi pressed his solar plexus and said sternly, "Set up a barrier to isolate the formation. Designate Liuxian Temple as a danger zone and prohibit anyone from approaching!"
She anxiously reassured him, "Don't think about rescuing us now. This formation is beyond our ability to handle. Wait for the director's follow-up arrangements."
After giving the instructions, she opened the document again. In the electronic photo, the young man wearing glasses had a calm look, a light expression, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Now looking at it, it seemed a bit ironic.
Wang Lingqi pulled a handful of his hair in frustration, unconsciously clenching his fingers as he stared at the screen and muttered, "...Meng Zhao, who are you?"
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