Chapter 83 The Final Feast of Revelry (Part 3) A red thread runs through the air like a scar…
The old car seemed to be sealed with something. The members of the Pleasure Band argued excitedly and heatedly for a long time, while the gentlemen's patrol personnel who kept passing by ignored it.
However, in Du Yu's opinion, even the seemingly most rational driver in this car had a crazy air about her after talking too much. They discussed back and forth for a long time, but there were only three main points.
First, she needs to help the members of the "Joyful Orchestra" sneak in tomorrow, taking advantage of the new recruits arriving. Second, she needs to keep an eye on the Bald Heads' Club's movements and report back promptly. Third, she needs to closely monitor the miners' group and report any unusual activity immediately.
In short, the leisure time of the past is gone forever, and when the boss [MiMiYin] goes crazy, the people under her will be working their legs off.
Du Yu now not only has to search for the Holy Grail fragments in the mine, but also has to work three jobs a day under the identity of "Dong Shi Wu". On the surface, he works for Lan Ge and helps the bald men of the Gentlemen's Club, but on the inside, he also has to act as an inside agent for the Pleasure Band.
"Yes, I will complete the mission." Although the believer before her was foolish, she was truly loyal. The seven-stringed lyre did not investigate why she suddenly sighed, and played a note of satisfaction. Countless pink notes scattered like a waterfall, blurring Yu's vision. The next moment, her consciousness returned to the staff dormitory provided by the Gentlemen's Club.
Is this because they're convinced they've been brainwashed and won't even bother to offer themselves a rosy picture?
Du Yu felt increasingly gloomy about the future of this job. After being disturbed by the people from the Joyful Band, she lost her sleepiness. She turned her gaze and decided to go find the other Xiao Yi who was locked at the bottom of the dock laboratory.
Although the other party has been locked up, they've been there for quite some time now, so they might know something.
Du Yu rubbed his eyes and composed himself.
If the brain region is a spherical area located in a certain part of the brain, the connection between the believer and her is like colorful ribbons of light extending from the endless void, converging and intertwining at the center of the brain region, weaving into a colorful star.
Du Yu's spiritual energy sank into the "stars," finding the special one among the many light bands, and his consciousness gradually sank down.
Tonight is destined to be a busy night.
"Commander Fisher, Representative Lamfone impeached you in Parliament three hours ago..."
"Report on today's results."
"Sir..."
In the police station building of District 06, the occupant of the most spacious office has changed without a sound. Under the suspicious gazes of his subordinates, the deputy director of the district knocked on the door and pushed it open. He felt that he had been here more times in the past few days than in the past five years combined.
The figure, no longer young but still tall and upright, was not at the table. Before he could even catch his breath, he saw the person standing by the window with his hands behind his back turn his head expressionlessly. The hazy neon lights fell on the surface of his pale blue pupils, and he sank into them as if falling into the sea.
A silent gaze is worth more than a thousand loud rebukes. His hesitant voice grew softer and softer. Even though he had received explicit and implicit instructions from no less than three parties before setting off, facing this no-longer-young old sheriff, his back was sweaty. He lowered his head to avoid their gaze and pulled out an operation report.
"...In accordance with the 'Clean-up' special operation guidelines, in the past week, the 06 District Police Department has shut down 72 illegal weapons trading venues, arrested 4,390 suspects for crimes including intentional homicide, intentional injury, human trafficking, and human organ trafficking, and cracked down on 11 illegal missionary organizations such as 'Joyful Band' and 'New Sun'..."
In the Public Security Department system, apart from the Director General of Public Security and the heads of several departments at headquarters, the district chiefs of each district can be considered the second-in-command.
Even in District 06, which is known as the "Lower District", Wu Guangqi's ability to stay in the position of deputy district chief for so long speaks for itself.
However, this work report, which he had worked through three consecutive nights and kept the entire district police station busy for a whole week, did not receive the feedback he expected until he read the last word with a desire to claim credit.
Even the police department in District 01 wouldn't be able to do a better job than them in the same amount of time.
“Give District 01 a month, and they still won’t be as capable as you.”
It seemed that no unspoken secret thoughts could escape those eyes that had been scrutinizing evil for years. Christina's gaze fell back to the window. The city night was still bright, but the entire district was permeated with a strange atmosphere.
In the dark alleys where neon lights cannot illuminate, two rival gangs that usually fight tooth and nail brush past each other, their insults barely audible compared to the roars of mutated cats fighting over trash.
Wu Guangqi was initially surprised that his little scheme had been so accurately pointed out. Then, this seasoned official, who had managed to get along well with various powerful forces and held the position of deputy district chief, quickly understood Christina Fisher's implication. His face, which had been navigating the political landscape for many years, couldn't help but blush slightly.
Two people each clean a room, seemingly implying that the person who cleans the most trash is the most diligent. But the truth is, only the person who never does any housework can accumulate such a massive amount of trash over the years.
The mutated cat finally chased away the human-head-sized mutated rat, then triumphantly leaped over the wall and vanished into the depths of the dark alley where the lights couldn't reach.
Only after the battered black cat was completely out of sight did Christina turn her head to look at the man with his head slightly bowed not far away. After so many years of rigorous selection at the reproductive center, superior genes have performed exceptionally well in all aspects, including outstanding appearance and astonishingly thick skin.
On that handsome face, though middle-aged, she showed only a moment of shock, not a trace of shame. "Do you know why, out of the four deputy directors of District 06, you're the only one who hasn't been dismissed?"
Wu Guangqi's heart skipped a beat, and he shivered slightly. He thought to himself that what was coming had finally arrived. Before he could figure out whether Christina wanted him to pledge his loyalty or was using this opportunity to warn him, she had already changed the subject, seemingly completely uninterested in his answer:
"Do what you're supposed to do, page four, page fifteen, page sixty-three..."
Christina didn't move. After reading the report that Wu Guangqi had placed on the desk, it started to rustle and flip by itself without any wind. Accompanied by the woman's steady voice, red lines appeared out of thin air, circling the light gray letters on the smooth white paper.
“These cases were handled improperly; continue the investigation.”
Wu Guangqi secretly groaned. Without even looking closely, he knew from the excellent memory of a superhuman which cases Christina had circled—all of them were related to forces supported by large gangs, guilds, or even companies in the Upper City District.
But this middle-aged woman, who was parachuted into the Fisher headquarters after the sensational assassination, and who disregarded the complex web of various forces and issued an order to carry out a massive purge in the lower city, was undoubtedly a fearless hardliner. The words of complaint and pleading rolled around in Wu Guangqi's throat, but he ultimately did not say them.
"……yes."
What changes have occurred in District 06 after the "clean-up" campaign?
The sound of turning the pages of the action report finally stopped. Christina looked down at the last few words circled in red on the last page of the report with an ambiguous expression, and tapped the table with her index finger, like the muffled sound of a bullet leaving the barrel of a classic musket.
change?
"Recently, those troublesome gangs have become much more subdued, and the number of citizens reporting cases to the Public Security Bureau has increased several times over. Thanks to the computing power of the central AI support system you applied for, some old cases have also been solved..."
Christina Fisher, the old commissioner, was a man of few words, and Wu Guangqi couldn't figure out her intention in bringing up this topic. So he simply gave up thinking and told her in detail about the recent changes that had taken place in the police department.
After Wu Guangqi finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, considering the forces involved. But then, realizing that the person before him was not someone to be easily fooled, he decided to abandon his personal opinion and speak purely from an objective standpoint:
"...Recently, in the abandoned area No. 3 on the outskirts of the city, near the Furensa Wharf, there has been a large-scale search for people to mine. The organizer is a mist hunter organization called 'Gentlemen's Club,' and they seem to have investments from two groups, Lange Communications and Quark Pharmaceuticals, behind them."
After listening, Christina remained noncommittal, then suddenly asked, "Mining? Have any miners returned?"
"Because it is an abandoned area eroded by mist, no mining permit is required, and the police department has not received any records here... According to the Gentlemen's Association, they are in dire need of workers and will take as many as they come. The working hours are very tight, and no one has returned yet."
Christine Ana nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and then brought up a city map of District 06 on the projector next to her. She moved her index finger slightly, and the location of the gray area representing the abandoned area was outlined in red.
Wu Guangqi had checked the information before he arrived, so he naturally knew that this was the location of the so-called Volensa Wharf, but he didn't know what his superior's intentions were.
Christina had no habit of being a know-it-all. After gazing at the map quietly for a moment, she suddenly raised her hand and circled another point on the map. Connecting the two points, a red line ran through the city like a scar.
At both ends of the red line, as if precisely measured with a ruler, two building complexes were symmetrically distributed like a balance scale. Wu Guangqi's pupils dilated, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret. His throat tightened, and the owners behind these two building complexes automatically appeared in his mind.
Lange Communications... Quark Pharmaceuticals.
Wu Guangqi's horrified gaze swept back and forth between the two building complexes. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he stared intently at the other end of the red line, as if he wanted to nail his eyeballs down, staring at the place that had been unremarkable just a week ago.
Xinlei Library—the place where Bian Shaoyan was assassinated a week ago.
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Author's Note: All parties involved in the banquet are making their appearances one after another.
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Sorry I'm late, it's been a while since I wrote anything. It took me a while to organize my thoughts, but I'll try my best to get back to my previous daily posting schedule. I'll also send some small red envelopes to the lovely people who commented.
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