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Chapter 240: The followers of the kidnapping yincha in the underworld (6k chapter)

After the incident in Sanshan Village was over, Chen Xin's nervousness caused by regional integration finally disappeared.

It has to be said that the energy consumption of emergencies is terrifying.

Fortunately, the matter was finally resolved, otherwise Sanshan Village, which Chen Xin spent so much time and effort on, would probably no longer exist.

"Crossroads are always a problem. Who knows when they will leave the intersection? So the staff of mourning cannot be moved for a while... I have to find time to make another staff of mourning and upgrade it to the underworld level to replace my staff of mourning."

Chen Xin thought so.

The talismans that were made could not be released. Chen Xin could let Huang Ying stuff small things like the money to suppress evil spirits into the placenta and take them out, but things like the mourning staff could only be taken out using the ghost banknote space as a transit station.

It’s not a big deal in normal situations, but when you encounter an emergency, every minute and every second counts.

As one of the three most powerful portable talismans, the Staff of Sorrow naturally cannot be trapped in one place and unable to move.

After arranging Huang Ying to guard the real bodies of the water ghosts, Chen Xin withdrew his gaze from the darkness.

I looked at the time and it was already 6pm.

It is unrealistic to go to the grave to look for the rooted mourning stick now. It happens that I haven't been to the bureau for two days. I will go there in the evening to sort out the remaining strongholds of the Skull God Cult in Xiangzhu City.

By the way, let’s go to the cafeteria to have a meal.

Chen Xin touched his belly, smacked his lips and thought.

……

Qiu Hong has been getting a little anxious these past two days.

A person who follows the Yin school's ways, is getting angry?

This is even weirder than a paranormal event!

But there was no way, he was really angry.

That day, after coming out of the director's office, Qiu Hong actually planned to give up, after all, he was short of more than a hundred points.

Taking supernatural events as an example, the time consumed to complete a task starts from half a day, two days is normal, and three days is not uncommon.

But 90% of the points earned will not exceed 30 points. This is the limitation of senior team leaders.

If Qiu Hong was a top team leader, then each dangerous mission would give him at least 30 points.

But the fastest way to reach the top team leader is to participate in the subsequent assessment and gain the support of the Poll Bureau.

The prerequisite for participating in the assessment is to surpass Ding Hui and obtain enough points.

And enough points require...

This is a fucking bug!

Qiu Hong has no help. If he continues doing this, he will only pick up two ferocious ghosts for nothing. Otherwise, there will be no surprises in the end!
But unexpectedly, it happened!
In the past week, Qiu Hong was able to crack down on at least one stronghold of the Skull God Cult in Xiangzhu City every day.

And the further back in time goes, the more clues the information sorter named "Sanjin" provides.

Although the information provided by "Sanjin" is inevitably mixed with some false information, compared with the value of the true information provided by "Sanjin", this false information is not worth mentioning at all!
It is precisely because of the help of "Sanjin" that Qiu Hong's points have increased rapidly in the past week!

Two days ago, there were more than a dozen people in the last Skull God Cult stronghold that "Sanjin" gave him!
If he had not killed the leading venerable before the other party had figured out the situation, he felt that he might not be able to capture that stronghold, let alone the subsequent breakthrough of 50 points!

In this way, in just one week, Qiu Hong did not do any other tasks, but only focused on completing the tasks of the Skull God Cult and earned 183 points.

This is equivalent to doing three fierce tasks, and it was completed within a week!
Not to mention him, even if the top team leaders go on the fierce missions themselves, no one has ever been able to solve a fierce task in two days and deal with all matters related to the fierce task.

Not to mention solving three in a row!

This wave of points directly reduced the points gap between him and Ding Hui to 20 points!
What is this concept?
As long as he maintains this speed, Ding Hui will not be able to surpass him even if he works himself to death in the last month!

But just when Qiu Hong was excitedly preparing for the subsequent battle, his dear "Sanjin"... stopped replying to his messages!

And he didn't reply for two days in a row, which made him very anxious.

"I should have asked San Jin for his contact information earlier."

Assistant Xiao Wang saw Qiu Hong so anxious, thought for a moment and said, "Team Qiu, is it possible that Mr. Sanjin has found all the Skull God Cult bases in Xiangzhu City, and the follow-up clues are not in our Xiangzhu City, so he didn't contact us again?"

When Qiu Hong suddenly heard these words, his expression froze.

Yes, he had only been busy having fun in the past week, but he had never thought about how many bases the Skull God Cult could have in Xiangzhu City?

In the past, we couldn't find a single one in half a year, but now we find more than ten in a week. No matter how arrogant the Skull God Cult is, more than ten strongholds are probably the upper limit. At most, there are two or three that are extremely hidden and difficult to find.

But they have destroyed so many strongholds, and the Skull God Cult is not stupid, so how could they not move their strongholds and hide?
Therefore, even if it is not as Xiao Wang said, the Skull God Cult members in Xiangzhu City may have already moved and hidden, and the previous clues may be useless.

Thinking of this, Qiu Hong's warm heart cooled immediately.

If this is true, the 20 points gap between him and Ding Hui may be widened again.

"Team Qiu, how about... we go to Mubei City to find that Sanjin master and have a chat with him?"

"What to talk about?"

Qiu Hong is in a bad mood now. The boredom after the climax may be what he is talking about.

"Team Qiu, I remember Ding Hui applied for cross-regional law enforcement, right? Let's go find Mr. Sanjin and ask him if he has sorted out the strongholds of the Skull God Cult in other cities. If so, Team Qiu, you can ask the director to communicate with him and set up a cross-regional law enforcement, isn't that enough?"

"It's impossible that the director helped Ding Hui apply for the cross-regional application but didn't help us, right?"

Bang!
Qiu Hong slammed the table and stood up, his eyes full of surprise.

"Xiao Wang, you are very smart, haha! Don't worry, after I get the assessment quota, there will definitely be more resources. Then you will also have the opportunity to step into the team leader level!"

"Haha, thank you Team Qiu."

"Call Brother Qiu, let's go directly to Mubei City!"

……

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the Mubei City Public Opinion Survey Bureau welcomed two commissioners from Xiangzhu City's Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

"What? You haven't come to work for two days?"

Qiu Hong stared with wide eyes at the polling bureau specialist who was looking up information about "San Jin" for him.

"Well, I haven't clocked in for two days. Maybe something happened."

"So when will he come?"

Qiu Hong asked anxiously.

"I don't know. After all, there is only so much work for information organizers. Once they are done, they won't come back if they don't want to."

"Can you give me his contact information?"

"No."

"I know him."

"I know you but don't have any contact information?"

If Qiu Hong and his companion had not revealed their identities, the commissioner from the Mubei Citizen Investigation Bureau who received them might have suspected that Qiu Hong was trying to cause trouble.

"I……"

Qiu Hong wanted to say something, but was pulled away by Xiao Wang.

"Sorry, this is my contact information. Could you please notify us when Sanjin gets to work, or let Sanjin know that we can contact him."

“Leave it there…”

"thanks, thanks."

Xiao Wang thanked him and pulled Qiu Hong out.

"Brother Qiu, let's go eat first. We'll wait for Sanjin for a day. If he doesn't come to work, then we'll go do the mission."

Hearing what Xiao Wang said, Qiu Hong sighed.

"It can only be done this way... It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's hard to go from luxury to frugality!"

Qiu Hong sighed, then he and Xiao Wang went to the cafeteria of the Mubei Citizens' Bureau.

Although they are not from the same bureau, the Poll Bureau is not so fussy about meals. Meal cards can be shared regardless of which bureau they are from.

Soon, the two arrived at the cafeteria.

Qiu Hong only took a small basin as big as his head, while Xiao Wang took a large basin as big as a washbasin.

Yin sect practitioners do not have as much demand for food as Yang sect practitioners, but their demand is still not comparable to that of ordinary people.

While eating, the two heard people chatting nearby.

It's impolite to listen to people chatting, but there was a word in the topic they were talking about that Qiu Hong was concerned about!
"...What's up with that San Jin kid? He went from a trainee information organizer to a level 3 organizer in just one week, but it took me half a year!"

"Hey, are you envious? Jealous? It's useless. In our line of work, we rely on real strength. If we can't do it, we can't do it. Even if the clues are right in front of you, you can't see them."

"I'm not envious! I'm just sighing. That guy has already set a new record for the fastest promotion from an apprentice to a level three comber. How long do you think it will take him to be promoted to a level two comber?"

"Make a bet?"

"Sure! 100 points! I said 6 months!"

"Hey, I said 3 months!"

"So confident?"

"The bet is established?"

"nature!"

"Haha, you big fool! I'm sure you didn't accept the mission from the Skull God Cult! Haha, in just Xiangzhu City, he basically wiped out all the Skull God Cult bases in seven days. Currently, there are more than a dozen cities where the Skull God Cult has been discovered. Seven days for one city, and more than two months for ten cities! Even if the most conservative estimate is that he only gets 100 points for each city, those ten cities are enough to make up the 1000 points for promotion! Haha, get your 100 points ready!"

"Fuck! You're the one!"

When Xia Hong was cursing Dugu Yue with an annoyed look on his face, a voice suddenly appeared and interrupted their joy and sorrow.

"Hello, do you know San Jin?"

Xiao Wang walked over and said politely.

"Huh? We know each other. What's wrong?"

Xia Hong said unhappily.

"Oh, we are from Xiangzhu City. We want to find Sanjin, but we don't have any contact information...I wonder if we can get Sanjin's contact information?"

"Ok?"

Xia Hong frowned and looked at Xiao Wang and the other two, then exchanged a glance with Dugu Yue.

"You guys...are here because of the Skull God Cult?"

"Yes, I wonder if you two can help me? If you go to Xiangzhu City to do business in the future, just come to us directly!"

Xiao Wang looked at Xia Hong and Dugu Yue with expectation, but then he heard words that disappointed him.

"Sorry, we don't have his contact information either..."

"That's right, I'm sorry to bother you."

Xiao Wang nodded, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Oh, there's no phone number, but if you're looking for Sanjin from the Information Sorting Department, look, the one holding the stab over there is him." Xiao Wang and Qiu Hong were both stunned.

Turning around, they looked at the young man who was eating frantically while holding a bucket in the corner of the cafeteria.

"He, he is three pounds?"

Both Qiu Hong and Xiao Wang felt that something was wrong.

Sanjin...shouldn't he be thin, wear glasses, and have a sharp gaze?
Now no matter how you look at him, he is just a good-for-nothing!

And, still so young!

"Who else do you think it is?"

Xia Hong smiled and called out loudly to Chen Xin.

"Sanjin! Someone's looking for you!"

……

Chen Xin finally finished the bucket of food under the watchful eyes of Xiao Wang and Qiu Hong.

After figuring out the purpose of the two people's visit, Chen Xin made them suffer with just one sentence.

"You just need to send a message. It doesn't matter who you assign the task to."

"..."

Resisting the urge to complain, Qiu Hong told Chen Xin about his situation. After hearing it, Chen Xin shook his head.

"Sorry, I won't spend all my time helping you find the Skull Cult. I have other things to do."

Qiu Hong became anxious after hearing this.

"Sanjin, although this is my personal request, the Skull God Cult is also very harmful. Are you going to just leave them alone? Do you know how many people they will kill if you delay for one day?"

When Xiao Wang, who was standing by, heard Qiu Hong say this, his expression changed.

Brother Qiu, you are my real brother!
I know you are straightforward, but don't be so straightforward!

You don't want to eat meat, but I want to drink soup!
Just ask for help, why the hell are you using moral blackmail?
Xiao Wang was just about to make amends when he saw Chen Xin standing up with a smile.

"There are so many supernatural events. You haven't done a task in two days. Haven't you ever thought about the people who died in supernatural events because of you?"

Chen Xin pushed away Xiao Wang's hand that wanted to help him take the rice bucket, looked at Qiu Hong whose face flushed red, and said, "Team Leader Qiu, if you still want to solve the matter of the Skull God Cult, then wait for the mission to be issued. If you don't want to solve it, the Public Opinion Survey Bureau has many other things to do."

After saying that, Chen Xin took the rice bucket and placed it behind the tableware collection window, then went upstairs with Xia Hong and Dugu Yue who followed him up.

Xiao Wang listened to what Xia Hong said in front of him: "Who is that idiot? The director of Xiangzhu City? Why did such an awesome person come to Mubei City?"

I sighed in my heart.

After taking a look at Qiu Hong, who looked grim, Xiao Wang calmed down his complicated emotions and said, "Brother Qiu, let's go back to the hotel first and come back tomorrow. Sanjin is not a cold person."

……

Returning to his seat and turning on his computer, Chen Xin casually closed the dozens of messages sent by "Prisoner" in the chat room.

Before he could continue to sort out the information about the Skull God Cult, someone had already @ed him in the public chat room. It was Xia Hong and Dugu Yue, two colleagues that Chen Xin had met at dinner a few days ago.

"Xixia Caihong (Level 3): I really learned something new just now."

"Am I depressed (level 1): What's wrong?"

"Lonely Moonlight Man (Level 3): Sad old man, how did you manage to brush the chat room so intensively every day and still be promoted to Level 1 Organizer?"

"Am I really depressed (Level 1): Just take the time to complete a mission."

"The Lonely Man Under the Moon (Level 3): ..."

"Am I very depressed (level 1): @夕夏彩虹夏鸿, you haven't said it yet, what is it?"

"Xixia Caihong (Level 3): I met a saint who said that @Sanjin was taking human life lightly if he didn't sort out the missions of the Skull God Cult."

"Lonely Moonlighter (Level 3): Hmm... is that what he said?"

"Yuxia Rainbow (Level 3): I didn't say that, but that's what I meant!"

"Am I depressed (level 1): @三斤, relax, it's okay, this is something that hairdressers always have to go through, or rather, this is something that most people will probably go through. There are always people who think that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I can only say, they are talking nonsense!"

"Am I really depressed (level 1): I can't afford a house or a car, I don't have money to run an air conditioner, but I have to bear the responsibility for global warming?"

"Am I really depressed (level 1): Advertisements for boycotting fur coats are everywhere on the bus, but why the hell do you wear fur when you're riding the bus?"

"Am I really depressed (level 1): Everyone is advocating not to eat shark fins, but the first time I saw what shark fins looked like was in an advertisement!"

"Am I really depressed (level 1): The ocean is seriously polluted, but we are telling people who have never even seen the ocean not to throw garbage into it!"

"Am I really depressed (level 1): You don't take me with you in your life of luxury, and you blame me for global warming?"

"Am I depressed (level 1): To this, I just want to say, screw you!"

[System prompts: User 'I am depressed' has been banned for one day. Please speak politely. ]

"Summer Rainbow (Level 666): "

"The Lonely Man Under the Moon (Level 666): "

"amalahe (second level): 666"

"Three Jin (Level 666): "

……

The words "Am I depressed?" directly blew up even those who were slacking off in the chat room, but the entire office did not make a fuss, as if those who were frantically swiping the screen in the chat room were not them.

When Chen Xin saw this scene, he suddenly felt that he had truly integrated into the Information Sorting Department.

It’s amazing, but many times, building relationships is just that simple, which is one of the reasons why many companies engage in team building.

Although the form of team building in the Information Sorting Department is... a bit strange.

With a smile, Chen Xin clicked on some of the remaining information about the Skull God Cult in Xiangzhu City. An hour later, after sorting out the clues of the last three suspected strongholds, Chen Xin posted the task on the public screen of the Skull God Cult's multi-person chat room.

In less than a minute, the three tasks were taken away, and Qiu Hong only grabbed one.

After solving the apparent information of the Skull God Cult's stronghold, Chen Xin turned his attention to some clues about the human traffickers' dens that he had found through clues about the Skull God Cult's stronghold during this period.

There may be people from the Skull God Cult among these clues, but not many. Most likely, they are just ordinary human traffickers who have obtained the Skull God Cult's talismans.

Chen Xin did not summarize these clues and publish them. Not to mention whether someone from the Public Opinion Survey Bureau would go to catch the human traffickers, Chen Xin himself did not have the intention to send Huang Ying to look for them.

The cost of releasing Huang Ying now is very high, and it also takes time to find the hideouts of human traffickers. Chen Xin does not have so much time to spend on these things.

So, after Chen Xin memorized this information, he prepared to go back and let Bu Gou bring it to Shen Zhihong, and let this anti-trafficking ghost messenger from the underworld handle the situation.

Speaking of Shen Zhihong, a smile appeared on Chen Xin's face.

At this time, more than a dozen of his men had gathered around Shen Zhihong, and they were all fanatics!

These men gathered here after hearing the news about Shen Zhihong's anti-trafficking campaign.

Whenever he thought of this, Chen Xin felt both gratified and envious.

The good news is that the Underworld's Anti-trafficking Office is operating according to Chen Xin's ideas. From now on, these fanatics will be the reserve members of the Underworld's Anti-trafficking Office!
What is enviable is that Shen Zhihong, a 69-year-old old man, has so many subordinates just after becoming the underworld's ghost messenger, while he, the big boss behind the underworld, has only four ghost messengers to command, which is still a bit shabby.

……

Shen Zhihong ended the call with his son and comforted his son who was worried that he had been involved in a pyramid scheme.

It’s no wonder that his son was worried that he had been involved in a pyramid scheme. It has been more than ten days since he left home. Although he called back during this period, he was nowhere to be found.

If Shen Zhihong had not asked his son for money, his son would have called the police long ago.

Shaking his head, Shen Zhihong put away his phone.

If he initially embarked on the journey of fighting human trafficking in the underworld simply because he was forced into it and out of hatred for the human traffickers who harmed his son, now he has become a staunch supporter of the fight against human trafficking.

There is a sense of accomplishment in doing something, but also because of the people around him who are waiting for him to save them.

If he said he wanted to leave now, it would at least extinguish the newly ignited hopes of ten people.

There were twelve people following Shen Zhihong at this time. They were the people Kong Yi contacted after Shen Zhihong found Kong Yi's son.

Kong Yi has been searching for his son for three years and met many people who had also lost their children but were still selling their houses, selling their blood, moving bricks and working, and spending all their money to find their children.

Kong Yi didn't dare recommend anyone with a slightly weak will to Shen Zhihong, for he was afraid that Shen Zhihong would not like it.

But after Kong Yi finished his introduction, only two people came.

Although the others were grateful for Kong Yi's kindness, they did not believe Shen Zhihong's mysterious method of finding people.

Kong Yi could also understand, after all, he had similar thoughts in his mind at the time.

But no matter what, Kong Yi still felt that these people were somewhat disrespectful to Shen Zhihong.

So when Shen Zhihong found the children for the first two people who arrived, the rest of the people went crazy and found Kong Yi. When they knelt down and asked Kong Yi to introduce them to someone else, Kong Yi did not introduce them immediately, but asked Shen Zhihong what he thought.

After all, Shen Zhihong is not young anymore.

Kong Yi doesn't think that Shen Zhihong should serve everyone just because he has the ability, unless Shen Zhihong himself is willing.

Later Shen Zhihong agreed.

But we still have to find people one by one. No matter how powerful Shen Zhihong is, he can't have two of them.

In response, those who came after them all showed great patience and attitude.

Wherever Shen Zhihong went, he would be accompanied by at least two cars and six people.

Shen Zhihong wanted to sleep, so at least two people were guarding the door.

Shen Zhihong wanted to eat, and in less than half an hour someone brought the food to the room.

If it weren't for the expectation in these people's eyes, if they hadn't all disappeared when Shen Zhihong said he wanted two hours of peace and quiet, he would have thought he was imprisoned.

And when Shen Zhihong found another child in front of these people, the expectation in their eyes turned into fanaticism.

I don't know when Shen Zhihong became what they called "Master Shen".

Even those who had found the child returned to Shen Zhihong after settling the child down.

With the excuse of "fulfilling a vow", he followed Shen Zhihong to look for other abducted children.

Shen Zhihong thinks this is not a bad idea.

At least I don’t have to drive alone for two or three days. My old waist is about to break.

On this day, just as Shen Zhihong was about to receive the cloth dog brought by Jiuri that could guide him to find the next missing person, a new piece of news came along with Jiuri's arrival.

"9th: There is a mission to clean up a suspected human trafficker's den in Xiangzhu City."

"Nine Days: There is no penalty for mission failure. If the mission is successful, you will get a chance to upgrade the level of the existing town object. At the same time, you will be given information about a high-level town object that allows disabled people to walk in the world as normal people."

"Jiu Ri: Do you accept the cleanup mission?"

……

(End of this chapter)