Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 5: Bounty on the Black Table (New book seeking monthly votes and investment)
Han Su let out a low breath, deciding not to leave yet.

He turned to look at the man in the baseball cap, his face expressionless behind sunglasses, and said, "I have a lawless friend who told me that assaulting someone is illegal, especially when it's caught on camera."

The two people blocking Han Su's way just grinned silently, as if Han Su was telling a big joke.

The man in the baseball cap, who was sitting in the chair, smiled and said, "What are you thinking, young man? We're not here to hurt anyone; we just want your cooperation in the investigation."

"At most, it's just that you got too emotional and scuffled with my guys, causing a little misunderstanding. There are no cameras here, so don't make things up..."

"Also, I think it would be better if you cooperated with us."

"You may not know this, but someone on the Black Table has posted a reward of three million for information about your kidnapping case..."

He paused when he mentioned the number, his narrowed eyes revealing greed: "We won't be the only ones coming to you, and they certainly won't be as easy to talk to as we are. Some things can't be kept secret, and you will definitely tell us."

"Hey, being kidnapped by a monster? I can't believe you. What normal person would believe that nonsense?"

"Why don't you just tell us honestly what happened back then? We can resolve the problem amicably, once and for all, which would be a good thing for you too..."

"..."

"three million?"

Han Su listened and frowned slightly: The bounty on the black table?
On this path of life, he is now at the bottom of society and is unaware of many interesting things in Qinggang City.

But during that period of his life as the son of a rich man, he became very familiar with the etiquette and lifestyle of the upper class, as well as some of their methods!

For example, this black table seems to be a somewhat eerie website, which the administrative office has issued a document to shut down but has been unable to.

The platform frequently posts shady private commissions, involving clandestine transactions, including investigations, hiring, smuggling, and assault.

Many private investigators, bounty hunters, and outlaws make a living by accepting commissions or collecting bounties on this website.

However, this kidnapping case is something that happened ten years ago to outsiders. The newspapers are too lazy to reprint this outdated gossip. Why would someone suddenly offer such a high reward?
The three men surrounding him saw that Han Su's expression had changed, and knew that he had realized the seriousness of the situation, so they were no longer in a hurry to make a move.

He gave a subtle wink, signaling the two men to help Han Su sit down.

'If anyone believed me, I'd take the three million bounty myself...'

Han Su sighed inwardly, looked up at them, and put on a polite smile, saying, "Smoking is not allowed in the library."

"Ok?"

All three were taken aback, especially the one with a cigarette in his mouth.

Before they could react, Han Su suddenly slammed his backpack down on the face of the muscular man in front of him, then turned around and slapped the man with the cigarette in his mouth hard across the face.

"Eh?"

The man was stunned by the blow; the knife he was holding was stuck in mid-air, and he didn't know what to do.

Didn't we agree that you'd come over for 200 yuan to fill in the crowd? Why are you resorting to violence?

Before the thought even crossed his mind, Han Su went all out. He slapped the other man across the face and stepped forward, grabbing the arm holding the dagger.

Twist it in the opposite direction and there will be a crisp snap.

The man screamed, and the knife fell to the ground. Han Su casually kicked it under the bookshelf. Then, he turned around, and the muscular man had already opened his backpack, his eyes flashing with malice, and strode towards Han Su.

With his back leg pushing off the ground and his fist striking straight down, the movement looked fierce and swift, clearly indicating that he was a highly skilled fighter who had received professional training and even possessed some of the characteristics of a professional combat athlete.

But to his surprise, Han Su remained unmoved as he faced his punches.

With its only intact eye, it coldly watched him until he entered the attack range. Then, it slightly shifted its body to dodge the punch, while simultaneously spreading its right thumb and other four fingers and striking him hard in the throat.

The man was somewhat surprised by Han Su's quick reaction and hurriedly tried to back off, but Han Su followed him like a shadow.

He grabbed the arm, raised his knee to hit the egg, and then turned his back, straightening his shoulders and elbows.

Another crisp snapping sound.

"Ouch!"

The strong man's roar of pain was swallowed back down his throat. He could only bulge the veins on his forehead from the pain, and he staggered backward, clutching his broken arm, his legs tightly clamped together.

Han Su, however, acted as if nothing had happened and picked up his backpack from the ground.

To others, he appears refined and cultured, but years of imprisonment in a dark castle searching for an escape route, coupled with immense pressure, have honed his astonishing spatial awareness and reaction abilities.

Even the boxing gym instructors thought he was a natural boxing talent.

In addition, in order to escape successfully every time she was kidnapped and taken back, she has been working out very hard since returning to her present self. After all, back in the castle, even though she only has the body of a ten-year-old, her physical strength is also locked.

However, reaction speed and power application techniques can often enable one to perform actions more efficiently.

Furthermore, Han Su had experienced many different lives due to the torment he endured in the Dark Bunker.

Blind, disfigured, crippled, seriously ill... this makes him particularly adept at effectively utilizing the useful parts of his body. Of course, more importantly, these people in the real world, no matter how ferocious they appear, are far inferior to those monsters.

I was being chased by monsters and screaming every day in the castle, but in reality, you guys are going to bully me?
After slinging his backpack over his shoulder, Han Su looked at the man in the baseball cap again, took two steps closer, and said:

"Give me your arm."

The baseball cap was no longer filled with a carefree smile; his eyes were now brimming with a shocking and unconventional glint.

These two people, the one who was hired for two hundred yuan is fine, but the other one cost more than five thousand yuan and is the one I've been working with for years since I started this private service business. How could he be taken down by this inconspicuous student in just a few moves?

Sweat beaded on his forehead, and he forced a smile: "Young...young man, is this really necessary? Hurting someone is illegal..."

"You said there were no cameras here."

Han Su didn't waste any words. He raised his hand as if to slap him. The man in the baseball cap instinctively raised his hand to block, but his arm was suddenly grabbed, and his body stiffened instantly.

Han Su looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Since you're a private investigator, don't you understand one thing? In this city, there are at least two types of people you shouldn't mess with?"

"One type is rich, and you can't afford to mess with them."

"The other type is like me, whose mother can't even make ends meet..."

"..."

"Don't worry..."

The man in the baseball cap broke out in a cold sweat in shock and exclaimed, "You got into Qingdao University! You have a bright future ahead of you..."

"But I get really angry every day..."

With a shout, Han Su grabbed his arm and slammed it hard against the edge of the table.

One, two, three. On the third strike, the arm of the person in the baseball cap cracked a third time, followed by a heart-wrenching scream.

"Oh oh oh oh..."

His baseball cap had fallen off, and he now had slicked-back hair.

Han Su then released his arm, straightened up refreshed, rummaged through the books, and found the symbol he had just drawn for the long-haired female classmate. He thought about it and traced it again, making it even more vivid.

He slapped the paper in front of the slick-haired man, gestured for him to be quiet, and said, "I won't let you come here for nothing. If you're looking for clues, then this symbol is the clue. Go investigate!"

"If you can find anything, I'll give you thirty million!"

"..."

Having said all that, I left the library without elaborating further.

Although these private detectives and bounty hunters who work at the bottom of society usually don't have any real skills.

But Han Su still didn't mind casting another line, just in case they really did find something, like they'd won the lottery.

Of course, I don't have 30 million myself.

"Who suddenly issued this reward? And who has the audacity to offer three million in one go?"

After leaving the library, Han Su calmed down a bit, but his mind kept wandering as he walked to the bus stop.

This is an era where 200,000 yuan can buy a life, and 100,000 yuan can break a leg or cripple someone. Three million is already a huge sum of money.

The key issue is that, while the kidnapping case still haunts him to this day, it is, for others, an old case that has been going on for ten years.

Why would someone suddenly offer such a high reward at this time?
Han Su's "present" is uncertain, which has led him to not pay much attention to what is happening in his current life for a long time.

The only thing he could think of now was that this bounty might bring him a lot of trouble, but it didn't matter. After all, he would be caught and sent back to the past in at most half a month, and whether he could escape back was another matter!

As he pondered this, Han Su walked to the bus stop outside, silently lifted his collar, and covered his face.

"Mr. Han..."

But just as Han Su was patiently waiting for the bus to arrive, a figure appeared in front of him.

Looking up, one could see that the newcomer was a very thin man wearing a black raincoat, with only his unshaven face showing.

He looked to be only in his early thirties, but there was a sense of weariness between his brows. He was carrying a silver box covered in dust, and he looked like a traveler who had not been home for a long time.

What a wonderful day! One after another, people are coming to our door...

Han Su was already quite unhappy, but since there were cameras around, she still looked at him politely, her eyes narrowing slightly: "Excuse me, who are you...?"

“We met during the Song-Chu period.”

There are two things I didn't expect. First, the report is so pathetic. Second, what kind of ridiculous plot is this—writing something without ever having seen a deity...?

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