My profession is too unique.

Chapter 83 A Once-in-a-Lifetime Chance!
"This... is the only way we can do it," Zhang Hongbo said helplessly, forcing himself to speak.

He was already prepared to be blamed by Xia Hanshi, but the other party simply said lightly:
"Alright, we'll do as you say. Send letters in my name to the nearest cities, asking each to send some people to help."

You actually agreed?
Yang Yan and Gu Bing were taken aback; this was a thankless task.

Even if people are brought in and they find clues, it will still be difficult to explain if there are heavy casualties during the subsequent crackdown.

Zhang Hongbo was also surprised, but then his face lit up with excitement.

Su Chen, who was standing to the side, could see clearly that after this incident, the leaders of the other cities would naturally be dissatisfied, and the bad reputation would fall on Xia Hanshi again.

Old Xia knew about these things, but as long as he could kill the Ghost God Cult, he didn't care. This was his core principle. Su Chen pondered to himself, Old Xia truly hated them.

Looking at Zhang Hongbo, who was excited and ready to send the letter, Su Chen thought to himself: Old Zhang, Old Zhang, we've already let bygones be bygones last time.

But this time, it's not my fault. It's all your fault for not watching where you're standing.

He then coughed lightly, and seeing that everyone's attention had been drawn, he said, "I recently heard Sun Tai mention some clues that might be helpful for the search."

"How about we investigate this lead first?"

"Sun Tai again?" Zhang Hongbo paused, realizing something was amiss, and frowned, "How can someone from the Internal Affairs Section have so many informants and more leads than the Patrol Section and the Investigation Section?"

"Who knows?" Su Chen shrugged.

Xia Hanshi glanced at him meaningfully: "Then call that little fat boy over."

So, Sun Tai, who had just returned to his office, was hesitating whether or not to report the news of his hometown being robbed to his old superior who was far away at the ruins as soon as possible.

Before a decision could be made, orders were received, and he rushed here again.

"Presiding Judge, Special Envoy, City Lord, Brother Su..." Sun Tai greeted them one by one as he entered, standing aside and muttering to himself.

When she saw Su Chen's encouraging gaze, she felt even more puzzled.

"Sun Tai, Su Chen said you have clues about the Ghost God Cult?" Zhang Hongbo asked first, regaining his city lord's authority.

"A clue?" Sun Tai's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately thought of the letter that someone had slipped in, and a shiver ran down his spine.

“This, this…” Sun Tai’s eyes darted around, and he dared not meet Zhang Hongbo’s gaze.

How can he say that your brother colluded with the cult of the evil gods?

It's hard to say whether the city lord in front of us truly doesn't know or is pretending not to.

“Deliberately concealing information about the Ghost God Cult is a serious crime,” Xia Hanshi said casually, causing Sun Tai’s entire body of fat to tremble.

But then Su Chen added, "Brother Sun, if we really find anything, it will be a great achievement."

Su Chen was certain that the item was still in the General Warehouse of the Trade Bureau. He was absolutely certain that it could be found.

Xia Hanshi did not speak.

Sun Tai's mind raced. "I've already told Brother Su about that letter. Why didn't he just say so?"

Afraid of offending Zhang Hongbo?

No, Brother Su isn't that kind of person. Besides, he's now the presiding judge's student. There's no way he'd be afraid.

Moreover, why would Brother Su mention such unverified information in front of so many big shots? He's clearly not a reckless person.

Clues to the cult of the uncanny gods... How did that letter end up in my house...?

Merit... merit... great merit...

Sun Tai's mind raced, and he had a vague feeling that this might be the only chance he would ever have in his life.

He needs to decide whether or not to take a big gamble.

If we win, the rewards will be unimaginable.

But if they lose, they might find it hard to bear the consequences.

"Sun Tai!" Zhang Hongbo's voice was much louder. He was already in a bad mood, and seeing the other party stammering as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, he became even more displeased.

“Yes…” Sun Tai responded subconsciously, his subconscious mind having already made the decision for him, and blurted out: “I do have clues, but they are unverified, so I dare not speak recklessly.”

"Speak!" Zhang Hongbo said in a deep voice. "Speak whatever you know. Whether it's useful or not, we'll verify it!"

Sun Tai lowered his head, looking at his belly, his voice trembling slightly, "According to intelligence, a few days ago something seemed to have been transported into the main warehouse along with the trade caravan, and it's related to the Ghost God Cult."

"General Warehouse of Commerce and Trade?"

Zhang Hongbo's expression immediately changed. He subconsciously looked at Su Chen, then stared at Sun Tai, his voice icy: "Where did you get this intelligence?"

“This comes from an informant who is dead. This is the last message he passed on before he died,” Sun Tai said, forcing himself to speak.

Since the source has already been identified, it's impossible to say that the letter came from a letter slipped into his house; it's better to leave no one to verify it.

Yang Yan and Gu Bing exchanged a knowing glance, seemingly suspicious.

"Your informant is really something." By the last three words, Zhang Hongbo was already gritting his teeth.

“Your reaction is wrong.” Xia Hanshi’s eyes were fixed on Zhang Hongbo.

"The person in charge of the General Warehouse of Commerce is Zhang Feng, who is also the younger brother of City Lord Zhang," Gu Bing said at the right time. They were fairly familiar with these basic facts.

“No wonder…” Xia Hanshi suddenly realized, a chilling smile appearing on his face.

Is this a frame-up or retaliation?

Zhang Hongbo couldn't help but think that despite his subordinates' long-term covert investigation, there was no evidence pointing to the trading warehouse; it all seemed to be Yuan Chenyang…

No… he was startled. Perhaps it wasn't that the investigation yielded no results, but rather that the subordinates hadn't investigated at all!

Yuan Chenyang, who had launched a high-profile investigation, was taken away by him, at least on the surface.

In that case, who would dare to touch his brother?

If a problem is found, how will we explain it?

just in case…

Zhang Hongbo felt a chill in his heart, but forced himself to remain calm and quickly issued orders: "First, send out scouts, city patrols, and the three guards to surround the main warehouse of commerce. Do not let anyone escape."

“No…” Xia Hanshi interrupted abruptly, looking at him coldly, “Don’t use Nanfeng’s people, just the four of us, let’s go.”

Zhang Hongbo looked very unhappy, knowing that he was not trusted for the time being.

If something is found, this distrust will not be temporary, and could even have more serious consequences.

"You and this chubby boy stay here for now, don't wander off," Xia Hanshi instructed.

"Understood." Su Chen nodded, and added, "Please be careful."

He further emphasized, "Be extremely careful!"

He was certain there was something big in the General Warehouse of Commerce, but Xia Hanshi didn't know that yet. He probably still thought it was just a hideout, and at most he was wary of that priest.

These two reminders should at least make Lao Xia a little more vigilant.

The four people left the rooftop and quickly headed towards the general warehouse of the trade center, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Brother..."

Beside him, Sun Tai's corpulent figure trembled in the cold wind on the rooftop. "Do you think we can find any trace?"

"I don't know why, but I have a feeling that I might actually gain something," Su Chen said quietly, gazing at the endless lights of thousands of homes below.

Hearing this, Sun Tai's expression softened a bit, and he pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

But then he closed his mouth again, opened it again, closed it again, and repeated this several times before whispering, "Brother, I'm a light sleeper."

Su Chen glanced at him in surprise, then grinned and said, "Don't worry, no one should disturb your sleep anymore."

To Sun Tai's surprise, and even to Su Chen's surprise, they didn't wait long, only about half an hour in the cold wind.

boom!
In the direction where Xia Hanshi and his companions left, a golden fire dragon rose into the sky, coiled in the heavens, and showered down meteor showers.

Furthermore, the rain and mist were thick, and the huge black phantom soared into the air, still clearly visible even from such a distance.

"Old Xia..." Su Chen's expression suddenly turned serious, and a fight broke out.

“That…that is…” Sun Tai’s throat bobbed, incredulous: “There really is something?”

After glancing discreetly at Old Sun, whose face was filled with horror, Su Chen switched to "Black Tuo Believer" mode, and his expression immediately changed slightly.

My gaze followed its movement, and there it was, gone.

.........

"...They are indeed planning to summon Black Tuo here in Nanfeng." Xia Hanshi's face was very unpleasant. His withered tree-like hands stroked the floating flame dragon head beside him, and his eyes were like eerie ghost fires.

Yang Yan and Gu Bing stood behind him, panting heavily, with a large number of metal containers piled up in the distance.

The surrounding area was an open space with many corpses lying around it. In the center was a large crater with many fragments of shipping containers scattered around it.

Zhang Hongbo staggered to his feet, his usually calm face now devoid of color.

"A Black Tuo statue! It's actually a Black Tuo statue!" Gu Bing gritted her teeth. "The resources invested by the Black Tuo believers are enormous!"

The appearance of the priest had already surprised them, but the black statue was even more terrifying. It was a true "statue" and extremely precious.

“The priest, the black statue, they’re all hidden here. It’s become a den of ghosts…” Xia Hanshi suppressed his anger.

“I am to blame…” Zhang Hongbo said through gritted teeth.

"You have no chance." Xia Hanshi hadn't expected to run into the priest and the black statue like this.

The Black Buddha statue houses Black Buddha's powerful energy and true Black Buddha consciousness, serving as a crucial support for summoning Black Buddha.

With this, the time and process of summoning the Black Tortoise vessel will be greatly reduced.

However, the manufacturing process is extremely difficult, and other evil gods rarely use this thing, let alone Black Tuo.

“City Lord, you can’t do it.” Xia Hanshi showed no mercy, his eyes filled with killing intent: “Whether your whole family lives or not depends on whether you are willing to put righteousness before family.”

Yang Yan and Gu Bing rarely agreed, as they had thought that even if there were clues here, they would only be a few big or small ones.

Because the clues were too simple, they didn't even think the priest would be there, but unexpectedly, they found the priest and the black statue facing each other.

If it weren't for Xia Hanshi, they would already be corpses.

"I..." Zhang Hongbo's expression changed several times. The position of city lord was gone without warning, and his ambitions and power were gone in an instant.

The dramatic ups and downs of the situation made it difficult for him to remain calm, even with his composure; he felt dizzy and nearly fainted.

But in the end, he suppressed his emotions and solemnly nodded: "I understand!"

Not long after, Xia Hanshi and the others returned, but Zhang Hongbo was nowhere to be seen. He called Su Chen into his office and solemnly instructed him:

"For the time being, don't go anywhere, just stay here."

(End of this chapter)