Fast Travel Absurdity Sutra

Chapter 241: The Great Battle in the Capital in the Period Literature (21)

In a secluded grove at Jingda, it was quiet, without a sound. With no one around, Lantian frowned, his eyes fixed on the vague black shadow in front of him. That was the projection of the consciousness of the arrogant Ergou.

When the arrogant Ergou heard Lantian's question, he immediately started his arrogant scanning mode.

At the beginning, it was full of confidence, thinking that it was an advanced system and the master in the ocean of data. It could easily find it with just a simple "kill".

Its virtual "eyes" flashed rapidly, and data surged wildly in its system like a tide, turning its entire sea of ​​consciousness upside down.

However, as the scanning continued, its confidence began to waver little by little. No matter how it moved up and down, left and right, scanning the entire world like a tireless little detective, and even turning the island country's security and defense data upside down, it could not find even the slightest clue of "killing".

It couldn't help but wonder in its heart, how come this person seemed to come from another dimension, and it seemed as if he had never existed in this world at all, so mysterious that it made its scalp tingle.

"Host, I can't find 'Kill'. It's as if he or she has never appeared in this world from the beginning, as if they never existed at all."

The boastful Ergou's voice, with a hint of frustration, sounded faintly in Lantian's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, its program code was trembling slightly because of this sense of loss.

It recalls its past heroic appearance in the data world, the problems it easily solved and the targets it accurately located. Every success allowed it to add an entry to the system's honor book.

But this time, it was looking forward to quickly completing the task assigned by Lantian and receiving praise from the host, but it did not expect to encounter such a Waterloo.

It felt like a general who was majestic on the battlefield, but was suddenly defeated by the enemy and became a miserable mess.

The feeling of falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley made its "heart" feel deeply pierced by countless tiny needles.

It constantly reviews its scanning process in the sea of ​​consciousness, trying to find out which link went wrong?

But no matter how it checked, it had no clue. This feeling of powerlessness became stronger and stronger, making its virtual body unconsciously dim a little.

"Ah, how is that possible? Can't you just hack into the island nation's national defense security system? There must be information about him or her hidden in there."

When Lantian heard this, his eyes instantly widened in disbelief, and he rolled his eyes. That look said, "Don't tease me." He was very dissatisfied with what the arrogant Ergou said.

In this dim and depressing grove, her voice unconsciously rose a few degrees, echoing in the empty space.

In her mind, Ergou is a being with great powers, so how could he not be able to do such a small thing?

After hearing Lantian's words, Ergou felt extremely aggrieved.

It screamed frantically in its sea of ​​consciousness: "I've almost used all my strength, but why can't I find it!"

But it also knew that Lantian was anxious and could only respond to reality helplessly.

"How is that possible? Is there any data in this world that you can't find? Don't try to fool me."

Lantian added another sentence.

There was a hint of doubt in her words, and even more of a hint of "provocation" towards the arrogant Ergou, as if she was urging him to show his true abilities.

This made the arrogant Ergou feel even worse.

It feels that its own capabilities are being seriously questioned.

But the fact is, it really did not find any trace of "killing".

"Really, host, I've almost torn this world's data sea to pieces. I've searched everywhere, inside and out, but I haven't seen a single trace of 'Kill'. This is very strange. Host, I'm thinking, 'Kill' this person is definitely not a simple matter. Maybe he's a big boss who's hidden very deeply."

Ergou was so anxious that he kept rolling around in his sea of ​​consciousness, like an ant on a hot pan, and his tone became increasingly anxious.

It was angry and anxious, angry at itself for being so useless that it couldn't even find anyone. It was anxious because it didn't know how to explain to Lantian, nor did it know how to solve this problem.

The advanced system capabilities that it had been proud of now became a joke. This feeling of frustration made it want to immediately dive into the pile of data and search again, and it would not stop until it found the "killer".

Lantian was really surprised this time.

At first, she thought that the arrogant Ergou was playing tricks on her and was trying to negotiate terms with her, so he was just pretending.

But hearing its anxious tone and seeing its flustered "actions", her face suddenly became serious and her eyes were full of solemnity.

She looked around; the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned factory seemed to hint at the impending crisis.

It seems that this "killing" is really not easy. Maybe it is more difficult than all the opponents she has encountered before. A tough battle is inevitable.

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In the high-end villa community in Beijing, undercurrents surge beneath the quiet atmosphere.

The lights in the villa where Cang Yong lived were dim and depressing.

He frowned and gave orders to Kuraki Yoshiko with a gloomy look:

"Fangzi, at all costs, secretly investigate this 'killer'. I want to know all the information about him, even if it's just the slightest clue."

Kuraki Yoshiko nodded slightly, her eyes filled with determination. She was also filled with hostility towards this "killing." No one who thought they were the boss would be willing to accept being second in command.

She nodded and immediately turned around to plunge into the intense investigation.

Relying on the network of contacts she has carefully woven over the years, Yoshiko Kuraki is like an agile spider, moving through the intricate intelligence network to inquire.

She dealt with all kinds of informants, using either intimidation or bribery, and did not miss any channel that might know about the "killing".

However, as the days passed, the feedback she received was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the hope in her heart.

Whether in the secret underground intelligence network or in various official or private occasions that seem calm but contain hidden mysteries, the responses received are all confused.

No one knew the true identity of "Sha," and even when this codename was mentioned, most people looked puzzled. Many had never heard of someone with such a codename. It was a mysterious symbol that had never appeared in the world before.

"Lord Cang Yong, we've checked almost everything we could, but we still don't have any clues. This 'kill' seems to have appeared out of thin air."

With a helpless look on her face and a hint of fatigue and frustration in her voice, Kuraki Yoshiko reported the results of the investigation to Cang Yong.

When Cang Yong heard this, his face became even gloomier, like the sky before a storm, so dark that water seemed to drip out of it.

He slammed his fist on the table beside him, and the ornaments on the table jumped up with a crisp sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent room.

"No, we can't just sit there and wait for death."

Cang Yong said this with gritted teeth, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well that if he could not find "Kill" as soon as possible and figure out the other party's purpose, he and his organization would be like prey running naked in the dark, and could be swallowed up by unknown dangers at any time.

"Gather all your men. From now on, cast a wide net. Investigate all recent unusual changes in the organization's missions. Check with all parties we've come into contact with to see if anyone knows of 'Sha''s' existence. Send people to infiltrate the intelligence-related black markets. Offer a substantial reward for any clues leading to 'Sha', even just a rumor. Bring them back to me."

Cang Yong sank deeply into the sofa, his head lowered and his hands tightly hugging his head, trying to suppress all the resentment and anger in his heart.

However, a moment later, he suddenly raised his head, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he quickly issued a series of instructions.

Every word was like a sharp blade, cutting through the air, revealing unquestionable majesty.

Yoshiko Kuraki looked solemn and directed her subordinates to receive orders in an orderly manner.

She moved lightly but quickly as she moved through the rooms of the villa, accurately conveying Cang Yong's orders.

For a moment, the entire villa was like a lit powder keg, boiling in an instant.

Fortunately, this villa is not the accommodation area arranged by the Ministry of Education for Cang Yong.

In order to be able to move around easily, Cang Yong has been living in this very secluded villa. To the outside world, he claims that this is the legacy left to him by his parents.

This way, it doesn't look out of place.

His men disguised themselves as nannies, housekeepers, drivers and gardeners in the villa and lived with him.

At this time, Lantian, having no other options, had instructed Deser Ergou to closely monitor Cang Yong's every move. Now, seeing this situation from the footage broadcast by Deser Ergou, he couldn't help but frown. This Cang Yong seemed very wealthy.

From this point of view, his identity can be traced back to three generations of ancestors.

So, in this way...

Lantian frowned again.

Inside the villa, footsteps were hurriedly heard and telephones rang one after another. The men were like a group of well-trained hunting dogs, rushing towards their respective targets and engaging in intense investigations.

The villa area here is an old one, built before the founding of the People's Republic of China, with a very high floor area ratio. The villas are far apart, and the owners rarely interact with each other. Especially recently, with the nationwide economic boom, many people with keen sense of smell have already found ways to leave the country, making this place seem even more sparsely populated.

This gave Cang Yong great convenience. The entire perimeter of his villa was planted with dense trees, surrounding the entire villa tightly, making it difficult to see what was going on inside from the outside. Once the villa's high iron gate was closed, the high walls and dense trees blocked all prying eyes from outside.

This means that outsiders have no way of knowing what is going on in the entire villa.

Cang Yong slowly walked to the window and looked through the glass at the inky black night outside.

At this moment, the hustle and bustle of the city was almost isolated, leaving only his inner thoughts.

"'Kill', no matter who you are or how deep you hide, I will definitely find you and let you know the price of provoking me."

He swore secretly in his heart, and although his voice was soft, it revealed his extremely firm determination.

The dim light poured in from behind, stretching his figure out long and slender, casting a cold shadow on the floor. He looked like a solidified sculpture, emitting a chilling aura.

As the days passed, Cang Yong's men were like travelers groping in the dark, running into obstacles everywhere.

They searched through every file within the organization, checked every contact with various forces, and even turned the intelligence black market upside down, but they still couldn't find even a trace of "killing".

Cang Yong sat in front of a desk piled with documents, his eyes bloodshot, fatigue and anxiety left deep marks on his face.

He kept flipping through worthless reports, feeling a surge of frustration in his heart.

"How could this be? Could it be that 'Kill' is really a ghost and doesn't even exist in this world?"

He muttered to himself, his voice full of helplessness and confusion.

Just when Cang Yong was at his wit's end and could only endure the inner torment and wait patiently, the radio machine moved and a telegram arrived quietly.

He opened the telegram with trembling hands. It read: "Stop acting without authorization, or you will bear the consequences."

Just a few words, but they were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

Cang Yong only felt a chill on his back, and his clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

It turned out that his every move was under the close surveillance of "Kill". The other party was like an invisible ghost, always watching his every action and every thought.

At this moment, Lantian, on the other side, was facing a thorny dilemma. She stared anxiously at the helpless yet slightly smug Ergou in front of her, her heart as restless as an ant on a hot pan.

"Is there really no other viable solution?" Lantian frowned, a hint of reluctance in his words. The arrogant Ergou slowly shook his virtual head, accompanied by a low and dull humming sound.

Lantian clenched his teeth tightly, and after a moment of contemplation, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him, and he spoke:

"Since we can't directly obtain information about the 'murder' through conventional means, let's find another way and adopt a roundabout tactic. Ergou, from now on, you must pay close attention to Cang Yong! You must know that he is also investigating matters related to the 'murder' at this moment. This way, we can indirectly find clues about the 'murder' from his series of actions."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ergou cheered up instantly as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

It focused all its attention on Cang Yong's every word and action without hesitation, not daring to slack off or be negligent in the slightest.

"Ergou, tell me, why is there no problem with Cang Yong's identity? Since his ancestors left him an inheritance, he should be a Chinese?"

Lantian looked at Ergou who was busy showing off in his sea of ​​consciousness, and asked casually.

After hearing Lantian's words, the arrogant Ergou's figure, which was still busy moving on the surface of his consciousness, suddenly froze.

He turned around slowly, his words stuttering.

"Ah, ah, host, what did you say? I don't understand what you mean."