Then let the witch offer her loyalty

However, what Chen Moxin pulled out was not a weapon, but an identification document.

His next words immediately plunged the surroundings into a deathly silence.

"Chu Fan, on a 'Witch Hunter' case, I need to discuss a business deal with you."

Chapter 13 I, Chu Fan, a Smart Man

Witch hunter?!

The name made many rioters gasp for breath.

The Witch Administration Bureau is not a secret agency; it is established in the open, just like the Public Security Bureau, and all citizens of the Empire know of its existence.

Within the Bureau, there is a very special group of people: the "Witch Hunters".

Psionic power is an extremely powerful supernatural force, and even with extensive training, ordinary operators would find it difficult to deal with illegal psionic users.

Only psychic energy can fight against psychic energy.

The profession of witch hunter was created for this purpose.

Witch hunters are elites within the Bureau, and they are allowed to form spiritual contracts with witches in the containment area, thus becoming psionicists.

There is no essential difference between "Witch Hunter" and "Witch Agent"; both are men who obtain spiritual power through a spiritual contract.

The only difference is that Witch Hunter represents the official side.

In the Rose Empire, where psychic powers are strictly controlled, they are the only people who can legally possess psychic abilities.

The witch hunter's mission is to make good use of her acquired psychic powers to fight against those "illegal psychics" who refuse to cooperate with regulations.

The reputation of Witch Hunter has always been polarized among the public.

Those who support psychic control policies see themselves as heroes who work silently in the shadows.

Opponents, however, called these hunters lackeys of imperial power.

Regardless of how outsiders evaluate it, one thing is beyond doubt.

Where witch hunters appear, something big is usually about to happen.

As the thugs were stunned, Chu Fan also frowned and squinted at Chen Moxin.

"Witch hunter? Hand over your identification, and take off your mask. Let me see if the person matches the identification."

"Why do you think I'm wearing a mask? This is a top-secret operation."

Chu Fan shrugged: "You only showed me the label on the ID, how do I know if it's fake?"

"There are too many fake certificates these days. Just a couple of days ago, some idiot tried to impersonate a police officer with a fake certificate. After he was caught, he was immediately thrown into the Blackwater Lake with cement."

"Doing business is all about trust. If you trust me, then I'll trust you too."

"Show me your ID. I promise I'm just checking your identity. If you really are a witch hunter, I'll give you a discount."

Chen Moxin said calmly, "Our personal information is kept strictly confidential. If you know my true identity, then I will have no choice but to kill you."

These words made the atmosphere even more tense.

If an ordinary person dared to spout such nonsense, these thugs would have already bled him dry.

Faced with a suspected witch hunter, no one dared to make a move.

At this moment, Chu Fan displayed the shrewdness expected of a group leader. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he simply waved his hand and said, "Fine, I won't do this business."

“I don’t trust you, and you won’t let me verify your identity. If we don’t trust each other, how can we do business?”

“I’m not the only one selling goods on the frontier. You should find someone else. I’ll pretend you were never here. Someone, see him out.”

Chen Moxin's amber eyes behind the mask narrowed slightly, as if she were smiling.

"Don't rush, we've known each other for a while now, so here's a little gift for you."

He took a black plastic resealable bag out of his pocket and threw it on the ground.

The thugs who came to chase people away glanced back at Chu Fan, who nodded to him, indicating that he should take it.

Chu Fan took the black sealed bag, touched it, and felt that it contained what appeared to be a small booklet.

Chen Moxin: "Turn to page 8 and take a look."

Chu Fan took out the booklet and turned to page 8.

I saw it read:

[Fun Fact for Day: You can't breathe through your nose and mouth at the same time. Try it and see!]

Chu Fan: "Shhhhhh."

Chen Moxin: "The dog is so well-behaved~"

Chu Fan snapped out of his daze and flew into a rage, slamming the booklet on the table and pointing at Chen Moxin's nose as he yelled, "Are you trying to cause trouble?!"

The thugs were about to rush forward menacingly when Chen Moxin smiled meaningfully and said, "What, don't you like my gift? Why don't you take a closer look?"

Chu Fan subconsciously looked down at the table.

"Hehehe—" The booklet on the table had somehow turned into a scare box, and a clown puppet with a shrill laugh popped out of it, giving Chu Fan a close-up shot.

The sudden turn of events startled Chu Fan.

The surrounding thugs were also terrified, and those who had been close to Chen Moxin retreated in fear.

Just now, in full view of everyone, this could absolutely not have been some kind of magic trick.

It must be some kind of psychic energy!

He has credentials from the Administration Bureau and also possesses psychic abilities...

This identity speaks for itself.

Chen Moxin stood there looking at Chu Fan, a hint of coldness creeping into her smile: "Tell me, wouldn't it be funny if I put this scare box down your butt?"

Chu Fan turned pale with fright, clutching his backside and screaming, "No, no, no! Ugly Bro! Stop it! Really stop it! I believe you, I believe you're a witch hunter!"

"What are you bunch of idiots standing there for? Hurry up and set up a seat for my Ugly Brother!"

The thugs quickly brought a chair for Chen Moxin.

Chu Fan also jogged over with a shameless grin, rubbing his hands together and saying, "Brother Ugly, I wasn't fully awake this morning, it was a misunderstanding... Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"We, the Undying Gang, are all law-abiding citizens, honest and trustworthy, loyal and patriotic, and firmly support the leadership of the court. We will absolutely cooperate with all instructions from your bureau!"

Chen Moxin didn't waste any words and said directly, "I heard that your Undying Gang has a lot of good stuff. Help me get a few things."

"First, the 'Tarantula' type biomimetic reconnaissance robot."

"Second, the 'Hunter Type 1' tactical eyepiece."

"three..."

After listening to Chen Moxin's report, Chu Fan glanced at him suspiciously.

These are all very advanced combat support equipment.

Logically speaking, given the administrative status of the Witch Administration Bureau, these items should all be in their equipment inventory.

Why didn't Chen Moxin go to her own bureau to get it, instead of coming to the border to buy it?

Could this guy be an illegal psychic with fake credentials...?

However, Chu Fan dared not say anything more about this.

He certainly didn't want to go to the hospital and have the doctor ask him, "Young man, why did you put the clown box up your ass?"

Whether he's an illegal psychic or a real witch hunter, the initiative isn't on my side, so I'll just play dumb.

Sometimes, it's best not to be too clear-headed about life.

Chu Fan pushed his distracting thoughts aside, pondered for a moment, and then smiled somewhat awkwardly, "Well, Brother Ugly, we do have the items, but what you quoted are all high-end goods, adding up to at least four or five million..."

"Giving a discount is fine... but if you're thinking of taking it all... we're just a small business... well... you know... haha..."

As he spoke, he carefully observed Chen Moxin's expression.

He was ready to slide to his knees if the other person's expression showed even the slightest sign of something was wrong.

Fortunately, Chen Moxin didn't embarrass him. She took out the gold bars from her pocket and put them on the table: "These gold bars are worth about five million. Don't bother with discounts or change. Just consider it as making friends."

Chapter 14 Preparing to Steal the Base

Chu Fan has done a lot of big business deals, but those people always haggle over prices. Clients like Chen Moxin, who are so approachable despite their high status, are quite rare.

According to the rules, these gold bars should be verified to be genuine. However, in order to leave a good impression on Chen Moxin, Chu Fan did not verify them on the spot. Instead, he handed them to his underling and secretly winked at him, indicating that they should be verified in the back.

He also made up an excuse and said to Chen Moxin with a smile, "Brother Chou, the things you want are in another warehouse. Wait a moment, and I'll have someone go get them right away."

Chen Moxin saw Chu Fan's little tricks.

However, he didn't dislike it; on the contrary, he thought the person was quite clever.

Soon, the goods were inspected, and the younger brother returned with two suitcases.

Chu Fan personally handed it to Chen Moxin, saying respectfully, "Everything you requested is inside. Please take a look. For such a generous customer as Brother Chou, I'll give you a five-year warranty. If there are any quality issues, I'll replace it free of charge."

Chen Moxin opened the box to inspect the goods, confirmed that there were no problems, and then picked it up.

Do you sell any blue tablets here?

"Little blue tablet? What little blue tablet?"

"The kind of medicine that men take."

Chu Fan then realized what was going on and grinned somewhat lewdly: "Yes, this thing sells very well in the border regions, but what do you need it for... cough cough... I won't ask!"

"Brother Ugly, there are many kinds of these little blue pills, both imported and domestic. Which one do you want? I'll just send you a box."

Chen Moxin replied, "Give me the strongest kind."

Soon, the younger brother brought over a dark blue medicine box.

Chu Fan handed the medicine to Chen Moxin and carefully instructed, "Brother Chou, this one is very strong. Just take one pill at a time. Don't take too many, or Newnew will explode."

Chen Moxin hummed in agreement, put the medicine in her pocket, and left with the two suitcases.

On her way back to Xinshi by taxi after leaving the border region, Chen Moxin received another message from Chen Wenzhe:

How are things going with you and the girl?

It's been several hours, don't tell me you still haven't held hands.

Chen Moxin didn't reply with a text message. Instead, she took out the small blue card from her pocket, took a picture of it, and sent it over.

Chen Wenzhe first sent a "?", shocked by the sudden surge in his son's progress in conquering the enemy.

Then he sent several thumbs-up emojis in quick succession.

[Excellent! Truly worthy of being the rising star of the Chen family!]

"Son, why are you taking this kind of medicine at such a young age?"

[What are some things men should tell their dad?]

I know an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor who specializes in treating this disease; it's guaranteed to work.

Chen Moxin ignored him.

A while later, Chen Wenzhe sent another message:

【Chen Moxin, why aren't you saying anything?】

Are you shy?

Seeing that the other person was talking nonstop, Chen Moxin replied with two messages:

I understand the logic.

Why do you know the traditional Chinese medicine doctor who treats this disease?

Chen Wenzhe fell silent.

Chen Moxin continued to send messages:

[Old Chen, why aren't you saying anything?]