From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 123 Why are you forcing me?

After pausing for a while, Qingqing, whose body was illusory and looked unstable, collapsed and turned into flowing water, sinking into the pipe entrance not far away and disappeared.

It took Jiang Yao several hours to refine and integrate all the new evil energy in his body.

However, this kind of refining is only a preliminary refining. If he wants to completely integrate these evil spirits into his body, he still needs to spend time to slowly adjust them.

"Every time I use the Yin Sha Body, the aftereffects for a period of time afterwards are really hard to bear."

"I have to stay at home without seeing the sun for a while. I hope my health will return to normal as soon as possible!" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jiang Yao picked up a mirror and looked at himself in the mirror.

His face was as pale as paper, his whole body was skinny and bony, and he had obviously lost weight.

Although he felt that he was in good health, if his neighbors saw him outside in this state, they would definitely point fingers at him behind his back and gossip about him for a long time.

Jiang Yao may not care at all about what others think of him, but after all, people's words are scary, and being talked about by others can easily bring him some unnecessary trouble.

In addition, when he appeared on the street with this image, not only would he feel uncomfortable being exposed to direct sunlight, but his chances of being asked for his ID by uniformed police would also increase many times.

There's no way. His current appearance makes it easy for people to associate him with the word drug addict.

Taking all these reasons into consideration, he, who is a low-key person and doesn't like to be in the spotlight, naturally chose to stay at home during this period of time when his health was not good.

Fortunately, with the card given to him by Wan Zhiming, he had no problem maintaining normal food and accommodation.

Not long ago, he received his first month's salary as an undercover agent, which was more than ten thousand or nearly twenty thousand.

For the sake of the money, Jiang Yao went out a few times and took the opportunity to take a look at Ding Dachang and his gang from afar, leaving a spiritual mark on each of them.

Although there are certain limitations on the number of spiritual imprints, with his current strong mental power, the number of spiritual imprints that exist at the same time has reached as many as twelve.

Compared to when he just left the small county town where he grew up, Jiang Yao's mental power has increased a bit, and the number of mental imprints has also increased a little.

He stayed at home and ate some instant noodles and canned luncheon meat. After filling his stomach, he took out a fruit knife and tried to cut his arm.

The blade cut his arm, and he looked at the fair and tender skin, which was as tough as cowhide.

Although Jiang Yao did not use his full strength, the strength used in his arm holding the fruit knife was definitely higher than that of an ordinary person. But even so, the sharp blade only left a shallow mark on his arm.

However, when he changed from cutting to stabbing with a fruit knife, it didn't work so well.

If Jiang Yao used a little more force in his hand, he would be able to pierce his skin, causing blood to begin to seep out of his arm.

"With my current physical strength, I shouldn't have any problem defending against a sharp blade."

"Not counting the secret techniques I have mastered, if I just rely on my own strength, I can run to join a gang, holding a machete, and hacking people from one end of the street to the other, and I have a good chance of escaping unscathed."

"However, I'm still not strong enough. Not to mention hot weapons, I can't even withstand the piercing of cold weapons and the hitting of blunt weapons."

"But luckily, I have Qingqing to help me practice. If I can survive for another year or so, ordinary cold weapons should be unable to cause much damage to me."

Jiang Yao thought to himself, putting down the fruit knife.

He only thought about joining a club or something like that, but it was impossible for him to actually do it.

After all, he was determined to be a good person and wanted to live openly under the sun.

Those members of the society may seem prosperous on the surface, but in fact, they are just like rats in the gutter.

In the eyes of wealthy families, the bosses of social organizations are just toilets. They are used when they are useful, but most of the time, they are too lazy to even look at them.

The police station keeps an eye on them every day. The more powerful the boss is, the more closely they are watched. If something happens, they may be asked to go to the police station to assist in the investigation. Even their most trusted right-hand men are still undercover police agents, betraying themselves all the time.

Some people might like this kind of life, but Jiang Yao has no interest in it at all.

Instead of joining a gang, it is better to find a way to whitewash yourself and slowly work your way into the police force.

After all, taking the civil service exam was his ultimate dream in both his previous and current lives.

In Hong Kong, there is no rule that police officers cannot do business. There is no conflict between him sneaking into the police force and him starting a company to make money, right?
After having a general understanding of his body's defense, he began to test the strength of his current mental power.

In the past, the range at which he could control his ghost was about eighty meters.

Now, his spiritual perception has extended and its distance has increased to over a hundred meters.

The increase from 80 meters to 100 meters may seem small, but it is not calculated that way.

With Jiang Yao's current strength, it would be much more difficult for him to make further progress than before.

At the beginning, if he improved his mental power a little, he might be able to increase the control distance by one meter. But now, the control distance that can be increased by a little improvement in mental power has been reduced to 0.1 meter.

Although there was no mental power data displayed on the light screen panel, Jiang Yao could clearly feel that his mental power had indeed increased a lot during this period of time.

Hiding in my room, several days passed quickly.

Although Jiang Yao's physical condition has not fully recovered, his body has become fuller, his complexion has become slightly rosier, and he no longer looks as scary as he did in the previous few days.

It was still noon, and still on the rooftop of Dingyuan Building.

I don’t know what Wan Zhiming is thinking. Every time he meets with his undercover subordinates, he doesn’t choose any other place but to go to the rooftop.

Originally, Jiang Yao was planning to continue resting for a few days, but after receiving the news from Wan Zhiming, he hesitated for a moment and still walked out of the house and came here.

After all, he was paid as an undercover agent, so since Wan Zhiming asked to meet him, he had to give him a little face.

On the rooftop, there was a slight gust of cold wind when Wan Zhiming came out from behind a pile of debris. With a sullen face, he walked a few steps towards Jiang Yao.

"It's been more than a month since I gave you the information about Ding Dachang and his gang."

"During this period, I urged you several times to find an opportunity to get close to Ding Dachang."

"But what about you? You always make excuses to me. Not to mention getting close to Ding Dachang and others, you haven't even left the Jinxia Building where you live for many times."

"I told you last time we met that I would do my best to satisfy any needs you have, but there is a prerequisite. You have to do your best to complete the tasks I assign to you."

"Tell me yourself, what have you been doing during this period of time? Is this how you work undercover?"

……

When Jiang Yao saw Wan Zhiming coming over, he was originally planning to say hello to him.

But this guy didn't give Jiang Yao this chance at all. He pointed at Jiang Yao and scolded him without saying a word.

Jiang Yao, who was originally smiling, suddenly looked a little ugly.

He looked directly at Wan Zhiming, smiled coldly, and responded: "Sir Wan, you know that I am not Jiang Yaozu, then you should understand that I am not your real subordinate. The relationship between you and me is just a cooperative relationship."

"If you want credit, I can give it to you. If you want to catch Ding Dachang, I can help you as well."

"How many years have you been keeping an eye on Ding Dachang? But you never had any evidence to arrest him, and he has been at large." "How long has it been since I got the information about that gang? Only about a month, do you have to be so anxious?"

"I know how to do things, and I don't need you to tell me what to do. All you want is the result. Give me a year, and I guarantee you'll catch Ding Dachang red-handed."

……

With Jiang Yao's ability, if he really wanted to help Wan Zhiming wholeheartedly, it wouldn't take so long to capture Ding Dachang.

It’s just that he doesn’t want to spoil Wan Zhiming.

After all, people tend to push their luck further. If he helps Wan Zhiming catch Ding Dachang red-handed in a short period of time this time, who knows what outrageous task he will assign to him next time?
"Do you have the capital to cooperate with me?"

Wan Zhiming curled his lips and sneered, "I'll give you one last chance. Tomorrow night, I will arrange some people to arrest Hei Guisen, Ding Dachang's subordinate, at the Nightingale Capital Nightclub, which is his favorite place to go."

"You stay there in advance and find an opportunity to help Hei Guisen escape. Then slowly gain his trust and use him as a medium to get close to Ding Dachang."

……

As he spoke, he took out a piece of A4 paper and calmly handed it to Jiang Yao.

The content on the paper was very simple, just a face, a name, and the words "Wanted" in large letters.

Jiang Yao took the paper and just glanced at it, his expression changed several times.

"More than a dozen lives, Jiang Yao. I didn't expect that you, who look so weak, actually have such a skill?"

"The last time I saw you, I really underestimated you!" Looking at Jiang Yao's reaction, Wan Zhiming curled his lips with disdain.

Then, he continued, "According to my instructions, tomorrow night you will get close to Hei Guisen, and then take the opportunity to get close to Ding Dachang. This is your only way to survive."

"If you are stubborn and continue to treat me perfunctorily as before, then I will have no choice but to report your case to the higher-ups."

"After being deported back to the Federation, you will have a certain outcome. I believe you know it very well without me having to tell you."

"Also, don't look at me like that, and don't even think about killing me to silence me."

"Before coming here, I had already made all the necessary preparations. If anything happens to me, the report about your identity will immediately appear on the desks of several high-ranking officials in the Hong Kong police force."

"I can tell you for sure that I have you in my life. If you want to survive, you have no other choice but to let me control you!"

……

Staring at Jiang Yao, Wan Zhiming's face became almost ferocious when he finished speaking. He even almost pointed his finger at the tip of Jiang Yao's nose.

But the next moment, Jiang Yao, whose eyes were almost on fire, suddenly stretched out his big hand, grabbed Wan Zhiming's neck, and lifted him up.

"I came to Hong Kong from the Federation. Originally, I just wanted to change my appearance and become a good person."

"When others bully and humiliate me, I endure it as much as I can and don't want to cause any trouble."

"I've already shown myself to be so weak, why do you have to force me? Why do you have to make my hands, which have just been slightly cleaned, be stained with blood again?"

"Threatening me? Do you think you can take advantage of me in this life? Who do you think you are?"

"You are just an ant. I have tolerated you and given you what you want. I have already given you a lot of face. Since you are actively seeking death, fine, I will grant your wish today!"

……

Jiang Yao's handsome face was now distorted to the point of being almost hideous.

Originally, he was filled with endless rage and was ready to strangle Wan Zhiming's neck. However, his remaining rationality made him temporarily give up this tempting idea.

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, and he looked straight into Wan Zhiming's eyes.

Because of this sudden change, Wan Zhiming was obviously a little flustered. As soon as he came into contact with the strange light in Jiang Yao's eyes, he was visibly stunned, and then he began to become confused.

"Hello, sir!" Jiang Yao had just loosened his hand that was pinching his neck and put him down again. He stomped his feet and saluted Jiang Yao respectfully.

Because in Wan Zhiming's eyes at this moment, Jiang Yao was no longer Jiang Yao, but had become the Commissioner of West Kowloon Police Station.

"I have good news for you. Your promotion report has been approved."

"Once you are officially appointed, you will leave the Anti-Drug Unit and move to the Serious Crime Unit as Chief Inspector."

"Let Team B follow up on the case you have on hand. For the time being, give me the undercover information you have. I will arrange for someone else to take over!"

……

His expression was still very grim. Jiang Yao looked directly at Wan Zhiming and gave instructions.

The trick of deceiving the mind can magnify certain desires in a person's heart, and then induce him with words to do something that seems absurd but reasonable.

Although this trick is extremely strange, it is not omnipotent.

Just like now, the identity fabricated by Jiang Yao can make Wan Zhiming voluntarily hand over the undercover information, but it cannot make him commit suicide by jumping off the building.

After all, this is no longer the feudal era where the subjects had to die if the king wanted them to. It is impossible for Wan Zhiming to seek death on his own initiative just because of an order from others.

In this state of being bewildered, Jiang Yao was unable to make Wan Zhiming self-harm or commit suicide, but he could easily do so with another secret technique.

However, after being possessed by the ghost and forcibly controlled, the target was awake.

Once this technique is used, Jiang Yao will definitely not leave any survivors. After all, the ability to forcibly control others is too taboo. Once it gets out, it will definitely bring him huge trouble.

But now, Jiang Yao only wants Wan Zhiming to hand over the undercover information. Using his mind to confuse him is enough.

Logically speaking, Wan Zhiming was promoted and given a raise, and was transferred from the anti-drug team to the serious crime team. The nature of the cases he was in charge of was different. It was reasonable for him to hand over the undercover information on hand to his successor, wasn't it?
"Director, the undercover information I have is in the cabinet in my office."

"In addition, I have a backup at home. I'll get it for you now!" Wan Zhiming, who was still immersed in the endless joy brought by his promotion to Chief Inspector, bowed and responded quickly.

"Okay, I'll go get it with you now!" Jiang Yao nodded expressionlessly.

When using the Deception Technique, the target's eyes must meet yours.

While maintaining this confused state, Jiang Yao cannot be too far away from his target.

It was almost the same as being possessed by a ghost. A distance of one hundred meters was the limit of the control he could achieve when using his magic to confuse people.

Wan Zhiming wanted to go back to get the information, so Jiang Yao naturally had to follow him.

Unlike Jiang Yao who had a stern face, Wan Zhiming was in a good mood and his face was almost smiling like a flower.

He was extremely attentive along the way. After retrieving his car from a parking lot near Dingyuan Building, he drove Jiang Yao quickly towards the police station.

(End of this chapter)