Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 287 The Vanished Mechanical Fragments (Please vote with monthly tickets!)
"We need to gather intelligence and information on various forces in the Baila Mountain area. We need to go out and handle some matters."

Han Su first contacted the two investigator assistants, the Doctor and Black Tiger, by phone to convey his attitude: "It doesn't matter if we can't gather all the information in a short time. We can receive this intelligence on the way. The important thing is that we need to set off as soon as possible."

"The intelligence is correct; I have been making the necessary preparations."

When Han Su met the doctor at the Disaster Management Bureau base, this unhurried guy was unusually calm:
"But you're bringing this up so suddenly, is it because you've got the opportunity to challenge for the independent investigator position?"

Han Su looked somewhat surprised: "How did you guess so accurately?"

"Isn't this how efficiently and simply you people with connections get promoted?"

The doctor said calmly, "Executor, investigator, independent investigator, push forward step by step, ensuring that the data is accurate and that no one has grounds for criticism, while also not staying in one position for too long and losing ambition."

"Previously, everyone rose through the ranks from executor to investigator's assistant, and then to investigator!"

"After the incident with the Mother Tree, I was thinking about what other incidents would be suitable for you to handle, which would allow you to advance quickly without seeming strained!"

"Through the current collation and comparison of data and news from various areas around Qinggang, I have observed the chaos in the Bailashan area. This place is practically a place specially prepared for the promotion of independent investigators."

"I was worried before that your connections weren't strong enough to secure this mission, but now it seems..."

He gave Han Su a satisfied look: "Your backer has not disappointed me!"

Seeing how certain he was, Han Su almost believed him, but the crucial point was that he had only made the decision half an hour ago...

And speaking of relationships, I did have some connections in the past.

It wasn't Zhang Chiguo, whom she'd dragged along to use as a tiger-skin coat, but Miss Ai, who had always protected her and arranged everything. Unfortunately, Miss Ai had gone to another battlefield and could no longer manage everything for her.

Thinking about all this, he couldn't help but recall the strange words Song Yushi had said in the castle. They seemed to vaguely echo what Miss Ai had told him before she was sealed away, making everything seem shrouded in mystery.

Seeing Han Su's helpless expression, the doctor seemed to understand what he was thinking. He simply smiled and adjusted his glasses with his middle finger, showing that he only looked at the data and was more confident than Han Su himself.

As I was thinking, Black Tiger drove up, his car fully loaded with firearms and various tools needed for his investigation missions.

This surprised Han Su: "I haven't even submitted the relevant application yet, and you've already taken the things out?"

Many of these tasks require submitting reports and applications, which I haven't had time to write yet...

Both the Doctor and Black Tiger are investigator assistants, so they shouldn't be qualified to apply for these things directly, right?
"Because it has your signature!"

As Black Tiger loaded things into the car, he glanced at the doctor as if it were a matter of course and said, "He signed it!"

"His handwriting imitation is so good, it's even better than your own."

"..."

Han Su immediately turned to look at the doctor. Had this guy forged his handwriting to sign his name?

Doesn't the Disaster Management Agency check everything very strictly?

Some highly confidential applications and approvals even require iris and voiceprint scanning. When did it become possible to solve everything simply by signing a document?

"After all, you are a star investigator, so as your assistants, we now have quite a bit of prestige in various departments of the Disaster Management Agency."

The doctor sorted through the data and said calmly, "In addition, after the incident with the Mother Tree, the Disaster Management Bureau seems to have weakened its management efforts. Miss Ai is no longer as concerned about everything as before, so the coordination between many departments has inevitably become somewhat lax."

"...I'm quite good at finding these gaps and weaknesses, which can save us a lot of time."

"..."

"……Fine!"

Han Su understood, but something still felt off.

Knowing that his S-class celebrity investigator status was somewhat dubious, he never used it to pursue fame, fortune, or convenience. As a result, while he didn't enjoy any of the benefits, his two investigator assistants did.

"Since the application has already been approved, let's go!"

Seeing that everything was ready, Han Su had nowhere to voice his opinion, so he could only sit in the passenger seat.

Upon closer inspection, Black Tiger was driving, while Black Tiger sat idly in the passenger seat. The Doctor, on the other hand, was sitting in the back seat, carefully reading mission-related information on his laptop, but something seemed amiss.

Why does it feel like I'm the assistant?

……

"So, they really just requested a car, three handguns, less than a hundred rounds of ammunition, and a heavy machine gun, without requesting the mobilization of personnel or trying to invite other trusted investigator friends for assistance, and then they just left the city like that?"

While Han Su and his group were on their way, Cui Qiao, the secretary who had stayed in Zhang Chiguo's office, felt something was amiss and called the relevant department to inquire.

After hearing the other party's answer, her expression suddenly became very interesting: "Does this celebrity investigator not understand how crazy a complete mysterious organization can be, or does he not know how deep the waters are in the areas outside the city?"

"Does he know that even when the Buddha goes out to deal with those mysterious organizations, he needs to bring a small force with him?"

"..."

But as outrageous as it may be, they immediately completed all the necessary procedures for Han Su in Zhang Chiguo's name.

Since this guy left the city directly, if I don't complete these formalities, it will be difficult for him to write a report afterwards.

……

……

“Mr. Moses, we are unable to pinpoint the exact location of Abyss Studio.”

At the abandoned D7 experimental base in Qinggang, Li Moses was in the interrogation room, watching the work of anchoring the Abyss Studio.

He had two tasks: one was to assist Song Chushi, and the other was to cooperate in the investigation of the Seven-Day Divine Descent Plan.

Since there has been no movement from Song Chu Shi's side, I decided to stay here and try to communicate with Abyss Studio.

However, the results were not smooth. The staff member next to him said in a deep voice, "We can get entangled with Bai Senmang through his memories, but the Abyss Studio is too high-level. We cannot unilaterally anchor ourselves to others or forcibly obtain their coordinates."

"The other party... doesn't seem to be very welcoming of our disturbance!"

"..."

"Then you can just talk to the other party or send a message."

Li Moses said with a calm face, "Tell them that Qinggang is very disappointed with the lack of results in their work, and because of the White Corpse Rebellion, many different voices have emerged within Qinggang. If they don't give an explanation, things won't be right."

"We are willing to cooperate with their investigation into the failure of the Seven Days Divine Descent and spare no effort to get things back on track."

"...for example, interrogating the only survivor of the kidnapping case."

"..."

As he spoke expressionlessly, the staff around him quickly entered the relevant information into an old-fashioned telegraph machine, and then waited patiently amidst the roar of the machine.

The response was unexpectedly quick. Suddenly, an unknown spiritual force surged back into the room, causing sparks to fly throughout the interrogation room. Bai Senmang shuddered, rolled his eyes, and slumped back in his chair.

Even the roaring machine suddenly became dull and muffled, as if it could no longer bear the weight and was on the verge of collapse.

"Mr. Moses..."

The worker guarding the telegraph machine spoke in a trembling voice, "The other party replied, she...she said..."

"Qinggang has no right to be anxious or not anxious. They do not allow us to interfere in any way or for any reason with any of the relevant people or matters..."

"otherwise……"

“…You will suffer the consequences at your own risk!”

"..."

After she relayed the message in a trembling voice, the mechanical roar suddenly reached its peak, followed by an abrupt silence, and wisps of smoke rose, signaling the complete failure of the anchoring operation.

Lee Moses's expression also suddenly turned extremely ugly.

After a moment, the female intelligence officer beside her whispered, "Abyss Studio is too arrogant. They look down on Qinggang. What about our work..."

"It's their problem if they don't cooperate."

After a moment, Li Moses replied coldly, "Whether or not I should carry out the mission I received is my business. My goal is to investigate the true reasons for the failure of the Seven Days of Divine Descent. It is necessary, but not mandatory, to have a dialogue with the Abyss Studio."

"Whether they cooperate or not, I will carry out my mission."

"And now..."

He paused slightly, and the female intelligence officer immediately understood, whispering, "If we want to investigate the reason for the failure of the Seven Days' Descent, we need to thoroughly investigate this kidnapping case from the beginning. But without the cooperation of the Abyss Studio, our only clue..."

"...There's only that celebrity investigator!"

"..."

Lee Moses nodded slowly: "If we want to take action against him, then we'll definitely need a signature."

"Go find Minister An; he should give us this signature."

"..."

"..."

"Those guys in Qinggang were too hasty; they even dared to forcibly locate us..."

In the Abyss Studio, a member of the scalpel team arrived at the deepest part of the studio and reported to Ms. Shen: "Shouldn't we teach those arrogant people a lesson?"

"No need, they're just scared." Ms. Shen, with a cold expression, slowly spoke: "After all, these three people who signed the agreement on behalf of Qinggang and even cooperated with our plan have been pursuing their noble dreams for ten years without success. Instead, they've gradually become the targets of others' attention. How could they possibly sit still like this?"

"They were just worried that Bai Senmang's fate would become their fate as well."

"..."

"but……"

The scalpel team member replied in a low voice, "We do need to conduct a deeper investigation."

"The council sent another urging email. Currently, the number of heirs on the Superbody Altar is still below the required level, which confirms that there is some unknown channel of loss. Meanwhile, the number of heirs on the Abundance Altar is overflowing, and the Bronze Altar remains vacant..."

"All these problems require us to find their root causes and provide corresponding solutions."

"This time, the death of the substitute successor codenamed White Corpse may also confirm the appearance of the true successor of the Bronze."

"Qinggang is in such a hurry because it feels that this might be the main reason to investigate the matter thoroughly."

"..."

When confronted with her reminder, Ms. Shen didn't answer, but instead stared blankly at the core of the laboratory. This was the base of the entire laboratory, yet a large area of ​​it was left empty.

After a long pause, Ms. Shen answered in a low voice, "Do you remember, there was supposed to be something here?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Scalpel team immediately changed their expressions. They quickly checked their own mental models to make sure they were not contaminated before saying, "Our security measures are in good condition. It's impossible for someone to take anything away from the Abyss Studio without anyone noticing."

"Furthermore, I have checked the operation logs and monitoring videos from the past three years, and the records show that this area has always been empty."

"..."

Ms. Shen nodded slowly and said gently, "You don't need to be nervous. I was just thinking about it too. In my memory, this place has always seemed to be empty. I just feel that it's unreasonable for such a central location to have such a large empty space, right?"

"The failure of the Seven-Day Divine Descent Plan is truly a headache; there are just too many uncertainties..."

"Sometimes I feel..."

"..."

She slowly reached out and touched the large empty space, saying softly, "There used to be something here, but it was taken away in a way that is beyond our comprehension..."

Her staff became nervous, knowing that she was dealing with some unbelievable things.

He suddenly looked up: "Do we need to refer to the original blueprints?"

After a long pause, Ms. Shen whispered, "Yes, we need to report this to the council!"

"We need to refer to the original blueprints to determine certain things, which means they have to... take my husband..."

"...Release them!"

"After all, he designed all of this, and only he could understand the purpose of the entire model, right?"

"..."

After saying these words, she seemed to have made a decision. She slowly stood up and said to the staff around her, "As for the investigation of the Will of Bronze, it's not Qinggang's place to interfere. Send someone to test him!"

"If the Will of Bronze is truly within him, then bring him back to the Abyss Workshop. If not... then leaving him outside will make it easier for us to observe him!"

Seeing Ms. Shen's serious expression, the staff member hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes!"

……

……

"Damn it!"

An Zenghui, the commander-in-chief of the Qinggang Armed Forces, returned to the lounge after a dull vote at the Qinggang Council. He slammed his hand on the table, his face ashen: "What exactly is Abyss Studio thinking?"

"They consistently fail to perform their own duties properly, which we found unacceptable, so we assigned an independent investigator to assist them, but even that was met with such uncooperativeness?"

"If this drags on until the tide comes in, we'll all be doomed!"

"..."

Beside him, his assistant, who was also his biological daughter Anwei, slowly raised her head, her eyes cold and expressionless, and said, "If the Seven-Day Divine Descent is successful, we will receive noble honors, and our status will leap above other families in Qinggang, and even above the Xu family."

"But if the Seven-Day Divine Descent fails, there will definitely be forces led by the Xu family to settle scores, and we will become the scapegoats."

“We have good reason to suspect that the woman was just worried about her son, which is why she didn’t take action against the celebrity investigator.”

"Li Moses came to you for this signature because he knew that to investigate the reasons for the failure of the Seven Days Divine Descent, he would have to take action against that celebrity investigator, but he didn't want to take that responsibility."

"..."

An Zenghui looked up at his daughter. He trusted her completely, so he had told her about the Silent Plan long ago and involved her in his work.

Now they're directly asking: "So, what do you think? Should we give them the signature or not?"

"I can't give it to you."

Anwei looked at An Zenghui and said, "Once it's given, Li Moses will have the power of life and death over that celebrity investigator. If something goes wrong, Abyss Studio might turn around and say that we interfered with their work."

"However, anyone with a brain would know that the failure of the Seven Days Divine Descent must be related to this sole survivor. Letting things drift is not a solution either."

"..."

An Zenghui frowned immediately: "That's the same as saying nothing at all..."

"Therefore, I cannot give you the signature, but I will take matters into my own hands."

Anwei looked at his father and said, "The people I arranged have reported that he has his eye on the missions around Baila Mountain and has already left the city. This is exactly our opportunity."

"I will personally approach him to test his strength, and if necessary, conduct a full memory reading of him!"

"..."

"Very good……"

An Zenghui's expression suddenly became exceptionally good. He looked at his daughter with relief and said in a deep voice, "You know, I got involved in this matter back then for you and for our family."

"Although you are a girl, you are the most capable of all my children. If I am awarded a medal in the future, I will definitely pass this title on to you."

"..."

"I know!"

Anwei glanced at her father, her expression more like a sneer: "If you don't give it to me, I'll take it myself!"

“If you give them to me, I will still raise and take care of your most beloved son and grandson, and let them live as a group of rich pigs. But if you don’t want to give them to me, I will kill them all, leaving you no choice but to give them to me.”

An Zenghui's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

Anwei laughed instead: "By saying these unpleasant things upfront, we can avoid making mistakes, right?"

An Zenghui's expression shifted several times, but he finally managed a smile: "After all, they are your own brothers. You shouldn't say such things in the future. Of course, I will always remember your contributions, so how could I possibly mistreat you in the future?"

"But... are you sure?"

Anwei merely gave a cold, confident smile: "That place is our own property, and I have the ability to access other people's memories as easily as reading a book..."

Do you think I'm confident or not?

"..."

In the end, An Zenghui could no longer express his worries. He could only smile and praise her repeatedly. After returning to the manor, he personally took care of everything for his daughter, then saw her off to the car and watched her leave. Only then did his face fall, and he turned back to the manor.

He had to admit that he was afraid of his daughter.

However, her abilities were too great, so great that he really couldn't live without her. Every time he felt he should get rid of her, he knew that after cutting off his own arm, many things would become much more difficult.

……

……

"Alright, the initial data compilation is complete."

At this moment, Han Su, who had just left the city, took the information handed to him by the doctor in the back seat and heard him say, "The industries in the Baila Mountain area are all controlled by several conglomerates in Qinggang."

"However, by examining their distribution of interests and their hierarchical relationships, it is not difficult to conclude that the real master is actually An Jia, who controls the armed forces in Qinggang."

"In other words, if you want to start your work smoothly here, you must get Anjia's support."

"Can the powerful figure behind you help us persuade the An family to cooperate with us?"

"..."

"I don't even know anyone named Anjia or Anjia..."

Han Su took the documents, frowning as he spoke, but his gaze swept downwards, and he suddenly paused slightly: "An Wei?"

Isn't this girl someone I just brought out of the castle?

He let out a slow breath, nodded gently, and said, "But then again, perhaps it's possible..."

(End of this chapter)