Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 289 Remnants of the Bronze Script (Seeking monthly votes mid-month)
"Bah!"

When he took the first shot, the truck driver's expression twisted instantly. He collapsed to the ground, but still tried to get up. He was truly a tough guy. His eyes turned bloodshot, and his teeth clenched so hard they made a grinding sound. He looked like he wanted to eat someone alive.

But when the second shot hit him, his eyes suddenly became much clearer.

When the third shot hit him, his eyes were filled with terror.

When the fourth shot hit him, he felt the threat of death acutely. He felt as innocent as if he had been reborn. He tried to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but the pain prevented him from making a sound. His groin was already soaked with blood.

"Indeed, pain is the best way to wake someone up!"

Han Su finished him off with the last shot before slowly reloading. He turned to look at the others, his gaze not deliberately fierce, his tone indifferent: "I am a special envoy from Qinggang, here in the Bailashan area to conduct research on safety and labor protection issues."

"This person is suspected of maliciously aiding the spread of superstition, so I executed him in public. Does anyone have any objections?"

"..."

When investigators are out in the field, they all refer to themselves as special envoys and do not let ordinary people know that the profession of investigator exists.

Of course, things are already in chaos now, and everyone, from top to bottom, knows about the investigators' existence.

However, considering that he would have to write a report when he returned, Han Su was still very careful.

"..."

Faced with Han Su's quiet figure, the people in the gathering point who were slowly approaching also noticeably slowed down their movements.

Some exchanged glances, some reached behind their backs to touch the scrap metal and other items they carried, and others quietly pulled out their homemade hunting rifles, sharp machetes, pickaxe handles, and other such items from under their stalls.

An invisible crisis was rising, and the air seemed to become somewhat dangerous because of their silent approach.

As these people tentatively cast their gazes at him, Han Su calmly looked at them.

Just standing here in an ordinary way, my mental state is naturally stimulated, and my figure seems to be taller than usual.

This suppressed and silent approach ultimately failed to create the desired effect of a sudden surge forward. The crowd's bodies seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, making it difficult for them to move forward.

In the midst of the silent standoff, someone suddenly let out a low, hoarse call, and everyone immediately awoke as if from a dream, rushing towards the center.

They didn't dare rush towards Han Su, but they quickly took off the scrap iron and steel bars, bicycle frames, truck wrenches and other items they were carrying, piled them up in a messy manner, and then quickly made way for him.

However, an unexpected and bizarre scene unfolded.

It was clearly just a hasty and haphazard arrangement, but once the crowd moved aside, the piled-up scrap metal had vaguely transformed into the shape of a ferocious humanoid deity, complete with eyebrows, eyes, a skeletal frame, and a magical artifact in its hand.

He glared angrily at Han Su, who was holding a gun and had his arms crossed.

Without anyone noticing, the sky darkened a bit, and a strong wind picked up around us.

The statue they had set up looked like it was glaring angrily at Han Su. As a result, the commoners in the surrounding gathering points also began to feel that anger. They seemed to merge with the statue, and their gazes toward Han Su became even more ferocious.

Those who were initially somewhat afraid of Han Su are now gradually becoming bolder.

He gripped his weapon again, and when he looked at Han Su, his gaze now held the air of scrutinizing prey.

Beside him, the doctor observed with great interest, while Black Tiger's muscles bulged slightly.

Before piecing together the statue, these people were ordinary people. Even if they had malicious intentions, Black Tiger would not have attacked them. But now, with the appearance of the statue, Black Tiger has instinctively sensed a certain fierce aura, and his fighting instinct has been activated.

"As expected, there is mysterious pollution present!"

Facing the strange statue made of scrap metal, Han Su felt reassured and suddenly glanced at the black tiger beside him.

"work!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Black Tiger immediately jumped into the jeep next to him, opened the trunk, and revealed something covered with a canvas.

Then, with a creaking sound, he pushed the object under the canvas onto the roof of the vehicle. He then operated the turntable, quickly turning it halfway around, and then aimed it squarely at the statue made of scrap metal. Everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.

It was a six-barreled revolver, the only heavy weapon Black Tiger had brought out from the Disaster Management Bureau.

"Da da da……"

As Han Su nodded slightly, Black Tiger immediately fired without hesitation, the muzzle blazing with blue flames as bullets began to spray out.

Endless bullets, carrying the smell of burnt air, pierced through the air and struck the statue made of scrap metal.

In an instant, the strange statue was torn to shreds, sparks flying everywhere, and the oppressive and eerie atmosphere that had just appeared in the air vanished completely.

The eagerness on the faces of the people at the gathering point vanished instantly, and they became simple and kind. They even threw away their hunting rifles and weapons, howling and running away, or hiding back in their tents trembling.

"It still knows how to run, so it seems the pollution isn't too serious."

Han Su, standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Of course, if they don't run away, it means the pollution is particularly severe. In that case, shooting them directly should be in line with the work process, right?"

He then looked at the professor and asked, "Is there anything wrong with my logic?"

"no problem!"

The professor stood up and said, "Even if there is one, there's nothing I can do. I'm very good at writing reports. You two just need to get on with your work."

"What a waste of time! We didn't even find any real mechanical Buddha followers!"

Han Su and the others looked at the empty gathering point that had been emptied in an instant, and feeling disheartened, they got back into the car.

This time, however, the doctor was driving, and Black Tiger needed to free up his hands to control the six-barreled revolver that had already been revealed, as there was a possibility that some demons and monsters might appear on this road.

Han Su sat in the passenger seat, reviewing the preliminary results of his investigation here:

"So, these are the lowest-ranking believers of the mysterious organization?"

"They don't even know what their beliefs are, nor have they actually joined the organization. They are just living in this area and have become the foundation of the mysterious organization."

"They don't possess any true mystical power, so they can't achieve mental infiltration. Their minds have just been distorted, and when that cobbled-together idol appeared, their courage subtly increased..."

"So, what kind of behavior do believers at higher levels exhibit?"

"..."

As we continued forward, the road became noticeably more lively. As we entered the mountains, dense forests began to appear on both sides of the road, and every now and then, we could see human-shaped ornaments hanging out on both sides of the road.

That is to hollow out a person's internal organs, pierce and shape their body with wire and steel bars, and arrange them into a posture that is either confessing their sins, kneeling and begging for mercy, or spreading their arms to show their dedication.

Some were hung on trees, while others were placed by the roadside.

As they continued their journey, they encountered at least four or five more, giving them an increasingly eerie feeling that they had entered a sinister place.

And every now and then, deep in the woods by the roadside, one could hear the sudden clanging of metal, accompanied by hoarse shouts.

"Is this intimidation and a threat?"

Han Su and the doctor discussed, "We can sense that the other party has begun to unleash some mysterious power, and their purpose seems to be..."

"...Let our car break down?"

"..."

Admittedly, this was indeed the lowest-level attack from a mysterious force that Han Su had ever encountered.

He could sense that along with the commotion in the mountains and forests on both sides, some strange and mysterious forces would suddenly attack.

But once he was in the car, the moment he had a thought, these attacks vanished without a trace, affecting neither the vehicle nor the people inside.

He kept his black briefcase by his side, hoping to capture some mysterious power to explore with the Book of the Emperor. However, the faint mysterious power on both sides of the road was not even qualified to be analyzed by the Book of the Emperor, and was not enough to be successfully stolen.

Black Tiger, on the other hand, seemed to have gotten excited. No matter what strange things happened on either side of the road, he only gave one answer.

"Da da da……"

"..."

A burst of bullets went in, and whatever was in the nearby woods immediately became obedient.

"Why do I get the feeling that their current performance isn't good enough for an investigator to be promoted to an independent investigator?"

Han Su had experienced the Mother Tree incident and knew how devastating that disaster was.

Theoretically, the problems at Baila Mountain should be more serious than that incident, but they seem to be less severe than expected.

The doctor, who had also been observing along the way, finally spoke after some thought: "At this point, we can only determine that these mysterious believers worship at least a source at the level of a race or higher!"

"Beast-level beings would not form such an order and distorted culture. They would only become deformed due to the pollution from the mysterious source. What is worth being wary of is the restraint they are showing at this moment."

"The more they know how to exercise restraint, the more it demonstrates the maturity of their faith, and the maturity of their faith represents their accumulated knowledge and profound understanding!"

"So I would advise you not to underestimate the pollution problem here."

“We haven’t met the true believers yet, but just from the truck drivers on that highway, the people at the gathering points, and the harassment we’ve encountered along the way, we can tell that their followers are spread throughout the region and have even become common knowledge.”

"And we came here to solve the problem, and we also had several standards."

"Ideally, we should demonstrate our strength to the other side and then negotiate to get them to voluntarily withdraw from the Baila Mountain area."

"Many mysterious organizations actually accept this rule. After all, they only worship gods and develop followers, but they don't want to fight to the death with the city. Only when both sides have no way out will they choose to fight by force and rely on human lives to determine a winner..."

"Now that the other side has demonstrated control over this area, it basically means that negotiations are no longer feasible!"

"..."

Han Su couldn't help but glance at the doctor as he listened to these words.

This person's experience and knowledge are clearly less than mine, and there's still a significant gap, but he always manages to analyze things that are useful.

"It's definitely not feasible anymore..."

He sighed softly, looked ahead, and said, "The big one is coming..."

Before the words were even finished, a row of spotlights suddenly lit up ahead. It was almost dusk, and the mountain path, hidden in the dense forest, was already shrouded in darkness.

Suddenly, the bright headlights shone directly on them, and even the doctor slightly raised his hand to shield his eyes.

But he wasn't in a hurry at all. He lightly applied the brakes, glided forward a short distance, and then came to a stop.

Then he turned to Black Tiger and said, "Don't get excited!"

Just as he sensed something was wrong, he was about to push the six-barreled rotary gun off the roof of the vehicle when he paused, looking at the black tiger that was flashing past in front of him, and then looked at Han Su.

What could Han Su say? He could only scratch his head and say to Black Tiger, "Let's listen to him!"

Then, as I got out of the car, I was immediately struck by the dazzling light. Ahead, on the mountain road through the jungle, there was a temporary checkpoint that had been set up. The blinding headlights of the vehicle shone directly at me, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Han Su narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils contracting abnormally, before his gaze pierced through the bright lights and he could see clearly the rows of armed personnel behind the sentry post.

They erected barbed wire fences, and several armored vehicles were piled up in front of the checkpoint as cover. All the bullets were loaded, and they looked well-trained. My pupils contracted again, and I saw the epaulets on their shoulders, which had the logo of the "Black Inscription" company on them.

"Black Inscription?"

Han Su thought about it carefully and quickly remembered the name.

The old gentleman at Dingxiang Mansion had two students: one was an alcoholic, and the other was a tall woman named Xu Wenhua.

Among them, the alcoholic entered the Disaster Management Bureau as an investigator, taking the path of getting close to the council and becoming an independent investigator.

Xu Wenhua, on the other hand, runs a security company, which is quite successful. It is the most famous security company in the Qinggang area and secretly maintains a large armed force that can even go directly to the battlefield, including some elite members from mysterious circles.

People like her are very low-key in the city, but once they leave the city, they can easily pull out an armed force to fight against the armed forces in the city.

With her strength came corresponding influence. She was responsible for the security of major companies and mining areas in the surrounding area, and she also had a wide range of business interests, including those of major conglomerates and businesses that spanned cities and even regions.

"Stop immediately, vehicles ahead! You have entered private mine territory. Reverse immediately..."

"Warning! You have entered a private mine. Retreat immediately..."

"..."

Just as I was thinking this, the other side started shouting.

Han Su calmly stood in front of the jeep with his briefcase and said to the other party, "Since you work in security, you should be able to recognize the briefcase in my hand and know that I am from the Disaster Management Bureau. Where did you get the guts to shoot and block the road?"

His voice wasn't forceful, but it was louder than the other person's voice even when they had a megaphone, and it even drowned out the other person's voice.

“I recognize you as an investigator from the Disaster Management Bureau!”

The other party was silent for about two seconds before speaking again: "But these are turbulent times, and our employer has instructed that no suspicious outsiders are allowed to enter, so please understand our work."

"If we were in the city, we would have to cooperate with the Disaster Management Bureau unconditionally. But we are outside the city now, and we only follow the orders of our employers and bosses. If you move forward any further, don't blame us if things get out of hand!"

"..."

"No wonder everyone said this task was originally prepared for a drunkard, and only he could complete it..."

Han Su thought to himself, the information Wei Lan had given him immediately flashing through his mind. He looked up at the sentry post opposite him and said:
Which team are you from?

There was a moment of silence on the other end, perhaps knowing Han Su's identity, and there was no point in hiding it now: "We are members of the first, fourth, and seventh elite teams of the Bailashan Mining Area Security Brigade. Your Excellency, we have no intention of being enemies with the Disaster Management Bureau, but we have orders from above..."

"Need not……"

Han Su raised his hand to stop him from saying anything more, and asked, "Your person in charge seems to be surnamed Hou. Where is he?"

Wei Lan's information mentions that of the four children rescued from the castle this time, two are in Baila Mountain, one has no information available, and the other is suspected to be an ordinary person.

Of the two people in Baila Mountain, one was in charge of security work in the Baila Mountain mining area. His identity was the captain of the fourth team of the security brigade. His surname was Hou and his given name was Hou Zhizhu. Now, when asked about their affiliation, the identities immediately matched up.

What the hell...

Of all the people who came out of the castle, this guy did the worst, ending up as a security guard at a mine.
Unfortunately, it was this guy's men who came to cause trouble as soon as they entered.

Hearing Han Su's question, the other party immediately assumed that Han Su had gathered all the intelligence before attacking, and of course would not betray their superior. They immediately shouted, "Our captain is not here. We are just following orders. Return the way we came immediately..."

"I won't need your help when I'm about to take action."

Han Su lowered his head slightly, and his voice immediately reached Black Tiger and the Doctor's ears. He quickly said, "Your mission is to save your own lives. Don't die or get injured. Just wait for me to come back and solve the problem..."

"..."

As he finished speaking, the sound of gun bolts being pulled rang out from the other side.

The other party not only shouted, but also deliberately loaded their guns to put pressure on Han Su, fearing that Han Su would not agree to retreat.

But at that same moment, Han Su suddenly looked up, pointed to the opposite side, and then fired a shot.

The instant the bullet left the barrel, Han Su had already silently recited the incantation: "All things respond to my will!"
As the bullet flew out, his own spiritual power also permeated it, instantly borrowing the kinetic energy of the bullet and rushing straight towards the other side.

"Swish, swish..."

After the bullet left the barrel, it flew into the night sky, but the spiritual power that accompanied the bullet instantly shattered the rows of car headlights and the searchlights erected on the sentry post, and darkness descended upon the earth in an instant.

"Don't actually fire, don't actually fire..."

"Take him alive! Take him alive!"

The moment the gunshot rang out, the squad leader on the other side was shouting frantically, ordering his men not to fire.

Even in such a tense situation, the sound of bullets whistling through the air was inevitable, but in the darkness, they were completely inaccurate.

At the same time, Han Su's figure flashed slightly, entered the forest, silently recited the incantation number 01, and his figure disappeared, quickly approaching the opposite side.

But instead of acting rashly, he took out a pair of glasses from his briefcase. These were the same glasses that Lu Neng had stolen and given to him, intending for him to return them to him on this part of his life. They were quite useful.

He put on his glasses and scanned the crowd opposite him. He saw a squad leader among the armed men urgently reporting to his superiors. He could guess that their real leader was nearby directing the operation. The situation was spiraling out of control, and these men would certainly report back to their superiors.

Han Su wanted this; he wanted to use the glasses to see where the person in charge was hiding.

The glasses that allow one to see through logic can see the person who fired the bullet through a bullet, and can also see the person on the other end of a conversation through a radio or telephone. However, when the distance is too far, it will be beyond Han Su's own field of vision.

At this point, Han Su only needs one direction.

Sure enough, as the other party picked up the wireless phone and hurriedly reported something, a series of water-like ripples appeared in Han Su's vision, flowing straight in a certain direction.

He immediately moved quickly and rushed over. Soon, he saw a group of tin-roofed houses behind a hillside, guarded by armed men. He easily bypassed them and quietly sneaked inside.

"Are you all crazy?"

As soon as they got closer, they heard someone shouting anxiously from the middle tin shack: "This time it's different from the last ones. I've already found out. This time it's the star investigator from the Disaster Management Bureau!"

"This guy is Zhang Chiguo's confidant. He was promoted to investigator by Zhang Chiguo in less than three months. They might even be eyeing the independent investigator position..."

"...They're fucking corrupt! These people from the Disaster Management Bureau are even more corrupt than us. Even our security company's promotions aren't this blatant!"

"...He can't die here, otherwise Zhang Chiguo will come and wipe us out!"

"...We definitely can't let him in!"

"Then kill his two assistants, teach him a lesson, and make him obediently go back..."

"In short, we can't let him ruin the priest's plans..."

"..."

'They're quite polite; they only killed the assistant, not the person himself...'

Han Su's gaze quickly locked onto his target, one of the children he had brought out of the castle. He even recognized him; it was the one who had almost escaped with Rong Qiyue but was pushed back by the boy with the bowl cut...

But what's wrong with this guy? He's only around twenty years old, but he has a face full of menacing features, like a villain.
In a flash, he suddenly appeared inside the tin shack, then flashed twice more, closing the distance to seven or eight meters, his face close to the other's, and smiled:
"You say I got this job through connections, do you have any proof?"

"..."

"What the hell?"

Han Su's sudden appearance and close-up shot startled the security captain, leaving him in a cold sweat.

With a loud shout, he raised his hand to grab Han Su's face.

Han Su raised the black briefcase to shield himself, and at the same time raised his gun to kill the two guards who rushed up beside him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the terrified man slap his hand on the black briefcase, and his expression changed drastically.

A ticking sound began to ring out.

His expression changed countless times in an instant, and the next moment, he suddenly pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bah!"

Gunshots rang out, but he aimed his gun at a guard outside who had heard the commotion and was rushing into the room.

After killing this person, he panted heavily and stared intently at Han Su.

The cold sweat on his face didn't melt away; instead, it flowed even more profusely, carrying a sense of relief: "Thank goodness..."

"Thank goodness you came..."

"..."

"Ok?"

Han Su was somewhat surprised. Having awakened so many people, very few had adapted as quickly as he had.

"I never imagined that I, who had been completely turned into a puppet, would actually lose my own consciousness..."

Just as he was wondering what was going on, Hou Zhizhu suddenly looked up, grabbed Han Su's hand, and shouted breathlessly, "Quickly, quickly notify Qinggang, the Baila Mountain area has completely fallen..."

"Yes……"

"It's the remnants of the Bronze Legion who brought twelve living bronze puppets here, attempting to destroy the Bronze Altar and reclaim the Will of Bronze..."

(End of this chapter)