Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 382 A Strike from the Flintlock Pistol

Where is he?

Ms. Shen was wearing a pair of silver handcuffs, which were intricately designed with complex patterns.

Outwardly, she showed no signs of injury, only that her hands were handcuffed. However, her movements were still restricted, and after a long trek through some kind of secret passage, she looked somewhat haggard.

Her hair wasn't combed as neatly as before; a few strands had fallen loose. After stepping out, she immediately glanced at the surrounding streets, her gaze seemingly somewhat timid.

She felt a sense of disappointment at not seeing the person she wanted to see right away, but more than that, she felt a subtle sense of relief.

She let out a barely perceptible breath, composed herself, and said calmly, "Unlock my handcuffs and find me a place to stay."

"I need to tidy up my appearance."

She paused slightly, glancing at her teammate Voodoo in front of her, her voice carrying a hint of discussion and explanation: "This is the first time I've seen him since I sent him into the Void Palace. I don't want him to see me in this disheveled state..."

"Don't worry, I won't run away."

“If I hadn’t volunteered, your captain wouldn’t have been able to put these handcuffs on my wrists so easily.”

"..."

"Ah……"

But in response to her suggestion, Voodoo sneered, "You think you're here to visit relatives?"

"This is just an opportunity given to you by the law, and of course, it's also an opportunity for him."

"Only if you complete these tasks assigned by the captain before he arrives in Linyuan City will your meeting with him be meaningful and you will have a chance to talk to him later."

"If you can't finish it, then you and your son will have to stay here together anyway, along with that audacious and eccentric doctor. The three of you will be all together. What special meaning does it have to be whether those few strands of hair are messy or not?"

"..."

Ms. Shen suddenly looked up, her gaze sweeping over Wudu's face.

At this moment, it seemed as if all her spiritual power had been sealed away, and even her eyes had lost the oppressive force unique to extraordinary beings, but there was still a certain intense emotion within them that could not be ignored:
“I did not complete the plan of the Guardian of the World. You want to take me down, so I did not resist. He... my husband, he made his choice. It is reasonable for you to arrest him and deal with him.”

“But my child… he’s your intern now, and he hasn’t done anything against the rules.”

"Aren't the Circulating Knights supposed to be the most respectful of the rules? How could you treat him like this?"

"..."

"The roving knights disdain any underhanded tactics, but your son isn't exactly an honest man either..."

Upon hearing this, Voodoo sneered: "We've been observing him all this way, and he's hiding quite a few tricks. Besides, he's only nominally halfway into the Traveling Knights, but he hasn't actually entered the Temple yet, so he's not one of us."

"And more importantly..."

"You two have already done so much, yet you still expect him to survive in the Traveling Knights organization?"

“You’re a researcher, so theoretically your brain shouldn’t be this stupid.”

"..."

Ms. Shen remained silent for a long time. After a while, she raised her head slightly and sighed softly, "So, the fate of our family of three was already decided long ago, wasn't it?"

"Did it begin when I failed to execute the Divine Descent Plan properly, or when my husband and I stood before the World Council and proposed the idea of ​​the Divine Descent Plan? Do you really think that just because my son and I are here, we can..."

"...lure them out?"

"Where do you get the confidence that you, just a few of you, can create a trap to imprison the freakish doctor..."

"..."

"Shoot..."

These words sounded like a woman's sigh, but for some reason, Voodoo felt a sense of pressure.

He suddenly raised his hand, and his fingertips quickly drew a strange symbol. The next moment, the silver handcuffs on Ms. Shen's hands lit up with a series of runes.

The handcuffs suddenly became incredibly heavy, almost falling to the ground.

Logically speaking, Ms. Shen should have been unable to bear the weight and might even have been pulled to the ground, but she only slightly bent over and then stubbornly held on.

Her arms seemed to have been stretched out, and her eyes, hidden beneath her loose hair, coldly looked at him.

The voodoo man felt inexplicably uncomfortable under her gaze, and recalling some legends about her family, he paused slightly in the mysterious ritual, coldly looking at the woman and saying, "Don't try to extract any information from me through words!"

"You should know that in my eyes you are not worthy of respect."

"As the daughter of the Earl of Southeast Yecheng and the chief researcher of the Pale Factory, you betrayed your family, and even our deputy captain was implicated by you. Executing the Divine Descent Plan well was your last chance..."

Ms. Shen remained silent, only a few more strands of her hair fell down.

Voodoo dared not chant any more spells, and instead slowly dispelled the mysterious power remaining in the incantation.

After all, this woman's identity was too special. Although he felt a little resentful for his deputy captain, he didn't dare to do anything more. Instead, he shouted a few more times through the encrypted channel.

The deputy captain once said that whatever needs to be done to his aunt should be done by her personally, so he wanted to give up that opportunity as much as possible.

But after several calls, there was still no reply from the deputy captain, and he couldn't help but become more and more anxious, his eyes darting around in the direction of the city.

For the vice-captain, with a major city at his back, is it necessary to devote himself entirely to dealing with the enemies outside the city?
Surely they can't not even have time to reply?

Boom!

Just as his mind was racing, he suddenly heard a vibration in the air in the distance, which was clearly the sound of an attack on a building.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the shadows around him seemed to have become irregular, as if some kind of ripple was spreading throughout the city. This was a sign that some external force was impacting the city, causing mysterious tremors.

but……

...The actual defense line is still intact and has not been damaged!

Voodoo looked up in astonishment, completely bewildered by what had happened, his heart pounding in his chest.

"my child……"

At this moment, Ms. Shen's expression changed slightly, as if she sensed something, but she hurriedly asked, "Where is he?"

"I also want to know where this intern is hiding!"

Voodoo gritted his teeth slightly and took out the surveillance footage from his hand.

He realized the problem, but the more urgent the situation, the more he needed to finish his work as quickly as possible.

However, when he saw the video on the monitor, his expression showed a slight surprise.

At this moment, "Han Su" on the surveillance camera had changed locations again, arriving at the entrance of a small alley. He was carrying a suitcase and looking around, appearing to be a clueless young man who had nothing to do and was unaware that someone was looking for him.

The crucial point is, I'm right across from the entrance of this alley...

Voodoo looked up and scanned the alleyway; it was indeed deserted, as if he had seen a ghost…

"This……"

His breathing became heavy, and he gripped the monitor slightly tighter.

A cold smile even flashed across Ms. Shen's face. She, too, didn't know what had happened, but she was more familiar with this feeling than the patrolling knight. These patrolling knights seemed completely unaware of the terrifying nature of the machine in Qinggang. "Let's see where you can hide!"

Now that things had come to this, Voodoo had no more hesitation. He suddenly reached out, pulled out a gun, and chambered a bullet.

The gun was pointed at Ms. Shen's temple.

His other hand was raised high to the level of his head, and then his fingers moved rapidly downwards, instantly outlining a precise and strange rune, while he chanted a spell in a low voice: "Eye of Candlelight, see through reality!"

The next moment, everything around seemed to fade away rapidly, as if a picture was rapidly fading.

This is a secret incantation he controls, which allows him to locate and position the target he is thinking of within a certain range.

It is not used lightly under normal circumstances because the mental energy consumed by this spell is uncertain.

It is highly likely that the mental energy consumed while searching for a certain target will cause one to lose the ability to protect oneself.

More importantly, the introduction of mysterious external forces could potentially impact Lin Yuan City's existing defenses.

scoff!

The air was filled with the sound of thick paper being torn apart, and layers of mysterious mist quickly dissipated throughout the city. It was as if the city's physical defenses were being forcibly thinned by the coded incantations he chanted.

Countless eerie whispers appeared in his ears, drilling into Voodoo's brain. He endured the squeezing sensation in his head, carefully analyzing all the whispers, and then suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He looked up abruptly and saw a 30-story building nearly a kilometer away.

At this distance, the tall building seemed to blend into the night.

But in his field of vision, he could clearly see a person wearing a black cloak and a white mask standing on the top floor of the building.

Beside that man stood a long-legged, towering Nightmare Horse, on which lay a woman, unable to move. Judging from her clothes and decorations, she was none other than Shen Qinghui, the vice-captain he had been worried about.

"That is……"

Voodoo was startled, and his expression changed drastically.

Before he could react, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The person in the black robe wasn't just looking at him; instead, he had raised his weapon, placed one foot on a protrusion on the top of the building, and aimed the gun intently in his direction.

"you……"

Suddenly, Wudu recognized the weapon in the other person's hand, his expression changed drastically, and his scalp tingled with fear.

"Bah!"

At that very moment, the person on the high-rise building suddenly pulled the trigger, and the bullet instantly pierced through layers of air.

……

……

"So, every flintlock musket that a patrolling knight received was specially made?"

Atop a high-rise building a kilometer away, Han Su sensed the flintlock pistol in his hand. It was a strange weapon, simple and retro in design, but upon holding it, he could feel the extremely complex and intricate structure inside.

Each gun has a unique structure, meaning that only its owner can unleash its full power.

But this doesn't mean outsiders can't use it. At least after Han Su hijacked Shen Qinghui's brain, he could use his own mental activity to imitate Shen Qinghui's mental model.

Therefore, he was able to take up the flintlock pistol, and while the puppet sister was causing endless chaos in the city, he also broke through the abyss barrier and summoned immense power.

Summoning a powerful spiritual force from the abyss in the city is too conspicuous and would make one easily identifiable by others.

But once chaos ensues, no one cares anymore.

After summoning a powerful spiritual force, it was all poured into the flintlock pistol.

The infusion of mental power had lasted for a full seven seconds before the voodoo could pinpoint his location with the cipher spell.

Three hundred, five hundred, one thousand, three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand...

When the trigger was pulled, a total of twelve thousand units of spiritual power were poured into the gun. Through the intricate and complex mechanical structure and runes, these twelve thousand units of spiritual power were greatly depleted and dissipated.

Ultimately, about 30% of his spiritual power transformed into pure destructive force, condensing into a bizarre bullet that pierced through layers of air and reached Voodoo directly.

If we were to express this in numerical terms, the spiritual power condensed in this single bullet would be four thousand units!
Four thousand units coalesced into a single bullet, striking Voodoo in the head.

This powerful mental force was so fast that it distorted space, compressing the bullet's flight time to the extreme.

To some extent, it has come close to the concept of hitting the target as soon as it leaves the gun!
The limit of an ordinary person's mental capacity is about one hundred units. People who have undergone training with mysterious powers can reach two hundred through various methods of exercise, and only through certain forbidden surgeries can they possibly reach around three hundred.

Even the most powerful knights, without using mental coordinates to summon the powerful spiritual energy of the abyss, can only reach a maximum of around 500 individuals.

Voodoo belongs to this level; the bullets that struck instantly gave him no time to summon the power of the abyss.

Then, with a "poof," Voodoo, a member of the roving knights, whose face was still filled with shock and disbelief, had his entire face shatter instantly, like a broken watermelon.

Before he could even react, his neck was completely bare, leaving only a ring of rough stubble. After his hands and feet twitched unconsciously a few times, his body fell straight down.

Suddenly, all was silent. Ms. Shen slowly raised her head, her eyes looking terribly haggard.

High up on the building, Shen Qinghui, on the back of the Nightmare Horse, struggled violently, then slumped his head helplessly, tears streaming down his face.

"It works great!"

Han Su slowly put away the flintlock pistol.

This was the first time he had used such a simple method to kill a powerful figure who was at least an independent investigator.

This is under the condition that the flintlock pistol is not suitable. If it were suitable, the power of this bullet should be more than 50% of the total spiritual power infused, and the speed of infusing spiritual power should also be more efficient than the one I currently have.

He turned around, mounted his Nightmare Horse, and leaped into the darkness around him.

The next moment, the tall Nightmare Horse emerged from the shadows of the alleyway beside it, its hooves clattering as it strode straight ahead.

Facing the nightmare horse, or rather, Han Su on the horse, Ms. Shen trembled slightly, her eyes fixed on him, her lips quivering as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Han Su ignored her and walked straight towards her, passing in front of her until he reached the headless corpse of Voodoo. He then jumped down to check on the condition of this itinerant knight codenamed Voodoo.

died.

Completely devoid of any vitality, this elite among elites was actually killed by a single shot from a thousand meters away.

"Is it...it's you?"

Behind her, Ms. Shen's trembling voice rang out. She struggled to raise her hand, trying to smooth her drooping hair.

But I had no strength in my body, and I couldn't even lift my arm.

"call……"

Han Su sighed helplessly; he could understand her excitement at that moment.

For her, this was the first time she had met her since being kidnapped, little did she know that she had already experienced this kind of relationship once before.

He no longer felt any resentment or hatred. He simply turned around slowly and smiled, "You were quite capable before, with your city-slaughtering rituals and the Pale Factory, weren't you? How did you manage to be caught this time?"

"...Ms. Shen!"

(End of this chapter)