Headless Immortal

Chapter 114 Rescue, Search, and Insiders
"Grandpa, do you recognize this person?"

Ye Zhenhuan smiled as kindly as possible.

Yu Chongshan looked at the portrait, which was almost identical to the photograph, from left to right, and shook his head, saying, "I don't recognize him."

Ye Huanzhen asked again, "You know Lin Fengyou, right? He's the leader of the Mind Sect."

Yu Chongshan became agitated and grabbed Ye Zhenhuan's sleeve, pleading, "I know he lied to me. He said he could cure my wife's illness. He's a fraud. He swindled me out of my money and my house. Please, you must do justice for me and arrest them all."

Wen Qing's voice came through the earpiece: "Captain, he wasn't lying."

Ye Huanzhen frowned slightly. It seemed that Yu Chongshan was indeed not related to Lin Fengyou's death, but that did not mean he was unrelated to that man.

It was the man who led Zhu Hu and his two henchmen to the base. Ye Huanzhen then brought out a tablet computer and played a surveillance video, which showed the two men entering the jewelry store.

Old Man Yu exclaimed in surprise, "This is me!"

Ye Huanzhen pointed to another pale-faced man wearing sunglasses in the video: "Who is this person?"

"he……"

Mr. Yu had no recollection of the matter at first, but the moment he saw the image, a memory suddenly flooded his mind—a memory about money and a house contract. He had thought he hadn't had time to deliver it, but now it seemed the 'devil' had retrieved it for him.

Recalling the ID the young man beside him had shown, he shook his head and said, "I don't recognize it."

"If you don't know him, why would he help you exchange gold?"

Yu Chongshan insisted, "My wife is sick, and I had no choice but to take out the gold in our house to exchange for money. I was alone and powerless, so I asked him for courage."

"Where can I get him to help you?"

"forget."

"Thank you, sir. Please let me know if you have any leads."

Ye Zhen didn't ask any more questions.

"Captain, it should be him. The gold shop manager said he can make five finger imprints on gold, so his skills are definitely not weak."

As they left the square, Ye Zhenhuan said, "Daqian, keep a close eye on Uncle Yu. I've alerted him this time, and Uncle Yu should go to that person to tell him."

"Narrow down the search area based on his activity patterns."

……

Town boundary medical department.

Fifth floor.

Thick bulletproof glass isolates the inside from the outside.

Medical staff dressed in green sterile gowns were busy attending to patients.

They manipulated the sophisticated instruments one by one, and with a hiss, white steam burst from the bottom of the originally simple and even flimsy treatment cabin.

With a creaking sound and the hum of the lifting machine, the glass-like inner liner slowly rose to its full height.

Lying inside was a pale-faced woman with her eyes closed and her cheeks thin.

'mom.'

Lu Xun silently recited it in his heart.

He immediately moved his feet, looked at the young doctor beside him who was dressed in what looked like a Taoist robe or a white coat, and asked, "Can the latest and best intensive care unit guarantee that a person will wake up?"

The young man had a cold and resolute face, a slender body, and exceptionally bright eyes, as if they contained a blazing fire. This was clearly a sign that he had mastered 'magical power'.

The young man with his hands in his pockets wore a nameplate on his chest.

The inscription reads "Director of the Town Medical Department" and "Liu Chengfeng".

Liu Chengfeng said, "Mr. Hong, they were impacted by the illusionary realm, causing their spiritual energy to be depressurized, resulting in damage to their souls. It's not just a simple external injury."

"Whether you will wake up or not, our town's medical department cannot guarantee it, but there have indeed been quite a few cases. We will contact you as soon as there are any signs of you waking up."

Lu Xun's gaze swept across his face, and he didn't speak, but the killing intent emanating from him seemed to suddenly sharpen.

Liu Chengfeng immediately sensed it. He was used to this situation and simply smiled, saying calmly, "Sir, you haven't registered yet, have you? To be honest, the methods of the Traveler are quite crude. The Illusionary Realm only causes a slight fluctuation in the low spiritual energy, allowing it to warm up a little. Aren't all the talented ones lying in there?"

Lu Xun asked in surprise, "Spiritual energy?"

Liu Chengfeng said casually, "Don't you feel more comfortable in the medical department than outside?"

Lu Xun carefully sensed and tasted the subtle differences. It wasn't that his senses were dulled, but rather that he couldn't distinguish which part was drier and which part was slightly moister.

For him, the 'air' of the modern world was murky, and he felt like a fish out of water, unable to breathe despite his mouth being wide open.

Liu Chengfeng said, "The methods of cultivation have all been passed down from ancient times. Don't think that just because you have obtained one or two treasures, you can do whatever you want."

"As for the fear of being studied..."

Liu Chengfeng chuckled twice: "To be honest, most people aren't even worthy of being studied."

Lu Xun brushed away the murderous aura emanating from him, clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, and said, "Thank you."

Liu Chengfeng performed some kind of Taoist greeting, which Lu Xun couldn't understand.

……

After finishing my work at the hospital, it was already past midnight when I got back.

After stopping his motorcycle, Lu Xun came to his senses.

Since the techniques over there are useful, then the techniques here should also be useful.

In modern times, spiritual energy is scarce, so many people cannot cultivate magical power. However, the strange ancient world has no shortage of spiritual energy, which is as rich as a vast ocean. Cats and dogs that absorb the moonlight can easily become spirits.

Just as Lu Xun was about to take out his key to unlock the chain lock, he saw Old Man Yu hurrying closer.

Old Yu lowered his voice and said, "Boss, something's happened!"

Lu Xun's heart skipped a beat, and he became extremely tense, not because of what Old Man Yu had said, but because the fact that Old Man Yu was able to contact him again meant that the department had already found him.

A little intimidation is all it takes to get kind old people to run away and spread the word.

There might be an anti-material sniper rifle aimed at his head right now.

Bloodshot eyes.

Lu Xun glanced at the empty space beyond the three-way intersection and the several buildings directly opposite, his black contact lenses slowly drifting down to reveal a pair of blood-red eyes.

As he searched, he reassured Old Man Yu: "It's alright. If anyone investigates, just push everything onto me. Answer whatever they ask."

Yu Chongshan was taken aback, then asked somewhat absentmindedly, "Boss, no one was killed, right?"

Lu Xun forced a smile: "Don't worry, go back and get some sleep. When you wake up, forget all about it. I'll be fine. Don't forget, I'm a devil. If I can't stay in the human world, I'll go back to hell."

Words that sound almost like a fairy tale.

In the past, Mr. Yu would have thought the young man had gone mad, but now he felt so at ease listening to him.

Yes.

The boss is a devil, but there are still places to go.

Yu Chongshan was preoccupied with his own thoughts, yet he also felt somewhat relieved.

Lu Xun watched Old Man Yu leave, then opened the long-locked gate as usual, pulled up the roller shutter, and hid inside. Without turning on the lights, he quietly watched the crossroads from the shadows.

If he were a sniper, he would probably be setting up his weapon somewhere.

Even if someone is hiding inside the shop, they can still be spotted, right?
The answer is the four-story building at the other end of the long street directly opposite the shop.

Lu Xun prepared to cook something for himself.

……

jingle.

The wind chimes rang.

The glass door was pushed open, and a man wearing a black trench coat and a top hat burst into the shop along with the night wind.

The dim yellow light at the entrance suddenly dimmed, accompanied by a buzzing sound and flickering bulbs.

The man raised his hand to straighten the brim of his hat, revealing a pair of gray eyes.

"team leader……"

Before the words in the earpiece were finished, the man strode forward.

"Xuan Tian Sect!"

Inside an old-fashioned DVD player, Ekin Cheng, with his flowing hair, flips his palm, causing the sun and moon to swirl around him.

Ye Huanzhen looked around the small shop.

Three open shelves neatly arranged many items, mostly common hardware store items: spray guns, hot glue, water pipes, aluminum pipes, etc. From the outside, he thought the shop was small, but once inside, he found it to be quite spacious, at least a hundred square meters.

Martial arts novels were piled up everywhere, with seven different weapons sandwiched between bookmarks.

The poster for A Chinese Ghost Story features Nie Xiaoqian with a hesitant expression.

Behind the counter, shrouded in a layer of fog, huddled a pale-faced man, holding a small bowl and eating something.

What would you like to buy, sir?

The pale-faced man got up, put down his stainless steel rice bowl, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

His voice sounded exceptionally clear and melodious, with a hint of hoarseness, reminiscent of a schoolteacher. But what was most peculiar was that his pale, almost deathly white face was adorned with a pair of blood-red eyes, giving him an eerie and uncanny appearance.

Ye Huanzhen smiled immediately, took out his ID from his pocket, opened it with his left hand, the front of which had the national emblem, and inside were his photo, personal information and position. He walked to the counter, put the ID down, pushed it open, and said: "National Security, Special Investigation Section, Huacheng Chongyang District Head: Ye Huanzhen."

Lu Xun glanced at the ID and then looked away, scrutinizing Ye Huanzhen.

Very young, probably not even thirty.

Cold and resolute.

Beneath the top hat were a pair of bright, grey eyes.

This was a method he learned from the ancient world for identifying those who had cultivated true qi.

Lu Xun took a stool from the inner room and handed it to Ye Huanzhen. He didn't pretend to be confused and said directly, "I've heard of you. You're one of the six leaders of Huacheng. Since you took office, the crime rate of the Illusion Walkers in Chongyang District has dropped sharply. I wonder what brings Captain Ye here?"

Ye Huanzhen took off his top hat and placed it on the table; his hair was also gray.

Her lowered eyelids slowly lifted.

The other person knew his background in one breath, but he didn't know anything about the person in front of him. This gave him a slight sense of uncertainty.

Wen Qing's expression was serious as her hands flew across the keyboard, her fingers clattering loudly. She retrieved information on shops and residents within a hundred-meter radius, but found absolutely no trace of this particular general store. Individual businesses, requiring registration and lacking fake legal representatives, were even easier to investigate than large corporations.

But there wasn't a trace left.

It's like a building from another world suddenly appearing at this three-way intersection.

Ye Huanzhen considered for a moment and said, "Sir, you haven't registered yet, have you?"

"No."

"How about we fill out a form first?" Ye Zhenhuan took out his tablet computer.

"it is good."

The success surprised Ye Zhenhuan greatly. He found it hard to connect the man with the blood-red eyes in front of him with the murderer who had killed ten people with a single blow.

In his view, the person in front of him was too gentle and had no arrogance at all.

This made him hesitate, wondering if he had contacted the wrong person.

"Name."

Lu Xun asked, "Are you asking if it's true or false?"

"How do you say the truth, and how do you say the lie?"

Lu Xun got up, grabbed a paper cup, poured Ye Zhenhuan a cup of hot water, poured one for himself, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, and said calmly, "If it's true, let's be honest. I won't beat around the bush. If it's false, you can just use it to cover up your work, and I'll save myself the trouble."

Ye Zhenhuan immediately understood that this was a test from the man with the blood-red eyes.

He wanted to trust the department.

"Answer me a question first."

"You ask."

"Did you kill the ten people at the Tulip Community Relaxation Center?"

"Yes."

"why?"

“I saw that Uncle Yu was all alone and wanted to help him.”

Ye Huanzhen let out a long breath, his expression softening, and said seriously, "Real name."

"Lu Xun".

"The owner of Lu's General Store."

The moment Ye Zhenhuan wrote down his name, Wen Qing in the armored vehicle retrieved the residents' information.

"wrong."

"Captain, there is no such person."

Ye Huanzhen's expression changed slightly, and the anger in his chest surged up.

He trusted the person in front of him so much, thinking that he was on high alert because he believed in the department.

Regardless of the consequences, he would definitely do everything in his power to protect this person in front of the bureau chief. This is someone who can be recruited into the team and would be helpful to society after the emergence of the Illusionary Realm.

But the result?
No.

There is no such person.

This is a fake identity.

Lu Xun kept a close eye on Ye Zhenhuan's facial expressions, concentrating intently so as not to miss a single detail. He knew that Ye Zhenhuan definitely did not represent him alone and could not have come alone. There must be negotiation experts on standby, data experts searching for his information, and anti-material sniper rifles pointed at Lu Xun's head.

However, seeing the change in Ye Zhenhuan's expression, Lu Xun vaguely knew that something was wrong.

Ye Huanzhen remained calm and said seriously, "I really want to believe that there is trust between us."

Lu Xun sighed, "My father's name is Lu Benshu, and my mother's name is Gu Chunxia. My father is missing, and my mother is currently lying in the town's medical department in Huacheng."

Wen Qing acted swiftly.

In my childhood.

"Captain, the situation is true."

"However, the household registration records show that the couple has no children."

Ye Zhen was taken aback at first, then his hair stood on end. His attention was immediately drawn back, and he stared intently at the blood-eyed man in front of him.

He noticed that the man was watching him, and had been watching him for a long time.

"They did exist, but the couple had no children."

really!

Lu Xun's expression did not change much.

The world didn't ignore him; it ignored 'Lu Xun'.

He remembered that Zhang Lin could still call him Boss Lu at first, and Liu Chengbiao could still say that the items were delivered to the grocery store.

When he asked Liu Chengbiao again that day, he could no longer answer the question about the place name.

I never imagined that even household registration would disappear now.

So who actually remembers him?
Should he be observed?

Ye Zhen suddenly realized that the more bizarre something is, the more likely it is to be the truth.

I misunderstood the shop owner.

Most of the other questions were just small talk.

"The department detected that Mr. Lu's residual spiritual energy fluctuations are at Grade A. Would you be able to demonstrate them?"

coming.

The stage of demonstrating strength.

Lu Xun took a deep breath and asked, "What kind of power would allow the department to send Ms. Gu Chunxia to the capital for protection?"

Ye Huanzhen said, "At least a first-class practitioner."

Lu Xun asked, "What is Grade A?"

Ye Huanzhen took out six electrode-like objects from his pocket: "Put them on your body to activate the Traveler's abilities. The instruments in the car will perform a preliminary test."

"Of course, if Mr. Lu is very confident in his abilities, he can also accept more detailed and precise testing by the bureau to minimize the error."

Lu Xun waved his hand dismissively: "No need, come on."

(End of this chapter)