My profession is too unique.

Chapter 77 Who is the man of humble origins who stalks the bird?

"The General Warehouse of Commerce... what's wrong?" Su Chen was slightly taken aback.

Seeing his blank expression, Fatty Sun explained, "The fog blocks the passage. Although there are fixed air routes connecting the cities, and Yingfeng sends people to clear it every year, there are still risks involved."

"Therefore, we need powerful professionals to protect us. Those in charge of trade are basically city officials. In our Nanfeng City, the one in charge of this is the city lord's younger brother."

Zhang Hongbo's younger brother, no wonder... Su Chen suddenly realized that he knew very little about these connections.

Does Zhang Hongbo know? Or is it simply a case of the devil being blind to his own ignorance…

"If we send someone over, I'm afraid they won't even be able to get through the main warehouse gate." Fatty Sun said with a worried look on his face, gritting his teeth and angrily, "Why did they have to give it to me of all people? And their handwriting is so awful!"

These words carried a hint of personal grudge.

Su Chen's eyes darted around as he asked, "So what are your thoughts?"

"Me?" Fatty Sun said helplessly, "I came here to discuss this with you, my brother. In the entire Ministry of Supervision, you are the only person I can trust."

"How about you find a way to get into Zhang Hongbo's house?" Su Chen thought for a moment and said.

Sun Tai's chubby face twitched, and Su Chen said again, "Otherwise, you can report it and tell the truth, or just pretend this never happened."

“Just pretend nothing happened…” Fatty Sun sighed, looking at Su Chen’s meaningful gaze, and explained, “It’s not that I’m a coward, but the situation is special right now. If I hand it over, who knows what kind of conflict it might cause.”

Sun Tai comforted himself, "Besides, Zhang Feng, who is the city lord's younger brother, is in charge of trade, which is a lucrative position. How could he possibly collude with the Ghost God Cult?"

Su Chen remained silent, deeply feeling his own insignificance. If he were Xia Hanshi, he wouldn't need to slip a letter under the door; he would simply storm in and leave without even needing a reason.

But when it comes to Zhang Hongbo, no matter who he tells, they will ask him a lot of questions.

.........

“My Lord…” The priest looked at the black statue before him, which seemed to be made of some kind of metal and exuded a cold luster. It sat cross-legged on a silver tray and was only half a person tall.

He lowered his head, revealing only the black vertical pupils on his head.

Zhou Xian, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but take a step back. This thing was too eerie. He had felt dizzy several times during the transport.

Once, after staring at those vertical pupils for a long time, I suddenly came to my senses and found myself almost kneeling on the ground, breaking out in a cold sweat.

“I’ve safely escorted the goods in.” He said in a low voice, “Now, may I go and settle the accounts?”

The priest's fanaticism gradually faded, and he turned his head to the side: "Zhang Hengyu has already left?"

“Hmm.” Zhou Xian nodded. “He has already become a second-tier professional and needs a better training ground. Besides, I haven’t made a move for so long, so the other party should have lowered their guard.”

"Shouldn't?" the priest said indifferently. "After you're captured, you won't reveal my plans, will you?"

Zhou Xian's face was tense. "I won't go there rashly. I'll find out the surrounding situation and make sure everything is safe before I take action."

"Xia Hanshi is here. Given my current situation, even if I reveal all the information, I will not have a good ending."

"Good that you understand." The priest then turned his gaze to the statue in front of him.

Zhou Xian hesitated for a moment, then asked cautiously, "So, could you send me a few second-tier professionals?"

The priest sighed: "Why don't you believe in our Lord? If you do, you'll be one of us."

Zhou Xian remained silent, and the priest did not press him further. "Take these three second-tier professions with you."

Three fanatical believers emerged from the surrounding darkness.

What he needs to do next also requires someone to step forward and help him shift his focus.

“If I find that ‘delicious soul’,” Zhou Xian couldn’t help but ask.

The priest did not turn around, but his voice drifted back: "The promise remains valid."

.........

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia, please say something. What should we do next? Are we just going to wait like this?" Zhang Hongbo paced back and forth, his face showing barely concealed anxiety.

Xia Hanshi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, without saying a word.

“Old Xia!” Zhang Hongbo gritted his teeth, “I am, after all, the lord of a city. Even if the court is carrying out a mission, it must consider the local authorities…” Before he could finish speaking, Xia Hanshi turned his head slightly, and his cold gaze sent chills down one’s spine.

“Hei Tuo…” he said hoarsely, “He observes people’s hearts and loves souls. What he does most often is to slowly erode an area, from low-level personnel to high-level personnel.”

"This process will take three to five years. Once the upper echelons have been largely eroded, a sacrificial harvest will be initiated."

Zhang Hongbo was taken aback.

Xia Hanshi said quietly, "They have been active in Nanfeng City for two or three years. If my guess is correct, they will reap the rewards in another year, but an accident happened."

"Black Tuo doesn't like direct combat. In similar areas, they usually retreat after their conspiracy is exposed. But in Nanfeng City, they changed their strategy and didn't retreat."

"An unexpected event forced them to stay. Even though the priest arrived, they hadn't made a move yet; they were still waiting."

"Still waiting..." The color drained from Gu Bing's face. "Even the priest has to wait, could it be..."

“The carrier of the evil god…” Xia Hanshi uttered four words, and the expressions of the three, including Zhang Hongbo, changed drastically.

Yang Yan couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "How could this be? The last time I saw Hei Tuo's vessel was more than ten years ago, wasn't it? What exactly is he trying to do?!"

"Support! We must request support!" Gu Bing couldn't help but say.

“It’s too late…” Xia Hanshi shook his head, his brows furrowed: “To tell you the truth, the situation in Nanfeng City is beyond my expectations. It’s just an ordinary city, and I don’t understand why Heituo would be so attached to it.”

"Since we don't know why they're so attached, we don't know when or where they'll make their move."

The three of them felt cold in their hands and feet, unsure whether Xia Hanshi was just making excuses or genuinely didn't know.

Then Xia Hanshi added, "But the vessel of the Ghost God won't descend so easily. As I said before, Hei Tuo originally didn't want to do this, so their preparations were not thorough."

"Send people to screen first; right now... it's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Finding a needle in a haystack?

The three looked at each other in bewilderment. Nanfeng City was not small. How long would it take to make a fortune?

"There's one more thing," Xia Hanshi abruptly changed the subject, "During the last time the Supervision Department raided the Black Tuo followers, didn't they discover a charred corpse?"

"A charred corpse?" Zhang Hongbo hadn't quite grasped the meaning yet, but after a moment's thought, he nodded and said, "That's right. His identity was verified just two days ago; he is Yu Xuan from the city patrol department."

"Based on the careful investigation over the past two days, there is a certain probability that he has ties with the cultists of the Ghost God." Zhang Hongbo's face was grim; the Black Tuo's infiltration of Nanfeng City was beyond his expectations.

"Yu Xuan...where is the body? I need to go see it," Xia Hanshi ordered.

“Okay, I’ll take you there right away,” Zhang Hongbo said without delay, leading him to the morgue and finding Yu Xuan, who was still charred.

"The smell of sulfur... just as I expected." Xia Hanshi sniffed, a chilling smile appearing on his withered face, and asked Zhang Hongbo to retrieve the key information from that operation.

"...Someone witnessed the Red Thunder..." He glanced down, "The source is from the Internal Affairs Department, Sun Tai's informant. His informant also reported on the last operation..."

"What a well-informed informant."

The three people behind him were confused, still preoccupied with what had just happened.

"Do you know who this informant is?" Xia Hanshi suddenly asked.

Zhang Hongbo hesitated for a moment, then realized that the other party was asking him. He shook his head and said, "I'm not too clear about the specifics, but for the sake of protection, the recruiter usually only knows the details of the informants below."

Zhang Hongbo handles many things every day, and for this kind of operation, he would only glance at a brief report, which might only contain a few words like "according to informant intelligence..."

Xia Hanshi remained noncommittal and pushed the body back, saying, "I'm going out for a bit."

.........

When Fatty Sun left, it was already getting dark. He was filled with anxiety, fearing that someone would take his life in the middle of the night, and he even had to entrust his children to others.

Although there was a hint of playing the victim, it was clear that he was genuinely worried.

"...The General Warehouse of Commerce and Trade? Zhang Feng..." Su Chen sighed, not expecting this turn of events.

"If all else fails, I'll go and cause some trouble in that area."

(End of this chapter)