Hire little monsters in your dreams every day

Chapter 142 The Cut-Off Information
Perhaps because the earth has drunk too much rain, this autumn is colder than usual.

On the surface of the giant black cloud, Wu Yun, already wearing a sweater, lay in the moonlight, peeking at the Non-Natural Bureau's meeting through the Heavenly Mystery Rat while keeping an eye on the spiritual energy pool beside him, trying to find out a completely new type of spiritual energy.

To date, there are a total of eight types of Qidan in the cabinet, each with a unique and usable effect.

The remaining hundreds of Qi Dan (a type of medicinal pill) come from different kinds of spiritual energy, but none of them have any special effects.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

In the pool of spiritual energy, Diao Wanwan, waving her spirit-testing stick, approached Diao Fangfang.

Ask your brother to take a look and see if the black sweater you're wearing looks like the boss's.

Diao Fangfang squinted her small eyes, looked at Diao Fangfang, then at the boss, and nodded seriously.

"Ouch!"

very similar!

The mink is square, and it looks just like the boss!

These are black short-sleeved sweaters for children that they specially bought online. When worn by the short-armed and short-legged mink, they are actually long-sleeved. Apart from the wide sleeves, there is nothing wrong with them.

The two minks, beaming with pride, grinned and revealed their tiny fangs as they continued waving their spirit-testing sticks.

Wu Yun stared at the mirror and saw Gu Qingfeng presiding over a meeting, reporting news while wearing a strange expression.

"...Recently, there have been several incidents of demons attacking cold chain meat transport trucks."

"Because the immortals like to eat meat."

"After we strengthened the protection of refrigerated trucks, several more attacks occurred on cooked food processing plants."

"Because the demons and immortals suddenly discovered that cooked food tastes better and suits their tastes more."

"After we strengthened the protection of cooked food processing plants, there were several more attacks on meat canning plants."

"Because the demons and immortals suddenly discovered that ordinary cooked food mostly uses frozen meat, which is not fresh, and also incorporates technology and grueling techniques."

"In comparison, meat canneries mostly use fresh meat, and their ingredient lists are cleaner."

Everyone at the meeting was speechless.

These demon immortals are quite picky eaters!

Gu Qingfeng sighed.

"Currently, it appears that thefts from meat canneries by demons are occurring frequently, often accompanied by casualties."

"The ministry's suggestion is that local authorities should consider whether to close down meat canneries, taking into account their specific circumstances."

"Of course, this suggestion is confidential, so don't go around spreading it around."

"Our two small meat canneries in Donghu were already struggling, but after talking to each other during the day, they have decided to switch to making vacuum-packed cooked food."

"Make some kiln-roasted chicken or something, add additives, to reduce the risk of being attacked by demons and immortals."

As Huang Xiaozhong listened, he suddenly grinned.

"I heard that Qichuan City is determined to protect the Flying Fish Meat Cannery."

Everyone at the meeting burst out laughing.

The Flying Fish Meat Cannery had unique advantages; after the gibbon died, no demon immortal dared to covet it anymore.

As Wu Yun listened from outside the window, he was also deeply moved.

"If this trend continues, won't the number of competitors for meat canneries decrease significantly?"

This was quite an unexpected turn of events!
After listening to this topic, Gu Qingfeng lowered his voice and began to talk about the next one.

"The investigation team for the Chen Xie incident has made some progress."

"The person who previously leaked important data to Hu Xianqiang, the deputy director of the Ling Tou Office, was Hu Siming, a civilian employee within our Non-Natural Bureau."

"We never knew that Hu Siming was actually a celestial official through the clan route, and that he had maintained contact with the Hu family in the celestial realm!"

A solemn silence fell over the meeting room. Clan-based celestial officials were simply too difficult to deal with and too challenging to handle.

Colleagues you work with and partners you fight alongside may suddenly become celestial officials through clan channels, secretly colluding with a powerful family in the celestial realm, serving their purposes, and doing their bidding.

There are so many chaotic families and surnames in the Immortal Realm, and they are all common surnames, making it impossible to guard against them!
Wu Yun, standing outside the window, also frowned and listened attentively to the matter.

Then Gu Qingfeng had Li Mingmei personally inform them.

"...When we went to make the arrest, Hu Siming committed suicide by shooting himself out of fear of punishment."

"His death has once again cut off the trail."

At this point, Li Mingmei looked at all the dozen or so celestial officials present.

"However, we had already suspected him a week ago and placed surveillance cameras in his home."

"I just want to see who will make contact with him."

"After all, he is just a clan-based celestial official, and can't do much besides delivering messages. The specific tasks need to be carried out by other celestial officials."

"Only Xiao Zhong and I know about this surveillance footage."

"Moreover, this surveillance camera actually saw people it shouldn't have seen."

As she spoke, she scanned the room, trying to spot anyone whose expression changed.

That's right... She believed that among the dozen or so people present, among all the celestial officials of Donghu City, there was one traitor! A traitor who was loyal to the Hu family! A traitor from the mortal realm!

She saw Li Nuanling's surprise, Qin Wei's frown, Gu Qingfeng's composure, and Fang Min's astonishment... In all these micro-expressions, there was no panic she wanted to see.

"Oh, alright."

"Let's show the video to everyone."

She turned on the conference TV.

The scene showed a middle-aged man with a stubble beard, Hu Siming, sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes glazed over, seemingly in a dream or waking state, talking to himself.

His mouth was blurred out to prevent anyone from reading his lips.

"We suspect that this is Hu Siming receiving information from the Hu family in the Immortal Realm."

"But Hu Siming was alone at home that day, so the information was likely cut off with Hu Siming."

"Hu Siming has been waiting for a celestial official who is not surnamed Hu to come and obtain information from him."

Outside the window, Wu Yun looked around and pondered.

"Li Mingmei's idea is to use information to lure out the undercover celestial official?"
"Hasn't the Hu family already been wiped out by the Immortal Realm? Their business with Donghu isn't over yet."
Is this matter really that complicated?

Moreover, if Li Mingmei finds out the news, wouldn't she be in danger?
Do we still need to arrange for a celestial official to protect her personally?

In Donghu City, there are only two female immortal officials, Li Nuanling and Fang Min. Neither of them is very skilled!

Soon, the meeting ended, and everyone left.

Wu Yun sat atop the giant black cloud, observing the whereabouts of everyone through the window of the Bureau of Non-Natural Affairs.

It quickly became clear that Li Mingmei's safety was not a concern at all...

This girl didn't go back to her dorm; she went straight to her office!

In the office, piles of documents and files were stacked on the desks.

Huang Xiaozhong, Li Nuanling, and five or six other people were also working here all night, not sleeping at all.

On the side of the office, there were several cots. Whoever was sleepy could go up to the cot, lie down fully clothed, and take a nap.

Li Mingmei wasn't a celestial official, but he was incredibly energetic. Sitting at his desk, he flipped through files with shining eyes, occasionally taking notes in his notebook or sending messages to coordinate work.

Wu Yun couldn't help but sigh.

"This guy is no ordinary person either..."

(End of this chapter)