My wife is a magical girl, how can I be the villain?

Chapter 152 The Order's Intelligence Acquisition

"You really aren't just meddling in other people's business?" Master Qin asked again to confirm.

"Really." Tang Ming nodded seriously.

"Who would believe you!" Old Master Qin coughed and chuckled. "—You know, only valuable things can be exchanged for intelligence."

Master Qin seemed to have become a different person; his eyes were no longer playful and mischievous, but instead revealed the demeanor of a shrewd businessman.

"How about a high-level defensive device?" Tang Ming placed his hand on the lock of the briefcase and gently opened it.

"Third mate!"

"Two sets, is that alright?" Tang Ming tried to bargain.

"Why are you so heartbroken? They were stolen from the rooftop of the building, they're not yours, just three sets!" Old Master Qin turned his head away.

"What do you mean by stealing? Everyone knows there are valuable defensive devices on the roof of the building. How come others can't steal them? That means they belong to me." Tang Ming argued, "Three detachments it is, I really care about these treasures."

Tang Ming took out three sophisticated mechanical devices from the box. They were covered with strange magical circuits. The core of the devices, where the magic stone was inserted, had been pried off by Tang Ming, leaving only an empty cavity.

"I knew you brought three pairs. Here you go!"

A smug smile appeared on Master Qin's lips as he picked up each medium and examined it carefully. The magic activation circuit in his palm allowed the medium to function normally.

"What will the city's air defenses use to protect magical girls when you dig all this up one day?" Old Master Qin shook his head, saying this but not really caring.

Compared to six or seven years ago, the number of times the Void Beasts have appeared has decreased significantly. As an old wizard who has survived all this time, he no longer cares about these things.

Compared to the disasters brought by the void, many people were more delighted by the blessings of magic, and Master Qin was one of them.

In many places, rumors even circulate that when the void anomalies disappear and the void beasts vanish, magic will also dissipate, and the "mission" of magical girls and wizards will be completed.

Although it was just an unverified rumor, it still made many people who were complacent about receiving magical blessings feel uneasy.

"It's okay, I've retired from this business—I won't turn on auto-pickup anymore." Tang Ming touched his nose; he was genuinely embarrassed about this.

"Trust you? If it weren't for these defensive devices giving you the courage, an ordinary person would be constantly venturing into those organizations. I really don't understand why you're so obsessed with magic—"

Master Qin shook his head helplessly as he recalled helping the other party escape, vouching for him, and concealing his identity. If it weren't for Tang Ming always being able to provide high-end intermediaries worth tens of thousands of gold coins, he would have preferred to let him die.

"I've already said it—I think I should be able to use magic. I can understand those loops, so why don't I have any magic at all?" Tang Ming frowned.

"You don't have any magical senses in your body, you don't have that ability, you know that!" Old Master Qin couldn't help but swear, but in the end he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it—I can't be bothered with you, what do you think?"

"Master Qin, I understand what you mean. I will never sneak into those wizarding organizations to look for information again, absolutely not!"

Although Mr. Qin had "snatched" many of his media outlets at low prices, he did not want to disappoint the other party completely, so he immediately raised his hand and swore an oath.

"—Alright, then what about the Order?" Old Master Qin sighed and gave him a deep look.

"I've already provided the intermediaries, but it's still good to know. It'll be easier to deal with any external forces we encounter." Tang Ming scratched his head sheepishly.

Mr. Qin stood up, picked out a file from the densely packed file boxes on the solid wood bookshelf next to him, took it to the table, opened it, took out a hard drive, and then plugged it into the computer.

"Hmm—let me see," Master Qin skillfully moved the mouse, "[The New Human Cult] is entirely composed of people who have fallen to the Otherworld, with an estimated population of over five hundred. They gain physical strength and abilities that transcend those of ordinary people by fusing and coexisting with the Otherworld."

"These people are designated as 'Symbiotics' by the anti-demon departments in various regions, and are targets of indiscriminate attacks."

Tang Ming lowered his eyes, pondering as he asked, "Shouldn't everyone be against them? How did they manage to grow so powerful?"

"The cult's headquarters are in Guangxian City, and there are three leaders—one of whom took a group of people to another city, and their whereabouts are unknown. As for their influence—I don't really understand either, but the information I have is that the cult has been able to stay in Guangxian City peacefully for several years, and neither the demon guild nor the magical girls have been able to wipe them out."

Master Qin summarized information from various sources and recounted the history of the past few years in a chanting manner.

"Too weak? Or are they in cahoots?" Tang Ming took a sip of red wine.

"I suspect it's due to poor combat skills—although they frequently capture members, some are released and others escape." Old Master Qin frowned, cross-referencing intelligence from other sources. "That's certainly the case—"

"Tch—how is that possible? They caught them and then released them, isn't that collusion? But—so magical girls can coexist peacefully with terrorists?"

Tang Ming couldn't help but chuckle as he saw Xing Yu's cold and decisive expression.

"I agree with you. It seems that these intelligence reports are becoming increasingly careless. Can we be so perfunctory with other cities?" Old Master Qin's face was wrinkled, clearly showing his anger. "It's time to find some time to reorganize the people below."

"No, if that's the case, why would they leave Guangxian City and come to our city?" Tang Ming then remembered the reason he most wanted to know, which was also what puzzled Hua Lingyou, although he didn't think that Master Qin would know more.

"This information—it's not in several files," Mr. Qin said, switching between several folders and searching for the latest information. "Hey! There's one."

"It seems that a magical girl from Tenkai City went to Guangxian City, and something very serious happened. As for what it is, we can't do anything about it."

Tang Ming suddenly looked up. He had given up hope, but the other party had given him a pleasant surprise.

"So they're refugees?" Tang Ming asked.

"It should be—the specific outcome is currently unknown, and there's no news of the destruction of the cult's headquarters. After all, the city is far away, and timely information is difficult to transmit. We just don't know what serious matter it is—"

"If the cult is completely destroyed, it's very likely that both the priests and bishops will come, which will be very troublesome."

"Hiss—I'd better not get involved in these things, Tang Ming! And let me give you a piece of advice: don't be too curious!" Master Qin warned him, staring at him.

"Don't worry, I'll stay away from these symbiotes." Tang Ming shrugged and waved his hand casually.

"The city is unstable now, and we don't know where these cult members are hiding. Don't wander around or go to deserted places," Master Qin kindly reminded him, also subtly suggesting that he should stop the conversation.

"Thank you, I understand. By the way, what are these boxes over there?" Tang Ming asked casually, pointing to a large wooden box on the coffee table next to him, about the size of two people's arms.

"Why are you so curious? These are all magic stones."

Mr. Qin stood up helplessly, led him to the coffee table, opened the box, and prepared to let him leave after he finished looking at it. "This was brought by the previous customer."

The box was filled with perfectly round magic stones, their surfaces deep and dark, shimmering with iridescent light, exuding a rich magical energy that revealed the secrets of magic. In the narrow space of the box, the air distorted slightly, and occasionally, the magic stones would emit a soft hum.

Tang Ming reached out, his hand only a few centimeters from the box full of magic stones. His condensed, almost tangible magic power seemed to extend its "finger," attempting to flow into Tang Ming's body. Unfortunately, Tang Ming felt nothing, like an emotionless husband who, faced with a wife blushing with desire, wouldn't even offer the slightest interaction.

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