One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

"I'm still waiting to find Xu to summarize the final payment for catching the mole."

The moment Lin Mo uttered those words, the already tense atmosphere in the hall became even heavier.

The night wind blew in through the broken door, making the shards of glass on the ground rattle softly. The ten Quanxing superhumans, who had just been crippled, were still lying on the ground, their groans now weaker.

The color drained from Xiao Li's face little by little, and he felt as if all his bones had been removed. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He looked up at Lin Mo, his lips trembling violently, still trying to make a last-ditch effort.

"You...you stay away!" Xiao Li's voice was shrill, his eyes filled with panic. "I don't know what you're talking about! I was just scared and tried to run away, I didn't do anything!"

The way the employees from NaDuTong looked at him had changed. Some muttered, "Is it really him?" while others turned their heads away with grim expressions. After all, Xiao Li had worked at the branch for three years and always smiled at everyone. No one expected him to be involved with Quanxing.

Lin Mo was too lazy to argue with him. He walked up to Xiao Li, glanced down at his trembling left foot, and casually flicked his toe, sending a piece of gravel flying.

With a soft "thud," pebbles pierced the sole of the shoe like bullets. Immediately following, with a crack, the lining of the sole was shattered, and a palm-sized black communicator sprang out. Before it even hit the ground, the residual force shattered it into several pieces of scrap.

Xiao Li's face froze, showing innocence, panic, and grievance.

He stared intently at the shattered communicator, his last shred of hope crumbling along with it.

One of the security guards, his eyes red with rage, couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, it really is you! The park's locked down, and you still dare to send messages out?"

"It's not mine! That's not mine!" Xiao Li suddenly tried to get up, his voice shrill and piercing. "You have no proof! You can't do this to me!"

As soon as he moved, two security guards pounced on him and pinned him to the ground.

Xiao Li was still struggling, but his eyes were already glazed over. All the people who had come to his aid had been taken down by Lin Mo alone, and now he didn't even know which way to run.

Xu Xiangqiang suppressed the surging blood in his chest and walked over with a murderous look on his face.

He stared at Xiao Li on the ground, his voice chillingly cold: "Take him away and use the company's interrogation procedures to pry his mouth open."

"I want to see who bought Zhang Chulan's file, and who is acting as a dog for Quanxing."

Xiao Li gritted his teeth, looking as if he would rather die than speak.

He knew that there were procedures everywhere, and as long as he wasn't killed on the spot, he could still buy time, and there might be backup plans outside.

Lin Mo suddenly raised his hand: "Wait a moment."

Xu Xiang turned to look at him, a vein throbbing on his forehead: "What are you up to now?"

Lin Mo pulled out his accounting notebook, flipped to a page, and said in a rather sincere tone, "President Xu, if you go through the interrogation process—interrogation, recording, verification—it will take at least a few hours. This is an information leak case; every minute of delay could introduce another variable."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Li and smiled professionally: "I can do a quick interrogation here. Acupressure, joint dislocation, and blocking of Qi pathways will hurt a bit, but they won't damage your foundation. After the interrogation, I can hand you over to your interrogation room in its entirety."

The lobby fell silent for a moment. Several employees of NaDuTong looked at Lin Mo with very interesting expressions, as if they were discovering for the first time that "outsourcing services" could be outsourced to this extent.

Xu Xiang's eyelids twitched violently: "You can even quote a price for this?"

"Yes, I can." Lin Mo nodded, saying naturally, "It's charged per project. Two thousand for each valid question asked. It's extra if it involves core intelligence. If President Xu thinks it's too expensive, he can continue to be stubborn."

When Xiao Li heard this, his face turned completely pale.

He glanced at the shattered communicator, then at the Quanxing members being dragged away in the hall, and his throat moved with difficulty.

The company could gamble on the process, the time, and whether someone would rescue him during the interrogation. But Lin Mo, the monster who had just wiped out ten Quanxing members in three minutes, said he wanted a "quick interrogation," and Xiao Li didn't even dare to gamble anymore.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" Xiao Li's voice cracked, and he lay on the ground trembling. "Don't touch me! I'll tell you everything!"

Xu Xiang's eyes darkened, and he immediately raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Xiao Li took several breaths before speaking in a trembling voice.

"It was someone from the Quanxing faction who contacted me, not an ordinary member, but someone higher up in their ranks." Xiao Li's voice trembled. "He gave me a large sum of money and said that as long as I handed over the old file index number 073, he would guarantee me a worry-free life for the rest of my days."

Xu Xiang's face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water: "Where's Zhang Chulan's file?"

"I only granted permissions to act as an intermediary." Xiao Li dared not hide it any longer, his speech quickening. "The real data has already been sent out through a covert channel. I don't know who it ended up with, I really don't know!"

An uproar erupted in the hall. Several trusted confidants, their faces ashen, couldn't help but shout, "North China has supported you for so many years, and you're exchanging top-secret files for money?"

Xu Xiang closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with coldness.

Now that the source of the leak has been confirmed, Zhang Chulan is being watched by Quanxing, and this matter is more troublesome than he expected.

Just as he was about to have someone drag Xiao Li away, Lin Mo handed him the notebook.

"Mr. Xu, now that we've caught the mole and extracted the core intelligence, let's settle the final payment." Lin Mo spoke gently, as if reminding a customer to sign for a package. "First, the basic investigation costs 30,000, the arrest personnel 50,000, psychological intimidation 20,000, and the nighttime allowance 20,000, totaling 120,000."

Xu Xiang's lips twitched violently: "Didn't I already give you 200,000?"

"That was a major interception operation involving ten members of the Quanxing faction," Lin Mo corrected seriously. "Catching the mole was the original mission; the two projects cannot be mixed up. I can send you the details via WeChat. If you feel it's unreasonable, you can also go through your company's appeal process."

Xiao Zhao, standing next to him, held his tablet, his expression blank. Xu Xiang looked at the mess on the floor, then at Lin Mo's sincere face, and felt another tightness in his chest from anger.

You can't reason with them, and you can't beat them with a night watchman's fist.

The worst part is that every single payment from this guy is tied to the terms agreed upon beforehand, making it impossible for him to back out.

"Get the accounts processed!" Xu Xiang gritted his teeth and yelled at Xiao Zhao, "Process the accounts for him!"

Xiao Zhao immediately lowered his head and started operating the system. A few seconds later, a crisp notification sound rang out in the hall.

"Ding, 120000 yuan has been deposited into your Alipay account."

Lin Mo's smile became much more genuine.

He tucked the notebook into his pocket, nodded, and said, "Boss Xu is very generous. The settlement efficiency of your North China branch is indeed worthy of long-term cooperation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xiang suddenly coughed violently. He clutched his chest, his face quickly turned ashen, a trace of black blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his body slumped backward.

"Mr. Xu!"

His confidants' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly surrounded him.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, quickly supporting Xu Xiang's back and whispering, "Don't move."

Xu Xiang wasn't brought down by anger. His old injuries had been building up over the years, and tonight he had forced himself to seal off the building, mobilize people, and unleash his inner energy to maintain order. When he finally let out this last bit of relief, all his hidden injuries surfaced.

Lin Mo's 112 years of Nine Yang True Qi quietly circulated within his body, flowing into Xu Xiang's back through his palm. The true qi was gentle and long-lasting; as soon as it entered, it stabilized Xu Xiang's disordered heart meridians, forcefully suppressing the surging black blood and the cold, stagnant qi.

Xu Xiang's previously burning meridians suddenly relaxed. His pale face visibly regained some color, and his breathing became much smoother. He looked at Lin Mo in shock, about to say thank you.

Lin Mo had already withdrawn his hand, and casually took out a small card from his pocket and stuffed it into his trench coat pocket.

"Mr. Xu, this isn't just ordinary all-nighters, you're really behind on your finances."

Lin Mo said in a serious tone, "I only helped you suppress a mouthful of blood just now; it can't cure the root cause."

Xu Xiang looked down at the card, and his eyelids twitched.

Lin Mo continued, "The free trial is over. The exclusive meridian maintenance package costs 100,000 per month, and appointments are available. You've already experienced the effects. Regular customers can negotiate, but we can't offer it for free."

The close confidants around him were dumbfounded. He had just saved a life, and now he was pushing a monthly subscription service. The business transition was too smooth; it was so smooth that they didn't know whether to be moved or to curse him.

Xu Xiang was silent for two seconds, then finally put the card away. His voice was hoarse: "I'll consider it."

The security department and medical team quickly entered the scene and dragged Xiao Li and the ten Quanxing aliens away in specially made shackles.

Bloodstains were cleaned up in the lobby, and the technical team took over the monitoring and communications again. The entire branch office remained brightly lit.

After recovering, Xu Xiang looked at Lin Mo with a complicated expression. This matter wasn't over tonight. Zhang Chulan's file had been leaked, and the upper echelons of the Quanxing Sect were involved; a major upheaval was inevitable.

He cleared his throat and said, "Brother Lin, you've worked hard tonight. I need to hold an emergency coordination meeting now, would you like to listen in? I can help you get higher accreditation for future collaborations."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Lin Mo. This was no longer a simple outsourcing invitation from Xu Xiang; he was genuinely trying to recruit him as a top-tier combatant.

Lin Mo shook his head decisively.

He raised his left wrist, glanced at his digital watch, and said seriously, "Mr. Xu, it's 2:30 a.m. My outsourcing contract officially ends at this second, and continuing the meeting is considered new work."

Xu Xiang was taken aback for a moment: "I can charge you by the hour."

"Money is a good thing." Lin Mo sighed, his tone unusually human. "But I have to clock in at the Lu family's house at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. If my main job goes wrong, no matter how lucrative my side job is, it's not legal."

After he finished speaking, he patted Xu Xiang on the shoulder: "You should also take it easy. Health is the foundation of everything. The longer my clients live, the more long-term cooperation opportunities I will have in the future."

Xu Xiang was speechless for a moment after hearing what he said.

Without dawdling, Lin Mo, amidst the awe-inspiring yet complex gazes of a group of branch employees, put his hands in his pockets, put on his new sneakers that weren't too dusty, and turned to walk towards the door.

A nearby employee muttered under his breath, his face expressionless, "Is this really a college student? What kind of college student can take down ten Quanxing masters in thirty seconds, even providing healing, and still leave work on time?"

No one responded. Because they didn't know how to explain it either.

After getting into the black van arranged by the Lu family, the car smoothly drove out of the underground parking garage.

Lin Mo leaned back in the back seat and immediately opened Lu Linglong's WeChat chat window.

[Lin Mo: Safety Notification 4: Mission successfully completed, final payment settled. Currently in good condition, uninjured, clothing mostly intact, currently on the way back.]

The message had barely been sent when a message popped up at the top of the chat box: "The other party is typing." A second later, Lu Linglong's reply appeared.

[Lu Linglong: Hmph, you're lucky. If you're late tomorrow morning because of taking on freelance work, I'll dock your attendance bonus!]

Lin Mo looked at the awkward expression of concern and a slight smile appeared on his lips. His fingers flew across the keyboard, his tone remaining steady.

[Lin Mo: Ms. Lu, rest assured, professional players never make mistakes. Also, the safety notification service has been completed four times; one more time remains. Renewal is welcome.]

There was a two-second silence on the other end. Then, an angry emoji was sent flying.

[Lu Linglong: Get out!]

Lin Mo happily put his phone back in his pocket.

With a base salary of 100,000, an arrogant yet generous employer who would reply instantly, his satisfaction with this job at the Lu family increased once again.

At 3:30 a.m., a black minivan was parked outside the Lu Family Manor.

Lin Mo got out of the car with practiced ease, used his "Divine Speed ​​Transformation" to sneak back to his room, without even disturbing a single fallen leaf.

After washing up, he leaned against the bed and the first thing he did was open his Alipay balance.

For tonight's run, Xu Xiang first paid a deposit of 60,000 yuan, then paid 200,000 yuan for interception fees during the run, and finally paid 120,000 yuan as a final payment for catching the mole, for a total of 380,000 yuan.

Lin Mo stared at the string of numbers on the screen, his eyes shining brightly.

Without saying a word, he opened his memo app and pushed the progress bar for the "Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou Housing Purchase Fund" forward a considerable amount of time.

What kind of extraordinary world is this, where people fight to the death, and what kind of undercurrents are brewing?

For Lin Mo, this was clearly a golden career path where as long as one had enough skills, one could continuously land high-paying projects.

Just then, a crisp system notification sounded in my mind.

[Ding! Detected that the host has completed a high-risk outsourcing task and strictly adhered to the fee policy throughout!]

No unpaid overtime was incurred, and the main storyline check-in rules were not affected.

[Professional Ethics Rating: Excellent!]

[Additional comment: The host maintains a stable revenue stream and refuses to work for free, making him a model worker.]

[Announcement: After clocking out at 5 PM tomorrow, there is a high probability of triggering a high-quality martial arts reward mechanism.]

Lin Mo took a deep breath, feeling the endless flow of the Nine Yang True Qi from the past 112 years in his meridians, and felt more at ease.

He has no shortage of defense or movement skills, and he also has Iron Palm Technique to supplement his close combat. What he lacks is a higher-level killing move or crowd control method.

After turning off the table lamp, the room fell into darkness.

Lin Mo lay in bed, mentally going through the information from tonight.

Zhang Chulan's top-secret file has been leaked to Quanxing.

As a transmigrator, Lin Mo knew very well that once this name was targeted by the Quanxing, the trouble would never stop.

The Old Celestial Master, the Grand Ritual of Luo Tian, ​​the Eight Extraordinary Skills, and the All-Powerful Mountain Attack.

The entire world of supernatural beings will be swayed by Zhang Chulan from now on, and that old man Xu Xiang will definitely be extremely anxious about Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan.

Others might feel nervous thinking about this. But for Lin Mo, the money-making radar in his mind was already going off like crazy.

Lu Linglong is going to Longhu Mountain, and he receives a business trip allowance.

Xu Xiang wants to protect Zhang Chulan; he has outsourcing fees for it.

If you really want to participate in the competition, you'll have to pay extra for participation risk fees, on-site control fees, nighttime response fees, and equipment depreciation fees.

Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Zhang Lingyu are geniuses in the world of supernatural beings, and are considered masters by others.

But in Lin Mo's eyes, they were all high-level project milestones that might appear during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

Lin Mo grinned in the darkness.

Zhang Chulan is no chosen one; he's practically a walking down payment for a house.

He rolled over contentedly and set himself a small goal.

"First, I'll earn enough to buy a large, single-level apartment with a river view in a first-tier city through the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

"If we can seize the opportunity, we'll buy a detached villa in the future."

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