Chapter 26 Everything is Master's Command

"Treat me to a meal."

Zhang Yuanqing thought, when did this affected brat become so sensible?

Kou Beiyue was grateful to him, and Zhang Yuanqing knew that. Whether it was his sister's case, untangling his parents' knots, or helping him advance to Saint.

After helping him so much, if that kid were a girl, she should have consciously stripped herself naked and lay on the bed waiting for him to favor her, so as to repay Heavenly Venerate's great kindness and virtue.

He continued to fly on the wind, spotting several plainclothes security officers "strolling" in the blind spots of the six residential buildings. Among them was his cousin, who was closely protected by the Ghost Bride.

His cousin was leaning against the hood of a car, smoking with an air of "boredom," seemingly unaware of the ghostly figure in a gorgeous, bright red wedding dress with a red veil standing beside him. A gust of evening wind blew, and he seemed a little cold, shivering.

The Ghost Bride's yin energy depletes too much yang energy. Once this matter is over, I need to take it back as soon as possible.

Zhang Yuanqing retracted his gaze, passed through the outer wall of the six residential buildings, and arrived at the corridor on the seventh floor.

The community was considered upscale, with four households sharing an elevator on each floor.

Room 708 was at the far left of the corridor. Zhang Yuanqing floated towards the brown security door, and what immediately came into his view was a messy living room.

The coffee table was covered with canned beer, fast food containers, and an ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts. Shoes, socks, and clothes were scattered haphazardly on the sofa or lying on the floor.

The owner of the room was obviously a very slovenly man in terms of his living habits.

To the left of the living room was the bathroom, and to the right was the bedroom. The room's layout was a standard one-bedroom apartment with a bathroom, with a total area of no more than fifty square meters.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his gaze to the bedroom, where he could vaguely hear a woman's moans. *I came at the wrong time,* he muttered to himself.

This wasn't anything strange. It was ten o'clock at night, after all, the prime time for procreation.

It was just that the sudden presence of a woman was unexpected. He needed to consider more things, such as if the woman was an ordinary person, he would have to deal with the suspect in a more gentle manner.

If the woman was a Lingjing Xingzhe, was she Lawful or Evil? If the former, should he kill her directly, or subdue her first and then take her back to the police station for interrogation?

While he was thinking, he had already passed through the bedroom door.

The circular overhead light illuminated the room brightly. On the double bed in the master bedroom, the sheets were in disarray, and a muscular man with bronze-colored skin was propped up.

He was straddling a young woman, vigorously thrusting.

The bronze skin intertwined with the fair skin, creating a strong visual impact. The man's body proportions were excellent, with distinct muscle lines and no excess body fat. Under the bright light, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his spine.

The young woman's voice was hoarse, her consciousness blurred. No one knew how long he had been thrusting.

Zhang Yuanqing went around to the head of the bed, scrutinizing the man's face. His features were ordinary, but his eyebrows and eyes were fierce, making it clear that he was not a good person. There was a noticeable scar on his forehead.

He seemed to have reached a critical moment, accelerating his rhythm, completely unaware of the Saint-level spirit body that had infiltrated the room.

Zhang Yuanqing then turned his gaze to the girl.

She had a slender figure, fair skin, and soft muscles. After only a few glances, he determined that she was an ordinary person.

A Lingjing Xingzhe's physique was significantly different from that of an ordinary person. Take Guan Ya, for example; although she was also soft and elastic, her muscles had extremely strong resilience.

It wasn't obvious when she wasn't exerting force, but once she exerted force, the density of her muscles would be easily apparent. And this girl was constantly under force, so Zhang Yuanqing judged that she was an ordinary person. He shifted his gaze from the girl to the clothes and underwear scattered on the side of the bed, then to the woman's bag next to the bed. The bag was open, and inside he saw a few books and a stack of money.

Combining that with the girl's age, she should be a female college student from a nearby university.

Zhang Yuanqing no longer hesitated and immediately floated toward the man with the scar on his forehead, entering his body.

The man, who was originally accelerating, suddenly stiffened, stopping all movement. The shaking of the double bed subsided. The girl seemed to sense something, panting as she opened her eyes. The light from the ceiling was too bright, so she squinted, seeing the man's extremely twisted and painful expression, as if he was struggling with something.

But in the next second, his expression returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" the girl asked娇娇dilly, her voice soft and weak.

The man with the scar on his forehead ignored her, raised his hand, caressed the girl's neck, and gently pressed on the carotid artery.

Pain instantly came, and then, the girl's eyes rolled back, and she fell into a coma.

*I'm at a great loss,* Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart. He straightened up and, manipulating the scarred man, raised his hands, pressed his right hand against his left cheek, and held the right side of his head with his left hand, exerting force.

*Kacha!*

The scarred man's head was twisted to his back, seeing his own spine, seeing the girl's smooth, fair legs.

His eyes instantly widened, capillaries in his eyeballs bursting, and his body limply collapsed. Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body popped out, standing by the bed. His eyes were filled with surging darkness, hooking the remaining spirit body in the corpse. Soon, a ferocious remnant soul floated out, baring its fangs and claws at him, but timidly不敢真正进攻.

*The spirit body is so ferocious; he must have done a lot of harm in his life. He didn't die unjustly.* Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth and sucked, devouring the spirit body.

He quickly finished reading the scarred man's fragmented life. In the fragments of memory, Zhang Yuanqing saw the man wearing a mask and a baseball cap, entering a bar on a street corner. In the brightly lit room,

a thin, dark-skinned middle-aged man like an old farmer sat naked by the bed, coldly俯瞰ing himself.

Behind the middle-aged man, two full-bodied, white-skinned women lay on their sides, seemingly having suffered terrible折腾, and had fallen into a coma.

"Your future task is to help me find high-quality playthings. Find one, and you will be rewarded with one hundred thousand. But before you do things for me, you need to take this."

The thin middle-aged man opened his palm. It was a black chrysalis. The scarred man fearfully lowered his head, not daring to refuse, and bowed, saying:

"Yes, Divine General!"

In the flickering images, Zhang Yuanqing saw women being brought into the bar one by one. They were bewitched, lost their self-esteem, and willingly became playthings.

Before long, the spacious room became the space of the Tabi Hotel lobby, with a rectangular swimming pool in the center, and the tables by the pool were filled with fruit and food.

Women wearing swimsuits either played in the water, ate, or rested on the deck chairs. The thin, dark-skinned man wantonly played with the women, sometimes in the pool, sometimes on the deck chairs, sometimes at the dining table.

He said with satisfaction to the scarred man:

"You've done a good job, but I hope you can find me official Xingzhe." "Yes, Lord Divine General!"

The scene changed again, and he saw the scarred man fighting a beautiful woman. The fighting strength of the two sides was very different, and the beautiful woman was quickly subdued.

She was blindfolded, tied up, and taken into the bar, into the lobby with the swimming pool.

The thin middle-aged man looked at the panicked beautiful woman and said, "Good job!"

The scarred man bowed and retreated, pushing open the door and leaving, the woman's miserable cries echoing behind him.

That was the end of it. Zhang Yuanqing broke free from the spirit interrogation. After witnessing the encounters of those women with his own eyes, he felt a strong anger and killing intent surging in his heart.

But the "Divine General" that the scarred man mentioned made Zhang Yuanqing have to suppress his emotions and think cautiously.

Bewitching-Demon Divine General!!

Divine General was a unique title of the Soldier Religion. There were many Saints in the Soldier Religion, but only eight could be given the title of Divine General. Each Divine General was a peak Saint-level figure.

The Silver Moon, the head of the Divine Generals, could even compete with Fu Qingyang.

A Divine General with a strong obsession with female beauty... among the eight Divine Generals, only Lust could. He didn't expect that this missing persons case would involve a Divine General!

This explained why the evil organization would use this low "cost-effective" method to snatch women, not to earn money, but for their own selfish desires.

The more powerful the evil occupation, the stronger their obsession. For example, the Demon Eye Heavenly King, who was "punishing evil and eliminating evil" to the point of madness.

"High-level evil occupations are really poisonous tumors. They can't control themselves, and their existence is to poison the world and harm innocent people."

"That Lawful occupation girl should be Lizhi of the Zhisheng Palace. I hope she is still alive."

Zhang Yuanqing sighed, opened the bedroom and security doors one by one, then passed through the reinforced concrete building, rode the wind over the community, first俯瞰ing below, searched for his cousin's figure, confirmed that he was safe and sound, and then returned to the black business car to return to his flesh.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

Li Dongze, who had been paying attention to him, saw him wake up and immediately said, "How is it?"

Zhang Yuanqing頷首: "It's been dealt with. There's also a female college student inside. She won't wake up for a while. It's best to deal with the scene quickly so she doesn't see the deceased, lest she leave a psychological shadow."

Li Dongze nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie, "Team Chen, the suspect has been killed. We'll leave the cleanup to you."

He explained the situation on the scene in detail.

Chen Yuanjun's tone was full of joy: "Understood."

"Sorry to bother you, Team Li."

Li Dongze then said, "This case is being taken over by our Special Operations Department. You are ordered to assist, but do not take the initiative to investigate."

Ending the call, he put down the walkie-talkie, looked at Zhang Yuanqing, and said with a grave expression, "Is there a big fish behind it?"

With his Insight skill, it was not difficult for him to see the seriousness of the matter from Yuan Shi's微表情.

"Yeah!" Zhang Yuanqing slowly exhaled a breath, "The mastermind behind it is the Lust Divine General. You should understand what he snatched the women for. In addition, the missing persons are definitely not just a dozen or so. In the deceased's memories, I saw nearly thirty victims."

"That's appalling," Li Dongze lit a cigarette. In the 表表floating smoke, he furrowed his brows and said:

"It seems that after the Demon Eye Heavenly King was imprisoned, the Soldier Religion sent the Lust Divine General to sneak into Songhai to maintain intelligence channels. He abducted the victims to satisfy his own selfish desires, but he shouldn't be killing people, which is a blessing in disguise."

The moral value deducted for killing people and destroying evidence is not the same as the moral value deducted for abducting women to act as playthings.

This was the basis for Li Dongze's certainty that the victims were still alive.

"Did you see the address?" Zhenyan什长 asked. Zhang Yuanqing頷首.

"Call Elder Fu. This case has to be handled by him. We can't handle it." Li Dongze made a prompt decision.

Zhang Yuanqing had already dialed Fu Qingyang's number before he opened his mouth. After the ringtone rang for a moment, Fu Qingyang's clear but textured voice came: "What's the matter?"

"Centurion, I've found the source of the missing persons case. The mastermind behind it is the Lust Divine General of the Soldier Religion," Zhang Yuanqing reported.