“In Hengxing Wuji's spirit body, I saw the informant, but it was a spirit servant..."

Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang the details of the spirit interrogation.

The centurion, with his chiseled features, frowned deeper and his expression grew more solemn as he listened.

After Zhang Yuanqing finished, he looked at that handsome face and said, "Does Centurion know about the Night Rose?"

Fu Qingyang shook his head. "I haven't heard of it. There are only two possibilities: the Night Rose is an obscure folk organization, or my clearance isn't high enough to know. But an organization that can cooperate with Hei Wuchang and be feared by him can't be unknown."

So, the Night Rose's security level is so high that even a centurion like Fu Qingyang doesn't know about it? Zhang Yuanqing fell into thought.

Fu Qingyang glanced at him. "What do you think about this? I want to hear your thoughts."

Zhang Yuanqing hesitated for a moment. "Can you unlock my handcuffs first?"

Fu Qingyang was taken aback. "Sorry!"

He went behind the high-backed chair and unlocked Zhang Yuanqing's restraints.

Zhang Yuanqing moved his wrists and said, "First of all, through this memory, we can confirm why Hei Wuchang is hiding in Songhai. He's waiting for the leader of the Night Rose. But the two sides lack trust and haven't connected yet. This is an opportunity for us."

Fu Qingyang hummed in agreement. "Then what do you think Hei Wuchang and the Night Rose are plotting?"

*How would I know? Probably to destroy the world?* Zhang Yuanqing joked inwardly, suddenly recalling a detail from the memory. He slowly said, "For the Fallen Holy Grail..."

Hengxing Wuji suggested that Hei Wuchang contact the leader of the Night Rose as soon as possible because controlling the Fallen Holy Grail was the key.

Fu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.

"But isn't that rule-based item controlled by Hei Wuchang? Why is it related to the Night Rose organization?" Zhang Yuanqing asked, puzzled.

"I don't know, but did you notice how Hengxing Wuji advised Hei Wuchang?"

"To meet with the leader of the Night Rose and then control the Fallen Holy Grail... Oh, Hei Wuchang doesn't control the Fallen Holy Grail."

"Yes, but theoretically, that's impossible. Once you put an item into your inventory, it's automatically bound to you. Rule-based items are no exception. Why doesn't Hei Wuchang control the Fallen Holy Grail?"

This... Zhang Yuanqing frowned, thinking for a moment. A flash of insight struck him.

"Is it possible that something is wrong with the Fallen Holy Grail? Although he obtained the item, he can't control it."

Fu Qingyang nodded. "Then, from this perspective, we can deduce that the leader of the Night Rose has a way to solve the problem."

"That's right. This explains why Hei Wuchang didn't run far away after getting the Holy Grail. Instead, he lurked in Songhai. If he doesn't solve the problem of the Fallen Holy Grail, he can't receive the inheritance of the Cunning-Eyed Judge. Rule-based items are indeed more important than life," Zhang Yuanqing said.

"So the context of the event is becoming clearer and clearer. The Cunning-Eyed Judge died strangely, and the Fallen Holy Grail was obtained by Hei Wuchang. But for some reason, the Holy Grail has a problem and cannot be controlled. Hei Wuchang had no choice but to try to cooperate with the Night Rose, and the two sides agreed to meet in Songhai. But because of a lack of trust, they are afraid of betrayal, so they are testing each other," Fu Qingyang said in a clear voice.

"To find out the state of the Fallen Holy Grail, we have to start with the death of the Cunning-Eyed Judge, and his death is related to the Demon Lord, well, suspected..."

Related to the Demon Lord... The heir of the Demon Lord felt a guilty conscience, and was also extremely curious.

The Demon Lord and the Cunning-Eyed Judge died around the same time. Big Bro predicted, no, foresaw the death of the Cunning-Eyed Judge. Could the Cunning-Eyed Judge have been killed by the Demon Lord, and Big Bro witnessed it?

That's right, Big Bro must have witnessed it, that's why he was able to obtain the Demon Lord's role card, and that's why he was so sure of the Cunning-Eyed Judge's death.

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath. "I have an idea. Could the Cunning-Eyed Judge have been killed by the Demon Lord? Maybe, they both died together."

Fu Qingyang seemed to be inspired and urged, "Good idea, continue."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

"In Hengxing Wuji's memory, the person from the Night Rose used a spirit servant to meet him. This shows that he is a Night Wanderer. And the Demon Lord is also a Night Wanderer. Is this a coincidence?"

"It's not a coincidence!" Fu Qingyang shook his head and said with certainty, "The Fallen Holy Grail has a problem because of the Demon Lord, a problem that only a Night Wanderer can solve. The largest sect of Night Wanderers is the Taiyi Sect, but it's clear that the Taiyi Sect can't cooperate with Hei Wuchang, so he can only choose the Night Rose. The word 'Night' can reflect a lot of things..."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly said, "Centurion Fu is insightful, worthy of being a scout, worthy of being the most perfect profession."

Fu Qingyang glanced at him. "You're not bad either."

"Thank you for the praise, Centurion. My childhood dream was to be an excellent detective."

"I mean your flattery skills are pretty good."

"..."

Fu Qingyang revealed a hint of a smile. "Of course, I don't mind. Being good at socializing is an advantage."

After a pause, he added, "But being lecherous isn't."

*I'm really not a pervert. Guan Ya, that stinky woman, just wants to slander me...* Zhang Yuanqing still had a warm smile on his face, showing no embarrassment.

Fu Qingyang didn't dwell on the topic, and instead asked, "Did you hide something in your report on clearing the Sheling Tunnel?"

Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank.

"Recently, people from the Taiyi Sect will be looking for you. Be prepared," Fu Qingyang said, taking out a business card from his white suit pants pocket. He said calmly, "This is my business card. You can call me directly if you need anything in the future. This is a privilege only team leaders have."

His expression was calm, but unusually serious, as if he were a promising young monarch bestowing rewards on his ministers.

*It's so good to have someone to rely on!* Zhang Yuanqing quickly took the business card and deliberately put it away solemnly in front of Fu Qingyang.

Fu Qingyang added, "You saved so many colleagues tonight, which is a great achievement. I will report this to the elder in charge of the Hei Wuchang case."

*Does this mean he's trying to find a backer for me?* Zhang Yuanqing said with a smile, "Thank you, Centurion. I hear Guan Ya mention you all the time. If I hadn't seen you with my own eyes, I would have been really fooled by her."

Fooled? Fu Qingyang was stunned. "What did she say about me?"

Zhang Yuanqing: "Stupid and rich."

Fu Qingyang's handsome, sculpted face twitched slightly.

The two left the villa. At the gate, black business cars were parked, filled with people. Except for the three severely injured and unconscious Fire Masters who were sent away, the rest stood quietly by the cars waiting.

The most casual were Guan Ya and Ling Jun. The former leaned against the hood of a car with her arms crossed, and the latter squatted by the side of the road with a cigarette between his fingers.

"Guan Ya, come with me!"

Fu Qingyang walked aside with a cold expression.

Guan Ya followed blankly. If she wasn't mistaken, her cousin had given her a murderous glare just now.

There were several young women in the support team who stared at Zhang Yuanqing with bright eyes, sizing him up and down.

Then they exchanged whispers of delight:

"He's more handsome than I imagined."

"He's just too young. He looks like he just started college."

"It's good that he's young. It's easier to fool him."

Ling Jun threw away his cigarette butt and leaned towards Zhang Yuanqing with a smile.

"Yuanshi Tianzun?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the other party. He was wearing a loose light blue shirt, loose casual pants, and sneakers. His chin-length short hair was slightly messy. When he smiled, he squinted his eyes, giving people a very kind impression.

"You are..."

"Ling Jun, from the Taiyi Sect."

Zhang Yuanqing was shocked, thinking that the Taiyi Sect had come to question him so quickly? I haven't thought of an excuse yet.

"I heard you like women?"

"Huh?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, thinking, *When did I become interested in women? How can you slander me?*

"Alas, Elder Sun is confused. You should have been a talent of the Taiyi Sect." Ling Jun sighed and said with a familiar smile, "Do you want to join the Taiyi Sect? I believe the single women there would be very willing to communicate with you."

When it comes to socializing, Zhang Yuanqing doesn't back down. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Are they single women who get straight to the point?"

Ling Jun was taken aback, and then laughed loudly.

"You're an interesting kid. I like making friends with interesting people. If you want to join the Taiyi Sect, look for me anytime. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm not the one who's confused."

After a few words, the two immediately became acquainted, and even exchanged contact information.

Ling Jun put away his phone, lit a cigarette, and squinted his eyes with a smile.

"I've been in so many dungeons, but I haven't encountered an S-level spirit realm. You've cleared it twice."

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his smile kind.

"Worthy of being the heir of the Demon Lord."

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