Mai Bao Xiao Lang Jun

Chapter 83 Infiltration

“Looking for him?”

Wang Qian frowned and hesitated, “We don’t have a deep connection. I don’t quite trust him. Boss, you don’t know, the day after the Xiahou family clashed with the Palace Master, he sent a message saying he wanted to help me. It’s very suspicious...” Their friendship was superficial; Wang Qian didn’t believe that Yuanshi Tianzun would offend the Xiahou family for his sake. What was the benefit?

Hearing this, Qingdian Dasheng hesitated.

The spicy girl on the side glanced at Wang Qian, then at Qingdian Dasheng, and asked with interest:

“Are you talking about that newcomer who cleared two S-level instances, the guy who’s been trending on the official forum lately?” Wang Qian nodded, “I’m his informant.”

Wo Xing Wo Su examined him, clicking her tongue repeatedly.

Qingdian Dasheng seized the opportunity to ask, “Susu, what do you think?”

Wo Xing Wo Su shook her head, “I’m very interested in this kind of genius little boy, but I don’t know him well.”

Qingdian Dasheng pondered for a few seconds, then spoke his thoughts, saying:

“Yuanshi Tianzun isn’t old and is still a newbie. Spirit Attendants of this age still have a bit of fire in their hearts and can’t stand bullying. Holy Hand, you send him a message telling him about this, saying that your sister has been kidnapped and you suspect the Xiahou family did it. Don’t describe too much.

“See how he replies.”

Wang Qian nodded, “Then I’ll go out again?”

Qingdian Dasheng shook his head: “Send it directly here. We’re just about to change locations. We’ll leave as soon as you send it.” The young man with headphones and the spicy girl came over. Under the gaze of his companions, Wang Qian took out his phone and typed the message:

“My sister was kidnapped by the Xiahou family. The Xiahou family doesn’t play by the rules and is targeting my family. Is the official really not going to do anything?”

After editing the message, he looked at his companions.

Qingdian Dasheng shook his head: “Young geniuses are generally proud and don’t respond well to being pushed around. Soften the wording a bit. Change it to: My sister has been kidnapped by the Xiahou family. She’s just an ordinary person. Help me, save her.”

Wang Qian immediately modified the message and sent it.

Zhang Yuanqing, after getting rid of Xie Lingxi, who was full of “Brother, are you injured?” and “Xiahou Tianyuan is a bastard,” had just hung up the phone when he received a message notification.

“Wang Qian finally sent me a message?”

He was overjoyed, thinking that his disguise ring finally had a use.

Then he realized that Wang Qian’s message was sent to “Yuanshi Tianzun,” not the anonymous number.

Zhang Yuanqing read the message content and his face suddenly turned gloomy. Kidnapping family members?

The Xiahou family actually targeted Wang Qian’s family, not even letting ordinary people go?

How is this any different from an evil profession?

He put away his phone and left the restroom.

Guan Ya, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked up, glanced at him, and said with a smile:

“In less than ten minutes, I have a deep and clear understanding of your stamina... What’s wrong?” She suddenly noticed that Yuanshi’s expression was not good.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice, “Wang Qian’s sister has been kidnapped...”

He quietly told Guan Ya the content of the message.

The experienced driver raised her eyebrows.

Zhang Yuanqing sought her opinion: “In this situation, what do you think I should do?” After seeing the message, his first reaction was anger, anger at the Xiahou family’s lawlessness; the second reaction was doubt, doubting the authenticity of the event; the third reaction was caution.

Guan Ya pondered for a few seconds, then frowned and said:

“I don’t think something is right. The Xiahou family is domineering, but not to the point of being so lawless. Ordinary people are indeed insignificant to them, but this is Songhai. They shouldn’t be so brazen.”

“You mean... the information is fake? Or the Xiahou family didn’t kidnap her?”

“No, I mean, there’s a problem with the Xiahou family’s attitude towards the Zhisha Palace. The retaliation is excessive.” Guan Ya’s face was serious. “My suggestion is not to interfere. The water is deep here. If you have to interfere, then put pressure in the name of the official, but you’re just an elite member, not a captain, let alone a deacon. The Xiahou family isn’t afraid of you.”

“I can call Commander Fu.”

Guan Ya scoffed:

“You don’t understand him. I guess he’ll answer you like this: If you believe in procedural justice, then go collect evidence and come back to me. If you follow the justice of results, then you don’t need to come to me.”

The Xiahou family’s hands and feet must be very clean. I can’t find any evidence, and finding evidence takes time. I don't even know Wang Qian's sister current condition and situation. The longer I delay, the more dangerous it becomes.

The meaning of the justice of results, isn’t this the Zhisha Palace’s set of principles... Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her and said, “I’ll go ask.”

He turned around and went back into the restroom.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing walked out with a strange expression and said loudly:

“You woman, tell me quickly, what’s your relationship with Commander Fu?” Fu Qingyang’s reply was almost exactly the same as what she said.

Guan Ya giggled and laughed, “Guess.”

Zhang Yuanqing didn’t say a word, his face dark, and left angrily with his backpack. Outside the Public Security Bureau, he hailed a taxi to Wang Qian’s sister’s house.

Sitting in the car, he closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes, and Zhang Yuanqing came up with a plan.

“If I want to follow procedural justice, the best way is to borrow that command flag from Fu Qingyang and then interrogate Xiahou Tianyuan. But the squad leader isn’t here now, and if I go alone, Xiahou Tianyuan might hit me again. At that time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist killing him.

“If I follow the justice of results, I can use the Red Dancing Shoes to find Wang Qian’s sister. When the time comes, I’ll have both the person and the evidence. Let’s see how Xiahou Tianyuan can quibble.”

Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone and sent a message to Wang Qian: “Understood.”

Suburbs, low and old bungalows.

Wang Qian heard a "ding-dong" from his phone, his expression tightened, and he quickly lit up the phone screen: "He replied." The companions around him immediately gathered around.

Understood… Wang Qian looked at the message content, and his face turned to disappointment.

Three understated words, neither agreeing nor refusing, which left him without confidence.

Qingdian Dasheng sighed:

Let’s transfer the location first.

Let’s wait a bit longer. Not responding immediately might indicate that the person is calm, right? At least he didn’t decline.

Wang Qian nodded.

Tiandi Buren and Wo Xing Wo Su exchanged glances and silently sighed, then started packing their things.

In the car, Zhang Yuanqing heard the phone notification sound, picked it up to check, and it was a text message from Guan Ya:

“I’m his cousin.”

Guan Ya is Fu Qingyang’s cousin?

Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and not surprised. He had known for a long time that Guan Ya’s identity was not simple, but he didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence that she was actually Fu Qingyang’s cousin.

No, not a coincidence. Commander Fu arranged for his cousin to work under him, which is reasonable.

Moreover, Guan Ya knows Fu Qingyang so well and lacks respect, which explains it.

In that case, Guan Ya’s real name is Fu Ya? At least her surname is Fu.

At this time, the taxi stopped outside a residential area, and the driver asked: “Scan the code or cash?”

Zhang Yuanqing paid in cash, pushed open the car door, and entered the residential area where Wang Qian’s sister lived.

Wang Qian’s sister doesn’t live in the Kangyang District, but in the Fenghui District next door. The infrastructure in the residential area is not bad, and the location is also good. As a Songhai native, Zhang Yuanqing can easily assess the house prices.

It should be around 80,000 per square meter. “Knock knock!”

He came to the floor where Wang Qian’s sister lived and knocked on the anti-theft door.

After more than ten seconds, footsteps came, stopped at the door for a few seconds, and someone observed Zhang Yuanqing through the peephole before turning the doorknob and opening the door.

Standing in the doorway was a young man with a haggard face and eyebrows filled with anxiety and worry. He scrutinized the stranger outside the door:

“Who are you looking for?”

Zhang Yuanqing didn’t answer and slipped into the house, while the young man stood there blankly.

He was under a hallucination.

After entering the living room, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the room layout, accurately located the bathroom, and pulled out a few strands of long hair from the bathroom drain. To be on the safe side, he also found hair of the same texture next to the pillow in the bedroom.

After collecting the hair strands, he left Wang Qian’s sister’s house.

Walking out of the residential building, Zhang Yuanqing thought about his next action.

“First, lock down the location of Wang Qian’s sister. If she is placed in a secret place, I’ll save her by the way. If Xiahou Tianyuan has her by his side, then I’ll stand still and call Fu Qingyang.”

Thinking of this, he scanned a shared bicycle, summoned the Red Dancing Shoes in a secluded place, and stuffed the hair strands into the shoes.

Then, he cast a hallucination to hide its existence.

Da da da... The Red Dancing Shoes happily circled its useless master, then ran away.

Slow down, too fast! Zhang Yuanqing frantically pedaled his bicycle, chasing after it.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing came to the edge of Fenghui District. Here, commercial and residential buildings were fewer, and greenery and villa areas were more numerous.

The Red Dancing Shoes hopped and skipped forward, its steps very lively and arrogant.

It came to the outside of a villa complex, and in front of the gatekeeper, it strode into the villa in a cocky manner, recognizing no one.

Fortunately, the security guard couldn’t see it, otherwise he would have been trampled to death if he turned his head.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the bicycle to the side of the road, looked around, and saw the road monitoring. He deftly hid in the roadside green belt and entered the Night Wanderer state.

After hiding his figure, Zhang Yuanqing ran into the villa complex, following the sensation to find the Red Dancing Shoes. It was about to enter a two-story villa with a garden.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately ended the tracking.

The Red Dancing Shoes then pattered and ran back to its master, asking him to pay the reward:

[Are you willing to dance with me? If you are, please stomp your feet in place.]

I don’t have time to dance with you now... Zhang Yuanqing sighed and left with the Red Dancing Shoes.

A few minutes later, in an invisible state, he returned to the villa again, climbed over the wall, and entered the yard.

Zhang Yuanqing stuck to the villa wall, went around to the backyard, and saw three middle-aged men sitting at a table in the yard, sunbathing. The table was full of beer and food.

A middle-aged man with a big belly took a gulp of beer and said:

“This woman has seen our faces, should we kill her?”

“Young Master Tianyuan still has a use for her, let’s wait until we lure out the people from Zhisha Palace.” His companion shook his head.

Another companion said: “This is Songhai, after all, it’s the territory of the Five Elements Alliance. Isn’t it bad to kill someone?” The middle-aged man with the big belly sneered: “Has Young Master Tianyuan killed few ordinary people?”

“Those were all secretly killed, or created as accidents or sudden deaths. Ours is different. Don’t mess around for now. In a few days, that Wang Qian should take the initiative to contact Young Master Tianyuan.”

Zhang Yuanqing waited in place for a few seconds. The Night Wanderer time ended, and he cast the skill again, hiding his figure. Sticking to the wall, he quickly passed through the backyard and entered the villa.

During this process, the middle-aged men at the table were completely unaware.