“In the unbridled spirit body of Heng Xingwuji, I saw the informant, but it was a spirit servant…”
Zhang Yuanqing told Fu Qingyang the details of the spirit questioning.
The Centurion, whose features were as sharp as if carved by a knife, frowned deeper and deeper as he listened, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, he looked at that handsome face and said:
“Does Centurion know about the Dark Night Rose?”
Fu Qingyang shook his head. “I haven’t heard of it. There are only two possibilities. The Dark Night Rose is an unknown folk organization; or my authority is not high enough to know. But an organization that can cooperate with Black Impermanence and make him fear it cannot be unknown.”
In other words, the security level of the Dark Night Rose 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 pondered for a moment: “Can you unlock my handcuffs first?”
Fu Qingyang was stunned, “Sorry!”
He went behind the high-backed chair and released Zhang Yuanqing’s restraints.
Zhang Yuanqing moved his wrists and said: “First of all, through this memory, we can confirm the reason why Black Impermanence is hiding in Songhai. He is waiting for the leader of the Dark Night Rose. But the two sides lack trust, and they have not yet made contact. This is an opportunity for us.”
Fu Qingyang “Mmm” sounded: “Then what do you think Black Impermanence and the Dark Night Rose are plotting?”
How would I know? Maybe they want to destroy the world? Zhang Yuanqing silently played a meme, suddenly his heart stirred, and he remembered a detail in the memory, slowly saying:
“For the Fallen Holy Grail…”
Heng Xingwuji suggested that Black Impermanence contact the leader of the Dark Night Rose as soon as possible because controlling the Fallen Holy Grail is the key.
Fu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.
“But isn’t that rule-based item controlled by Black Impermanence? Why is it related to the Dark Night Rose organization?” Zhang Yuanqing asked in confusion.
“I don’t know, but did you notice how Heng Xingwuji advised Black Impermanence?”
“Meet with the leader of the Dark Night Rose, and then control the Fallen Holy Grail… Oh, Black Impermanence does not control the Fallen Holy Grail.”
“Yes, but theoretically, this is impossible. Once an item is put into the inventory, it is automatically recognized as the owner, and rule-based items are no exception. Why doesn’t Black Impermanence control the Fallen Holy Grail?”
This… Zhang Yuanqing frowned, thought for a moment, and a flash of inspiration came to him:
“Is it possible that something went wrong with the Fallen Holy Grail? Although he got this item, he can’t control it.”
Fu Qingyang nodded: “Then, starting from this idea, we can speculate that the leader of the Dark Night Rose has a way or means to solve the problem.”
“That’s right, this can explain why Black Impermanence didn’t run away after getting the Holy Grail, but instead lurked in Songhai. If he doesn’t solve the problem of the Fallen Holy Grail, he can’t receive the inheritance of the Ghoul Eye Judge. Rule-based items are indeed more important than life,” Zhang Yuanqing said.
“So the context of the incident is becoming clearer and clearer. The Ghoul Eye Judge died bizarrely, and the Fallen Holy Grail was obtained by Black Impermanence, but for some reason, there was a problem with the Holy Grail, and it could not be controlled. Black Impermanence had no choice but to try to cooperate with the Dark Night Rose, and the two sides agreed to meet in Songhai. But because of the lack of trust, both sides are afraid of double-crossing, so they are testing each other.” Fu Qingyang said in a clear voice:
“To know the state of the Fallen Holy Grail, we have to start from the death of the Ghoul Eye Judge, and his death is related to the Demon Lord, um, suspected…”
Related to the Demon Lord… the successor of the Demon Lord felt guilty and extremely curious.
The time of the Demon Lord and the Ghoul Eye Judge’s fall is not much different. Brother Soldier predicted, no, determined that the Ghoul Eye Judge was dead. Could the Ghoul Eye Judge have been killed by the Demon Lord, and Brother Soldier witnessed this?
Yes, Brother Soldier must have witnessed it, so he was able to get the Demon Lord character card, so he was so sure that the Ghoul Eye Judge was dead.
Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, “I have an idea. Do you think the Ghoul Eye Judge was killed by the Demon Lord? Or even, the two of them died together.”
Fu Qingyang seemed to have been inspired and urged: “Good idea, continue.”
Zhang Yuanqing nodded:
“In the memory of Heng Xingwuji, the person from the Dark Night Rose controlled a spirit servant to see him. From this, we can see 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 very definitely:
“The Fallen Holy Grail has a problem because of the Demon Lord, and only the Night Wanderer can solve the problem. The largest sect of the Night Wanderer is the Taiyi Sect, but the Taiyi Sect obviously cannot cooperate with Black Impermanence, so he can only choose the Dark Night Rose. The word ‘Dark Night’ can reflect many things…”
Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly said: “Centurion Fu is wise and perceptive. He is worthy of being a scout and the most perfect profession.”
Fu Qingyang glanced at him: “You are also very good.”
“Thank you for your praise, Centurion. My dream since I was a child was to be an excellent detective.”
“I mean, you are very good at flattering.”
“.......”
Fu Qingyang showed a smile: “Of course, I don’t dislike it. Being good at communication is an advantage.”
After a pause, he added: “But being lustful is not.”
I’m really not a pervert. That stinky woman Guan Ya just knows how to slander me… Zhang Yuanqing still had a warm smile on his face, without any embarrassment.
Fu Qingyang didn’t dwell on this topic and instead asked: “In your report on clearing the She Ling Tunnel, did you hide any information?”
Zhang Yuanqing’s heart sank.
“Recently, people from the Taiyi Sect will be looking for you. Be prepared.” Fu Qingyang said, took out a business card from the pocket of his white trousers, and said lightly:
“This is my business card. You can call me directly if you need anything in the future. This is a treatment only available to team-level personnel.”
His expression was indifferent, but exceptionally serious, as if he were a promising young monarch, bestowing rewards on his ministers.
It’s so good to have someone to back you up! Zhang Yuanqing quickly took the business card and deliberately put it away solemnly in front of Fu Qingyang.
Fu Qingyang also said: “You saved so many colleagues tonight, which is a great achievement. I will report this matter to the elder in charge of the Black Impermanence case.”
Is he trying to get me a backer? 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 deceived by her.”
Deceived? 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, there were black business cars parked, except for the three seriously injured and unconscious fire masters who were sent away, the rest stood quietly by the cars waiting.
The most nonchalant were Guan Ya and Ling Jun. The former leaned against the hood of the car with her arms crossed, and the latter squatted by the roadside with a cigarette between his fingers.
“Guan Ya, come here for a moment!”
Fu Qingyang walked aside with a cold face.
Guan Ya followed blankly. If she wasn’t mistaken, her younger cousin glared at her just now, radiating murderous intent.
There were several young girls in the support team, their bright eyes staring at Zhang Yuanqing, looking him up and down.
Then they whispered to each other in delight:
“He’s more handsome than I imagined.”
“It’s just that he’s too young. He looks like he just started college.”
“It’s good that he’s young. It’s easy to trick him.”
Ling Jun threw away his cigarette butt, smiled, and leaned towards Zhang Yuanqing, saying:
“Yuanshi Tianzun?”
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the other party. He was wearing a loose, light blue shirt, loose casual pants, and sneakers. His ear-length short hair was slightly messy, and he squinted when he smiled, giving a very kind impression.
“You are…”
“Ling Jun, from the Taiyi Sect.”
Zhang Yuanqing was startled, thinking that the Taiyi Sect came to question him so quickly? I haven’t thought of an excuse yet.
“I heard you are fond of women?”
“Huh?” Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, thinking, when did I become fond of 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 smiled familiarly: “Do you want to join the Taiyi Sect? I believe the single women there are very willing to communicate with you.”
Zhang Yuanqing was not afraid of communication, raised his eyebrows: “Are they single girls who cut to the chase?”
Ling Jun was stunned and laughed:
“You kid are interesting. I like to make friends with interesting people. If you want to join the Taiyi Sect, find me at any time. It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to, anyway, I’m not the one who is confused.”
After a few words, the two immediately became familiar with each other, and even exchanged contact information.
Ling Jun put away his phone, lit a cigarette, and smiled, squinting:
“I’ve run so many instances, but I haven’t encountered an S-level spirit realm, but you’ve cleared it twice.”
He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his smile kind:
“Worthy of being the successor of the Demon Lord.”
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