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Chapter 209 Mus's Past
Gao Bin had spent two years with the Nevada City Criminal Investigation Department, so he was naturally familiar with the name "Hermit".

"The Hermit? He's been missing for so many years, where can we find him?"

When Gao Bin reviewed the case report, he had speculated that the matter might be related to the Hermit.

After all, Xu Zhihai had just finished looking for the hermit and then his throat was slit. Who would believe that the two things were unrelated?

Having someone to suspect is a good thing.

But the problem is, where are they going to find people?
Yang Xingguo has been searching for so many years without any results, and the methods they have are not much more numerous than Yang Xingguo's.

The strange power far surpasses that of ordinary people, but it is not omniscient or omnipotent.

Otherwise, Gao Bin's abilities wouldn't be so highly regarded.

"I have two leads regarding the search for the person."

Xia Qiyuan stroked his chin and said, "One is Mu Si, the Hermit's former partner, or rather, the intelligence merchant who provided logistics for the Hermit. The other one, for now, is the bounty hunter who once hired the Hermit—the Messenger..."

"Cough cough cough..."

Upon hearing the messenger's name, Gao Bin, who was about to speak, choked on his breath.

This obvious reaction naturally did not escape Xia Qiyuan's discerning eye: "You know the messenger?"

Gao Bin's eyes darted around: "I do know you, but you should know me too, right?"

Ok? !

Xia Qiyuan was startled.

He certainly recognized the messenger, but at that time he was still Xia Qiyuan, not He Jun.

Gao Bin...did he secretly use his super-sensory abilities on himself?
Impossible. If he were using his extrasensory perception, he should be able to sense it himself.

Xia Qiyuan's eyes flickered: "Who told you I know a messenger?"

Gao Bin was taken aback: "Huh? Isn't that written in the case report...?"

"Case report?"

This time, Xia Qiyuan was dumbfounded: "Where did this messenger come from in the case report?"

The two looked at each other and fell into a mysterious silence.

But Xia Qiyuan quickly realized what was going on.

"In the kidnapping report, the bounty hunter whose code name was omitted was the messenger?"

He squinted at Gao Bin: "The report clearly didn't mention it, so how did you know he was a messenger?"

"Well... well..."

Gao Bin stammered for a long time, but in the end he couldn't withstand Xia Qiyuan's sharp gaze and gave in: "Okay, I admit it, I handed in the report without reading it. The name 'Messenger' was something I heard from someone while investigating the case..."

"Then where is he now?"

Xia Qiyuan had no time to listen to his confession about slacking off and asked directly.

Gao Bin straightened up from the stretcher: "I don't know either. After the case was closed, he disappeared. I heard he even deleted his contact information."

"Who brought him here in the first place?"

"Jin Ping'an said he attracted the messenger by offering a bounty."

Gao Bin scratched his head and said.

Jin Ping'an did not tell outsiders about the fact that Ai Liang had introduced the messenger.

They simply claimed to the outside world that the messenger was hired by them.

"attract……"

Xia Qiyuan, who usually likes to get to the bottom of things, unusually refrained from continuing to question the meaning of "attraction," instead remaining solemn and silent.

Because he clearly understands the meaning of attraction.

He was one of the witnesses to that sensational bombing incident.

Seeing that Xia Qiyuan remained silent, Gao Bin thought he was about to be scolded again.

He quickly retorted, "I'd never heard of this messenger before. Who knew he'd be involved in this? If only I'd known earlier..."

"Is it still possible to contact the messenger?"

Xia Qiyuan ignored Gao Bin's excuses and asked directly.

Gao Bin thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Uh, I guess we can't get in touch with him. That kid Jin Ping'an has been searching everywhere for the messenger's whereabouts lately, trying to invite him to join some kind of organization building project..."

"I'll find an opportunity to use my supersensory perception of Jin Ping'an's memories later to see if there are any details I've missed."

Xia Qiyuan interrupted Gao Bin's recollection: "Let's put the messenger matter aside for now, and talk about another specific clue I have."

Hearing that Xia Qiyuan did not intend to pursue the matter, Gao Bin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"That intelligence merchant named Mus has left Neva City. According to my investigation a few days ago, he should have arrived in Thousand Flower City."

While we investigate the disciples, we can also keep an eye out for this person's whereabouts.

"Mus sounds familiar."

A flash of inspiration struck Gao Bin: "I remember he was... an information broker from Nevada City, wasn't he?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Qiyuan's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

What has Shi Feng been teaching these past two years?
Xia Qiyuan specifically asked Dr. Yue to speak to Shi Feng and instruct him to give Gao Bin a good workout.

I thought that two years of grassroots training would make this guy a little more diligent.

At the very least, being influenced by Shi Feng and taking things more seriously would be acceptable.

It turned out he was overthinking it.

Two years of recuperation did not make Gao Bin more diligent; instead, it ingrained laziness into his very being.

Xia Qiyuan sighed, rubbing his forehead, "Are you a criminal police officer in Nevada, or something else entirely?"

"Mus is Nevada's largest underground intelligence dealer; it's documented in previous files. Don't tell me you didn't read the files."

"I went there to recover from my injuries, okay? Once I'm fully recovered, I'll be called back to the front lines. What use is it for me to learn those things?"

Gao Bin retorted sullenly, "Besides, I was subjected to a live dissection after my memories were erased. Couldn't you let me have a proper rest?"

His rebuttal this time was reasonable and well-founded.

Since he was injured on duty, Xia Qiyuan didn't say much.

"Alright, I'm not going to hold you responsible. I'll just repeat Mus's information again now, so you don't get unaware when he's already blaming you."

Xia Qiyuan raised his arm, and a layer of silvery-gray flowing "liquid" quickly emerged from under his skin, adhering to the top of his palm and forming a hand nail.

A beam of light was projected onto the two of them by the gauntlets.

As the light screen twisted, Mus's facial features quickly became apparent.

"Mus was originally just an insignificant information broker in Nevada City. Back then, he used the reputation of the Hermit to rise to power... Okay, let me explain briefly."

Seeing Gao Bin's expression that seemed to say, "You think you can rise to the top so easily? Are you kidding me?", Xia Qiyuan suppressed the urge to punch him and gave a brief explanation of Mu Si's rise to power.

"Back then, he was very close to the hermit and made his fortune by selling fabricated information."

In addition, most of the well-known intelligence brokers had been slaughtered by the Hermit, and the remaining people, fearing attacks from the Hermit and wanting to curry favor with this Hermit's 'partner,' handed over their intelligence channels to Mus at bargain prices.

He thus ascended to the position of head of intelligence in Nevada.

"Oh, I see." Gao Bin suddenly realized.

You've really only been doing this for two years, huh?!
Seeing Xia Qiyuan's increasingly hostile gaze, Gao Bin chuckled and prepared to shut his mouth.

Why "preparation"? Because he still has a few questions to ask.

"Mus shouldn't be his real name, right? What was his original identity?" Gao Bin asked cautiously.

“No one knows what Mus’s original identity was. From the time the records began, he was called Mus,” Xia Qiyuan replied.

This time, Gao Bin was truly confused.

He risked getting beaten up and continued to ask, "Really? With Captain Shi's methods and the Countermeasures Bureau's manpower, they can't find out the true identity of a small-time intelligence broker?"

Xia Qiyuan finally couldn't stand this good-for-nothing guy anymore and punched him on the shoulder: "Ask me all your questions after I've finished explaining!"

Gao Bin's questions are like those of a newbie who jumps into a game without reading the rules and instructions and then asks experienced players all sorts of questions.

The veteran gamer's blood pressure rose upon hearing this.

These are all things that are listed in the instruction manual, but they just won't read it.

To give a simple example, there are those people who could solve a problem in a minute with Baidu, but end up arguing with other members in a group chat for ages.

A muffled thud echoed through the spacious room.

If this punch landed on an ordinary person's head... please refer to the watermelon that fell from the 18th floor and was then run over by a road roller.

However, in Gao Bin's eyes, this kind of force was not even a joke.

It's roughly the kind of situation where you fall asleep in class and the teacher hits your arm with a piece of chalk.

Having been struck by the iron fist of justice, Gao Bin became much more obedient, kneeling on the stretcher like a well-behaved child.

Gao Bin quieted down, and Xia Qiyuan began to recount Mu Si's story again.

"When Mus first came into the police's view, he already had many identities and titles."

Ah Fu, Eighth Master… these are some of the names people use to address him, including Mu Si.

At this point, Xia Qiyuan glanced at Gao Bin, who immediately shut his mouth.

"The name Mus was the final answer the police obtained after careful investigation."

According to the earliest records, Mus was originally an underling of an intelligence dealer in Nevada City. His boss was commissioned to send him to infiltrate a criminal organization.

During his undercover mission, Mu Si used the alias A Fu. In order to gain the trust of the gang leader, he used his business acumen to help the gang leader make a fortune. Just when the mission was about to be completed, the other party made a condition.

The mob boss sent Mus to spy on their arch-enemy, promising him the second-in-command position if he succeeded. The boss even prepared a new identity for him.

Gao Bin's expression gradually became strange.

This sounds like something out of a spy movie!

Gao Bin suppressed his urge to complain and continued listening.

Not interrupting others is a matter of politeness and good manners. He was absolutely not worried that Xia Qiyuan would practice his skills on the spot.

"Then Mu Si used a new identity, transforming into Eighth Master, and went to another force. He used the same method to quickly gain the trust of the new boss, but the other party also put forward the same conditions."

He commissioned Mus to steal crucial intelligence from another organization, thus beginning Mus's third identity transformation.

Good heavens, I mean good heavens! Is this going to involve every single power in Nevada City?
Gao Bin couldn't help but exclaim inwardly.

"After several twists and turns, Mus arrived at the third force. After he rose to the management level, he was sent by his superiors to urge the intelligence dealers he had hired and was given the phone number of his boss. It was only then that Mus realized that this force was the same one that had been his original employer."

Not to mention Gao Bin, even Xia Qiyuan himself was shocked when he saw the file.

Xia Qiyuan, who has handled cases all his life, has seen many people who are like nested dolls, but he has never seen a nested doll like Mu Si.

"and after?"

Gao Bin was listening intently and couldn't help but ask.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed, wishing he had gone to work in the archives from the beginning.

Aren't these archives more exciting than the stories in novels?
Xia Qiyuan continued, "When Mu Si was infiltrating his employer's organization, he encountered a hermit who came to exterminate his family. Because he hadn't done anything wrong, he managed to escape.

With his employer dead, Mus returned to the faction that had sent him undercover, intending to pack his things, make a quick buck, and run away. But before he was ready to leave, the Hermit massacred the entire faction, and he escaped again because he hadn't committed too many evil deeds.

Mus packed his things overnight and returned to the mob boss he had initially infiltrated. Just as he was about to resign, he bumped into the Hermit again, just like the previous two times.

Gao Bin remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was practically bursting with laughter.

Encountering a throat-slitting maniac three times in a row?

This guy must have shit on Jesus' head in his past life!

Xia Qiyuan coughed twice, clearly revealing that he was not as calm as he appeared.

"Ahem, in the end, Musk took the Hermit back to his boss. At that point, the only person who knew Musk's true identity also died by the Hermit's blade. Musk's cooperation with the Hermit began from that time."

It's no wonder that later forces regarded the Hermit and Mus as one group and believed in the Hermit information that Mus sold.

He dragged the hermit into destroying three forces, and he happened to be an undercover agent in all three forces.

This looks like the Muslim spy's identity has been exposed, and he specifically asked the hermit to come and save the day.

Otherwise, why would this guy be involved in all three forces that were wiped out in succession?

Why did that hermit who spared neither his chickens nor his dogs let this guy go?

You should know that hermits specialize in killing evil people.

Almost no one in Nevada's underworld is clean.

Thus, news spread like wildfire that the throat-slitting maniac and Mus had some unknown relationship.

However, in reality, these guys were overthinking it.

Muslims were simply unlucky and didn't deserve to die.

"Mus's identity is practically that of Father Wang Lama, the Shaolin Temple's office in Wudang Mountain."

Gao Bin couldn't help but sigh, "It's a real shame not to use this for a movie."

Xia Qiyuan's face darkened: "Do you think I'm telling you a story?"

"Uh, can you confirm that this guy is in Qianhua City right now?"

Gao Bin, noticing that Xia Qiyuan was in a bad mood, immediately changed the subject.

Xia Qiyuan was truly exhausted by Gao Bin's unserious behavior.

"According to my recent investigation in Nevada, Mus secretly transferred all his intelligence channels to a man named Song Jie."

Song Jie is an information broker in Qianhua City; finding him will lead to Mu Si's whereabouts.

Xia Qiyuan said sternly, "With Song Jie's intelligence network, finding disciples in Qianhua City will be much easier. Moreover... I don't believe that an intelligence dealer would be completely unaware of what's happening in his own territory."

Looking into Xia Qiyuan's deep gaze, Gao Bin silently mourned for Song Jie for a second.

(End of this chapter)