Lord of Puro

Chapter 635 Blood debt must be paid with blood

Yuezhou City, Yuerong District, Yueming Garden.

In the five-story villa in the center of the park, Bai Mo Fang Master Pei Yurong raised his glass and said to everyone: "The first glass of wine is to our deputy master!"

Du Wenming stood up and picked up the wine glass.

After successfully completing the mission last night, Du Wenming was promoted from a marginal figure in Baimofang to deputy master.

"The second glass of wine is to thank you for your bravery on the battlefield!"

In a series of cases last night, some members of Baimofang played a key role. After this test, some of these members will become the backbone of Baimofang. A large number of the original backbones were killed by Du Wenming, and they need to be replaced.

Among these new backbones is Gu Hao, the communications chief of the Dark Star Bureau.

"The third cup of wine is to toast our dreams. The palace of dreams that we have built with our blood and faith is about to shine brightly. Now, please ask the messenger of the Lord of Demons to give us guidance, encouragement and blessings!"

A blond, blue-eyed man in a black robe stood up and spoke to everyone.

He spoke in Rafsha, which most people present could not understand, but Du Wenming could understand.

There was nothing special about what he said. He emphasized that this was a hard-won victory. After the magnetic storm weapon was officially completed, the Demon Lord would come to the earth and the war would begin. In the future, Baimofang would serve the Demon Lord Chernobog more devoutly and create more achievements under the Demon Lord's guidance.

The abbot Pei Yurong translated the words of the Demon Lord's messenger. The meaning remained basically unchanged, but some adjustments were made to the description, raising the affirmation of the achievements and the encouragement for the future to a higher level.

"There are still many tough battles waiting for us to fight. Our magnetic storm weapon has completed the initial debugging. This is a new sword that we have forged for the Demon Lord with our lives.
When the Demon Lord conquers this planet, we, as his most loyal followers, will become the first lords of this world. We will gain endless life, supreme glory, noble status and inexhaustible wealth!
Today, we raise our glasses and send sincere blessings to the Demon Lord. Tomorrow, we will put on our battle robes and present the Demon Lord with a wreath of victory!"

Everyone at the scene was toasting each other and the atmosphere was very lively.

Du Wenming reminded him, "Master, at this critical moment, if we celebrate together, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

Pei Yurong smiled and said, "There are some things you don't understand. You have been smooth sailing in the first half of your life and have experienced too little. You don't know the difficulty of controlling the overall situation.
Although the battle of Baimofang was won, the losses were not small. If we don’t gather the backbones together and give them enough rewards, our people will be scattered. If people’s hearts are not gathered, who will work for us? Who will fight the remaining tough battles..."

Pei Yurong used to be a teacher. She talked endlessly about moral principles, which made Du Wenming very disgusted.

But he had to endure the disgust because Du Wenming was still waiting to get the money.

After the cocktail party, the dance began immediately. Pei Yurong carefully selected more than fifty women from the members of Baimofang to serve as dance partners for the Demon Lord's messenger and the heroes present.

As the music sounded, the crystal chandeliers with a Western palace charm illuminated the smiling faces of every new backbone.

In the magnificent hall of the villa, gorgeous silk dresses swayed gently on the dark yellow carpet. They snuggled in their arms, as if presenting the most beautiful flowers to the most powerful warriors.

Dark yellow lights, dark yellow wallpaper, dark yellow carpet, dark yellow skirt.

Even the rhythm and melody of the waltz have a dark yellow luxurious feel.

Du Wenming sighed in his heart that Pei Yurong really had a special liking for dark yellow.

The first dance at the party had just begun, and Du Wenming had already smelled some special scent, very hot and restless.

And after the dance, there are even more exciting arrangements.

This arrangement would last for three full days. Du Wenming was worried. He could not accept the madness of Baimofang. This was one of the reasons why he distanced himself from Baimofang in the first place.

Pei Yurong arranged for several women to invite Du Wenming to dance, but they were all rejected by Du Wenming.

This made Pei Yurong unhappy. She hated people who spoiled the fun: "I made this arrangement because I have the ability to ensure everyone's safety. You'd better not worry about things that are not your business."

Du Wenming nodded and said, "I'm not questioning your opinion. I'm just not used to such occasions."

"Then you have to learn to adapt. There will be more and more occasions like this in the future!" Pei Yurong said with a serious face, "If you don't want to stay here, go and carry out the mission. The Demon Lord's messenger has delivered Xiao Qianshou's reward. You go and give it to Xiao Qianshou."

Du Wenming was more than happy to do so. He took a wooden box and drove to Xiao Qianshou's residence.

Xiao Qianshou lives in a small building in the urban village. There are clothes hanging downstairs and salted fish drying outside the window. It looks like an ordinary family in the suburbs of Yuezhou. Unless they receive confirmed information, no one will believe that the ancestor of the thief lives here.

Du Wenming held the wooden box and knocked on the door. Xiao Qianshou responded from inside the room: "Come in."

When he arrived in the living room, Du Wenming put down the wooden box and saw Xiao Qianshou sitting on a recliner drinking tea.

"Senior, thank you for your hard work last night."

"This is not just hard work. I have suffered a huge loss on this job." Xiao Qianshou smiled bitterly and poured a cup of tea for Du Wenming. Du Wenming felt that his posture of pouring tea was a bit strange.

Xiao Qianshou's posture of pouring tea was indeed strange, and he had to cover the rash on his hands.

Du Wenming picked up the teacup and asked, "Senior, are you injured?"

Seeing Du Wenming holding the cup, Xiao Qianshou smiled: "Yes, I was injured, and the injury was quite serious. I think you seem to be injured too."

Xiao Qianshou deliberately looked at Du Wenming's hand. He wanted to see if the pus on the cup had stuck to his hand.

If the disease is passed on to Du Wenming, Baimofang will definitely think of a way to cure it.

Du Wenming did have scars on his hands: "I was injured by Badou Mo Ke. Those rubbish from the Dark Star Bureau can't hurt me."

Xiao Qianshou stared at Du Wenming and looked at him. He seemed to see something: "Why can Zhou Badou always find you? Did he leave a mark on you?"

"He did leave a mark on me at the beginning, but I asked someone to remove it. After I moved to another state, it wasn't that easy for him to find me. The last two times, he must have found my whereabouts through other means."

"The mark was removed?" Xiao Qianshou didn't quite believe it. "Who helped you remove it?"

Du Wenming answered truthfully: "It's He Jiaqing, your good young man from the Taoist sect."

Xiao Qianshou nodded repeatedly: "This young man is really good. How did he help you remove the mark?"

Du Wenming was stunned, not understanding why Xiao Qianshou asked so detailed questions.

But there was nothing secretive about this, Du Wenming answered directly: "He looked at me for a while, then reached out to me and took out the mark. It only took about ten seconds in total."

Xiao Qianshou frowned slightly: "After you stretched out your hand, it took you about ten seconds?"

"Yeah," Du Wenming nodded, "This guy is pretty quick."

"Yeah, pretty fast!" Xiao Qianshou nodded again, "Xiao Du, you have to be more careful."

"What do you mean by that?..."

Xiao Qianshou used the lid of the teacup to fiddle with the tea leaves in the cup and blew gently on the tea: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind you to be more careful in the future.

He Jiaqing marked it for you, so you should take a closer look. In our line of work, stepping on the plates is a serious matter. It doesn't matter if it takes a long time, even three to five months is fine.

But when it comes to taking action, you can't be slow. It takes more than ten seconds to peel off the skin. I think this kid has little talent. He won't be able to do this job in the future."

Picking leather refers to stealing wallets.

The moment He Jiaqing removed the mark from Du Wenming's body was called "picking the skin" by Xiao Qianshou, and the observation he made before that was called "stepping on the plate".

It took about ten seconds to remove the mark, but Xiao Qianshou felt that it took too long.

Is he saying that He Jiaqing did not handle this matter well, or is he referring to something else?
Du Wenming wanted to ask a few more questions, but saw Xiao Qianshou holding up the teacup.

Xiao Qianshou wanted to see him off, so Du Wenming had to stand up and say goodbye.

After Du Wenming left, Xiao Qianshou opened the wooden box, which contained ten sealed glass bottles. A hand was soaked in each glass bottle.

There was a metal ball at the broken wrist. Xiao Qianshou opened a bottle and touched the ball. The ball made a hissing sound and steam spewed out of the ball.

The five fingers of that hand trembled one by one, which was a signal that the debugging was complete.

Xiao Qianshou took it and sighed, "This Neizhou thing is really fancy, just use it for what it is."

……

Du Wenming returned to the villa and listened to waves of laughter in the hall. He could basically guess what was going on inside.

Du Wenming didn't want to get involved in such occasions.

After passing the hall, Du Wenming went directly to Pei Yurong's bedroom. Pei Yurong had drunk a lot of wine and her mood was a little fluctuating.

She reached out her hand, hugged Du Wenming's neck, and said affectionately, "Would you like to dance with me?"

Du Wenming didn't really want to dance. What Xiao Qianshou had just said made him very worried.

He Jiaqing was slow, what is the secret here?
Pei Yurong turned off the lights and lit the candles. It seemed that she had to dance.

Even if he was unwilling in his heart, he had to show willingness on his face. He must not ruin Pei Yurong's mood at this time.

The candlelight flickered, and the melody of the waltz "Sleeping Beauty" echoed in the bedroom. Du Wenming held Pei Yurong's hand and spun lightly on the soft carpet.

His dance steps were graceful and accurate, and every turn was done with a graceful ease. Pei Yurong's face, which was usually serious to the point of being domineering, was now like melting ice, revealing a rare tenderness.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Du Wenming took the opportunity to make a request: "I need a laboratory to prepare for the next step of research."

Pei Yurong nodded: "Okay, I will help you choose a location for the laboratory tomorrow, and I will also provide you with a group of assistants to ensure that you can complete your research smoothly."

Du Wenming knew that they were looking for someone to monitor him.

Pei Yurong also wanted the research results of the boundary.

It doesn't matter, I can tolerate all of this. As long as I can get the money, as long as I can get the equipment, as long as I can avoid the deadly epidemic within five days, I can tolerate anything else.

Speaking of epidemics, Du Wenming had a strange feeling.

After returning from Xiao Qianshou, he felt that his symptoms had improved a lot.

It's not the feeling of the disease being suppressed, but the feeling of being cured.

Seeing that his condition had improved, Du Wenming's mood also improved a lot.

Pei Yurong blew out the candle, and bursts of laughter came from the room.

……

Tangkuai stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and did not knock.

Haitangguo walked forward, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't knock on the door.

Chen Changrui sighed and knocked on the door.

A woman opened the door and saw three people standing in front of it.

She didn't know the two women, but she had seen the man before, who was her husband's colleague.

She invited the three people to her home and asked nervously, "Old Chen, why are you here? Where is our old Shen? Why didn't he go home? He hasn't been home for two days. Is he on a business trip again? Like last time, he was gone for half a month?"

Chen Changrui considered his tone and said tentatively: "Manager Shen had an accident, so what..."

"What kind of accident? Aren't you an electrical company? Isn't he your sales manager? What kind of accident could have happened to him?"

"Yes, well, there was a safety accident, he was in the workshop..."

"What is he doing in the workshop? Isn't he in sales?"

"That is, during work, I took a client to the workshop, an accident happened, and then I couldn't come back..."

Chen Changrui had prepared very well beforehand. He had memorized the script several times, but when it came time to speak, he spoke it terribly.

"Don't lie to me, Lao Chen, what does it mean that you can't come back?" Shen Jingye's wife pulled out a fruit knife.

Haitang and Tangkuai were both very nervous, and Chen Changrui waved his hands.

He knew that Shen Jingye's daughter-in-law often hurt people with a knife, but in fact, except for Shen Jingye, her knife could hardly hurt anyone else.

"I cooked his favorite wontons. When will he come back?" Shen Jingye's wife rubbed Chen Changrui's face with a knife.

"He, can't come back..." Chen Changrui's voice choked.

"Don't talk nonsense! Tell him to come back. I'm not angry with him anymore. I will never fight with him again. If I don't keep my word, I will cut off my own hand." She threw the knife away.

"Don't be impulsive, just listen to me first."

"I really know I was wrong. It's okay for him to hit me or scold me. Just let him come back!"

"Well, he can't reply, so don't..." Chen Changrui was speechless.

……

The candy was left at Shen Jingye's house to prevent his wife from doing anything extreme.

Chen Changrui returned to the office and kept rubbing his eyebrows.

The phone rang again, and it was my superior calling again.

Chen Changrui has reported countless times and he doesn't want to report again.

After get off work, Chen Changrui suddenly received a message with five words written on it: "The call of the sea swallow."

Chen Changrui wanted to reply to the message, but after thinking for a moment, he returned the call directly.

"Is the news reliable?"

"Director Chen, no one can claim to have 100% reliable information. I can only say that the source is relatively reliable."

"Where did you get the news?"

"Don't ask me about this. I'm risking my life to send you this news."

"Tell me more..."

"I can't tell you anymore. I have to hang up now."

Chen Changrui checked his phone again. Haiyan's call.

He called his secretary Liu Ning: "Is Director Li back?"

"No, he has been looking for clues about Baimofang with Tangyuan and Dengbaoer. He is almost going crazy and no one can persuade him!"

"There is an organization called Haiyan's Call. Please help me find the address of this organization."

Liu Ning had some impression of this organization: "Director Chen, this doesn't seem to be a dark energy organization."

"Check it first."

Chen Changrui hung up Liu Ning's phone and immediately called his superiors.

……

The next morning, Director Gao Yina came to the Dark Star Bureau, and Chen Changrui reported the intelligence again.

Director Gao first asked, "Does Director Li Qi know about the relevant situation?"

Chen Changrui shook his head and said, "Director Li doesn't know. He is fully investigating the clues of Baimofang. Once I tell him this news, I'm afraid he will take extreme actions."

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Gao Yina sighed and said, "You also know that this kind of action is extreme?"

Chen Changrui shook his head and said, "I want to get permission from my superiors to investigate the Haiyan's Calling organization first."

Gao Yina said, "The Call of the Swallow is a literary club, a literary club composed of literature lovers from the Huan Kingdom and the Rafsha Kingdom. You said that this literary club is the core organization of the Hundred Demons House. This absurd argument must have some basis."

"This is a clue I got from a special channel."

"Then tell me about your special channel!"

“This channel cannot be disclosed.”

"Then how could your superiors approve your actions? The incident at Baimofang has already put us under a lot of pressure. We are now at the center of public opinion."

"We are in the spotlight?" Chen Changrui was a little uncalm. "The Hundred Demons House has caused so many vicious incidents. They killed our director, and we are still being condemned by public opinion?"

"Director Chen, please calm down. So far, you have not been able to produce any evidence to prove that the series of vicious incidents were caused by Baimofang. The current public opinion has put Baimofang in the position of a victim!"

Chen Changrui raised his voice: "The incident that happened in the Dark Star Bureau was the Baimofang's attempt to silence people!"

Gao Yina's tone was not low: "Where is the evidence? You have no evidence at all! The only clue you have now is the cause of death of the deceased in this incident. You believe that they died from the dance skills, which is similar to Du Wenming's usual method.

These are not substantial evidence. Even if the evidence is confirmed and Du Wenming's suspicion is confirmed, you can't even prove that Du Wenming is a member of Baimofang!

We can't find any substantial evidence related to Baimofang, and now you want to investigate a literary club. If we continue to involve them like this, how many international disputes will we cause?"

Chen Changrui was speechless.

Yes, it's useless to blame him. Li Qi captured the person alive, but he still couldn't get a confession from him. It was useless if he was too tactful in his interrogation, and it would be useless if he was too direct in his interrogation, and the other party might explode.

Gao Yina stood up and said, "Director Chen, before taking any action, I hope you can maintain the rationality that a professional should have.

In addition, if Director Li Qi is unable to perform his duties as the head of the Dark Star Bureau, we will send someone to take over Director Shen's position. Please be prepared for the handover."

Gao Yina is gone.

Chen Changrui sat silently in the office for a long time. He took out his phone and called Li Qi.

……

Liao Zihui stood in front of the office window, looking at the sunset over Promontory, and then looked at the record in his hand.

This is Jiang Mengting's new song. Liao Zihui wanted to send a copy to Shen Jingye, but before he could send it, he received news from the Dark Star Bureau.

Over the years, there have been many ups and downs with Shen Jingye, and there have actually been quite a few conflicts between the two.

Shen Jingye is not a good person either, and he has done a lot of things behind people's backs.

But he just disappeared...

"I don't think you can avenge this. There are too many things to take care of in other states," Liao Zihui muttered to himself, "If this happened in Pro Province, he wouldn't survive this bastard..."

Halfway through his words, Liao Zihui choked up.

Secretary Ling Sujun knocked on the door and said, "There's someone named Jia Heqing who wants to see you."

"Jia Heqing? Why haven't I heard of him..." Liao Zihui was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Please ask him to come in."

Ling Sujun didn't know Jia Heqing either, but since Liao Zihui nodded, Ling Sujun invited him in.

The man looked to be about 45 or 46 years old. He was wearing a tweed coat, a bowler hat, and a moustache. His clothes were very elegant and he seemed to be of high social status.

After a few pleasantries, both parties sat down, and Liao Zihui asked directly: "Mr. He, you are so bold, do you know that you are a wanted criminal? How dare you come to the Customs Office?"

Jia Heqing is He Jiaqing.

He Jiaqing explained: "General Liao, if it is not an urgent matter, I would not dare to come to your door even if I have a hundred courage."

Liao Zihui smiled and said, "You are here for your business, right? You shouldn't ask me for this matter!"

He Jiaqing nodded and said, "I know, this is Li Qi's fault."

Liao Zihui advised: "It's best not to go to Li Qi now. He's going crazy now. If you say something that makes him angry, you won't be able to keep your business."

He Jiaqing came prepared: "I also know something about the outside state. I am just worried that I might not speak properly, so I came to ask you to convey that I can help Li Qi. I know where Du Wenming is."

Liao Zihui was stunned: "This matter can't be nonsense."

"This is nonsense. If you don't believe me, I can tell you Du Wenming's whereabouts right now. I only ask you to show mercy and let me go."

Liao Zihui said: "I have to discuss this with Li Qi, but as I said just now, Li Qi is going crazy. This is not a joke. Even I dare not contact him easily.
You said you knew Du Wenming's whereabouts, there must be a cause and effect here, right? If Li Qi asks, you should let me explain it clearly, right?"

He Jiaqing simply told the truth: "Du Wenming has a mark on his body, which was left by a master. He can't take it off by himself, so he asked me for help.

Because Du Wenming was ruthless and cruel, I didn't want to offend him at the time, so I helped to remove the mark on his body, but in order to be on guard in the future, I put another mark on him, so I knew exactly where he was,
But I didn't expect that Du Wenming buried the mark I took off in Li Qi's territory, which caused the misunderstanding between me and Li Qi. I want to take this opportunity to resolve the misunderstanding. Please help me build a bridge in the middle!"

Liao Zihui nodded slightly: "Okay, I believe you, I will contact Li Qi right away."

……

In the morgue, all the staff were asleep, and Li Qi used a music box to make them fall asleep.

"The butterfly flies away, and my heart is not with me. Who will come to wipe my tears in the long and dreary night?
I am greedy for a little dependence, a little love, it is difficult to end the old relationship, and my heart is filled with sorrow..."

He sat alone beside Shen Jingye's body, holding a wind-up record player, playing "Wild Grass and Flowers Bloom in Spring" over and over again.

Li Banfeng tried the foolish cultivation technique, but it didn't work.

Psychics have sensed it and according to their inference, when the body was discovered, Shen Jingye's soul had already gone far away.

The needle slid to the end and the song ended.

Li Banfeng put down the record player and returned to his residence.

He took off his jacket and his white shirt.

He changed into a black shirt and a black tie.

He wore a black suit with a narrow waist and broad shoulders, a style unique to Provo.

He took a top hat from the closet and put it on his head.

Walking out of Suishenju, he glanced at Shen Jingye.

"Xiao Shen, come to my office later."

After saying this, he lowered the brim of his hat.

……

Chen Changrui went to the carrier department and asked for several dark energy carriers.

The head of the carrier section asked about its purpose, and Chen Changrui smiled and said, "Take it back and do some research. I'll make up the process tomorrow."

Back in the office, Chen Changrui smoked a cigarette.

The core organization of Baimofang has been found, but no one cares.

He had contacted Gao Yina before, but Gao Yina did not support his investigation.

He then contacted Li Qi, but Li Qi's phone was unreachable.

He sent a message to Li Qi and told her about the Haiyan Literary Society, but Li Qi did not reply.

Who else can I turn to now?

If you don't care, I'll take care of it myself.

There has to be an explanation for this matter no matter what.

Chen Changrui drove to Yueming Garden in Yuerong District.

Yueming Garden is a private garden, and how to enter the park gate is the first problem facing us.

Two kilometers away from the park gate, Chen Changrui parked the car on the side of the road and put on a black down jacket.

This down jacket is very heavy and is a dark energy carrier with hermit attributes.

The hermit has abilities similar to those of the home cultivator, and has a talent for not being noticed by others.

Relying on this down jacket, Chen Changrui avoided the park security and slowly walked towards the five-story villa in the central area of ​​the park.

In this villa live the president of the Haiyan Literary Society and a dozen key members. They hold a literary salon lasting several days here every month.

Today is a literary salon day, and the parking lot in the park is full of cars.

Many people came.

If the Haiyan Literary Society is really the same organization as the Baimofang, judging from the number of vehicles, all the main members of the Baimofang will be present.

Chen Changrui had fought with them in a series of evil incidents before and knew that they were quite powerful. Even though there was no clear professional division, the members of Baimofang had mastered a large number of techniques in different fields. When there were many people, the techniques coordinated with each other, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

This was just the situation of encountering ordinary members. Chen Changrui knew that Du Wenming must be a member of Baimofang. If he met him, based on the current levels of both sides, Chen Changrui would definitely die.

He had no extravagant hope for revenge, he just wanted to find some clues, some solid evidence. Shen Jingye's body was still in the morgue, and the matter had to have a conclusion.

Chen Changrui turned on the recorder on his chest. Even if he would never come back, he had to at least preserve the video. He had to at least prove that he had been there!
When he approached the villa, Chen Changrui first observed the position of the bodyguards.

According to his experience, people of this level would be surrounded by many bodyguards, but after observing for a long time, Chen Changrui not only did not find any bodyguards on guard or patrolling, he did not even find any greeting staff at the door.

Chen Changrui was a high-level peeping expert, and he was not mistaken, there was indeed no one around the villa.

Today is a literary salon and many people have come, so why is the villa so deserted?
Could it be that the information we obtained previously was wrong, and this month's literary salon will not be held here?
Even if the news was wrong, Chen Changrui didn't want to be disappointed.

Let's go to the villa and maybe we can find some clues.

More than a hundred meters away from the villa gate, a pungent fishy smell hit me in the face.

This is the smell of blood. At this distance, the sense of smell of a high-level peeping cultivator cannot be wrong.

He walked quickly into the villa's gate. The red carpet in the corridor was very sticky.

Chen Changrui looked down and thought the color of the carpet was strange. Near the base of the wall, the original color of the carpet seemed to be dark yellow.

Is the carpet stained red?

That’s right, it’s dyed red, that’s the smell.

Walking along the corridor into the hall, the crystal chandelier was still on. The dark yellow crystal chandelier swayed gently to the graceful "Sleeping Beauty Waltz", contrasting with the bloodstains on the walls, the floor, and the table.

There were more than a dozen people on the sofa, with their heads down, leaning against the backrests, half lying and half sitting.

There were dozens of people lying in the middle of the hall, some lying prone, some lying on their backs, in various postures.

There was a man hanging on the wall with a feather duster piercing his chest. He was clinging to the wall, still struggling hard.

Gu Hao.

The head of the communications section of the Dark Star Bureau.

Blood flowed down the wall, and some unclear sounds could be heard from Gu Hao's throat.

Chen Changrui came to Gu Hao and asked in a low voice, "Who killed these people?"

"Li Qi, he came in, danced first, then, killed them all..."

Li Qi saw the message sent by Chen Changrui.

Chen Changrui continued to ask: "What exactly is the task that Director Shen assigned to you? Why didn't you tell Director Li?"

Gu Hao replied vaguely: "I just told him..."

"What exactly is the mission?"

"Coordinates, the coordinates of the magnetic storm weapon. Director Shen asked me to tell Li Qi. I just told him..."

Chen Changrui wanted to bring Gu Hao back as a witness, but after looking at the location of the feather duster, it seemed that he would not live to see that day.

(End of this chapter)