It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 529 [178] The Secret of the Cannery

This is a secret place located 10 meters underground in the cannery and can only be reached through a sewage pipe.

Three gleaming metal boxes were placed on the ground in an equilateral triangle at a distance from each other, creating a subspace realm unknown to the outside world.

The air was filled with a pungent stench, and every step was accompanied by the gurgling sound of sewage underfoot. Every Thursday at 2 a.m., 30 workers from the cannery would gather here on time.

To be exact, 31 people.

"Guarbada", the director of the No. 2 Workshop, who was first reported missing and then reported dead, was now standing on a filthy altar made of rusty metal and worn-out wood, dancing and muttering in front of a giant wolf statue.

Guarbada was wearing a very cumbersome shaman ritual robe covered with crow feathers, a "god's hat" made of a mutant wolfhound skull on his head, and a very ugly "money rat tail" braid behind his head. He held a copper bell in his left hand and a curved dagger in his right hand.

"We are the descendants of the Wolf God! We are cannibals! The Han people are only fit to be our servants, and their ancestors were our slaves!"

"We eat meat, and the Han people are rice dolls without meat! The armpits of the Han people are so weak that they have no smell!"

"The Han people call the monkey a hero, Sun Wukong! They also fantasize about using kung fu to fly to the moon!"

This was the routine insulting rap time at every gathering. After a funny performance of jumping up and down, Guarbada sat down on the chair decorated with bones in the center of the altar and gasped for a long time. It was obvious that he was very weak.

The workers who were standing loosely opposite the altar changed their serious working attitude during the day and became extremely enthusiastic, waving and cheering for the performance of Guarbada, the spiritual leader.

Factory director Borji poured a glass of yogurt drink for Guarbada, who drank it and handed it to Borji casually, as if he was treating a servant.

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!"

Guarbada announced to the crowd with a beaming face: "The Nian Council has agreed to me. As long as we work hard, we will be given this land and allowed to be independent in District 12!"

There was another round of applause, and someone jumped high to celebrate, but accidentally slipped and fell in the mud.

Guarbada sat on his seat with his hands spread out, his eyes rolled back, showing some kind of "psychic" gesture.

"Sand Shadow Wolf God of the Endless Desert! We worship you! We are the descendants of the Wolf God, your offspring! Mother!"

As Guarbada spoke, he shed two lines of tears, and Borji hurried over to help him wipe his nose.

"My mother, the most respected shaman in the village, left Ringstone City many years ago to seek enlightenment from the Wolf God. She has now merged with the Wolf God and comes back to see me every night through dreams!"

"She told me that the Night Dragon Society founded by the Han people will only oppress us, and that only by following the footsteps of the Nian Society can we gain freedom!"

The surface of the altar was covered with a thick layer of dirt, with some dried blood stains on it, and it emitted a disgusting smell.

Most of the workers were shouting incomprehensible things like "Descendants of the Wolf God!" and "We have the Heaven-reaching Marks!" But some were whispering among themselves:
"If the Ni'an Society is really that powerful, how could they lose District 12?"

"I heard that Big Minos from the Cowboys received a mission from the higher-ups to sabotage the Night Dragon Club's Christmas marketing. But he was previously involved with the Seven Colors Group and had a bad reputation. He always suspected that he would be purged, so he was passive and lazy and only hired a few bounty hunters to fill the gap..."

"Anyway, we must not go to the Christmas party. It would be unfortunate if a few bombs really went off!"

Guarbada used his curved dagger to strike the copper bell to silence the audience, and then he continued:

"Just like the greatness of the Sand Shadow Wolf God and the wisdom of my mother, we gathered intelligence everywhere and finally created conditions for the joint attack of the Cowboy Group and the Seven Colors Group. Unfortunately, we were unable to kill Jiang Chouyun in the attack!"

Someone below shouted, "It's all the fault of the Night Dragon Society's Young Master! If he hadn't come, the hospital wouldn't be able to provide enough purified water, and many more people would have died!"

Guarbada snorted, "There are rumors that Qin Qi is sick, and the Night Dragon Society won't be able to survive for a few days. You must be careful and pretend to be honest when you approach members of the Night Dragon Society. Invite them to drink and listen to their bragging after drinking. You will definitely get useful information!"

Someone below laughed wickedly: "Luckily we have this cannery. Our income is higher than that of people from other cities, so it's no problem to treat everyone to drinks!"

Guarbada nodded in satisfaction. He straightened the wolf-head hat that almost fell off and rolled his eyes again: "My mother said..."

"When will your mother die?!"

Suddenly, a discordant sound was heard from below. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young and angry face.

"I've had enough of this kind of crappy gathering! Are you guys crazy? You have to believe Guarbada's nonsense? Wolf God Shaying is just a legend. What evidence is there that we are the descendants of the Wolf God?"

Guarbada looked very unhappy. After asking Borji next to him, he shouted to the crowd, "Shang Dan, how can a newcomer like you have the right to speak here? If you continue to talk nonsense, don't blame me for disregarding our fellow countrymen's friendship!"

Someone tried to cover Shang Dan's mouth, but Shang Dan struggled to break free, trying to wake up his ignorant fellow countrymen:

"You guys! Now neither East City nor West City can defeat the other. If the Night Dragon Society can't defend District 12, why do you think we can? Independence! 30 people want to occupy a district, isn't this just dreaming?"

Guarbada gnashed his teeth and threatened: "If you don't shut up, I will sacrifice you to the Great Wolf God."

Shang Dan shed tears because of his emotion: "You...you sold out the information last time, which allowed the Ni'an Society to attack District 12. My friend also died in the battle! Later I found out that it was you who did it! How can I face my friend's family in this way?" Guarbada grasped the curved dagger in his hand: "I asked you to collect intelligence, but who told you to make friends with the people of the Night Dragon Society?"

Shang Dan was held down by many people and taken to the altar. There was no fear in his eyes, but anger. "What descendants of the Wolf God? All you want is... to be dogs for the Nian Society in the future! Now someone treats you as a brother, but you refuse and insist on being a dog for others, right?"

Guarbada's dagger suddenly stabbed into Shang Dan's chest. Shang Dan continued to curse. Guarbada stabbed him a few more times and finally made Shang Dan fall on the altar.

The crowd fell into complete silence. Guarbada, with blood on his face, sat back in his seat. He took a long breath before announcing, "You already knew that this is the fate of a traitor! The Sand Shadow Wolf God will take away his lowly soul and make him serve hard labor forever!"

Someone in the crowd took the lead and raised his fist and shouted: "Traitors must die! They must serve hard labor forever!" The rest of the people followed suit.

Guarbada handed the bloody dagger to Borji to clean, and whispered, "Throw the body into the blender and make it into a can. Don't leave any traces!"

Borji nodded and left. Guarbada looked at the dancing crowd below the altar, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.

The blood on the altar gradually dried up, and the giant wolf statue silently watched the people in the smoke and dust, as if scanning every sinful soul.

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Due to his busy work schedule, Vale was not able to find time until 10 days later when he was invited to work as a police dog in the outer city.

"What? Omelette wants to borrow my nose... nose? Mu Yue, do you think I should go?"

After reporting to Mu Yue at the Sheriff's Office, Vale returned to her usual joking bestie mode.

Mu Yue was sitting behind the computer at her desk. She knew that Vale paused there to tell a dirty joke, but she pretended not to understand, making Vale waste his effort.

"Nian will hire bounty hunters to make bombs and may launch a terrorist attack on East City during Christmas. People from the inner city will also be affected if they go to East City for fun. This is an official mission assigned to you by the Police Department. Go and help Jiandan."

The husky ears on Vale's head moved back and forth: "Then how long should I be gone for?"

Mu Yue crossed her fingers and held her chin to think for a while: "There is no time limit. You can stay for a full month until the Christmas event is completely over. I will maintain the security of the inner city with Grandma Qianxing."

"You're gone for so long?" Vale whimpered in dissatisfaction, "Muyue, will you come to see me every few days?"

The sheriff with long black hair frowned slightly: "How can I have that much free time? You should work hard in East City. I just said that this is an official mission. If you mess up, be careful about your salary assessment this month."

Vale scratched his face and said, "Are you at ease with me staying with Fried Egg for such a long time?"

Mu Yue said coldly: "You have been with him many times before. If you dare to mess around, I will transfer you to another police force and let you serve as a police dog for others."

"Tsk! Am I afraid? My salary may not even be as high as a police dog's! If there is a police dog position, it won't be my turn... and I will only be a police dog for you and Fried Egg."

At this point, Vale put her hands around her neck and stuck out her tongue repeatedly, as if imitating a police dog collar, or a "beauty dog" or something.

Mu Yue tapped on the keyboard, the fluorescent light from the computer screen reflected in her eyes.

"Although the Night Dragon Society used phlogiston gunpowder detectors and dispatched some Furui members, they can't say that they have found all the potential bomb hazards. Your keen sense of smell is the last layer of insurance, so don't mess it up."

Vale became a little serious, but soon raised a practical question: "I may have to stay with the fried egg for more than a month. What should I do during the high period? If I take suppressant drugs, my sensitive sense of smell will be gone."

Mu Yue was stunned. She had neglected to consider the physiological characteristics of the Furui people.

"You...you go ahead. I will discuss with the Chief of Police and borrow a police dog from another jurisdiction to replace you when it is inconvenient for you."

The non-mutated animals in Huanshi City are very expensive, and the police dogs that need to be selected and trained are even more expensive. Most of the users are the stubborn elders of the Han family, who may not be willing to lend them.

After Vale arrived at the Night Dragon Society headquarters, Qin Jiandan held a small welcome ceremony for her at the long table in the new intelligence room, as a welcome treat for the special police dog.

Having not seen each other for 10 days, Valei and Qin Jiandan drank two beers and had some snacks and enjoyed themselves very much.

Wangyou, who was in charge of cooking with her sisters, looked like a dead mother because the young master hadn't touched her for 10 days. The loyalty slot was not recharged in time, so it was inevitable that she was anxious and impatient.

Vale knew what Wangyou was thinking. If she and Wangyou swapped identities, she would probably be able to rape the young master five times in one night. The current predicament was all due to her stubbornness.

"Jian Dan, do you know that Mu Yue's father, your father-in-law, is coming with me this time?"

After dinner, Vallee picked her teeth with a recycled wood toothpick on the table, revealing her four canine teeth in an unladylike manner.

"Oh, he is here to accompany Rui Shuang, right? Actually, Rui Shuang doesn't particularly need his family to accompany him now. I also asked Nestor to go back a few days ago. Since your father-in-law came with you, why didn't I see him?"

Happy Chinese New Year, my friends!