The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 765 You've blown up such a huge bomb, and you're only responsible for killing people but not for burying them?!
The satellite images kept changing. Gu Yulin could still sit still; after all, he was just a low-level civil servant, and even if the sky fell, it wouldn't fall on his head—there were always taller people to hold it up.
The Shanghai bureau chief's face had turned incredibly grim. After all, watching the satellite images, one red dot after another was exploding...

As a high-ranking leader, his mind was in a constant state of flux. What had happened on the other side? How had it happened? Who had done it?

Is it Shen Le?

The message was specifically sent to their Special Affairs Bureau, specifically mentioning the Shanghai Special Affairs Bureau, so it probably... really is Shen Le, right?
The government officials on the other side, or the moles planted by the government, are organized and disciplined; they wouldn't take large-scale action without reason... It could only be Shen Le... How did he manage that?
What is he doing?
Did he simply storm into each stronghold one by one, then use all the weapons at his disposal to sweep through the enemy lines? What risks did he take in the process? Was he injured?

The explosion point is moving so fast...

Have our people over there received the news? Do we need their cooperation? Do we need them to stay hidden? Do we need them to... evacuate immediately?

What is the Special Affairs Bureau's role in this process?
His mind was in turmoil; dozens of processes were running simultaneously, yet he couldn't solve a single one. Suddenly, the video was moved, the screen switched halfway, and someone on the other end asked him:

"Do you see clearly?"

"Look carefully!" The bureau chief was startled and stood up on the spot, almost raising his hand to salute the screen.

Gu Yulin also stood up to show his respect, but his expression seemed somewhat absent-minded, clearly not quite keeping up. Then he heard the person opposite ask:
Do you think Shen Le could have done this?

The two exchanged a blank glance, then looked back at the screen, shaking their heads in unison. Gu Yulin's eyes were glazed over, and he instinctively answered:

“When Shen Le contacted me yesterday, he did mention that he had been sniped—killed by a 12.7 caliber sniper rifle. He was very angry and couldn’t let his mind be at peace without seeking revenge.”

Seeing the twitching at the corner of his mouth, clearly uncomfortable with this overly internet-savvy expression, he offered no explanation and simply continued:
"Then he disappeared, only telling me that he tried to stay hidden underground so that the other party couldn't catch him."

Based on past assessments of his abilities, he does indeed possess the ability to burrow underground, which aligns with his statement. Then, he stopped contacting me; our calls went unanswered…”

The other party nodded gravely. Shen Le's phone number wasn't a secret within the system; they had tried calling it and even attempting to locate him directly.

It was useless; there was absolutely no signal. Even the phone number from the other side of the strait they provided, along with their brand-new phone, couldn't get through and had no signal...

"How is he now? Is he safe?"

"We're not sure! We suggest contacting Yun Kun, or other artifact spirits! Based on past records, they would sense if Shen Le was in danger!"

It seems that this is the only way... However, the problem is that communicating with Yun Kun and the other artifact spirits carried by Yun Kun requires crossing departments, and even large departments.

Even if other departments are willing to help, Yun Kun is a boat, but it sometimes turns itself into a submarine and plunges down with a splash.

The navy probably knows where it is right now, but it may not know either, after all, the communication of submarines is a complex matter...

"Then I'll have to leave it to you..." The person on the other end sighed.
"I remember there's also a spirit that's been stationed at the old house for years and never leaves? Could you please ask it to sense Shen Le's situation?"

Yes, there is. The doll cabinet has been diligently guarding the old house for thousands of years without ever leaving.

The scope of scanning for abnormal situations, accidents, and crimes has been expanded from Zhuxi Town to surrounding villages and even into the urban area of ​​Shanghai.

The problem now is that Shen Le isn't here, so no one can get into his mansion... Does he really think that Big Camphor Tree Ah Lu is easy to talk to?

Greenie is only gentle and charming in front of Shen Le. Away from Shen Le's sight, it eats people! It really does!
Several intruders were snatched from its roots by Gu Yulin, who risked his life for them!

"Okay, we'll try our best..."

"Don't just try! Make sure it's done!"

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

As a result of the promise to complete the task, Gu Yulin went to ask the proprietress of Tianxianglou for help. The proprietress sent out a wisp of floral fragrance and greeted A-Lu across the wall.

It's unclear how the two plant spirits communicated, or how Green managed to communicate with the toy cabinet, but the feedback came back quickly:
Shen Le is unharmed.

They're definitely still alive, and probably doing quite well; they weren't injured—A-Lu recorded a video of a doll dancing to prove that they weren't injured.

Where are you now? I don't know. When are you coming back? I don't know. Is there anything I can help you with? I don't know either...

"You know nothing, what use are you..." The person on the other end of the video swayed a few times, and judging from their lip movements, they probably swallowed back the words "What use are you?"
How do you expect us to cooperate?

"From now on, we will be on guard 24/7!" The bureau chief snapped to attention and saluted.

"Make sure no message is missed, and relay any cooperation or assistance Shen Le needs immediately!"

It seemed that this was the only way. The person on the other end waved helplessly and hung up the video call. In the temporary command center, there was a moment of deathly silence, followed by a chaotic flurry of activity:

"How is the situation now?"

"Do you have any definite news?"

"The satellite can see clearly what exactly happened over there, what facilities were destroyed? The cloud cover is quite thick lately, should we send a specialized satellite over?"

"A radar over there exploded?! -- Several were destroyed. Can you see them clearly? Should we turn on a few more radars to take a look?"

"Should we send an air marshal to fly a circle over there?"

"This... isn't a good idea. Our airborne early warning and control aircraft just flew around them, skimming their east coast, and almost landed..."

"Every time an air marshal goes out, countless units are watching. They're already on high alert. Sending it out now could easily lead to an accidental clash!"

The atmosphere in the command center was a mix of excitement and tension. Although it wasn't time for the "beep" yet, and everyone was required to obey orders, but...

It's so cool!

It's like rushing in and making a great contribution, then coming back with your name on the list of merits and your own page in the family genealogy—that's so satisfying!
It feels like Shen Le is everyone's mouth double, no, hand double... By the way, how is Shen Le doing now?

There was no phone, no signal, and no way to locate anyone. Everyone held their breath, rapidly discussing contingency plans while their eyes were glued to the screen.
Ten minutes... no.

Twenty minutes... not even.

Twenty-five minutes, twenty-six, twenty-seven... Got it!
Another burst of fire erupted!
"What facilities are located at these locations? Has that been confirmed?"

"Currently confirming... Some information is outside our scope of intelligence; we are waiting for other departments to retrieve the data..."

However, some have already been confirmed. Tsk, these are all things we've marked in red; they're the things we need to remove immediately when it's time to take action!
It's all outdated stuff, bought from the US at the expense of the people on the other side—outdated, but capable of causing trouble! "And, most likely, the control over these things is still in the hands of the US..."

"So this time, they buried them all together?"

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"That's true... but how did Shen Le find these places? Who gave him the information?"

“No one can give it to him! We haven’t been in direct contact with him. Yun Kun is at sea; it doesn’t need this kind of land-based intelligence! It’s you guys who…”

"Our Special Affairs Bureau doesn't have this intelligence!"

"How did he know? Investigate! Investigate whether the information was leaked!"

On the map, red dots zigzag back and forth, jumping between the four mountain ranges, but overall, they still extend steadily and unwaveringly from the southern end of the island to the northern end.

The leader in the command center gave a few instructions in a low voice, and soon another string of markers lit up on the map.

Part of it overlaps with the red dots, while another part glows faintly, as if waiting for some force to sweep them away:

"Ah, I wish we could wipe out all these places this time."

Someone couldn't help but sigh. He was immediately met with several stern gazes:

"What are you talking about!"

"This is our mission! How can we rely on others for everything!"

"Comrade Shen Le is a member of the masses—a member of the masses! He's willing to help, we should be grateful, and we can't let our responsibilities fall on his shoulders!"

"If he does everything, what are we supposed to do?!"

Okay, fine... The young soldier is eager to make a name for himself...

A group of people stared at the screen with a mixture of tension and anticipation. It flashed, flashed, and flashed again, every half hour to an hour.

With each flash of light, a suppressed cheer erupted from the command center:

They've got it!
Kill another one!
Most importantly—Shen Le is still alive, and he still has the ability to take action!
Only the officer in charge from the Special Affairs Bureau gradually changed his expression. He put his hands behind his back, left hand outstretched, right hand hidden behind his left, and repeatedly flexed and straightened his fingers one by one.
"Ten... fifteen... sixteen, seventeen, eighteen... Is Shen Le's Qi really that long? He's attacked so many times, does he still have energy left?"

He paced anxiously back and forth in the room a few times, then suddenly stopped and rushed to the leader:
"No, I need to request backup for him! Request the redeployment of personnel from the other side to meet him where he might come out and send him back—"

Such talent is invaluable; we absolutely cannot afford to lose it!

"I know without you saying it." The leader had obviously thought of this as well, and with a calm and authoritative face, he gave a few orders in a low voice.

Immediately, someone saluted, turned, and ran out to relay the order. He paused, turned back, and asked:

"What do you think? Should we call Yun Kun back to meet us on the shore?"

"Of course we should—if something happens to Shen Le, Yun Kun will hate us to death if he finds out we didn't notify him!"

"But Yun Kun can't climb mountains..."

"It's alright, the Central Mountain Range leads all the way to the sea. If Shen Le has even a little bit of strength and can reach the shore, Yun Kun can carry him to safety!"

"How do we notify him where to meet?"

"Uh……"

It was the same old problem: the phone wouldn't go through, no matter what they did. Looking at each other in frustration, they could only sigh.

"Let's arrange a sequence, everyone take turns calling him, and make sure we don't all crowd together, otherwise we'll overwhelm the call center!"

Shen Le was unaware that a group of people were watching his every move through the eyes of the heavens, sharing his excitement and his worry. He simply continued his slow, deliberate journey along the mountain range, inching his way forward kilometer by kilometer.
If there are nails driven into the mountains, destroy them if you can.

The intricate and complex underground facilities were recorded using both the compass and the scroll, to be taken back with us.
Oh, and those who have forgotten their roots and are stuck in the same place with outsiders—capture them if you can, and bring back any magical artifacts you can...

They worked tirelessly from the southern tip of the island to the northern tip. The "nails" were particularly dense at the northern tip, some embedded in the mountains and others extending into the city.

Shen Le thought for a moment, but ultimately decided not to go into the city. Instead, he found a vacant spot on the mountain range with an artificial hill overhead, crouched down, and pulled out his phone.

"Hello? -- I'm coming back. Is there anything you want me to bring back?"

"My little darling, come back here!!!" Gu Yulin's voice was hoarse from shouting, and his hand holding the phone was trembling:
"Go back first! Go back first! Do you want Yun Kun to come pick you up?"

"No need! I'll head back then! You guys get ready!"

Beep—beep—beep—beep, the call ended with a ringing tone. Gu Yulin glanced at the bureau chief beside him, who had just jumped up and whose eyes were bloodshot. Before he could figure out what to prepare, the call connected again:
I'm back. Where are you?

Oh... how come you're back so suddenly? Did you teleport?
Gu Yulin was in a flurry of activity, having to forward messages, consult his superiors, and communicate with Shen Le. He wished he could instantly grow three heads and eight hands.

Before he could catch his breath, he heard Shen Le say again:

"Never mind, where you are isn't important. Is there a reliable place to hold people nearby? I brought back a group of prisoners, all of whom have superpowers, and some of them are injured and need medical treatment!"

Gu Yulin had just taken a breath when he choked again, coughing violently. Beside him, the director of the Special Affairs Bureau snatched the phone and quickly replied:

"Yes, there's a place at the bureau. Where are you now? Are you home yet?... Okay, wait a moment, I'll come pick you up and take you directly to your destination. You're relieving yourself in the city, not in the middle of nowhere, right?"

Shen Le was naturally happy to take advantage of the convenience. The car sped along, and the bureau chief kept making phone calls, not having a moment of peace for the entire half-hour drive.

Upon arriving at a large courtyard with a sign that read "XX Trading Company" on the outside, Shen Le opened the old house, and immediately staff members rushed inside.

Shen Le casually handed over a compass and a scroll, asking them to record the latest intelligence, and then let out a big yawn:

"It's all done. I'm going to get a good night's sleep and then get back to restoring the artifacts. The rest is up to you guys; I'm done with this!"

Hey!
After all this commotion, you should at least give a statement!
So they just kill the animals and don't bother to bury them?!
(End of this chapter)