The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 162 Sacrificing Pieces
She was right. Witnessing those horrific scenes, the broken limbs and the blood that hadn't yet congealed seemed to be flashing before my eyes.

The thought of this made his stomach churn, and his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

He definitely needs psychological intervention to calm this intense physical discomfort.

He remained at the scene of the accident at Suning Long Station. Looking around, the area was quite vast, making the cleanup and investigation work extremely arduous.

The "mysterious death of a single sniper by jumping off a building" is highly suspicious, and those in the residential building who were injured by Su Ninglong's mental power, and who, although not killed, were in a state of confusion or unconsciousness, are also key targets for investigation.

Shen Zhaoming silently analyzed the events: from the initial truck chase, to the ambush by four professional assassins, to the activation of the "aircraft breaker" causing widespread chaos, and finally the fatal sniper attack near the Starship Building...

This intricately linked and increasingly dangerous scheme has a very clear objective: to kill Su Ninglong.

Why are you so certain that your target is Suninglong?

The reason is crystal clear: Yun Fei is almost impossible to kill by conventional means.

His bizarre superpower meant that firearms and even most physical attacks were ineffective against him.

The enemy couldn't possibly be unaware of this, therefore Yun Fei was by no means the primary target.

Looking at Lei Qingya, the fact that she could easily slip away right under everyone's noses proves that the other party did not pay much attention to her, and their core strength must have been focused on other people.

As for himself, Shen Zhaoming smiled bitterly to himself.

Aside from Shen Liwen, who in his family wishes he would disappear, who would bother to mobilize such a vast amount of resources to hunt down such a "small fry" as him?

He was just an insignificant researcher in the executive department every day, and he hadn't even been promoted. In many people's eyes, he was probably less valuable than an important document.

Deploying so many elite forces and setting up such a meticulously planned series of killings must have come at a huge cost.

What the person behind the scenes wants is to kill a target they consider "worth" or even "worth more".

"Why do they insist on killing me? What benefits would they gain from killing me?" Su Ninglong's words seemed to be a soliloquy, yet also a reflection of her inner confusion.

She had originally planned to stay behind the scenes and let Master Su take the lead and bear all the turmoil caused by the weapon forging.

But it seems that the other party's criticism is now more accurately directed at her personally.

Why is this happening? They're a bunch of incomprehensible lunatics.

"Perhaps it's to steal what's in that box?" Shen Zhaoming pondered for a moment and suggested a possibility.

"Just because of what's in the box, you have to get rid of me?" Su Ninglong shook her head repeatedly; this logic simply didn't hold water to her.

"I don't believe that such a large organization can't even find a 'master thief'?" Her tone was tinged with sarcasm. "If they can't steal from a bank vault, surely they can steal something from a child's hand. If they really wanted to steal that box, would they need to make such a big fuss? If they couldn't steal it the first time, couldn't they plan a second or third time? Why go to such lengths, setting up traps along the way?"

Shen Zhaoming turned his head away, no longer paying attention to the corpse covered by the white sheet.

Then he offered another theory: "Perhaps their real goal is to get rid of you. As for the contents of the box, they're just a side objective. Taking it back would not only cover up their true intentions but also be an unexpected bonus."

At this point, his voice lowered a few decibels, "Killing the younger ones to lure out the older ones is a common tactic, isn't it? I suspect their real target is your master."

Su Ninglong: "..." She was speechless for a moment.

Holy crap... This is insane, this is just too insane. His malicious intent sent chills down her spine.

As an insider, Su Ninglong never expected the "from childhood to old age" tactic, after all, "Master Su" is herself!
Seeing the mixture of shock, confusion, and disbelief on Su Ninglong's face, Shen Zhaoming further explained, "Think about it, Master Su's actions have always been mysterious and unpredictable, only appearing by possessing a robot. We want to capture her, but we don't even know her true identity or where she is. So, what's the fastest way to force her to show herself?"

He looked directly into Su Ninglong's eyes and said, word by word, "Of course, kill her most beloved disciple. You are the best bait to lure her out."

Su Ninglong rubbed her arms. "I suspect you're telling me a ghost story to scare me."

Shen Zhaoming said, "To be honest, I would rather I was just telling a scary ghost story. The reality is, the other side used such a huge amount of power to set up such a deadly trap. Do you think it was just to kill a 'child' like you?" His final question carried a cold, cruel rationality.

Shen Zhaoming's speculation was like a pebble thrown into calm water, stirring up ripples in Su Ninglong's mind: "Part of your speculation should be correct. Not only am I the bait, but the monster is also the bait."

Her eyes sharpened. "He's the one who abducted me at Xinghang Building last time. This time, I guess it was a deliberate leak of information."

Was it deliberately shown off?

Shen Zhaoming asked curiously, "How could you recognize him after he's turned into such a grotesque creature?"

“Unless he’s burned to ashes, I’ll recognize him no matter what he looks like.” Su Ninglong frowned, a look of confusion on her face.

There was another strange thing when using the soul search: no memory of this mission could be found in that person's soul.

Assassins typically identify their targets through instructions and photographs, but he has no memory of receiving the mission.

Only one strong obsession remained: he only wanted to kill himself.

Shen Zhaoming subconsciously pushed up his glasses and said worriedly, "It seems... you really should try to go out less in the future."

Su Ninglong retorted softly, "I've been trying to stay home as much as possible, okay? Have you ever seen any other kid like me, spending all their precious holidays at school, either buried in studying or researching sacred artifacts?"

She counted on her fingers, her little face full of aggrieved expression, as if to say, "I've been very good."

"I do all serious work; I don't have a single moment to 'neglect my duties'!"

Shen Zhaoming's inner thoughts: What other "improper" things do you want to do?
As they spoke in hushed tones, they meticulously recounted the entire harrowing incident from beginning to end. With each exchange, the previously shrouded clues gradually came together, and their thoughts became much clearer.

The outline of this organization, which hides in the shadows and whose "good deeds" have been repeatedly discovered by Su Ninglong, is beginning to emerge.

They not only colluded with human traffickers and had abundant financial resources, but also possessed a vast and sophisticated intelligence network, and even dared to conduct inhumane human experiments in secret.

What is even more worrying is that they may have also planted spies within official organizations and possess secret communication channels.

Therefore, when facing formal questioning from the Star Police later, she and Shen Zhaoming must not reveal everything.

She had to subtly conceal some crucial information, especially the core findings she obtained through her soul search. Which part should she conceal?
Su Ninglong's mind raced.

Among those chaotic and shattered fragments of the soul, she did indeed catch some blurry human figures.

Unfortunately, she didn't know any of these people.

What's even more troublesome is that the images pieced together after the soul is shattered are inherently distorted and chaotic. Some of these people may not be members of the organization, but may simply be ordinary people that the parasite had contact with before its death.

“When we’re being questioned later,” Su Ninglong lowered her voice and quickly rehearsed her statement with Shen Zhaoming, “we just need to truthfully recount the entire incident, from being chased by the truck, to encountering the assassin, the activation of the flying device, and then the sniping and counterattack. As for that parasite…”

She emphasized, "There's no need to mention whether I 'know' him or not."

Shen Zhaoming nodded knowingly.

Su Ninglong believed that with his quick wit, as long as he clearly identified which areas were off-limits, he could naturally weave a logically consistent and flawless explanation to perfectly cover up the sensitive parts.

Just then, several Star Police officers painstakingly pulled the "broken aircraft" that had caused the tragedy from the wreckage of the truck.

When Su Ninglong saw the enormous and heavy metal device, she was completely stunned. The size of this thing far exceeded her imagination.

Shen Zhaoming habitually removed his glasses, his sharp gaze sweeping over the broken aircraft's hull. Data flashed before him: "Large-scale standard equipment usually has a unique serial number, which is registered..."

He focused intently on checking the data, and after a moment, his brows furrowed deeply. "Wait... there's no serial number on this machine. Was it deliberately erased? Or... is it just an illegally manufactured 'black market' product?"

That's strange.

The clues were about to run out at the "no serial number" part. Su Ninglong's mind raced, and she immediately sent an instruction to Xingyuan via encrypted communication: Help me quickly check all the registered purchase records of broken flying devices on the Gemini main star over the years, and the buyer information.

She clearly remembers that the hovercraft was a special device developed after hovercars became widespread to deal with major accidents such as out-of-control vehicles rushing out of the atmosphere.

Its main uses are, firstly, to test the extreme safety performance of hovercraft, and secondly, to conduct emergency rescue and interception in extreme situations. Therefore, there is a right and a need to purchase this type of control equipment.

There are generally only three types: official safety agencies, large hovercraft manufacturers, and a few licensed third-party organizations that are specifically responsible for testing vehicle safety performance.

Things that are difficult to move even after being disassembled are almost impossible to find as black market goods.

As soon as Su Ninglong got into the police car driven by Xue Wanshan and drove away from the scene, a detailed electronic list was transmitted to her personal terminal.

The list is lengthy, listing more than 400 companies or organizations.

Suninglong quickly swiped the screen, filtering by purchase time, and finally focused on the last record.

According to MI Company's records, the company only "ordered" one broken aircraft, and its status is "undelivered," which explains why it doesn't have a serial number yet.

Wait a minute, why would a company that mainly deals in holographic live-streaming equipment for fruit picking, which has absolutely nothing to do with transportation equipment, order a broken aircraft?
Xingyuan's information is as detailed and reliable as ever.

In the margin of the list, a small, inconspicuous line of text answered her question: [Note: MI Company has recent business expansion plans and intends to enter the traffic safety equipment field.]

This seems to make no sense; the order was placed two months ago, and the delivery date hasn't arrived yet, but it's already been loaded and put on the road...

She immediately searched the list for MI's affiliates or potential partners, especially those related to logistics and transportation.

When the name "Ma Gai Transportation Company" came into view, a conclusion formed in her mind.

“Ma Gai Transportation Company…” Su Ninglong murmured the name, tapping it on the screen with her finger. Combining the clues about the parasite and the modus operandi of the organization behind it, she could almost conclude that the other party had planned to sacrifice “Ma Gai Transportation Company” as a pawn from the very beginning.

Magai Transportation Company shouldn't have been exposed to the Star Alliance spotlight so quickly.

If Su Ninglong hadn't suddenly decided to have a late-night snack and accidentally stumbled upon that transaction, the powerful organization behind it might have allowed it to continue lurking in the shadows.

It was this sudden impulse of hers that forced the other side to make a tough decision and decisively abandon this piece.

Suninglong retrieved the original shareholder information of Magai Company that it had previously obtained.

The densely packed list of shareholders comes from all walks of life and has a diverse range of backgrounds.

She initially found the information redundant, and after only a quick glance, she closed the data interface with little interest.

A gut feeling compelled her to reopen the data. This time, her sharp gaze swept over the unfamiliar names and planets, and a detail suddenly caught her eye: among the many scattered shareholders, only three were clearly identified as being from the planet Youmu.

This combination seems somewhat out of place in an intergalactic transportation company.

With a light tap of her finger, she selected the name of one of the shareholders of Youmu Star and directly entered it into the public database of the Interstellar Network for retrieval.

The big data engine responded instantly, pushing out the person's public profile: a middle-aged man, slightly overweight, with a kind smile in the photo. Most striking was his ethnicity: mixed Lancel descent.

Su Ninglong raised her eyebrows slightly.

She knew something about the Lancel, a rare ethnic group whose backs were naturally marked with distinctive blue patches of skin, resembling the spots on a giraffe, making them highly recognizable.

The Lancel people are few in number, mostly living far from the hustle and bustle of the world in nature reserves. They are natural botanists with an almost instinctive fascination with flowers and plants.

The Lancel people are few in number and prefer to live in nature reserves. Most of them are botanists who have a natural love for studying flowers and plants.

The records show that this mixed-race man was a doctor by profession, and even a well-known medical professor in an alien galaxy.

A plant-loving Lancel-like mixed-race individual, working as a medicine professor on the planet Youmu, manages to invest in a space shipping company.
This combination has an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

Besides the three shareholders of Youmuxing, another name caught Suninglong's attention.

Rod Lorran, the patent holder of the Qiankun Shrine.

To confirm the latest shareholding structure, Su Ninglong did not hesitate to call Assistant Yu. "Assistant Yu, please retrieve the latest legally valid list of shareholders of Magai Transportation Company."

(End of this chapter)