Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 24 The Child of Secretary Number 2
The butler glanced with satisfaction at the children who were standing there dumbfounded, then walked gracefully to the left wall of the hall. He gently knocked on a row of dusty cabinets, and the front cabinet opened softly.

A hunchbacked man carrying a lantern slowly stood up from inside.

Before it came out, it was hard to imagine that such a small cabinet could hold such a big person.

But after it came out, it seemed quite reasonable, which made people even more curious about what was inside the other cabinets.

The butler nodded slightly to the hunchbacked man, then led the group of dazed children to the far end of the living room, to a small door about half a person's height on the left wall.

Gently push it open, and a staircase leading deep underground is revealed.

It was pitch black, and I had no idea how deep it was.

As the butler clapped his hands gently, all the children filed into the small door.

Han Su obediently followed them down. Although everything inside the castle would give him many ideas for escaping, he only dared to choose the one he was most confident in.

Taking risks is necessary, but as many risks as possible must be eliminated, because he is certain that if he dies here, then he will truly die, and all the rest of his life will be meaningless.

……

The dungeon was pitch black, with only a narrow wooden ladder leading to the small door they had come in through; there were no windows.

Confined here without even light, Han Su could only silently calculate the time by observing when the children around him started crying and when they started talking.

No one, including Han Su, knew how long they would be imprisoned here. They could only occasionally hear the cawing of crows outside, and the short, terrified cries of children from higher up in the bunker, transmitted through some unknown material.

All the children huddled together, enveloped in an invisible fear, but they dared not even cry out loud, for fear that their cries would attract something.

"The first day is a night of weeping, the second day is a night of deathly silence, the third day is a night of joy, and the fourth day is a night of reformation..."

Silently memorizing the points recorded in my mind.

In Han Su's experience, the best opportunity to escape would be the daytime after the night of pleasure on the third day, the night of reform on the fourth day, and before that day arrives.

Last time, I also tried to take the children who were willing to believe in me out at that time.

But this time, he doesn't plan to wait until then; he'll leave tonight.

Besides the fact that the key was on the pale giant, making it relatively easy to steal, there were two other reasons:
Firstly, the children will be restless all night, which will distract several monsters.

Secondly, Han Su knew that after sending himself and the children into the cellar, the steward, whose body was covered with withered vines, would leave.

The only guard was the hunchbacked man carrying the lantern. Although this hunchbacked man possessed strength that no child could match, he was bound by the rules.

He was just a servant, so he wouldn't dare to hurt children.

This is the opportunity!

……

In the darkness, all the children gathered in a corner, with only occasional suppressed sobs and cries; no one dared to make any unnecessary movements.

They didn't know how long they would be imprisoned, nor did they know what terrible thing might happen next.

Especially in this pitch-black cellar, the children were afraid of the dark, afraid that there might be monsters in the darkness. So they wanted to find adults, wanted to go out, wanted to cry, but were afraid of the monsters outside, so they dared not cry loudly, only sobbing.

Only Han Su remained calm, his gaze slowly sweeping over his surroundings.

Since we've decided to leave tonight, the sooner the better.

My body is only nine years old now, and it is already weak. The longer it drags on, the weaker my body will become, and the less likely it is to escape.

As he pondered this, he looked up at one corner of the cellar, a dark and rusty iron pipe about three or four meters high. At the end of the pipe were a jumble of sacks and a broken floorboard, but now a fresh wooden plank had been nailed to it.

"Sure enough, this hole has also been sealed up."

Once, he climbed up from there, escaped from the cellar, and then managed to get upstairs and find a way out. Now he can only think of other ways.

“You are all afraid, but I am not afraid.”

As Han Su was thinking this, one of the children huddled together was crying and waving his fist, saying to the other children, "My dad will definitely come to save me. As long as you listen to me, I will ask my dad to save you all."

"My dad is amazing."

“Dad is the number two secretary, but he has more power than the mayor. If he just nods, any disobedient gardener will be beaten to death and thrown into the garden to feed the dogs. So Dad will definitely come to save me.”

“When he comes, all these monsters will be locked up in prison. You who don’t listen to me will also be locked up in prison.”

"..." When children are timid, they also want to find a pillar of support, even if that pillar of support will bully them or scold them. So the words of this young master with parted hair made some hopeful echoes rise in this small cellar.

"I'll be good, I'll be good..."

"..."

Not far away, Han Su simply watched coldly. He rarely thought a child was bad, but this young master with parted hair was an exception.

At such a young age, he's already fucking stupid, wicked, and selfish.

When I escaped from this cellar that time, I had just climbed up the iron pipe when this guy jumped out and ordered me to pull him up first. Of course, I refused, so this guy suddenly started shouting.

Because of his shouts, he panicked and hurriedly pulled his leg back, but the nail cut him deeply, slowing him down. He was almost overtaken by the half-woman.

In addition, I've heard him say many times that he's the youngest child in Secretary Number 2's family.
Every time he was locked in the cellar, when he was scared, he would desperately boast about how powerful his father, the number two secretary in his family, was.

After listening in several times and testing him, Han Su already knew that if what he said was true, his secretary father had at least three to five lives on his hands.

Some had ruined the flowers with their cuts, some had broken plates, and some had angered their wives...

Even he boasted that when he wanted to touch a maid's nanny and the maid wouldn't let him, he pretended to have a stomachache, said the maid had given him leftover food, and then watched the maid get beaten to death.

That smug and boastful attitude sent chills down Han Su's spine, even though he was an adult.

However, there was something strange about the situation. After he escaped, the families of these children all came looking for him.

Some are expensive, some are rich, but it seems there isn't a so-called "Secretary Number 2" among them.

Theoretically speaking, this Secretary No. 2 is the most powerful person in Qinggang City besides the mayor. If his child were also kidnapped, who knows what the city's media would report on it, but I have never heard of it.

'Could it be that his identity is so special that he's been kept hidden?'

Han Su couldn't figure it out for a moment: 'But no matter what, this chance to escape has fallen to you...'

Amid the children's encouraging boasting and agreement, he tried to calm himself down, and a structural diagram of most areas of the bunker below the fifth floor appeared in his mind.

'Although the principle is to avoid any potential danger as much as possible, it seems that this time, to get out, the first step must be to take a risk...'

As he thought about it, he looked up and went up the stairs, looking straight at the small door at the end of the stairs, which was only half a person high. He thought of the strange man who would come out from outside with a lantern and scare the children in the cellar whenever they cried too much.

Once he made up his mind, Han Su immediately began to work on it.

He listened as the boy with the parted hair, who was praising his father to others as he became more and more powerful, even seeming a little smug and forgetting all his fear, suddenly nodded vigorously in agreement:

"Your father is Secretary Number 2? That incredibly powerful official, the kind of high-ranking officer even the police station wouldn't dare investigate after someone was killed?"

"..."

When the boy with the parted hair heard Han Su agree, he was stunned for a moment, then became smug, crossed his arms, glanced at Han Su from a distance, noticed the black jacket he was wearing, and said, "You know how powerful my dad is?"

"Then I order you to take off your clothes and give them to me, because I'm very cold."

As she spoke, she raised her chin and said smugly, "If you behave, I'll allow you to wipe my butt when I poop. In our family, everyone is eager to wipe my butt."

As he spoke, he even looked around.

He actually needed to poop, but he was scared and didn't know how to wipe himself, so he kept holding it in.

Han Su said, "That's good, we've found the person."

After saying that, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

The guy with the parted hair was stunned. He covered his face and looked at Han Su in disbelief, as if the slap had shattered his worldview. After all, even his father couldn't bear to hit him, so violence was like a dimensional reduction attack to him.

“My sister was killed by your father’s dogs because she broke a plate he liked, and my younger sister had her legs broken and was thrown out because she angered your mother when she was in a bad mood.”

"My cousin was framed and killed by you, and my younger cousin was buried in your garden for cutting a flower..."

"..."

Han Su yelled, baring his claws and teeth, and went up to slap him again and again, looking like a vengeful demon.

Although, in terms of my own spiritual age, it seems a bit like an adult bullying a child to lay a hand on this kid, what can I do when everyone in his family is so annoying?
I won't hit him too hard. Is it too much to exchange a life for a slap?

To be honest, I didn't lie to him. All the suffering people are my brothers and sisters!

(End of this chapter)