Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

The following morning, in Jiangcheng.

An encrypted phone call from an unknown number interrupted Chen Jianguo's seventeenth recap of the "Dead Tree Comes Back to Life" incident.

"Comrade Chen Jianguo, a black Hongqi L5 will be waiting downstairs in one hour. Please prepare to go to the capital to receive your new appointment."

beep.

The call was abruptly ended.

Chen Jianguo sat in the chair and remained silent for a full five minutes.

He knew that from the moment he submitted the report that defined Jiang Ming as "beyond the scope of conventional criminal psychology," some things had already slipped out of his control as a criminal investigator in the municipal bureau.

The meetings in the capital were brief, efficient, and highly confidential.

When the terms "unique and extraordinary anomaly" and "Ninth Bureau" were mentioned, even a seasoned criminal investigator like Chen Jianguo, who had seen it all, felt his heart skip a beat.

He was granted extremely high cross-departmental coordination authority, as well as a completely new identity.

Ninth Bureau, headed by Chen Jianguo.

The sole mission of this organization is to handle all matters related to Target A-001, namely Jiang Ming.

That afternoon, Chen Jianguo did not notify anyone, and did not even bring his most capable subordinate, Xiao Wang.

He changed out of his police uniform, put on ordinary civilian clothes, and went alone directly to the upscale villa area on the outskirts of the city where Jiang Ming lived.

……

Ding dong.

The smart access control screen inside the villa lights up, clearly displaying the visitor's face.

Jiang Ming was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with an apple in his hand.

On the screen was Chen Jianguo's face, a face etched with fortitude and the marks of time.

He was wearing a gray jacket and stood alone in the doorway, his gaze calmly fixed on the camera, neither aggressive nor subservient.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Jiang Ming's lips.

coming.

It was even faster than he had expected.

He casually pressed the open button.

"Please come in."

The door slid open silently.

When Chen Jianguo entered the luxuriously decorated villa, he didn't immediately look at the expensive decorations. Instead, he focused all his attention on the young man in the center of the living room.

However, at just one glance, Chen Jianguo's heart sank.

Not right.

Compared to the calm but still somewhat naive young man in the interrogation room, Jiang Ming in front of me had undergone a complete transformation in demeanor.

He was just sitting there casually, yet he exuded an indescribable sense of oppression.

That's not something created through aura or expression, but a difference in existence.

Its sharpness is concealed, yet it can send a chill down the spine of anyone who gets close.

Chen Jianguo has been in the profession for thirty years and has interrogated at least eighty or a hundred vicious criminals, but he has never felt this way before.

"Officer Chen, a rare guest."

Jiang Ming's voice broke the silence as he pointed to the sofa opposite him.

"Have a seat, what would you like to drink?"

"No."

Chen Jianguo shook his head. Instead of sitting down, he stood and scrutinized Jiang Ming with sharp eyes.

"I am not here today as a police officer."

"Let me introduce myself, Chen Jianguo, head of the Ninth Bureau."

"The ninth inning?"

Jiang Ming raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance.

"A newly established department."

Chen Jianguo got straight to the point, without hiding anything.

"A secret agency urgently established specifically to handle all matters related to you."

This sentence sounded particularly clear in the quiet living room.

Chen Jianguo stared intently into Jiang Ming's eyes, trying to catch even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

But he was disappointed.

Jiang Ming's eyes were as calm as a bottomless lake, showing no surprise, no anger, and not even curiosity.

He already knew.

The thought flashed through Chen Jianguo's mind.

"Therefore, it has been recognized at the national level."

Jiang Ming finally spoke, his tone flat.

"Acknowledge my abilities. It's not magic, it's not technology, but a kind of 'supernatural' phenomenon that you can't understand."

Chen Jianguo took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

"Yes, we acknowledge its 'uniqueness' and 'extraordinary nature'."

"What I represent today is the official stance."

"We do not wish to be your enemy."

Chen Jianguo's words were resounding.

"What we hope for is cooperation."

Jiang Ming tossed the apple in his hand into the air and caught it steadily with a soft thud.

"cooperate?"

Tell me the details.

"It's very simple."

Chen Jianguo answered immediately.

"First, we hope that you can communicate with the Ninth Bureau in advance before you carry out similar 'performance art' in the future. We need to assess the social impact, make contingency plans, and avoid a large-scale social panic like that of the Flower Expo."

"second."

His tone became more serious.

"When necessary, the country will need your 'capabilities to assist'."

Jiang Ming's smile deepened.

"That sounds like a good suggestion."

"However, I also have my conditions."

Jiang Ming stood up and slowly walked to Chen Jianguo, the two of them less than a meter apart.

"The conditions are very simple: I can do my live stream however I want. You can offer suggestions, but you can't interfere with the content or format."

"This is the basis of our cooperation."

Jiang Ming's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

"Can you make that decision, Director Chen?"

Chen Jianguo felt immense pressure.

He felt that he was not facing a twenty-two-year-old, but an ancient being who had lived for hundreds of years and controlled the rules.

He was silent for a moment, then finally squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

"Can."

"very good."

Jiang Ming took a step back and sat back on the sofa, and the invisible sense of oppression instantly disappeared.

"Then, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

A negotiation concerning the future relationship between the state and the individual was reached in this living room, in a manner that was almost childish, with a verbal agreement.

Jiang Ming became the "special advisor" of the Ninth Bureau.

He enjoys a high degree of freedom, while the Ninth Inning needs to provide him with official facilitation and information support.

Chen Jianguo felt that his back was completely soaked.

He took an unremarkable black cell phone out of his pocket and handed it to Jiang Ming.

"This is an internally encrypted phone call, a one-way connection, only you can get through."

"Take this. If there are any issues that require official resolution in the future, you can use it to contact me."

Jiang Ming took the phone.

Chen Jianguo looked at him, seemingly hesitating about something, before finally speaking.

Finally, let me remind you of something.

"The impact of 'a withered tree sprouting new life' is much greater than you imagine. According to our intelligence, more than one foreign force has already begun to take action."

"Their target is you, and that ginkgo tree at the Flower Expo...

After saying that, Chen Jianguo didn't linger and strode away from the villa.

The living room fell silent again.

Jiang Ming fiddled with the cold, encrypted phone in his hand, his face expressionless.

A few minutes later, he took out his phone and dialed Zhao Lin's number.

The call was answered almost instantly.

"Spread the word for me."

"what?"

Zhao Lin was confused by this nonsensical statement.

"Starting today, I am on vacation. I will refuse all business collaborations, interviews, and invitations."

"Tell everyone..."

Jiang Ming looked out the window, his voice distant.

"So, the 'Raven God' needs to find new inspiration and will temporarily return to silence."