I slay evil in the Department of the Supernatural

Xu Lindong came up with another solution.

This refers to Han, the underworld messenger who has been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for several days.

Presumably, after these past few days, the other party is on the verge of a mental breakdown due to that dark and hopeless state of confinement.

If we re-examine it now, we might be able to make a breakthrough.

He immediately removed the suffocating faceless mask to avoid being suffocated by the strange object after he lost consciousness.

He then leaned back on the toilet, his consciousness sinking into the Tower of Babel.

...

Meanwhile, in a corner of the main venue's booths.

Three extraordinary beings from outside the realm sat around a table.

Valentine leaned back in his chair, his thick beard and stout figure sweeping around the room with a flirtatious gaze before finally settling on Duan Li and Yi Qianxun, who were standing next to Ding Jian opposite him.

A lewd glint appeared in his eyes.

"Phoebe, those two girls are pretty good... but have you noticed that 'Xu,' the kid who taught Harrison a lesson, is gone? He's been gone for a while now."

Phoebe across from her took a sip of her cocktail, her tone flat:

"He probably went to the restroom, nothing strange about it. It's not time yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Valentine swirled his wine glass:

"That won't do. I promise you I'll teach that Xu guy a lesson and save face for that idiot Harrison... Listen, I can't wait."

Phoebe glanced at her watch:

"Go ahead and have some fun if you want. Leon should be getting news soon. It's good for you to attract some attention now."

"Valentine, I'll go with you!"

A tall, foreign woman standing nearby suddenly stood up; she was Harrison's former companion.

"I want to see you teach that arrogant Xu a lesson with my own eyes."

...

At this very moment, inside the Tower of Babel.

Xu Lindong slowed down the sealing power again, and the suppressed Yin Messenger Han was awakened from the endless darkness.

This time, he almost broke down.

Because consciousness is trapped in eternal confinement, it is more terrifying than death.

To be alive yet unable to perceive time, unable even to wish for death—this kind of torment is enough to crush any will.

Therefore, the moment he regained consciousness, Yincha Han begged for mercy in a hoarse voice.

Even the strongest bones soften, and even the firmest faith wavers.

As he once said, what good is the Salvation Society's plan if people are all dead?

The benefits don't even go to them.

"Xu Lindong... Brother Dong! No, Uncle Dong!"

"I called you Uncle Dong! Let me go, give me a quick death..."

From the underground room on the eighth floor came the hysterical howls of the underworld messenger Han.

Xu Lindong stood in the tenth-floor lobby, a slight smile playing on his lips as he heard this, his tone flat:

"I won't let you die."

I just want to get some information from you, like...

"Yuan Heng! The inside man is Yuan Heng!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yin Shi Han had already rushed to confess.

"It really was him."

Xu Lindong's mind sharpened, and just as he was about to press for more information, Yincha Han began to reveal the Salvation Society's plan...

It seems like he's already had a mental breakdown.

Inside the Tower of Babel, Xu Lindong frowned as he listened to the intelligence revealed by the underworld messenger Han.

"One of you, Wang Zhan, went to the ghost market to trade with the ghost pawnshop owner, and even planned to join forces to break the seal on the sinkhole in the ancient town's ancestral hall...?"

He immediately pressed for details about the ghost market and the ghost pawnshop.

A moment later, Xu Lindong tensed up, lost in thought.

"The Ghost Market... a place that only those on the verge of losing control, those closest to the real ghosts, or those whose souls have been completely corrupted... can enter."

"The owner of the ghost pawnshop is very likely a City God of the fifth rank..."

A flicker of doubt crossed his eyes. "Wang Zhan can actually persuade someone of this level of strength to come?"

Yincha Han's voice trembled: "As long as the price is right, it's not impossible to get the shop owner to take action himself... but this time Wang Zhan is just going to exchange for a powerful evil object."

The meeting will also include liches of the sixth sequence from the arcane path and mythical creatures of the sixth sequence from the monstrous path from the Federation…”

"Two Sequence Six items, plus one powerful evil artifact?"

Xu Lindong's expression turned serious.

That's quite a large sum.

"What role does that evil, strange razor blade play in your plan?"

The underworld official sighed, "It was this knife that got me into trouble. Otherwise, I wouldn't have relentlessly pursued you and ended up locked up here."

It's only one part; the other two are located in Qinglong Temple and in the sinkhole of the ancestral hall in the ancient town.

"After receiving the news, we retrieved this knife from the Yue Wang Temple in Yueshan City, and then planned to use it to open Qinglong Temple and release the second component."

Once all the parts are gathered, we'll work together to pry open the ancestral hall in the ancient town, because the most powerful part is sealed inside. Once we have all the parts, we can break the seal.

"So that's how it is..."

Xu Lindong was startled, recalling that he had used this straight knife to kill wandering spirits near the ancestral temple sinkhole, at which time the blade had been unusually restless.

Fortunately, the knife had already been calmed down by Master Ta, and no matter how agitated it became, it was quickly put away.

Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable; he almost unwittingly helped the evil organization release another evil object.

Remembering Lu Qian's reminder, he continued to question, "Do you have any other helpers?"

For example, some Federation sequence superhumans may not be members of your organization, but they are your collaborators.

At this moment, Yin Shi Han only wanted to die, and he confessed everything thoroughly:

"More plans... I don't know about them since you locked me up."

There may be deployment, or there may not be.

There's a social gathering for extraordinary clubs in Jiangcheng recently... If it's really arranged, some of the Federation's partners might take the opportunity to make an appearance..."

Xu Lindong frowned: "I need a definite answer."

"I really don't know... I've told you everything I know!"

The underworld official, Han, trembled with fear. "By the way... if there really are other partners, they might meet up on the basement floor of Jiangcheng Bookstore in the southern district of Jiangcheng."

That's one of our bases, and it's also near the location of the superhuman social gathering... That's all I know... Just give me a straight answer!"

"The basement level of Jiangcheng Bookstore?"

Xu Lindong noted down the location and pressed for details about the secret codes and communication signals used within the cult.

After asking the question, he suppressed and sealed away the underworld messenger Han once again.

A quick and easy solution is impossible.

He couldn't even get to the eighth floor, so he couldn't finish off the other party himself.

Besides, keeping them in custody means they can be put to good use if they need to ask them questions later.

"Unfortunately, this information cannot be directly transmitted to the division..."

Xu Lindong thought to himself, "Even if I do submit the message, the department might doubt its authenticity... or they might already have it."

My sudden action might actually arouse suspicion and even expose my own secrets.

He thought about it and decided to give up.

Anyway, he has already handed over the suspicion that Yuan Heng is an inside man to Lu Qian for investigation.

As long as the direction is right, that's enough.

But now, he can try to check out the situation at the nearby Jiangcheng Bookstore.

If there is something truly evil brewing there, it will surely ignite his inner fire, and he can immediately report the situation to Lu Qian.

"It sounds like...you're in trouble."

At this moment, the aloof and noble voice of the Goddess Houtu suddenly came from the top of the Tower of Babel.

"Do you need any help? Or should we stick to the terms we agreed on earlier...?"

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