This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

Eastern suburbs.

Xia En's eyes flickered slightly.

It's in the eastern suburbs again.

"Did you call the police?"

"I've reported it."

Qian Youcai said, "The police checked the number, but it's a virtual number, and they can't trace its origin. They told me to stay calm and cooperate with the investigation, but I can't wait any longer! Xiaobao, he..."

He couldn't continue.

Qian Youcai's wife started crying again.

Xia En handed the phone back to him and stood up.

"Okay, I'll go check out the bar."

Qian Youcai's eyes lit up: "You're willing to help?"

Xia En didn't answer the question, but looked at Liu Zhiyuan instead.

Liu Zhiyuan felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze: "Master Xia, what's wrong?"

Xia En stared at him and slowly asked, "Vice President Liu, how long have you been working for President Qian?"

Liu Zhiyuan was taken aback: "Three...three years. What happened?"

"It's nothing."

Xia En looked away. "I was just asking."

He turned and walked out.

Qian Youcai caught up with him: "Master Xia, would you like me to send you by car?"

"Need not."

Xia En waved his hand without turning his head, "Just send me the address of the bar."

"The cost..."

"We'll talk about it after we find the person."

Xia En walked out of the villa, and Fang Zijian followed, whispering:

"I always felt that something was off about Liu Zhiyuan."

"Something's not right?"

I can't quite explain it.

Fang Zijian frowned. "It just feels like he's been testing you, like he's... confirming something."

Xia En didn't say anything, but just glanced at him.

Fang Zijian panicked a little from that look: "What did I say wrong?"

"You're right."

Xia En withdrew his gaze and strode forward. "You're right."

Fang Zijian was stunned for a moment, then quickly chased after him.

"So you suspect him?"

Xia En didn't reply, but instead took out her phone and sent a message to Chen Guodong:

"Help me investigate someone. Liu Zhiyuan, the vice president of Qian Youcai Company. All his entry and exit records, bank statements, and communication records for the past three years."

After sending the message, he put his phone back in his pocket.

"Let's go to the bar."

Night Bar is located on the most bustling commercial street in downtown Jiangzhou.

During the day, it looks like an ordinary building.

The exterior walls were painted dark gray, and the signboard wasn't lit up yet, making it look rather deserted.

The bar has been temporarily closed, and there is a police cordon at the entrance.

Two security guards were smoking on the steps by the entrance. When they saw Xia En and Fang Zijian approaching, they stood up warily.

"Damn it, what are you two brats doing?"

Xia En showed the temporary ID that Chen Guodong had given him:

Special consultant for the Municipal Bureau.

This thing was made for him by Chen Guodong, who said it was to make it easier for him to investigate cases and strange events.

Xia En didn't want it at first, but Chen Guodong forced it on him, saying, "You can't get into the venue without this."

The security guard glanced at the ID, then at Xia En, his eyes filled with suspicion, but he still stepped aside.

"Since Captain Chen said so, you can go straight in now that you're here."

Xia En nodded and pushed the door open to go inside.

The bar is quite large, with two floors. The first floor has a dance floor and bar counter, while the second floor has booths.

The interior design follows an industrial style, with exposed brick walls, metal pipes, and dim lighting, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

During the day, without the lights on, the entire space is as dark as a cave.

Xia En stood at the doorway, looking around.

The yin energy is very strong.

It wasn't the intense yin energy that comes from gathering evil spirits, but rather a lingering trace.

"..."

It's like someone walked by here; even though they're gone, their scent lingers.

"Where's the restroom?" he asked.

The security guard pointed to the end of the first floor.

Xia En walked over.

The restrooms are quite ordinary, with men's on the left and women's on the right, and a sink in the middle.

He pushed open the door and entered the men's restroom, which contained three stalls, a sink, and a mirror.

He stood in the middle of the restroom and closed his eyes.

The eerie, gloomy atmosphere was even stronger here.

But it doesn't come from a single point; rather, it permeates the entire space, as if it's seeping in from all directions.

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

The ventilation ducts are square and just big enough for one person to climb in.

Have you checked the ventilation ducts?

The security guard nodded: "They checked, the police checked, they searched from the ventilation ducts all the way to the roof, but they found nothing."

Xia En didn't speak, but just stared at the entrance of the ventilation duct.

Then he took out a talisman from his pocket and stuck it on the ventilation duct opening.

The talisman became slightly warm as soon as it was applied.

It's not just ordinary residual yin energy.

Something has passed through here, and more than once.

He withdrew his hand and looked in the mirror.

His own face was reflected in the mirror.

Young, calm, with focused eyes.

But there is a faint mark in the lower right corner of the mirror.

One eye.

Xia En squinted.

He leaned closer to the mirror and reached out to touch the mark.

It wasn't painted on; it emerged from inside the mirror.

"interesting."

He muttered to himself.

Fang Zijian stood at the door, peeking in cautiously:

"What did you find?"

Xia En didn't answer, took out her phone and took a few photos, then turned and walked out of the bathroom.

"Let's go."

Fang Zijian was taken aback:

"this one?"

"That's it."

The two walked out of the bar and stood on the street.

Fang Zijian couldn't help but ask, "What did you figure out?"

Xia En showed him a picture of the mirror she had taken on her phone.

Fang Zijian looked at that eye and felt a chill run down his spine.

"Is it this symbol again?"

"Um."

Xia En put his phone away. "Someone planted something in that bar. Qian Xiaobao disappeared through that thing."

"What is it?"

"A passageway."

Fang Zijian's eyes widened: "A passage? Where does it lead?"

Xia En looked to the east.

"Eastern suburbs".

Fang Zijian's heart sank.

It's in the eastern suburbs again.

That chemical plant, that barren mountain, that owner.

"You mean... Qian Xiaobao was taken away by the evil cult?"

"I'm not sure," Shane said, "but it's very likely."

He took out his phone and sent a message to Chen Guodong:

"Check the exact location of the land in the eastern suburbs of Qianyoucai."

After sending the message, he was about to leave when his phone rang.

It was Liu Ruyan calling.

"Master Xia! Did you see President Qian? How did it go?"

"We've found it, and we're investigating."

"That's good……"

Liu Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief. "Um, did President Qian give you any trouble? I heard from my cousin that his company's Vice President Liu is particularly difficult to deal with, and he speaks very rudely..."

"good."

Shane said, "He's just asking me if it's true."

Liu Ruyan was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"They think I'm too young, it doesn't seem real."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then Liu Ruyan's voice suddenly became a little sharp:

"How can they be like this! They're so picky about asking for favors! You wait, I'll call my cousin and have her talk to Boss Qian..."

"Need not."

Xia En interrupted her, "I'll handle it myself."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zijian winked at him, "The school beauty seems to care about you quite a bit."

Xia En glanced at him: "Are you bored?"

Fang Zijian quickly shut up.

Just then, Shane's phone rang again.

This time it was an unfamiliar number.

He answered the call.

"Master Xia?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was Liu Zhiyuan's, "This is Liu Zhiyuan, from General Manager Qian's company."

"Know."

"Um... I might have said something a little inappropriate at Mr. Qian's house earlier, please don't take it to heart."

Xia En didn't say anything.

Liu Zhiyuan waited two seconds, and seeing no response, continued:

"Here's the thing, Mr. Qian asked me to connect with you. Just let me know what you need for your investigation."

"The fees are negotiable. Mr. Qian said that as long as Xiaobao can be found, the starting price is one million."