New Order Plan

"I can smell the bag immediately, even in a crowd."

Xiao Tian instantly became full of confidence.

He is an absolute authority in this regard!

The bunch of useless idiots in the police dog squad, even if they trained together for a hundred years, wouldn't be as good as a single hair on his head.

Jiang Qingshan glanced at Xiao Tian's smug expression and teased as he walked towards the car, "Does the Chief's little Saab smell good?"

"What 'Little Sa'? Her name is Shirley!"

"Oh, Shirley~~"

"..."

The two exchanged a few words and then stood in front of the car door.

Xiao Tian opened the driver's side door and was about to get in when he suddenly froze.

He stared at the floor mat for a few seconds, then rubbed his eyes hard before pulling back in fright.

"Ginger... ginger..."

Xiao Tian pointed at the floor mat under the driver's seat, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Jiang Qingshan frowned, leaned down to look, and was slightly taken aback.

On the dirty floor mat were crumpled tissues that he had flicked off when he went to get water.

At this moment, the paper ball is bouncing on its own.

Sometimes high, sometimes low.

It would sometimes stop as if to rest.

Then it wandered around aimlessly, like a headless fly.

Jiang Qingshan asked Xiao Tian, ​​"What did you do with this toilet paper just now?"

"I...I used it to wipe my hands."

"hand?"

"Yes, didn't I dip my finger in that monster's blood and smell it earlier?"

As Xiao Tian spoke, his voice grew softer, but his eyes widened as he stared intently at the wad of toilet paper.

Black Blood!

Jiang Qingshan narrowed his eyes and used his telekinesis to control the crumpled paper to fly into his hand.

The two then quickly got into the car and locked all the doors and windows.

Jiang Qingshan held the crumpled paper and could clearly feel something struggling inside.

It's like wrapping a tiny insect in toilet paper.

If you squeeze it gently, the inside is very soft.

Jiang Qingshan glanced at Xiao Tian and told him to unscrew the empty mineral water bottle and get ready.

Then, he began to slowly peel away the crumpled paper.

Xiao Tian held the bottle, nervously holding his breath.

A few seconds later, the paper ball unfolded.

A black blood clot the size of a soybean flew out instantly.

Jiang Qingshan's brows furrowed as he used his mental power to forcefully control the situation.

The blood mass wriggled and twisted in mid-air, seemingly struggling desperately to break free, but to no avail.

Xiao Tian quickly put it into a mineral water bottle and screwed the cap on tightly.

As the psychic power dissipated, the blood clot began to bounce around inside the bottle, making soft thumping sounds.

Xiao Tian gasped in astonishment, "What the hell is this thing?!"

Jiang Qingshan took the bottle and examined it for a while.

The blood clots kept bouncing up and falling, always hitting the bottle in the same direction.

He slowly moved the bottle, and the direction of the blood clot's impact changed accordingly.

It's just like......

compass!

Jiang Qingshan's eyes flickered a few times, and he revealed a thoughtful expression: "It seems that it is going to find that monster and return to its original location."

"You mean I stole a drop of blood from that monster???"

"Yes."

Jiang Qingshan's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes seemed to say to Xiao Tian: Well done, Bruce.

Xiao Tian rubbed his forehead, looking incredulous, and said, "So, the monster's blood just flowed back into its body, and it revived on the spot?"

That's roughly it.

"Wow, there's actually something like that..."

"But it certainly didn't expect that it was missing a single drop of blood."

Jiang Qingshan turned the bottle sideways and looked in the direction the blood mass was impacting.

That's where the Xin'an Street area is located.

Xiao Tian patted his head, his lips twitched a few times, and he asked blankly, "What do we do now?"

Jiang Qingshan's expression darkened: "Go to Xin'an Street, we must take care of this guy immediately."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Xiao Tian instantly understood, hurriedly started the car, and sped off towards Xin'an Street.

The monster already knows Jiang Zi's true strength and weaknesses; we must quickly silence it.

Hopefully, the other party hasn't reported this matter yet, otherwise Jiang Zi will face an even more dangerous situation.

Jiang Zi can now use water and electric abilities. If the Intelligence Bureau sends a grass-type catastrophic monster later, it will be difficult to deal with.

In any case, it's always better to find a way to take down this mimicry monster in front of us first.

Xiao Tian became increasingly anxious, pressing the accelerator until it started smoking.

Jiang Qingshan took off his uniform shirt and put on the retro green military overcoat from the back row.

Inside the bottle, the black blood clot was still pulsating.

Xiao Tian kept changing lanes according to the direction indicated by the blood cluster.

Jiang Qingshan lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him.

wrong.

This guy went to Xin'an Street...

Jiang Qingshan, a cigarette between his fingers, looked uneasy.

The car sped along, the light from the streetlights outside streaming into the interior, casting alternating shadows on his face.

A moment later, he took out his phone and sent a message to Ye Wan'an.

The General Intelligence Bureau must have known about what happened before.

Now that this monster has been sent out to carry out the elimination mission, Ye Wan'an, who killed the lame old Yang and escaped on his own, will inevitably become the target as well.

Although Ye Wan'an's water-based ability was the one that could subdue the monster, this guy didn't have his mental ability—the ability to see through things.

If that monster were to launch a sudden sneak attack, Ye Wan'an would likely be unable to defend himself.

At this time, Ye Wan'an should still be awake, right?

Jiang Qingshan thought for a moment and was about to dial the other party's number when a text message notification suddenly popped up.

【receive】

Jiang Qingshan raised an eyebrow and chuckled twice.

This guy's acting up again.

They acted as if they were his subordinates.

......

Wangyue Cafe, Xin'an Street.

At three in the morning, the lights were still on.

As the most prosperous area in the planning zone, many shops here are open 24 hours a day.

Mochizuki Cafe is no exception.

However, the customers sitting in the shop at night were all casual acquaintances.

They had coffee, got to know each other briefly, exchanged some sweet nothings, and then went hand in hand to a nearby luxury suite.

Inside the store, Ye Wan'an's favorite song was still playing.

He happens to be working the night shift today.

Inside the bar, Ye Wan'an handed the freshly made coffee to the waiting waiter.

Then, he glanced at the little beggar huddled by the door steps, a look of pity flashing in his eyes.

"Xiao Ye, get him some food."

A middle-aged man emerged from the back office, dressed in a casual blue knit sweater and wearing black-rimmed glasses; he had a refined and handsome appearance.

He put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the poor, homeless child at the door, and sighed softly.

"receive."

Ye Wan'an replied, took out two pieces of leftover bread from the customer's cupboard, thought for a moment, and then prepared to make a hot drink.

The middle-aged man sat down at the bar, glanced at Ye Wan'an, and said, "This kid has been begging around here for a long time. Take care of him in the future. You can give him any odd jobs like cleaning doors and windows."

"receive."

"Could you change the song? I can almost sing it by heart."

"receive."

Ye Wan'an nodded and randomly changed to another song.

The middle-aged man scratched his head and muttered, "Got it, got it. From now on, I'll call you Ye Received."

"receive."

Ye Wan'an picked up the food and hot drinks, walked around the bar, and headed towards the door.