Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 89 What has happened will happen again.

"Are they that cautious?" Bai Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Humans are essential to them; they can only reproduce by consuming a child or a young woman. And those careless mountain spirits are already dead."

Old Man Bao glanced at the mountain spirit, whose eyes were beginning to widen in fear. This creature seemed to know something. If these people couldn't get any information from it, it would definitely kill it on the spot.

Bai Mo thought the same thing when he heard this, but before that, he wanted to try to find out the whereabouts of the student that Lingling had mentioned who had disappeared.

Bai Mo moved his mind and released the mountain spirit's mouth. Before he could ask a question, the mountain spirit shouted:

"Master! Master! I'm willing to tell you everything. I didn't eat those children. I don't like children. Yes, that gambling... I'm a celibate, yes, I'm a celibate. I've never eaten people. Please believe me!!"

These mountain spirits developed their minds at a time when they shouldn't have. It seems they also lost the wildness and fearlessness of demons.

"You really haven't eaten a human?" Bai Mo feigned some belief, but his expression remained unchanged.

He's mastered facial expression management without even learning it.

Upon hearing his words, the mountain spirit immediately emphasized again, "Yes, sir, I didn't, I swear."

Bai Mo naturally wouldn't listen to the oath of a demon who has no sense of propriety or shame and whose actions are driven solely by self-interest and desire.

A leopard can't change its spots; a demon is a demon.

Therefore, he waved his hand, indicating that the mountain spirit did not need to swear an oath, and instead looked at it indifferently, calmly saying:

"Since you're willing to talk, then if what you're saying is true, I'll give you a chance to live."

"W-what...opportunity?" The mountain spirit didn't expect Bai Mo to agree so easily, and its eyes were filled with doubt.

"I'll send you to the underground arena. If you can win a hundred matches, someone will buy you. Don't worry, I'm the judge. Where you go is none of my business. Those people won't welcome me."

The mountain spirit had actually been to such an underground arena before. As for winning a hundred matches, it didn't care. Having a chance was always better than dying now.

It immediately nodded vigorously, looking at Bai Mo with a grateful expression, and said sincerely, "Master, rest assured, everything I said is absolutely true!"

"Very well, then tell me where the child you kidnapped near the school not long ago is."

"Actually, I hid them in a room next door. That was one of my hideouts. I kept the children and women who had gone missing over the past few months there."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo looked up at Lingling, who was typing rapidly on her laptop. After a few seconds, she stopped.

"I checked the surveillance footage of that area, and there were many blind spots, or the area was suddenly blocked by something for a period of time. Perhaps it really is one of its strongholds."

I have already issued an emergency commission to the Hunter's Alliance to investigate the area. If the women and children trapped inside are found, they will be rescued.

However, I cannot rule out the possibility that there are people there who are willing to work for it, or human traffickers who are in cahoots with it. Therefore, to prevent armed resistance, I have entrusted several mid-level mages with the task.

As soon as Lingling finished speaking, the mountain spirit quickly shook his head.

"No, no, it's still our temporary hiding place for goods and people. We usually just throw enough food and water in there, and we move it when there are ten people. There's no security force."

Bai Mo glanced at it, his tone calm and collected: "Let's wait. If we find it, it means what you said is true. Only then will your next words be valid."

The waiting time was long for the mountain spirit, but not for Bai Mo.

He glanced at Old Man Bao, who was leaning against the sofa with his eyes half-closed, and took out a plastic bowl from his spatial storage. Inside were still some steaming hot glutinous rice balls.

He handed the bowl of glutinous rice balls to Old Man Bao and said, "Old Man Bao, have a taste, my mom made it."

Upon hearing this, Old Man Bao raised his eyelids and glanced at the glutinous rice balls. Although they were a bit large and square, he hadn't had lunch yet, so he took them.

He took a bite and then put the bowl down; glutinous rice balls are a favorite food for children.

He is an elder, and at the request of the younger generation, he only needs to eat a small bite as a token of appreciation, without eating too much.

After a while, Lingling suddenly spoke up: "The mission is complete. The information it just said was true."

"Alright!" Bai Mo nodded slightly, his gaze shifting to the mountain spirit still suspended in mid-air. He loosened his grip, placing the creature on the ground, and then asked:

"Write down a list of all your subordinates, your human trafficking network, and so on."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pen and a stack of papers flew from the bar and landed in front of the mountain spirit.

The mountain spirit actually wanted to run away, but when it thought of the helplessness it felt when it was subdued by Bai Mo, it gave up the idea.

More importantly, it couldn't see through the old man with the unhappy expression.

He picked up the paper and pen in front of him, lay down on the ground, and began to write.

It took him some effort to finish writing the list.

"That's all?" Bai Mo shook the two sheets of paper in his hand.

The mountain spirit lowered its head. "That's all! Master, many of them are just partners, and I don't know their identities."

Nodding, Bai Mo frowned and pondered over the two lists. He then glanced at Lingling.

"Leave it to the Inquisition and the Magic Association; I can't handle this."

Lingling agreed, "We really need to have the Magic Association and the Inquisition come, but there are still a few things we need to ask."

"Do you know the identities of the other mountain spirits in Shanghai?" Lingling's gaze was fixed on the mountain spirit.

"I don't know, we don't share information with each other, but we've all given ourselves nicknames. I know Dala Bengba is very charming. She has a mole on her chest, Beng's baby is skinny, and his butt is rather dark."

"Alright, it seems he really can't get anything out of him." Bai Mo interrupted. What kind of names are these? Also, judging from this, these mountain spirits don't even wear clothes when they meet in the wild. But then again, they're not human after all.

Thinking about these things, Bai Mo's thoughts began to manipulate the space, imprisoning the mountain spirit once again, and his eyes revealed a cold killing intent.

"Didn't you say you'd give me a chance? Aren't you the judge? Judges who break their promises?!"

"Oh, I've gotten my chance back now."

Bai Mo's tone was calm and unhurried: "As for credibility, I am the judge. What do the credibility of judges have to do with me? You might as well die."

As he spoke, he was about to crush the mountain spirit to death.

"Wait, Bai Mo." Lingling called out to him. Bai Mo looked at her in confusion and saw that Lingling was looking at Old Man Bao with determination in her eyes, even a bit stubborn.

"Grandpa, is there really no way to continue this investigation?"

"There are still solutions. Many difficulties in this world can be resolved. What we lack is the wisdom and the will to come up with solutions, as well as the strength and courage to implement them."

Old Bao leaned back on the sofa, his slow, steady voice landing on the floor.

"What has happened will happen again! Lingling, human trafficking and fraud are endless problems. Even if the mountain spirit is gone today, wild monsters will appear tomorrow. Are you sure you want to keep investigating?"

(End of this chapter)