90I am Netherworld! I protest against the injustice of the world!
Chapter 91 [90] I am Netherworld! I protest against the injustice of the world!
Cheng Han wore a brand new inspector uniform and strode on the snow-covered road. All the pedestrians he encountered took the initiative to avoid him.
This is a common thing.
Inspectors have great powers and high social status. How can ordinary people afford to offend them?
Some young inspectors at the Sixth Post, whose salaries are not high, often complain that the work is too tiring, but if they were asked to resign, none of them would do so.
There is no other reason.
Just the awe-inspiring looks from passers-by are enough to make them willing to persevere no matter how hard or tired they are.
Not long after.
Cheng Han passed by the vegetable market he often frequented.
There happened to be a quarrel at the entrance of the market.
A middle-aged woman and a vendor got into a heated argument over a trivial matter, and many people gathered around to watch the commotion.
Cheng Han took a few steps closer and stopped, watching quietly.
Five seconds later.
The quarrel subsided.
The onlookers were also silent.
Cheng Han stared at the vendor, his eyes as sharp as knives, but said nothing.
And when an inspector puts on this posture, no ordinary person can feel the pressure.
Only two seconds passed.
The vendor couldn't bear it any longer and quickly said to the middle-aged woman: "I'm very sorry, the kale mushrooms did take a long time. I will refund you a copper coin."
The middle-aged woman did not pester her: "Don't do this next time."
Cheng Han smiled slightly and left quickly.
behind him.
Just a few words drifting in the wind.
"So young!"
"Could it be impersonation?"
"Don't you know? How can ordinary people impersonate such an inspector's temperament?"
*
Shanyifang.
When Cheng Han was about to reach his home, he saw a somewhat unfamiliar figure - Zhang Dashan.
That is - Zhang Tie's father.
The reason why I say "strange" is because this man with a broken arm got up earlier than the chicken and came back later than the cow.
Cheng Han lived here for a year and only met Zhang Dashan twice.
The man had a sad look on his face and was walking towards a small car carrying a pile of sundries with his left hand.
There was a lot of debris piled up in the car.
Cheng Hanluo made some calculations and frowned: "Did Zhang Dashan be blackmailed by the 'Dark Fist Gang' and forced to sell off some of his belongings?"
The so-called "Dark Fist Gang" is an underground force that roams in the dark and gray areas. Wherever there are people, there are gangs and lakes. Even the government cannot put an end to such groups.
He sighed deeply and felt deep sympathy for the one-armed man: "So many unlucky things have come to our door at once, it's really like 'the house leaks and it rains all night long'."
After losing his father at a young age, life is difficult, especially in middle age. Life is dark and there is no hope at all.
Such a fateful fate.
Why should the common people deserve it?
not far away.
Home roof.
The black cat squatted on it and gently wagged its tail.
this moment.
Cheng Han understood the reason why the police chief visited the class.
Previously, he specifically told Black Cat to pay more attention to the Zhang Tie family next door. If the family encounters any major changes, he must be notified in time.
Judging from the current situation, the police chief's report was very timely.
This is a totally trustworthy cat!
at this time.
The illusion comes unexpectedly.
The Omniscient Eye is passively triggered again.
After Cheng Han saw the vision and recalled all the things about this family, he felt like he was enlightened: "I understand!"
He stood quietly, thoughts running through his mind.
"A few months before moving to Shanyifang, I met the Zhang Tie brothers several times, but I didn't take them to heart at all.
"After accidentally analyzing the residual marks of the True Flame, I began to gradually notice them.
"Later I saw Zhang Tie being bullied, and I wanted to help the family, so I used the weird method to teach pancakes.
"Then, Zhang Dashan got into trouble and planned to sell some belongings, and I happened to appear here at this moment..."
Cheng Han immediately understood: "There seems to be a mysterious force that leads me to interact with this family.
He looked at the cart: "No, it should be an intersection with this item!"
Cheng Han murmured in his heart: "Is it the residual seal of the true flame?"
He looked up at the sky: "Or should I say, the sun?"
Cheng Han hesitated for a moment, then walked over quickly and said hello: "Uncle Zhang, hello! I am Cheng Han who lives next door."
Zhang Dashan was stunned for a moment, with a embarrassed look on his face: "Hello... hello!"
Cheng Han looked at the items in the car and asked, knowingly: "Are these things going to be sold?"
Zhang Dashan nodded.
Cheng Han locked his eyes on a palm-sized bronze ring and pretended to be curious: "What is this?"
Zhang Dashan didn't seem to want to show his stuttering, so he answered very simply: "Ancestor...a small object left by our ancestors."
Cheng Hantu was confused: "No wonder this thing looks so old. I'm very interested in this. Can I buy it?"
Zhang Dashan waved his hand: "No...it's not valuable, take it away."
In the eyes of ordinary people, this thing is indeed worthless and can only be sold as scrap metal.
After all, this world has a history of tens of thousands of years and has generally maintained peace. There are too many old objects that are hundreds of years old, and even those that are thousands of years old are not uncommon.
Cheng Han forced a handful of coins into his hand and said, "Uncle Zhang, take it."
Zhang Dashan did not refuse in the end: "Okay... okay."
Cheng Han picked up the ring, said hello to the other party, opened the door and walked into his home.
According to the information given by the All-Knowing Eye, the name of this object is - Ruins Key.
This thing has a long history of more than 20,000 years. It is indeed useless to ordinary people, but to extraordinary people, its value is beyond imagination.
"Meow~"
The black cat immediately pounced on him and rubbed his trouser legs enthusiastically.
The master has been gone for so long, I miss you so much!
Cheng Han petted the cat for a while, then asked with a smile: "As a righteous young man, it doesn't seem like a good thing to get an heirloom from a disabled family, right?"
Several generations ago, Zhang Dashan's ancestors indeed regarded it as a family heirloom. Unfortunately, time has changed and the secret of the Ruins Key has been buried by time, turning this object into scrap metal.
The black cat responded: "Meow~"
It doesn't care.
Cheng Han shook his head and said his plan: "I plan to take a 'roundabout' approach and provide appropriate compensation in batches to improve the situation of Zhang Tie's family."
He added: "But you can't give too much. If you don't have enough power, but you have huge wealth, it's like a child hoarding money in the market. It will definitely bring disaster."
The black cat flicked its tail.
It feels like it has learned something again.
If you are poor, give less!
Cheng Han took out a gold coin from his hiding place and flicked it.
"Ding!"
A soft sound.
Gold coins fly.
*
ten minutes later.
Darkness has completely fallen.
Suddenly, an extremely surprised female voice sounded in Zhang Tie's home.
"Oh my god, why is there a gold coin in this broken jar?"
It was Wang Xiaocui's voice.
On a tree not far away, a nocturnal bird took a quick look, flapped its wings and flew away.
The king's mission is completed!
*
"Crack!"
The fireplace, which had been silent for a long time, finally lit up with a cheerful flame.
The black cat lay next to it, enjoying the warm flames and following its owner's figure with its eyes.
"Meow~"
It couldn't help but scream.
It’s great to have the host at home!
Cheng Han smiled and rambled again: "One gold coin is not enough to solve Zhang Dashan's dilemma. The key to the problem lies in the Dark Fist Gang.
"Although my current status is as an inspector and I can deal with those scum through official channels, I don't think this is a good way."
The black cat's ears stood up.
Didn’t the master say that he would call in official workers if something happened? Why did he change his mind this time?
Cheng Han sighed softly: "I have been at the Sixth Post for more than a day. In the eyes of Liu Yidao and others, I know very little about the situation at the post.
"Actually, they are dead wrong. I spent a lot of energy studying the internal situation of the outpost and even the inspection department, and learned many unknown secrets."
The so-called "research" is nothing more than deduction from the all-knowing eye.
He gave an example casually: "Who would have thought that senior inspector Ximen Qing would collect a protection fee from the chicken coop every month?"
The black cat's head turned around, a pair of cat eyes filled with confusion.
Protection fee for chicken coop?
Eggs?
Cheng Hanwei said: "There is reason to believe that if we take action at the official level, we will encounter considerable internal resistance, which may cause Zhang Dashan to encounter misfortune.
"Although I am confident that I can solve all the difficulties I encounter with my abilities, there are too many troubles, so why bother asking for trouble?"
Black Cat nodded in agreement.
Cheng Han changed the topic: "Last night when I was guarding Gui Ying, Lao Niu was busy 'Long Xingyun' deliberately getting close to me and took the initiative to tell many interesting cases.
"An old case fifteen years ago impressed me the most. In a nearby spiritual realm, there was a commoner named 'You Ming', and his wife was killed by a powerful woman.
"Later, he gained power from the alien god and massacred three manors in a row. The murder alarmed the local Black Armored Army, but You Ming successfully escaped the pursuit and disappeared.
"The official gave this person a codename called..."
Cheng Han paused and uttered one word: "Netherworld!"
He chuckled: "Since it is too difficult to solve the problem from the bright side, why not borrow Nether's identity and use unconventional means?"
The black cat stood up.
It had a premonition that the master was about to do something.
Later.
The hunch was confirmed.
A large black mist suddenly appeared from Cheng Han's body, covering him instantly.
The most bizarre thing is that the black mist is clearly in the room, but the black cat has inexplicable difficulty in focusing on it. If it is not paying close attention to its owner, it may really ignore it.
The low voice echoed in the room in a strange way.
Black Cat felt his scalp numb when he heard it.
It came from the roof.
"I agree with the rules and abide by them, but I will never follow them blindly!"
It sounded from the fireplace.
"Because I have my own way, and I am more willing to practice my way!"
It comes from all directions.
"I am Netherworld! I protest against the injustice of the world!"