Although the name of the Anti-Black and White Alliance is too cute, its rules and regulations are quite formal, indicating that they are not stragglers but a serious civil society organization. Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and replied:
"no problem!"
After sending the message, he walked to the window and looked down at Cao Qianxiu on the roadside.
The girl raised her head, and their eyes met. She nodded seriously, then raised her hand and chopped off her brother's head, scolding:
"I'm still watching a show. Follow me to the stop and take the bus."
Eight-year-old Cao Chao followed his sister with his head drooped, and walked towards the bus stop 500 meters away.
After taking a few steps, the siblings heard a call from upstairs: "Wait!"
Cao Chao's eyes lit up and he stopped obediently.
Zhang Yuanqing retracted his head, and after more than ten seconds, he poked his head out again and dropped a large bag of snacks.
The big bag of snacks clattered to the ground. Eight-year-old Cao Chao ran over like a wild dog and stuffed the package containing the huge snacks into his schoolbag without even looking.
When his mother was quarreling, she was focused on nothing, and she was one with nature, so she would not notice him. Cao Chao put his little schoolbag on his back and ran away quickly with his short legs.
Cao Qianxiu downstairs glanced at the young tenant with a look of helplessness on her face, then strode to follow her brother.
Zhang Yuanqing placed his hands on the window sill and looked at the retreating figures of his siblings with a smile on his lips. The morning sun shone on his face, making it as gentle as jade.
Today, Friday, is the seventh day since he came to the Free Federation. In a week, he has successfully completed thirteen low-level tasks in a row, and finally accumulated 60 bronze points. He still has 40 points to go.
Become a silver hunter.
The evaluation given to him by the bounty hunter app backend is: extremely talented!
In addition, with his excellent social skills, he became very familiar with the landlord and his family. Both the landlord and the landlord thought that this young man was of good character, handsome and well-spoken.
The little kid Cao Chao also likes his big brother next door, because the big brother will stuff high-end snacks into his schoolbag when his parents are not paying attention. Cao Chao will carry his schoolbag and enter the classroom with great pride, in front of the envy of the students.
He took out snacks in his eyes.
The boys succumbed to the snacks one after another and followed him at full speed.
The girls also loved to play with him and shyly said: Cao Chao, can I have your snacks?
In the words of the big brother next door: You get priority in choosing your mate at a young age!
Until the Cao siblings disappeared, Zhang Yuanqing left the window and went into the bathroom to wash up. He stood in front of the mirror and brushed his teeth while thinking about whether to continue looking for his mother.
In fact, with Chen Shu's identity as an ordinary person, his stargazing skills, and the bond between mother and son, he can completely deduce the mother's position through stargazing.
But after learning that Chen Shu was relying on the merchant guild and a demigod, he suddenly didn't want to go to the old woman anymore.
Today, most things have been understood, including how the headache came about, how the old lady got the little blue pill, and why she wanted to go abroad (because there are large organizations abroad that can save her father's clone). These causes and consequences
It's all clear.
The only thing that remains unclear is whether the relic left to him by his father is a fragment of the Compass of Light.
Zhang Yuanqing originally thought that his headache was caused by the core fragment of the Bright Compass tearing apart his soul.
But Master Wuhen clearly said that the core fragment of the Bright Compass is not in Zhang Yuanqing's body.
There are two possibilities: First, the core fragment of the Bright Compass left after tearing apart the soul.
Second, my father's relics are not core fragments.
This matter can only be clarified by asking Chen Shu. Zhang Yuanqing was even prepared to not cooperate, so he used dreams and illusions to "force" her to confess.
Now I suddenly know that Chen Shu and the president are in the same group. There is no point in forcing you to do something that the demigod doesn't want to tell you.
Zhang Yuanqing felt a little unmotivated.
"Let go of those who are looking for Chen Shu in advance, so the current goals are: First, be promoted to Golden Hunter within a month and meet the requirements of the gold owner's father. Second, wait silently for promotion to Master at the end of the year. Third, find a way to subdue Winnie and get the magic weapon."
Jun fragments. Four, hunt as many people as possible in the first area and collect props. Five, clean up the dirty Free Federation."
Among the five small goals, the second and third are bound. If you want to subdue Wei Ni, you have to be promoted to the master. The body of a saint is too reluctant to deal with the eighth-level master.
The Demon King's treasure map is not an urgent need. It is unwise to plot an eighth-level domination at the saint stage. The benefits are not proportional to the risks.
Numbers 1, 4, and 5 are related and can be done together.
The specific operation is to do more tasks, expand more channels and connections, and not be blind, so it is necessary to join the Anti-Black and White Alliance.
"I can change my breath and appearance, I can have multiple identities, and each identity can control several channels.
"I am Batman, Spider-Man, and Superman at the same time. When necessary, I can also be Thanos. The profession of illusionist is really interesting. There are only a handful of night warriors in the first district. Without astrology, I would like to know
My real identity is almost impossible."
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yuanqing was invited to knock on the door of 401, carrying a bottle of Lafite.
"Hello, brother!" Cao Chao shouted happily as he opened the door, his eyes filled with admiration.
Every boy once admired his elder brother.
Zhang Yuanqing touched his head and walked through the entrance hall into the living room. The landlady and the housekeeping aunt were busy in the kitchen. The landlady Cao Qing was sitting on the sofa watching TV. He was wearing a black stand-up collar T-shirt with a bulging belly.
"Why did you bring wine?" Cao Qing stood up to greet him, his eyes swept over the red wine logo, and the smile on his face suddenly deepened, and he said with a smile:
"Hey, the 1990s Lafite is a great vintage. How did you know that I like red wine?"
You don't like red wine, but you like expensive red wine. Zhang Yuanqing also smiled: "Just give it as a gift, as long as Brother Cao likes it."
Cao Qing is a slippery and profit-seeking businessman. For businessmen, giving something of value is the best gift.
This is called following one's own preferences.
Cao Qing led Zhang Yuanqing to sit down, touched his son's head, and said, "Let your sister come out and make tea. Use the Pu'er that I have collected, and put it in the third compartment of the tea cabinet in the bedroom."
When Cao Chao rushed into the corridor, Cao Qing sighed:
"Songhai University is a good university, a famous school. Brother, Xiu'er's grades are up to you. If she doesn't obey, just scold her. If she still doesn't listen, tell her mother. That Xiu'er has been
No one can cure her if she is disobedient, but she is afraid of her mother.
"As soon as her mother yells, the girl will become half-cowarded."
No problem, bloodline suppression plus level suppression of the same profession. Zhang Yuanqing complained in his mind that Saturdays and weekends were his time to make up classes, but because the landlord and his family were going out for fun tomorrow, the private lessons were brought forward.
One and a half hours tonight, one and a half hours tomorrow night.
While chatting, Cao Qing suddenly said:
"Chinatown is not peaceful recently. Remember to close the doors and windows at night."
Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "When is the night in the Free Federation ever safe?"
Cao Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Xiao Zhang, you know jokes, hahaha, yes, it is indeed unsafe at night in the Free Federation, so you know why Batman has to show half of his face."
It is worth mentioning that the landlord likes to tell jokes - hell jokes and cold jokes.
Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation and asked: "Why?"
Cao Qing said seriously: "Because of this, the police can tell that he is white."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of Mr. Landlady.
It is indeed a hell of a joke!
After the joke ended, Cao Qing said seriously: "There have been more than a dozen murders in Chinatown, the lower town at the southern end of the Isle of Man."
Zhang Yuanqing put away his smile and frowned: "What kind of murder case is it? What did the police say?"
"No explanation!" Cao Qing shrugged, "The police will always tell you that the case is still under investigation and there is no comment. In fact, people have been murdered on Wall Street since half a month ago, and as of yesterday, there were eleven victims.
There were 17 people in total. But all the people who died were Chinese, so the media just mentioned it and did not report it extensively, nor did they organize to put pressure on the police department."
Zhang Yuanqing didn't hear much about a vicious serial murder case. Of course, he had gone out early and returned late in the past week. He was busy with tasks and his energy was not in Chinatown. In addition, he never read the news or newspapers in New York County, so the news was inevitably lagging behind.
Then there is Chinatown in the lower town at the southern end of the Isle of Man. It has more than 40 blocks and a population of nearly 200,000. If spread out, there will be an average of one case in three streets.
If you don't pay careful attention, it's easy to ignore.
But after all, it is a serial murder case, so "silent" is enough to show that the media does not take it seriously.
Cao Qing suddenly lowered his voice, "I heard that there are wild Taoist priests from Maoshan who are making zombies in Chinatown."
Zhang Yuanqing responded with a surprised expression: "Is there any evidence?"
Cao Qing's voice became even lower and he said:
"I have a few friends with connections in the police station, and the information I got from them is that the dead bodies were blue all over and had black fingernails. They were not normal corpses. The superiors of the police station issued a death order. Once the corpses of serial murder cases are discovered,
It must be burned that night and cannot be preserved. You know the Haas Street Police Station, the police station six kilometers away. The forensic doctor there disobeyed the order and insisted on leaving the body for autopsy. As a result, he was killed by the zombies who transformed into corpses and sucked the blood away.
Damn it, this matter is confidential, please don’t spread it outside."
"It's still a secret." Cao Qianxiu came over with two cups of tea and scoffed, "If it's a secret, how would you know? Zombie? Hehe, then do you want to buy a few kilograms of glutinous rice to keep at home?"
Zhang Yuanqing turned to look at Cao Qianxiu.
The girl pretended to be disdainful, but there was a solemn look in her eyes.
Cao Qing coughed awkwardly and said, "Drink tea, drink tea."
Dinner was quickly prepared, and Zhang Yuanqing and the landlady's family sat at the dining table to eat and chat - the landlady didn't like Anne and never invited her to dinner.
Considering Zhang Yuanqing's taste, the landlady made two Songhai dishes tonight - braised bamboo shoots in oil and pan-fried chicken sauce.
Cao Qing tasted the fried food and frowned frequently:
"Oh my god, how could you put so much oil in? Are you trying to attract the Free Federation's troops?"
The landlady didn't understand, "What a mess, do you like to eat it or not?"
Cao Qing looked at Zhang Yuanqing disappointedly, and Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly: "I don't plan to eat this dish."
"Why?" Cao Qing asked.
Zhang Yuanqing looked serious: "Because I don't want too much oil to accumulate in my stomach, which will attract the Free Federation's troops."
Cao Qing burst into laughter and said, "Interesting, so interesting. Xiao Zhang, your ability to tell jokes is completely comparable to mine."
Cao Qianxiu and the landlady looked confused and looked at the two of them like fools.
After dinner, Zhang Yuanqing entered Cao Qianxiu's boudoir.
At the request of the landlady, the door was opened, facing the living room.
The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, with textbooks spread out on the glass round table. Cao Qianxiu said coldly:
"I suspect you are not a scout."
Zhang Yuanqing asked calmly: "Why do you say that?"
"Because serious scouts can't understand my dad's bad jokes." Cao Qianxiu said.
Zhang Yuanqing said sincerely, your ability to tell hell jokes is not inferior to that of your father.
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the living room and said:
"You just want to complain, not really doubt. You plan to observe my skills and combat power in the next trial mission. These are my observations."
Cao Qianxiu nodded slightly and gave a fair reply: "Your insight skills are very accurate. Now, let's talk about this trial mission. Do you know about the serial murder case in Chinatown?"
Zhang Yuanqing said: "I heard it from your father just now. Of course, I don't believe it is the so-called Maoshan Warlock."
Cao Qianxiu nodded: "Of course it's not the Maoshan Warlock. If nothing else, it's the Night Walker God! This is the conclusion after our Anti-Black and White Alliance collected evidence and analyzed it. You are from the second district, so you should know about the Night Walker God."
Having said this, Cao Qianxiu's expression became slightly solemn: "That is the only profession with peak combat power among the lawful professions."
The so-called peak combat power is a profession that can definitely win if both sides are at the same level, have no props, and have environmental advantages.
Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "The number of night wandering gods is so small, how come they appear in Chinatown?"
"You are also a scout, why are you in Chinatown?" Cao Qianxiu asked, casually speaking:
"In the Chinese settlements in New York County, the number of people living in the second area is very small, but it is not non-existent. Some of them immigrated from the first area, and some of them accidentally became Chinese while traveling back to their hometowns or visiting relatives."
She did not delve further into this topic and said:
"The top leaders of the Anti-Black and White Alliance take serial murders very seriously. If the night wanderer is allowed to continue, more innocent people will be victimized. Those who died are all Chinese and our compatriots. We must find the murderer as soon as possible."
"Why not leave it to Heaven's Punishment?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
After speaking, he saw a look of disdain in Cao Qianxiu's eyes.
"Because Heavenly Punishment doesn't want to take care of it," she said.
Tianpu doesn't want to take care of it, which is a ridiculous and realistic answer. Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and laughed, "I'm not very familiar with the first district."
Cao Qian smiled and explained:
"First of all, Tianpu has always been unwilling to care about the incidents in Chinatown. It doesn't matter whether it is indifferent or lazy. In short, it just doesn't care.
"Anyway, the people who died were not black and white people, and it would not form a larger public opinion. There are countless shootings and robberies in New York County every day, and only eleven people were killed in two months. This is already very mild in the eyes of God's punishment.
Moreover, wandering around at night is often a thankless job.
"Secondly, the Chinese should resolve their own affairs and do not cause trouble to them. This is a tacit understanding formed by the Chinese internal organization and natural punishment.
"If Heaven Punishment tolerates our existence, we must maintain order for Heaven Punishment. We can kill or kill them internally, but we must not hinder their stability and order."
Zhang Yuanqing said: "Okay, I have learned a lot."
This is completely different from the second district. The style of the Five Elements Alliance is that everything must be in hand. Whether it is a non-governmental organization or a spiritual family, everything must be under the management and supervision of the Five Elements Alliance. The Five Elements Alliance must have absolute authority.
right to rule.
The systems of the two major official organizations have their own advantages and disadvantages. The governance plan of the Five Elements Alliance is more stable and safer, and there will be many fewer vicious incidents. The shortcomings are the shortcomings of the system.
When you encounter injustice and power, you can only surrender, or like him, he flipped the table and dragged Cai Qinhe to death together.
The turmoil at the Tribunal is the sequelae of the flaws in the Five Elements Alliance system.
Needless to say, the shortcomings of the natural punishment system are that various organizations are chaotic and complex, there are many big and small princes, and there are evil camps. It is strange that public security can be good.
Cao Qianxiu took out her mobile phone, opened the chat software, and downloaded a document:
"Our Anti-Black and White Alliance has collected a very complete set of information and clues, all copied from the police station. Now your first assessment is here. Please use this information to deduce the suspect's next area of action.
"
Cao Qianxiu handed over the phone, her beautiful eyes flashing with anticipation.