Chapter 127 Businessman

"Xiao Shun, do you think that girl's positioning is reliable?"

That night, Qin Yushi, who had been secretly investigating in Hon Hai City all day, returned to the martial arts academy and asked Zhao Yinshun with a strange expression.

The young man who had also been searching for the whole day hesitated for a while and replied unconfidently: "It should be... reliable, right?"

"But Jack Jory is not a fool. He has done such a big thing and would still stay where he is?"

"If the [sea arrest document] comes down, wouldn't he just sit there and wait for death?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun was also full of confusion.

"Hmm... maybe it's reverse thinking, the more dangerous the place, the safer it is?"

But as soon as he said this, the young man couldn't help but shake his head.

In this world with extraordinary power, unless the criminal takes the path of the [Omniscient Eye], is proficient in counter-prophecy, counter-divination, counter-positioning, and can block prying eyes and confuse the secrets of heaven, no one will be stupid enough to stay where they are!

"Is that cultist really a lunatic? Likes to appreciate the disasters he creates? I heard that many highly intelligent criminals have similar habits, and for this reason they are willing to put themselves in danger and return to the scene of the crime..."

Rubbing his chin, Zhao Yinshun murmured to himself, and suddenly thought of another possibility.

"Or... he has to stay where he is because of some special reason?"

With a shock all over his body, Qin Yushi suddenly looked at Zhao Yinshun, and a flash of light suddenly exploded in their minds.

"Promotion ceremony?!!"

They shouted out the answers in unison, and the two looked at each other, their eyes gradually becoming solemn.

Ten minutes later, when Iris arrived at the inn where she was staying, she told her her suspicions. The girl couldn't help but fell into silence for a long time.

"Theoretically, it is indeed possible, but there is a doubt in it. The cultist is crazy and cunning, not stupid. Why would he dare to stay in Hon Hai City and get promoted?"

"What if the [sea fishing document] comes down, wouldn't it be like catching a turtle in a jar?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun rolled his eyes: "Perhaps he is just betting on the time difference in the issuance of the [Sea Capture Document]!"

"Also a possibility……"

The beautiful blond girl tapped her eyebrows and smoothed her frown.

"Um...can you use the [Holy Artifact] to make a more precise positioning? Hon Hai City is not big or small, it is still very difficult to find someone in the huge crowd..."

Scratching his head, Zhao Yinshun asked tentatively.

Unfortunately, Iris shook her head without hesitation and said: "[Dead Sea Documents] are not restricted by most shielding laws, but the relative accuracy is not high. At most, it can only be located within the scope of Hon Hai City. Do you have any clues?"

"Well……"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yinshun still told Iris the information about He Yubo's investigation.

"Are you saying that after the three major families were wiped out, most of their properties were eroded by Thai and Western businessmen? Do you suspect that they are behind this?"

The blonde girl frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"This is troublesome. Many of these businessmen are members of the [Shengjin Alliance]. Their forces are intertwined and covered with protective umbrellas. Without evidence, it is difficult for us to investigate them..."

Seeing her thinking hard, Zhao Yinshun asked with a strange expression.

"Don't you want to defend them?"

"Justification? Why? Who benefits and who is suspect? Your logic is correct. They are indeed the biggest suspects?"

Iris asked back with a confused look on her face, looking at Zhao Yinshun in confusion.

"Uh... you are all Thais after all..."

Listening to the young man's meaningful words, Iris suddenly realized and sneered disdainfully.

"God loves the world. In my eyes, there is no distinction between races. We are all children of God..."

Zhao Yinshun: “…………”

I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!

"Besides, justice is justice, and evil is evil. It will not change due to changes in race. Bad people...should be punished!"

Slowly clenching her fists, Iris' eyes became determined and fierce.

"Those greedy and treacherous businessmen will do anything for money, so I have no doubt in your judgment that they can do this kind of thing!"

Seeing the girl's indignant look, Zhao Yinshun rubbed his chin and raised the corners of his mouth.

It seems that we still have some common language...

Girl, would you like to know more about [Street Lamp Pendant Appreciation Party]?

"Sigh... It's a pity that these guys who are good at taking advantage of the rules are very smart. They will not leave any evidence for themselves. It is difficult for us to have enough evidence to search them. We can only secretly..."

With a long sigh, before Iris could finish speaking, Zhao Yinshun slowly raised an evil smile.

"Evidence? What evidence? A martial artist never needs evidence when doing things!"

Turning to look at him with a swishing sound, the girl narrowed her eyes, with a hint of fear in her sharp gaze.

"Have you... been so lawless?"

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"George, hasn't he left yet?"

In the luxurious secret room, the bearded Roger Bronte lowered his voice and asked gloomily.

"Roger, relax, no one will think that he is still in Hon Hai City."

Picking up a glass of dark red wine, George Hopkins shook the glass gently, admiring the swirling red wine, and said lazily.

"But he is a time bomb. It would be better to send him away as soon as possible."

"Sigh... It's easy to invite gods, but hard to send them away. That lunatic found a descendant of the devil king from nowhere, and the plan was completely messed up..."

Taking a sip of red wine, George Hopkins shook his head and murmured with emotion.

"The [Magic Tide] in the west has ended recently. Many experts may pass by Hon Hai City. If someone suddenly gets the idea to meddle in other people's business, it doesn't matter if that guy is exposed, but don't implicate us!"

Roger Bronte complained sullenly and distractedly.

"Who could have predicted that [Magic Tide] would erupt near Hon Hai City?"

Shaking his head, George Hopkins shrugged helplessly.

"It can only be said that we are not very lucky, but it doesn't matter. Not many experts will go to a remote place like Hon Hai City. At most, they will just pass by and rest."

"I'm afraid that those decent traveling disciples who want to slay demons will have to meddle in their own business..."

"Haha, it happened more than a month ago. All the atmosphere has dissipated. They can find someone to take care of it even if they want to."

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The low-spirited discussion lasted for a long time. After more than an hour, Roger Bronte walked out of the mansion with a serious face and got into his luxurious carriage.

The clicking sound of horse hooves echoed in the middle of the night. Roger Bronte closed his eyes and meditated in the car. After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes in confusion.

Why hasn't it arrived yet?

Looking out the window, his slightly cloudy eyes suddenly shrank, realizing that this was not the road leading to his home at all.

Moreover, the carriages that were supposed to be escorting one behind the other had long since disappeared, and he was the only one left walking alone on the street...

Trembling all over, Roger Bronte subconsciously shouted: "Stop!"

However, the carriage showed no intention of slowing down and continued to gallop forward unhurriedly.

His heart tightened, Roger Bronte touched the money bag on his chest, ignored the speeding carriage, opened the door and jumped hard.

Although the [Businessman] class is not known for its physical strength, as an extraordinary person, his physical fitness is still far superior to ordinary people. Even if he jumps from a speeding carriage, he can land smoothly.

Squatting slightly to relieve the impact, Roger Bronte looked up and watched the carriage disappear into the darkness, and quietly began to observe his surroundings.

The dark streets were surrounded by dim fog, and the whole world was silent, as if he was the only one left.

Damin Formation?

Or a special field?

With thoughts flickering in his mind, Roger Bronte forced himself to calm down, reached out and took out his wallet, and smiled reluctantly.

"I don't know which friend was joking with me. I thought we could make a deal."

The voice triggered the rules, and extraordinary power spread out. Zhao Yinshun, who was originally hidden in the darkness, couldn't help but step forward, revealing his figure.

Looking at the short figure shrouded in black robes, Roger Brontë narrowed his eyes, looking up and down like a fox.

After a moment of stalemate, Roger Brontë took the initiative to speak.

"I don't know whether you are seeking wealth or..."

Before he finished speaking, the short figure hidden under the hood suddenly raised his head, and his facial features shrouded in shadow were blurred. Only the vast and terrifying eyes released a dark divine light, like a dark abyss, which was about to open.

All human souls are sucked in.

"Where's Jack Jory?"
To be continued...