Since the department's joint Commission ended, Chen Chuan temporarily stopped taking on any Commissions and also put aside matters at the Company for the time being. He simply strengthened his Martial Combat training at the Academy.
Another ten days or so passed, reaching the last day of November.
Because the Commission reward had been issued in early November, he had called ahead, and today at noon, he would have a meal with the team members at Du Yi Hotel, and by the way, distribute the money. It was almost the end of the year, so this matter could not be delayed.
However, just before preparing to leave, he received a call from Bureau Chief Lei .
"He Nan and I have set the wedding date for the fifteenth of next month. It will only be a banquet for a few close relatives and friends. The invitation will be sent to Classmate Chen today. You must come then."
Chen Chuan knew that someone with Bureau Chief Lei's status was always being watched by cultists in the dark, so the Secret Cult Investigation Bureau, even as a violent institution, usually had almost no presence in government agencies.
And for the safety of his family and friends, his wedding was destined to be impossible to hold in a big way. It was also impossible to gather his subordinates, so he could only try to keep a low profile.
He said, "Congratulations, Bureau Chief Lei. I will definitely be there then."
Bureau Chief Lei said, "Ying's body is much better now. I told him about you, and he has always wanted to meet you and thank you, Big Brother."
Chen Chuan thought of that Young man . It was really fortunate that he was able to survive among the cultists.Bureau Chief Lei also said, "This time, a senior from the Central City Review Bureau will come, and I will introduce you to him by the way. It will be helpful to you in the future."
Chen Chuan said, "Thank you, Bureau Chief Lei."
"Don't be polite. Compared to the help you gave Ying, this is nothing."
Chen Chuan thought for a while and said, "Bureau Chief Lei, after the last Commission, I have always wanted to ask one thing."
Bureau Chief Lei said, "You're asking about the whereabouts of the person who set up the ritual, right? We tracked the hot air balloon after it landed, but we couldn't find anyone. I later guessed that the real mastermind was likely hiding on the train at the time."
"On the train..."
Chen Chuan turned his thoughts and asked, "Did the person caught on the train confess anything?"
Bureau Chief Lei said, "He is just a Secret Cult member responsible for cooperation. According to his confession, he himself was only hired. We confirmed that he was telling the truth, but there is nothing to worry about. After the ritual is activated, even if you don't actively do anything, those patterns and materials will disappear after a period of time.
Without the cooperation of material resources and manpower, it is impossible for him to set up such a large ritual again. Our Review Bureau can handle that kind of ritual."
Chen Chuan nodded. Although Secret Rituals can achieve many mysterious effects, in most cases, a lot of time needs to be spent on preliminary preparations.
The person was able to do that because he had previously received help from Molan Company. Without the support of this kind of power, it is almost impossible to repeat the previous events.
The two chatted for a few more words and then hung up the phone.
Chen Chuan could feel that Bureau Chief Lei had been Guiding him towards the Secret Cult direction. This introduction to the senior from the Secret Cult Bureau may also be for this reason.
However, although he was interested in mysterious things, only Martial Arts could truly strengthen himself. Since he had chosen this path, he would firmly continue on it and would not lean towards others.
He tidied up again, straightened his attire, and pushed the door out. He went downstairs to the dormitory and rode his bicycle towards Du Yi Hotel.
Because the Company meetings had ended at this time, and the Resistance Organization was almost wiped out, the city center area was already safe. After he arrived, the team members also arrived one after another.
As usual, money was distributed before starting to eat.
Being able to get a large reward before the end of the year and also improve personal Evaluation, everyone was very happy.
Wei Chang'an stood up with his glass and said sincerely, "Chen Chuan, thanks to your few missions, Brother Wei, I am now a Senior Agent. I don't have to look at the Company's face anymore. I want to toast you."
Chen Chuan picked up his glass, touched it with him, and smiled, "Then I really have to congratulate Brother Wei."
Everyone also raised their glasses to congratulate him.
The personal Evaluation of high-level Commissions is high, and you can get higher rewards. It is also easier to deal with Government Agencies and even large companies. Some Senior Agents have de facto power in their hands because they are long-term employed by certain departments, and their identity and status are completely different from before.
It was indeed something to celebrate that Wei Chang'an could get it at this age.
Wei Chang'an sat down after toasting with everyone. At this time, Cai Si beside him said, "Have you heard the broadcast these days? For several days in a row, there has been extensive publicity about the new Mayor's assumption of office and the elimination of the Resistance Organization. It's a pity that although we did this, we can't say it."
The broadcast did not mention the names of Chen Chuan and his team members this time. Several departments had greeted them in advance. The focus of this matter was to restore the public's trust in the current official institutions, so they did not mention them, but instead issued a little more remuneration.
Feng Qi muttered, "Isn't it good to distribute more remuneration? Compared to fame, I would rather get more money."
Chen Chuan said, "In fact, even if they didn't say it, I would have asked for it this way, because the Resistance Organization will not disappear just because these people are eliminated. They use any means and never have any scruples in doing things.
For the safety of everyone, we should try not to expose ourselves as much as possible. Moreover, as far as I know, an important figure in it has escaped, and his whereabouts are currently unknown."
Ding Liao deeply agreed and interjected, "That's right, as long as this world is still like this, the Resistance Organization will definitely exist. It's just that the fire above is extinguished, and the sparks below are still there. Who knows when it will rise up, so it's better to be careful."
Luo Kaiyuan said at this time, "Some of them may have been forced."
Feng Qi said, "Anyway, I don't like them. One time, an explosion was only a few dozen meters away from my house. I knew an old uncle next door who could weave grasshoppers to amuse children, and he was buried there."
Wei Chang'an raised his glass again and smiled, "Anyway, most of the Resistance Organization has been wiped out, and Molan Company has also fallen. It's worth celebrating. Come, let's all have another drink together."
Everyone also raised their glasses.
While they were having dinner, Cheng Zitong was coming out of the principal's office. He looked at the list in his hand, his face full of excitement.
He quickly returned to his office and immediately called Chen Chuan , but no one answered, and he remembered that this student might have gone out for dinner today.
He put down the phone, thought for a while, heyed, took out a copy of the list, stuffed it into his briefcase, then went downstairs and drove directly to Lakeside Villa.
After getting out of the car, he took off his decorative Sunglasses, stood in front of the gate for a while, and strode in.
"Old Qian , is my senior brother in?"
"Yes," the gatekeeper replied.
"He's probably teaching his disciples at this time, right? Okay, I'll go find him myself."
Cheng Zitong walked into the courtyard. He glanced at the student practicing boxing in the waterside pavilion. Qiao Linhu was drinking tea in the living room, looking outside from time to time, looking very satisfied.
He walked over, took out the list from his briefcase, and slapped it in front of Qiao Linhu with a "pa" sound.
Qiao Linhu was startled, looked up at him in surprise, and frowned at the list. "What is this?"
"What is this? The Central City Headquarters enrollment quota!"
Cheng Zitong patted the list several times with his hand. "This is my student. I am his guiding teacher , Senior Brother, can you believe it?"
Qiao Linhu was silent for a while. After seeing Chen Chuan overturn the Mutual Aid Society, he felt something was wrong. He slowly said, "Everything must be free from arrogance and impatience, and cannot be quick to achieve success..."
Cheng Zitong pulled out the briefcase again, and with a "pa" sound, he slapped a certificate of something on the table. "This is the Weapon Permit that my student passed!"
"Students need to be tempered. Blindly raising them will only make them lose their self-control..."
With a "pa" sound, Cheng Zitong slapped another certificate on the table. "This is my student's Armor Permit!"
"...Even if there is a little achievement..."
With a "pa" sound, Cheng Zitong slapped another certificate down, pointing at it: "This is my student's Unlimited Self-Defense Permit, Level B Certificate!"
Qiao Linhu's voice suddenly got stuck, and he sat there sullenly while grabbing his beard, because no amount of words could compare to this Unlimited Self-Defense Permit.
Da Shun is very strict in this regard, otherwise so many recommended students would not have to take the Level C Certificate first, and then try to get the Level B Certificate. This is recognition from the national level, and any verbal defenses are pale and powerless in front of this thing. They are all nonsense.
Cheng Zitong's eyes were slightly red. "My student doesn't need to abide by any bullshit old ways, nor does he need others to use the old rules to bind him, nor does he need to walk the path arranged for him by others. He can rely on himself to blaze this path!"
His voice overshadowed the entire courtyard, and even the followers in front and the student who was practicing boxing could hear clearly, but the surroundings were quiet, as if the chirping of insects and birds had disappeared for a while.
"The old man always thinks that only his path is the right path, but it doesn't mean that everyone has to take this path, and his words are not golden rules. I said, I came out, and I can walk back by myself. Now my student is going back for me. The old man has taught so many students over the years, just take one over..."
Cheng Zitong patted the table hard. "Put it here, put it in my student's position, which one of them can pat their chest and do what my student has done and achieve the achievements my student has achieved? Which one, is there any? Stand out and let me see!"
Qiao Linhu listened to him for a while and slowly said, "Junior Brother, don't forget, my student can also go to Central City. It's not just your student who can go there!"
"That will have to wait two years, right?"
"...Yes."
"My student..."
"Alright!"
Qiao Linhu shouted. He was not in the mood to listen anymore. He only heard how Cheng Zitong bragged and praised, and the more he listened, the more annoyed he became.
He slapped the table and stood up, "Junior Brother, let me tell you, the old way has guides, seniors to take care of you, fellow disciples to help you, and students behind to support you. Have you ever thought about it? Your student will not have any of these things when he gets there. How far can he go?"
Cheng Zitong was not worried at all. He looked at Qiao Linhu for a while, smiled, put on his decorative Sunglasses, and walked out, saying as he walked, "That's my student. I have confidence in him. Oh, by the way..."
He turned his head, "Senior Brother, I just like to see you with this stubborn look. Keep it up, I'm leaving..." Saying that, he waved his hand and swaggered out.
In the waterside pavilion, the student was originally practicing boxing. When the two were talking, he couldn't help but prick up his ears, but as he listened, he suddenly found Qiao Linhu standing expressionlessly in front of him, and couldn't help but shudder.
"You can't even practice one stance well, which means you haven't practiced it into your bones yet. Practice it a hundred more times for me."
"Yes, Master." The student cried out in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything at this time, and honestly continued to practice.
Qiao Linhu watched from the side, but felt a burst of suffocation in his heart. He remembered that Cheng Zitong had been coming here to praise his disciple for some time. How did he change his temperament? It turned out that he was waiting for him here.
He was careless.
He looked at the disciple in front of him, who originally looked pleasing to the eye, but now, no matter how he looked at him, he was lacking.
He has to practice, he has to continue to practice harder!
Cheng Zitong walked outside, let out a long breath, and felt that the air today was really good, so cheerful, so comfortable.
He looked back at the door and said to Old Qian , "Tell Senior Brother that I will come again tomorrow. Tell him to leave an extra bowl of rice." Saying that, he got into the car leisurely and drove away in a while.