[Leader of Tongtian Sect: Okay!]
Zhang Yuanqing replied to the message, filled with anticipation. A dozen seconds later, his phone "dinged," and the file was sent.
He eagerly opened the file and saw a one-inch photo first. The woman in the photo was about forty years old, with a refined and elegant appearance. She wasn't seductive or weak, but had a simple and capable aura.
However, she wasn't Chen Shu.
Zhang Yuanqing's first reaction was that Asano Ryo had found the wrong person. The Chen Shu in the information wasn't his mother, but someone with the same name.
"No, the features are different, but the temperament is too similar. Chen Shu is just that smug, self-righteous female powerhouse, little princess, doing things swiftly and domineeringly."
She must have disguised herself, but did an ordinary person need to disguise themselves? Even if she had some connection with The Way of the Extraordinary, she would only be a marginal figure.
Zhang Yuanqing continued to read, and immediately understood.
The information showed that Chen Shu was the professional manager of the folk organization Jishi Society, the visible helmsman, responsible for almost all of Jishi Society's external publicity and business.
Heavenly Punishment believed that Chen Shu was just a puppet on the surface, because she wasn't The Way of the Extraordinary. But Heavenly Punishment hasn't yet investigated the powerful forces behind her.
Jishi Society, the organization, has two confirmed Overlords, fourteen Saints, and several Transcendants. Just the strength exposed to the sun is already an A-level force.
On the Free Federation side, folk organizations are divided into four categories.
In order, they are A, B, C, and D. D-level forces have more than two Transcendants, mostly gangs. C-level forces have more than two Saints, mostly profitable companies. B-level forces have one level 6 Saint and multiple level 4 and 5 Saints, mostly small capital and consortia.
A-level forces have one or more Overlords.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the information over and over again, and only one thought echoed in his mind, "Is this my mom? Is this really my mom? It's probably just someone with the same name, right."
My mom couldn't be so awesome!!
In the restaurant, people were noisy and bustling. Guests came in and out. Zhang Yuanqing sat in the corner, stunned for a long time.
This was different from what he thought. In his concept, his mother was a wanderer who took the clone that could revive his dead father overseas to avoid enemies.
With her intelligence, business acumen, and knowledge of The Way of the Extraordinary she learned from her deceased husband, she successfully contacted the world of The Way of the Extraordinary in a relatively open-minded area, and her business was doing well.
Essentially, she was just an ordinary person.
But the Chen Shu in the information wasn't a marginal figure at all. She was simply a big figure among The Way of the Extraordinary in Jingxiao, the leader of a bandit den.
Fortunately, Zhang Yuanqing was the kind of old driver who wouldn't panic when something happened, so he would post to Moments first. He quickly calmed down and began to imagine.
Chen Shu must be an ordinary person, there's no doubt about that. She's not The Way of the Extraordinary either. Palace Master wouldn't hide it from me. The Heavenly Punishment's definition of the information is accurate.
"Mom is an ordinary person, she couldn't have built a large organization. There must be someone supporting her behind the scenes. To be able to support an A-level organization, it must be an official or evil camp. What connections does she have externally?
"I know, it's you, President. This is an easy conclusion to draw. President meets almost all the conditions. He is the strongman behind Chen Shu. Chen Shu is just his spokesperson."
In addition, Zhang Yuanqing also remembered one thing. Fu Xue once told him that the folk organization Jishi Society in the Free Federation was preparing to sponsor him, but Zhang Yuanqing decisively refused.
Was Mom trying to give him pocket money?
Fu Xue and Mom actually know each other, the world is really small. Zhang Yuanqing exited the chat software, and then opened the Bounty Hunter app, looking for tasks related to Jishi Society in the silver and bronze bounty lists.
This organization is a bit low-key. He couldn't find any relevant tasks after searching for a long time. But he accidentally saw a bounty related to himself: Investigate the murderer of the Rooster Bar murder case.
Is this a task issued by Heavenly Punishment, or the Biological Alchemy Society? Unfortunately, I can't accept silver-level tasks yet, otherwise I could play a wave of self-harm. Zhang Yuanqing put away his phone and got up to go to the cashier: "Check out."
In the afternoon, he took on two tasks, one was debt collection, and the other was to clean up the black gang forces in a certain street in Quins District.
Zhang Yuanqing was deducted two hundred points of morality by Lingjing after killing the gang members.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the taxi he was riding in was stuck in traffic during rush hour.
"It's too congested, even more congested than Songhai. I knew I shouldn't have taken a taxi. It took half an hour to drive five kilometers. The bladder quality of New Covenant County office workers is very high!" Zhang Yuanqing thought, fortunately my bladder is not bad either.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the taxi finally arrived in Chinatown and drove into the main road.
On the way, Zhang Yuanqing saw several police cars and an ambulance parked on the side of the road, as well as a large number of Chinese people standing and watching, mixed with black and white chocolate.
Did a fight break out? Zhang Yuanqing lowered the car window and looked outside.
Because of the traffic congestion, the taxi was moving slowly. He happened to see two police officers carrying a stretcher out of a building. The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, revealing a bluish-black arm.
Huh? This is a sign of corpse transformation. Zhang Yuanqing immediately frowned. As a Night Wanderer, zombies and vengeful spirits are within his domain.
The corpse on the stretcher was surrounded by resentment, and Yin energy was stagnant in the flesh. If the resentment was not removed and the Yin energy was eliminated, it would turn into a Yin corpse in three days.
Is someone refining Yin corpses in Chinatown? The ambulance and food truck gradually fell behind, and Zhang Yuanqing retracted his gaze, not paying attention anymore.
"Di di~"
Zhang Yuanqing entered the password and returned home. He saw Annie, wearing yoga clothes, sitting on a soft cushion in the living room performing a split, tempering her body's flexibility.
The love profession also occasionally requires combat. It is necessary to keep the body active through exercise.
"Leader, have you eaten yet?" Annie puffed out her chest, deliberately stretching her body, her face full of: "Look at me, look at me quickly."
Annie has been working hard to create an ambiguous atmosphere, so that Primordial Lord and herself can spark the flowers of love. But the current Primordial Lord is not what he used to be, he can easily manipulate emotions and calm desires.
Her charm ability was suppressed, and she was helpless.
Sure enough, Zhang Yuanqing was immune to her seduction, and said with the attitude of a domineering CEO!
"Annie, you pick a charity tomorrow and help me donate one million Federal currency. I killed a group of black gang members today, and two hundred morality points are gone."
After speaking, he entered the bedroom, locked the door, closed the window, Zhang Yuanqing put his phone upright on the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, and dialed Guan Ya's video call.
The video rang for more than ten seconds, and Guan Ya slowly connected, soaking in the bathtub, revealing her milky smooth fragrant shoulders, her eyes fixed on the camera.
"Your face is not good-looking, I want to see Primordial Lord." She frowned.
Zhang Yuanqing changed back to his own face and smiled, "Do you miss me?"
Guan Ya smiled and said, "I can't miss you, all I see are mosaic scenes!
She changed to a comfortable posture,趴趴趴 on the edge of the bathtub, and hummed, "Stinky boy, why haven't you made a video in so many days? Are you lingering in the love profession in New Covenant County?"
Zhang Yuanqing told her about his experiences in the past few days, talked about the bounty hunter's tasks, and talked about the landlord's family. Guan Ya hung up after chatting for half an hour when she was about to take a shower.
While the real girlfriend was taking a shower, Zhang Yuanqing dialed the magic aunt's video call again.
In the video, Xiao Yuan, with a fair face and bright features, appeared in Zhang Yuanqing's sight.
She is mature and aloof, her charm remains the same, but there is a touch of sadness between her eyebrows, like a lilac after the rain.
The destruction of the hotel team, like a wound that is difficult to heal, remained in her heart.
"At this time, we should thank time, because I miss you but I don't dare to miss you." Zhang Yuanqing's tone and eyes were both gentle.
Xiao Yuan's voice was light and weak, "What?
"Because when I miss you, all I see are mosaic scenes." Zhang Yuanqing said.
That cold and fair face suddenly melted like spring snow, with a touch of tenderness.
"How is it going abroad?" Xiao Yuan is not Guan Ya after all, she can't drift with him.
Zhang Yuanqing repeated the daily life he had just told Bai, one by one.
Xiao Yuan listened patiently, and after he finished speaking, she also told her lover about her recent situation. She and Kou Beiyue are now living in Songhai and have become Fu Qingyang's informants.
They are now avengers in the shadows, tracking the traces of the Southern Sect and the Dark Night Rose.
"Bei Yue has become a lot calmer and more silent. I am very happy to see him grow up; although it is in this way." Xiao Yuan sighed softly.
After chatting for more than ten minutes, the video call ended in Zhang Yuanqing's affectionate confession. Finally, he made a video call to Palace Master Zhisha.
Unlike Guan Ya and Xiao Yuan, the call was answered in seconds. Zhang Yuanqing saw a red dress appearing on the screen. The Palace Master was staring at the camera, holding her cheek and bending her eyes.
"Wow, I was just about to call you, do we have a heart-to-heart connection?" Zhang Yuanqing squinted at the crescent moon under the mask, and hummed, "Palace Master, let's not beat around the bush, I know you want to sleep with me." After finishing speaking, without giving the Palace Master a chance to continue teasing him, he said,
"That teleportation scroll of yours, was it not given by the demigod president of the Merchant Guild?"
"It was given by your mom." The Palace Master admitted generously.
"It was given by my mom, who is she the mother of?" Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice.
"I have been investigating Chen Shu recently, and I have some clues. Let me ask you, when my headache broke out, Chen Shu took me abroad to see a doctor, did she ask the Merchant Guild for help?
The Palace Master smiled and said, "You already have the answer yourself."
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and said, "So the behind-the-scenes owner of Jishi Society, which Chen Shu manages, is the president of the Merchant Guild."
The Palace Master nodded.
Zhang Yuanqi sighed: "I understand"
So his mother knew Mr. Bill of the Merchant Guild, so Mr. Bill has always been kind to him, and the perfect human skin was also sold to him by Bill."
Thinking about it now, it is indeed unreasonable. At that time, although he had already begun to show his talent, he was only a Transcendant realm after all. Even if the Merchant Guild wanted to invest in him, it was impossible to directly invest in a causal prop.
The president is not only an old acquaintance with Zhang Zizhen, but also Chen Shu's boss.
The origins between the Merchant Guild and his family are deeper than imagined.
Three days passed in a flash.
Other people's mornings are awakened by alarm clocks, and Zhang Yuanqing's mornings are awakened by the landlord's quarrel.
Lifting the quilt, he walked barefoot to the balcony, only to find that he had forgotten to close the window last night.
Zhang Yuanqing poked his head out and saw the landlord arguing with the owner and proprietress of the breakfast shop downstairs. She was able to handle the two of them with ease. She was wearing a nightgown, akimbo, and her spit-flying style was a beautiful scenery in Chinatown.
This was the fourth time Zhang Yuanqing saw the landlord arguing with the neighbors. At first, he would pay attention to the reason for the quarrel, but later he found that the landlord did not need a reason to quarrel at all.
If she was in a bad mood, she would come out. Cao Chao and Cao Qianxiu, who were wearing school uniforms, stood aside eating melons and watching their mother dominate the world.
Occasionally, someone would pass by, linger for a while, and add a few words to liven up the atmosphere.
At this time, Cao Qianxiu raised her head and looked at Zhang Yuanqing.
She lowered her head, took out her phone, and edited a message.
A few seconds later, Zhang Yuanqing's phone dinged. He went back to the bedside, picked it up and took a look.
[Cao Qianxiu: At eight o'clock tonight, I will take you to do a trial task. If you pass the assessment, you will be a member of the Anti-Black and White Alliance. Remember to push everything back. I will tell you the content of the assessment when I come back from school.]