Chapter 20 Years of arduous training, fear of interrogation

“Quick! There’s a problem with cold storage room number three!”

“Block the streets! That guy ran into Wanlijin’s territory next door!”

“The bartender is dead! Report this immediately! The bartender and the guards are all dead! The cold storage is fine!”

Outside the pub, groups of men and women in green sweatshirts ran back and forth, shouting.

More than a dozen drones equipped with automatic machine guns patrolled above the building, the noise of their engines piercing Wang Jixuan’s eardrums.

He was not far from the tavern at that moment.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Wang Jixuan first pretended to flee, then returned and found a seemingly normal house near the tavern. He hid in a wardrobe in a corner room of a two-story building and activated his spiritual senses to the maximum.

The noisy shouts from the street gradually faded into the distance;

The area around the tavern gradually quieted down.

Wang Jixuan quickly formed hand seals, his fingertips glowing with a faint golden light, leaving intricate traces in the dim space.

A crumpled talisman slowly unfurled before him, and in the center of the talisman, a three-inch-tall, semi-transparent figure stared in disbelief at everything.

Fresh living souls often only require simple cooking… This is a bit too much like demonic cultivation.

The spirit was flashing incessantly due to extreme shock and tension.

Wang Jixuan said in his mind, “I’ll ask you a question, and you’ll answer it.”

The spirit of Koun-cho still flickers.

I’m still in shock.

Wang Jixuan wasn’t in a hurry.

This soul is controlled by the talisman and cannot lie in front of him. Later, all that is needed is to get this guy to talk, and the interrogation, which is what he is least good at, can be easily accomplished.

He closed his eyes and waited patiently for a while, quietly sensing the changes in the atmosphere of the surrounding environment.

Five people live in this two-story building: two elderly people, two children, and a young woman. They are probably a family, and they are in a tense mood because of the chaos on the street.

A family of five or six people shared a small building, which was considered an exceptionally good environment in the entire fortress.

Wang Jixuan speculated that someone in this family must be the leader of the Black Fire Gang, or a gang member who had made meritorious contributions; they formed a stark contrast to the humans in the Resurrection City who lived in cramped, pigeon-cage-like spaces and had barcodes around their necks.

Having received no response from the soul before him for a long time, Wang Jixuan frowned slightly, his sword finger twitching gently, and a small flame bloomed from his fingertip, burning onto the Soul-Capturing Talisman.

The talisman remained undamaged, but the translucent soul was filled with the firelight.

“ah–“

Just half a minute later.

The spirit of Guwen Town knelt in the center of the Soul-Capturing Talisman, its eyes lifeless as it murmured:

“Spare me, spare me, please, just let me die…”

“Where is your gang leader?” Wang Jixuan asked.

“The leader? The boss?” Gu Wenting cried out in a trembling voice, “I…I don’t know.”

“I don’t know?” A tiny flame appeared at Wang Jixuan’s fingertip.

“I really don’t know!”

Kouncho screamed in terror:

“In our Blackfire Gang, only the top six members and Big Mouth Hua know where the BOSS is! Because Big Mouth Hua is the BOSS’s younger brother! I’m just a small fry guarding the warehouse!”

“If that’s the case…”

Wang Jixuan pondered for a moment:

“Then tell me what you know about your gang’s core members, what kind of gang affairs they are responsible for, and where they often appear.”

The spirit of Koun-cho nodded hastily: “Okay! I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything!”

Wang Jixuan calmly pulled out a prescription book and a ballpoint pen from his jacket pocket and quickly wrote down the information he had heard.

Before entering the Gathering Spirit Realm, a cultivator’s memory will not show significant improvement.

As he listened, Wang Jixuan began to sense that something was amiss.

After Gu Wenting finished speaking, Wang Jixuan asked in bewilderment, “What kind of business does your Black Fire Gang do? How come you have such a close relationship with Shangcheng?”

“Don’t you know? Organ trading is our main business, as are blood products.”

Ko Onmachi smiled bitterly and said:

“The purpose of our Downtown Gang is to serve the Uptown and the Fortress…”

Wang Jixuan didn’t care much about this complicated issue, as it had little to do with him.

He then asked, “What’s in the cold storage under the tavern? Are there any treasures related to the Blade Beast?”

“I was only responsible for guarding the gate and keeping watch. All I knew was that there was a large quantity of biological materials here for the Thirteenth Institute… and some doctors who were being controlled…”

Wang Jixuan was still unwilling to give up: “How does your gang leader usually contact you?”

“I really, really can’t get in touch with him…”

Koun-cho spoke in a trembling voice, his spirit beginning to sob and clutch his head.

Wang Jixuan frowned in thought.

He now only wants to find the Blackfire Gang’s boss to settle his karmic debts and then focus on his cultivation, but progress is not going very smoothly.

According to Gu Wenting, the Blackfire Gang’s boss only summons the highest-ranking members periodically, and most of the time it’s a video conference.

Even if Wang Jixuan captures the third and fourth figures of the Black Fire Gang, there’s no guarantee that the boss won’t hide in the upper city.

As expected, a cunning rabbit has three burrows.

“Come on, don’t waste the last bit of your soul power. This talisman can only keep you alive for three more days. After three days, your soul will be reduced to ashes.”

Wang Jixuan settled for second best:

“Tell me the location and quantity of your experts, snipers, and various high-powered weapons.”

“Don’t force me to torture you anymore. After all, I’m not some kind of demon. Your behavior is actually putting some pressure on my Dao heart.”

The spirit of Kouncho opened its mouth.

Is this human language?

Was he being tormented, or was he in the wrong?

He only has three days to live?

A hint of despair appeared in Hun’er’s eyes.

Flames erupted from Wang Jixuan’s fingertips once more, but in his heart he was already thinking about how to coax this minor leader of the Black Fire Gang. A combination of kindness and severity was the right approach.

“Stop burning it! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything, okay?!”

The spirit of Kouncho smiled bitterly.

He had received rigorous training in counter-interrogation.

But having one’s soul dragged out and burned… that’s definitely not part of their training curriculum!

…

The entire city of resurrection is about the size of a small town with 10,000 people.

The riots sparked by the tavern attack quickly spread to the territory of the neighboring gang, 【Wanlijin】. The two gangs, which were already at odds, began to engage in sporadic firefights.

This is how gangs handle problems: if you’re not satisfied, they’ll fight first and talk later. The thing the gangsters in the city are least afraid of is losing members.

Using the cover of dark areas, Wang Jixuan easily slipped out of the City of Resurrection.

He circled halfway along the Blackfire Gang’s territory, found a gap in their defenses, and sneaked back into the City of Rebirth right under the noses of several guards in green sweatshirts.

Wang Jixuan’s plan was simple.

Since Guwen Town, a minor leader, couldn’t find the whereabouts of the Blackfire Gang’s boss;

He would then use this minor leader to find the top-ranking members of the Black Fire Gang whose numbers were in the single digits… By following this trail, he would eventually be able to take down the Black Fire Gang’s boss.

Wang Jixuan’s target at this moment was Wen Heisen, the third-in-command of the Black Fire Gang, nicknamed “Giant Bone Fish”.

The “giant bone fish” Wen Heisen, mentioned by the ancient town of Guwen, is a short, unremarkable old man who has lived for many years in the five-story spire in the southeast of the City of Rebirth.

The spire is the Blackfire Gang’s command center.

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The spire reached the ceiling of the forty-ninth floor of the fortress, and below the spire was a huge sphere containing a biological radar.

When activated, this radar can scan all living organisms within a certain area and lock onto and track up to three hundred individual organisms.

Gu Wen Town speculated that now that the Blackfire Gang had just run into trouble, “Giant Bone Fish” Wen Heisen would most likely be sitting in the command room on the third floor of the dispatch center.

“Wen Heisen is always very responsible in his work. He is ruthless and decisive, yet principled. Everyone respects him. He is one of the key figures in our Blackfire Gang. He definitely knows where the BOSS is.”

Gu Wenting’s voice resonated in Wang Jixuan’s heart.

This old soul was sealed in a soul-capturing talisman by Wang Jixuan, and could be packed away in a shallow pocket.

Kouncho said in a trembling voice, “You promised to let me possess his body. God wouldn’t deceive his weak followers, right?”

“I always keep my word.”

Wang Jixuan slightly pursed the corners of his mouth.

He will have the soul of Kooncho find a body to fulfill his promise, and then directly kill the new body.

Is this considered lying? It’s called “all’s fair in war.”

Having directly experienced the power of a sniper rifle using his Qi Refining Realm body, Wang Jixuan dared not be careless in the slightest.

Even though the spirit of Guwen Town couldn’t lie and fully revealed the defensive flaws of the spire, Wang Jixuan still observed the spire for nearly two hours before officially starting the operation.

The spire was not heavily guarded.

These gangs are just makeshift operations.

According to Wang Jixuan’s spiritual perception, there were fifty or sixty gangsters inside the spire.

On the rooftops of the three- or four-story buildings surrounding the spire, there were four groups of thugs on guard, and searchlights that were not fully turned on were scattered around.

Gunshots and explosions suddenly rang out in the distance.

“They’re fighting! The Wanlijin gang is fighting!”

Gu Wenting’s voice echoed in Wang Jixuan’s heart, and he even felt a little excited:

“They might send reinforcements here, what a great opportunity!”

Wang Jixuan nodded and continued to wait patiently.

Two groups of thugs were simultaneously transferred from the rooftop and left in cars covered with thick skin, which gave him the perfect opportunity to infiltrate.

Using the darkness between these low buildings, Wang Jixuan moved like a hawk, successfully approaching the north side of the spire and lying down against the low wall of a small building’s roof.

The huge beam of light from the spire searchlight swept over Wang Jixuan’s head.

He held his breath, silently counted to three, flipped over, and lunged forward. The Divine Speed ​​Talisman shone brightly, filling his feet with energy. His body darted out diagonally like a cheetah, landing precisely below the ventilation duct opening on the second floor of the spire. Using the toes of his left foot for leverage, he used both hands to forcefully pull open the duct, easily squeezing into the ventilation duct.

“This is it! This ventilation duct leads to the storage room on the second floor, which is very close to the only elevator! I helped design this place! I know all the routes!”

Kouncho said quickly:

“If we’re lucky, we might find some clothes. I also have the access code for this place!”

“Can I really replace Wenhesen?”

The old man’s voice sounded a little uneasy.

This was the only glimmer of light he could grasp in his despair.

“Um.”

Wang Jixuan simply responded, his body moving like a gecko, silently darting forward through the ventilation duct made of cement pipes.

Gu Wenting exclaimed, “You truly are a god! Only a god can manipulate human souls at will! Then why can’t you just find our BOSS and kill him? Isn’t a god omniscient and omnipotent?”

Wang Jixuan did not respond further.

The path was clear, and Wang Jixuan was lucky; he found two dirty green sweatshirts in the storage room.

Wang Jixuan spent a long time calming down his Dao heart before he finally gritted his teeth and put the thing on.

The smell made Wang Jixuan feel really uncomfortable.

The only way up and down the spire is by an elevator. To prevent the headquarters from being attacked, there are no stairs. An emergency exit is reserved inside the elevator shaft, and the elevator is equipped with monitoring and scanning equipment.

Everyone entering the elevator must enter a constantly changing access password based on a fixed database if they are not on the monitoring system’s whitelist; otherwise, an alarm will be triggered.

Carrying a mop and a bucket, Wang Jixuan walked calmly down the circular corridor on the second floor. He nodded naturally to the Black Fire Gang thugs playing cards in the corner before standing in front of the elevator.

The elevator was rising from the first floor, and Wang Jixuan casually pressed the up button.

He had already learned this basic common sense in Mu Liang’s memory.

Wang Jixuan knew that his operation to raid the enemy’s main camp had reached its most dangerous moment.

In the worst-case scenario, if the ‘bartender’ tries to take him down with him, enters the elevator and falls silent, refusing to give him the access code, he will be surrounded and attacked by more than eighty gangsters.

In short, prepare for a tough fight; there shouldn’t be any snipers inside the spire.

Thump, thump!

His heartbeat was strangely slow, and his previously calm senses suddenly began to race!

bite!

The elevator doors slowly opened, and an elderly man with a tired face, no more than 1.6 meters tall, and short silver hair appeared in front of Wang Jixuan, accompanied by two burly men in green tracksuits carrying rifles.

Wang Jixuan’s gaze met the other person’s gaze.

He sensed the mottled aura emanating from the strong old man’s body.

Monk?

A psionicist?

The old man’s tired eyes suddenly lit up!

He stared intently at Wang Jixuan, as if trying to recognize his face. His aura began to surge, and his gray suit instantly tightened.

Just as the old man was about to shout and clench his fist to strike, Wang Jixuan preemptively kicked him in!