"Oh, I see. I’m indeed new here."
Xu Shu nodded, understanding.
These people were ticulous in their dealings, always maintaining a one-way communication from superiors to subordinates. Breaking through using just one informant was highly unlikely.
Moreover, there were likely many similar groups of individuals, who were actively engaged in various residential areas, bought off by the White Emperor Army with money; leveraging their status as locals to secretly promote Esoteric Buddhism and then collecting rewards from the White Emperor Army.
As for what followed, they didn’t involve themselves at all, so torturing them was pointless.
Realizing this, Xu Shu knew that pursuing this matter further would be aningless. All the leads would break off at the Heroic Society.
Since that was the case...
Xu Shu patted the man’s shoulder and said, "Co with for a bit."
"Ah? My lord?" The man gasped, his body involuntarily soaring into the air, grabbed by Xu Shu as if he was picking up a chicken.
Upon entering, the space was a small room of less than thirty square ters. The high and low beds on both sides were quite ssy; a family was eating an almost oil-less dinner. Two elderly people were bowing in worship to a white curtain filled with symbols, muttering sothing.
Seeing Xu Shu co in, they were all initially startled, then their gaze fell upon the man, and then at Xu Shu holding him.
A middle-aged woman exclaid in shock, "Mr. Zhou? Is this, the Divine Envoy, here to baptize us?"
Seeing this, Xu Shu grinned and said, "Yes, a Divine Envoy? Bullshit! You’ve all been deceived by the Cult, you know."
"Ah?" The family heard this but showed a resolute expression instead and said,
"Mr. Zhou, is this the trial from the Lord you spoke of?"
"Divine Envoy, please rest assured, our faith in the Lord is very strong! We definitely won’t tell anyone our business. They are all sinners; only we have seen the hope of salvation!"
"We pray every day, just hoping to join the Divine Kingdom and receive the Lord’s care!"
They spoke with conviction, their expressions earnest.
Only the middle-aged man showed a hint of different emotion in his eyes.
Xu Shu’s lip twitched.
Damn, no wonder it’s a Cult, this brainwashing ability is off the charts.
He couldn’t be bothered to say more, grabbed Mr. Zhou’s neck, and twisted it into a pretzel right in front of the family, blood splashing down onto their faces, the table, and inside the steaming food.
"See? This is what happens when you believe in a Cult! Listen up, all of you. Besides the Dawn Church, all gods in this world are fucking evil, out for your lives, got it?" Xu Shu threw the body on the floor, incidentally doing so propaganda for the Archbishop.
At this, the entire family’s expression froze.
The male head of the house jumped up ecstatically, "See, see? What did I say? I told you this wasn’t right, and you didn’t believe !"
The others ignored him, and started wailing mournfully, "Waah! Why? We just wanted to enter the Lord’s Divine Kingdom~"
The wails were particularly heartfelt, each cry striking the ear.
Xu Shu shook his head as he watched, turned, and left the apartnt.
—I, Xu Shu, the light of the apocalypse, help the troubled, not the foolish.
Thinking this over, Xu Shu sent a ssage to his deputy, Tang Ying, asking her to arrange for personnel at the Judgent Departnt to seal off the apartnt building and conduct a detailed search from top to bottom to see if there were any other fish like Mr. Zhou who had slipped through the net.
For the Cult matter, no need for the execution squad; the Patrol Police had specialists always handling it, Xu Shu didn’t need to waste ti on it.
"Okay ha Commander! I’ll arrange the manpower right away and handle it for you!" — Tang Ying, Second Order Assassin.
"..." Xu Shu frowned.
Wasn’t this woman a murderous assassin?
Why was her typing filled with so many tone indicators?
It’s oddly uncomfortable... She wasn’t talking like this just now...
Xu Shu made his way to a convenient hotel with a good view near the Cao Gang building, his expression strange.
The quality of this hotel was slightly better than the last one, but the soundproofing was so-so; and it was around eight or nine o’clock at night, pri ti, with fighting noises of grunts and groans echoing from upstairs and downstairs, making the whole building feel like it was shaking.
Xu Shu raised no eyebrows, unbuckled his belt, lay down on the floor, and while keeping an eye on the nearby Cao Gang headquarters, started doing sit-ups with the remaining crystals stuffed down his pants.
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