64: Chapter 64: Dart Bureau 64: Chapter 64: Dart Bureau The positive energy of a person can be transmitted, and negative emotions also have the sa contagious attributes.
The group of six people had just stepped through the main gate of the Fuwei Escort Agency, and their joyful mood, initially gained from their privileged treatnt, was affected by the gloomy atmosphere within the agency and beca heavy.
There were a decent number of people inside the large Fuwei Escort Agency, however, their faces showed no sign of vitality.
Each person looked terrified, sorrowful, desperate, and full of negative emotions.
Under the influence of these emotions, the entire atmosphere of the agency beca stagnant, as if the sky could collapse at any mont.
The only exception was a handso youth tied to a flagpole in the courtyard.
He was very fair and had a certain charm to his looks.
Looking at him was almost impeccable.
Just like him, if he wanted to enter the entertainnt industry, even without acting skills, he could earn billions just by his good looks.
Despite appearing frail, at this mont, the youth demonstrated an uncommon bravery, superior to all others present.
Even though he was tied to the flagpole, he was yelling at the middle-aged man in front of him, “Father!
Let go, I’m going to fight those bastards!
They not only murder people, but they also keep cursing and shouting at our main gate of Fuwei Escort Agency.
They are blatant bullies!”
“Shut up!
You ungrateful son!” The middle-aged man glared harshly at the youth, then turned to greet Ye Weiming and his companions, squeezing an extrely awkward smile onto his originally frustrated face: “I am Lin Zhenan from Fuwei Escort Agency.
May I know what services can I offer to you, gentleman?”
Seeing Lin Zhenan’s world-weariness, March wanted to take a step back and let Ye Weiming take responsibility for the expected negotiation.
However, considering her current status as the team leader, she had to stiffen her resolve and said, “We are constables from the Divine Detective Agency.
We were ordered to co here to investigate the serial killings that occurred in your Fuwei Escort Agency.
Since we are new here and unfamiliar with the events that took place, we would appreciate your cooperation, Chief Lin.”
“Ah…” Upon hearing their purpose, Lin Zhenan heaved a deep sigh, then said, “Our Fuwei Escort Agency conducts business with a kind and honest manner, never having offended anyone.
But this calamity suddenly…”
But before Lin Zhenan could finish his sentence, March interrupted him, “You’re lying!”
Stunned by her words, March, who finally had a chance to show her strengths, continued, “We are constables of the Divine Detective Agency, obviously we are familiar with the art of reading people.
We know whether the words coming out of people’s mouths are true or false once we hear them.”
Inwardly giving March a thumbs up for her performance, Ye Weiming added from the side in a tily manner, “Chief Lin, you must understand that you’ve crossed paths with a formidable enemy this ti.
If you can’t be fully forthcoming at this point, I’m afraid we’ll hardly be able to help you.”
“This…”
Having been publicly caught in a lie by March, Lin Zhenan was surprisingly pleased.
Previously, he thought these constables who had barged in were no different from the incompetent and ddling bureaucrats from the local governnt offices, and had dismissed any false hopes about them.
But now that they had demonstrated the ability to distinguish truth from lies, it seed that this Divine Detective Agency was different from other governnt offices.
After hesitating for less than a second, Lin Zhenan made up his mind, “Please join in the parlor for a talk.” He then glanced at his son Lin Pingzhi, who was still tied to the flagpole, and casually ordered, “Untie this ungrateful child as well.
All of this started because of him, and there are so things that only he can explain clearly.”
After inviting everyone into the parlor, instead of sitting on his own Taishi Chair that rightfully belonged to him, he respectfully gestured for his guests to sit on the left side of the room, and then took his seat on the right with his son.
Since ancient tis, it has been customary for the left to signify higher status and the right lower.
Lin Zhenan, sophisticated as he was, left no room for error in such matters of etiquette.
Within a brief period, Lin Zhenan had recounted the gist of the events to the group, roughly outlining the standard plot line often found in traditional martial arts novels.
The story was about Lin Pingzhi, son of Lin Zhenan and a young idol, who intervened to rescue a civilian woman from local ruffians while returning from a delivery escort mission outside the city.
He was, however, overwheld and humiliated by the enemy.
The story started in a typical way; highlighting defeat before triumph.
Apart from Ye Weiming, who was already familiar with the situation, the rest of the players viewed Lin Pingzhi as if he were a shining protagonist in the making.
This was clearly the mold for the main character’s growth arc, only a step away from his rise to power, just missing soone telling him “do not underestimate the poor youth.”
However, Lin Pingzhi’s actions were more badass than most protagonists.
Despite his handso appearance, he was a ruthless character who preferred action over words.
After being humiliated, Lin didn’t throw a fit or show restraint but instead retaliated on the spot.
With a swift move, “draw from behind, a swift blade unseen”, he stealthily attacked and stabbed the rogue dead.
Then, they stirred up big trouble.
The Darts Bureau, Fuwei, had suffered multiple losses, with both dartsn and runners killed.
The opponent even left a blood ssage outside the main door: anyone who takes ten steps out dies!
Seeing the imminent disaster, Lin Zhenan still couldn’t ascertain who the adversary was.
Under the dominance of this unknown fear, the entire Fuwei Darts Bureau fell into a panic.
Interestingly enough, Ye Weiming hadn’t been in the ga for long, and both the major missions he encounters involve the Darts Bureau being severely beaten.
What’s with the Darts Bureau’s rotten luck in the martial arts world?
After explaining everything, Lin Zhenan couldn’t help but complain about his good-looking son again: “I’ve lectured him from early on that, in this line of work, human relationships are more important than martial arts.
But he just doesn’t listen!
This ti, he’s stirred up an enormous disaster.
This really is a family misfortune!”
Lin Pingzhi knew he was wrong, but he still argued: “The Tongtian Darts Bureau never gave gifts to any martial arts sect, and still their darts are always successfully delivered, aren’t they?”
The na “Tongtian Darts Bureau” was sothing Ye Weiming had co across in the Constable Bureau’s records.
Much was written about them, but simply put, they were formidable!
From the background information, it was clear that they were not like the low-grade collections, Longn and Fuwei Darts Bureaus, which constantly faced the danger of extermination.
That being said, even the Tongtian Darts Bureau has been wiped out before.
In recorded history, there were seventeen tis when highwayn and mountain bandits, even hordes of prairie horse bandits, had made moves on the goods escorted by the Tongtian Darts Bureau.
Those martial arts forces that dared to touch the tiger’s whiskers now only appeared in historical records.
As for extermination, the kind that happened to the Tongtian Darts Bureau was what you could really call an extermination.
The likes of Longn and Fuwei Bureaus were the ones to be exterminated.
A single word made all the difference, having a ripple effect of a thousand miles!
That was the Tongtian Darts Bureau’s way of doing business — they didn’t owe anyone anything, nor did they comply with any unwritten norms of the martial arts world.
If you want to take action to get to know us, we’ll let you get acquainted with the Ten Halls of the King of Hell!
Hearing his son’s rebuttal, Lin Zhenan was so angry his beard was bristling: “You little rascal, with your pitiful level of martial arts, how dare you compare yourself to the Tongtian Darts Bureau?
What’s next, you planning to ascend to heaven?”
“Ahem.”
Hearing the na of the Tongtian Darts Bureau lit up Ye Weiming’s eyes, but before that, he had to confirm so things first.
So he cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention to him, and said to Lin Zhenan: “Chief Lin, you ntioned that the cause of death for those at the Darts Bureau was strange, with no visible injuries on their bodies.
Could I perhaps examine the bodies to see what really happened?”
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