Chapter 65: Chapter 65: The 7th Kind of Energy
"This is just a gathering among friends; consider
one of your friends, and you can just call
Liu."
The man who called himself Liu lowered his voice.
Duan Mingyuan looked in the direction that he indicated; the followers he spoke of were not employees of the security departnt. There were two of them, looking to be about forty years old. At first glance, they seed like ordinary office workers finishing their day, but upon entering, they chose seats directly opposite them. After sitting down and taking off their jackets, they pretended to chat, yet their eyes occasionally flicked over here.
"Da Jiang never ntioned you."
Duan Mingyuan remained composed, and from his observations, it seed these two n were specifically here for Liu; their table had beco a temporary sanctuary.
"That’s not important. What is important is that I have sothing to give you."
As he spoke, Liu suddenly raised his voice, took out his phone pretending to scan a code, and said, "I’m late; I will treat you to this al."
"Brother Liu, you are too kind."
Tang Qianqian got the hint and took out her phone too, engaging in a back-and-forth refusal with Liu. With their backs to the two followers who had tracked them inside, the trackers saw the tug-of-war between the two and several tis seed ready to get up but restrained themselves.
What was sent contained densely packed text, videos, and photos providing evidence. Tang Qianqian didn’t have ti to read the text, but the photos, albeit blurry, were shocking.
In an unknown location, several trucks were parked, and workers were loading cargo into the back of the trucks.
Monsters, like animals awaiting slaughter, were trapped in cages, cramd in such tight spaces they could not move. In cages further away, Tang Qianqian noticed sothing even more chilling—despite the issue of the shooting angle nearly reducing them to pixels, she could faintly make out that those packed inside were humans.
There were many people, cramd together just like the monsters.
The title above the images and text wasn’t unfamiliar; it read "Seventh Class Energy Source."
The atmosphere of this dinner was dood not to be pleasant.
"How has work been going lately?"
After the tug-of-war, Tang Qianqian pretended to casually ask.
Liu imdiately caught on and complained, "Sa as always, but you know, being a journalist is just a profession people love to hate."
This surely was no ordinary journalist, given that no reporter would have the audacity to privately investigate corporate affairs.
By now, the two followers had sensed sothing was amiss and stood up to walk directly toward their table. Liu caught a glimpse of the two n out of the corner of his eye and said, "Don’t do anything rash. I’ll go back with them... Make sure you transfer what I sent you and find a way to destroy the phone. Deleting records is useless to the company."
My phone!
Suddenly, a wave of imnse sorrow overca Tang Qianqian.
She had just bought the latest model last month with her paycheck and, without a job now, and the organization’s funds being extrely limited, even if she got reimbursed for the phone, she might have to settle for an outdated model.
But at the mont, she could only nod in agreent.
The two n approached their table and stated their business, "Mr. Liu, there is a work-related matter we need to discuss with you."
"Is it sothing to do with the newspaper?"
As Liu stood up, he didn’t forget to signal with his eyes for the three to not act rashly, and deliberately said, "Well, Old Duan, Xiao Tang, the editor-in-chief might need
for sothing. This al is on ; we’ll gather another day."
"You really are a busy man."
Tang Qianqian played along as well, "Then we’ll et up so other ti."
She admitted that her heart trembled when she spoke; if they demanded to see her phone at that mont, the photos and text on it would be impossible to clean up.
The two followers were burly, clearly not the type to be trifled with. They seed like they wanted to say sothing else, but after seeing Duan Mingyuan and Jiuyue, they nodded towards the trio and dragged Liu’s arm as they left.
It wasn’t until Liu was taken out of the restaurant that Tang Qianqian hesitantly asked, "Old Liu won’t be in trouble, will he?"
Although she had known him for only a short ti, she could guess why the company was looking for Liu.
The righteous reporter, after accidentally uncovering the company’s unspeakable conspiracy, began an investigation and finally one night captured evidence of the illegal business. But at the sa ti, he inadvertently exposed himself and got targeted by the company.
Tang Qianqian knew that asking such a question was no different from asking nonsense.
One could easily guess with their toes how the company would deal with soone whose curiosity was too strong.
"They probably will,"
Duan Mingyuan said.
It was like the opening of those movies where the righteous reporter trades his life for information, handing it over to soone else, then using the leaked company intel as a clue to start a thrilling manhunt. In the end, after many sacrifices, justice prevails over evil, exposing the dark conspiracies to the public.
When Duan Mingyuan ca across such movies, he always watched them with great interest.
However, he didn’t wish for such stories to happen in real life.
Especially since the love and justice so fervently championed in the movies often led to death and sorrow.
This was also why he had increasingly preferred watching exhilarating movies lately. Although such films were often criticized as popcorn movies, given a choice, he genuinely hoped that the retired special agents portrayed in the films would co to life, killing their way through without earning anyone’s tears, relying on brutal aesthetics to bulldoze through evil and bring it to justice.
"Senior, you should take a look,"
Tang Qianqian said, tossing her phone to Duan Mingyuan as if offloading a burden.
She was never a nosy person, nor did she like trouble, and most importantly, she felt sowhat nauseated just by glancing at the content of the photos, "Senior, you better brace yourself before you look."
The steam chicken from "Yun Xiang Ge" was second to none in Yunlong City, and she certainly didn’t want to lose her appetite for dinner later.
Duan Mingyuan nodded and scrolled to the very beginning of the dense text.
"Seventh Class Energy Source":
"The so-called Seventh Class Energy Source does not refer to the common thermal energy, electrical energy, light energy, chanical energy, chemical energy, and other common resources, but to the Life Energy Source, which is extracted from living beings. Since its discovery, it has been widely used on the battlefield. Blue Star is known as an important production site for this Seventh Class Energy Source."
This was the content written at the beginning, confirming Duan Mingyuan’s suspicion.
The first thing Bai Kou said after eting them was, "The fox can stay; we have several projects that are in urgent need of an Energy Source."
What she referred to as the Energy Source must be the Seventh Class Energy Source.
Jiuyue was different from other Monsters, as she was a rare kind that had transford into a human form. She said that even among the Ruihu clan, those like her who were born in human form were extrely rare.
Duan Mingyuan looked at the little fox who was sitting quietly beside him.
"Jiuyue."
"Hm?"
"This might be a large-scale human trafficking case."
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