Chapter 822 White Piece
“Crack!” With the sound of the room door closing, the fat officer left the room, and the moment he left, a shadow wriggled at the feet of the blood clan girl…
In the inn, the dim yellow incense flame flickered slightly in the air, causing faint white smoke and emitting a scent of lavender. Four figures were scattered in different corners of the room.
Bai Zhi, like a real student, held a book and began to read. The other two from the geology team, having collected some soil before entering, immediately started their research.
To confirm if it was indeed the Mohua Crystal Mine underground.
After all, many things are just speculation, and practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.
Lying on the sofa by the wall, Su Jiu’s gaze was fixed on the door. After another ten minutes, the faint sound of military boots could be heard from outside, causing the blood clan girl to curl her lips:
“Monitored for so long and then left…”
She then peeked her head out the window, her gaze unintentionally sweeping over the strict guards below and the soldiers who had just left, and suddenly spoke:
“Do you guys feel something strange, the atmosphere here?”
“Strange?”
Her cousin Su Ze, who was assisting with the research, was quite idle. He walked to the windowsill, rested his hands on it, and scanned the area below.
“Are you talking about the soldiers outside? This is, after all, the officer’s accommodation, so it’s understandable that the security is tight…”
“It’s not just that.”
Su Jiu recalled the fat officer from before and took out a lollipop from his pocket, popping it into his mouth.
“It’s the fat officer’s actions. He paused after seeing the photo, clearly knowing some clue. We’re here to pick someone up, and if there’s a clue, he should have told us immediately…”
“Does he want to harm us?”
Su Ze stiffened for a moment, thought for a moment, and then felt it was wrong. He turned to look at “Su Chongchong” curled up on the sofa and said in confusion:
“But he only looks like he’s at the Initial Stage Battle King Level…”
“No, our presence has been acknowledged by Dragon Country. Unless they’re feeling particularly brave, they wouldn’t dare to make a move against us.”
Looking at his cousin, who was acting like Kogoro Mōri, Su Jiu waved his hand, explaining with a hint of amusement.
“Furthermore, that person has the level of an Initial Stage Battle God; the Initial Stage Battle King was just a disguise.”
Before Su Jiu could finish explaining, Bai Zhi looked up and suddenly interjected into their conversation: “Firstly, I can sense his emotional fluctuations; he has no intention of harming us. Secondly…”
Bai Zhi paused for a moment, scanned the three people looking at her, and then curled her lips, giving Su Jiu a “I was right” look: “He is indeed lying.”
Su Jiu blinked and gave her a thumbs-up – you’re quite the little clever one – and continued to analyze:
“The part he’s lying about should be those students. He must have seen some students, and perhaps even had a conflict that he can’t tell us about…”
“You mean he might have already taken action against those students?”
Hearing Su Jiu’s words, Su Ze’s gaze also became sharp. As a top student from Imperial Capital University, he wasn’t truly foolish.
“It’s just a guess…”
Su Jiu smiled gently, his gaze still fixed below, his eyes lowered. He took out the lollipop, the saliva-covered candy hanging down from the windowsill like a chess piece waiting on the board…
“Then don’t we need to communicate with that officer?”
Su Ze gripped the window sash tightly and asked again in a deep voice, clearly worried about those students.
In the corner, Bai Zhi shook her head slightly and continued to read. This cousin truly didn’t understand his cousin.
“Let’s wait. We’re only responsible for the retrieval mission; we can’t do anything else.”
With a smile, Su Jiu looked up at the moon hanging in the night sky, then put the lollipop back into his mouth. The sound of “crunch, crunch” as he bit the candy rang out.
When he took it out again, only a white stick with bite marks remained.
Much like a white piece held in hand.
…
“Tap, tap!!”
In a winding corridor, the lights were a bit dim, accompanied by the muffled sound of military boots. Two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared at the far end.
“General Bayer, why did you ask to halt the execution?”
A rather gloomy voice rang out, with a piercing quality, like sand scratching against steel plate…
The owner of the voice was the thin figure. He was hunched over, wearing a black and white Western-style robe. His face looked somewhat sinister, with a hook-nose and sunken facial muscles that made his cheekbones appear particularly prominent.
The fat officer glanced at him and said indifferently:
“Do you want to execute them in front of Dragon Country people? This nation’s people, once provoked, Yela cannot withstand their wrath.”
“Just a few Battle King Levels…”
The shadowed man licked his lips, lowered his head, his eyes glinting with a faint eerie light. “The parts on those priests are top-notch, not comparable to Aers’s country bumpkins. A Big Shot has taken an interest, so you’d best not interfere.”
“Interfere?”
The fat officer suddenly stopped, chuckled, and looked at the shadowed man in front of him with amusement. “I’ve handed over the execution task to you Ravens; what interference are you talking about?
“Executor Z-12.”
He paused, his eyes like mung beans staring intently at the shadowed man. After a long while, he slowly looked away and said in a deep voice:
“The last full-scale attack was wiped out because of these detestable International Organizations. It’s necessary to make an example of them – tomorrow, when I take these Dragon Country people who came to pick them up to visit other places, you Ravens can go to the center of the square to make your stand.”
“Heh heh heh…”
The hunched man let out a strange laugh and started walking again, seemingly satisfied with the fat officer’s reply. “Then we’ll wait until tomorrow—but the higher-ups said that the girl needs her parts tonight.”
“There’s a noble from Iris Imperial City who can’t hold on any longer.”
…
At the end of the road on the other side was a villa that resembled a castle. Along the two pathways leading to the villa stood a row of people in white, standing neatly.
On the second floor of the villa, a long corridor had two doors on each side. The pair of doors on the left side had a strong formation aura. If one looked closely, one could see the engraved marks on the ground.
It was clear that someone was being imprisoned.
Inside the rooms, three figures were tied up. They were three male students from Magical Capital University. They were only wearing their inner linings, and on the white inner linings were dried black bloodstains. Each of their faces looked somewhat haggard…
“I’m of the transcendent water element. The ropes can’t completely restrain my external qi; I should be able to wear them down tonight.”
“They suddenly stopped the execution, so there must have been an unexpected situation. I wonder how Senior Sister Mo Xiao is doing…”
The speaker was a curly-haired boy wearing broken glasses. His face was that of an old acquaintance who had competed with Su Jiu for the top spot – Shi Mo.
Once a proud water-element prodigy, now facing life and death, he was calmer than an ordinary person.
The water flowing from his fingertips formed something resembling a small saw, constantly grinding against the ropes. Shi Mo’s ropes were now almost completely worn through.
“Junior Shi Mo, we’re all counting on you.”
At this time, the attention of the other two was also focused on him, but they didn’t notice a maple leaf floating in through a gap in the window.
“Finally free.”
“Clack!” The ropes snapped open. Shi Mo’s eyes revealed a hint of joy. He threw the ropes aside and walked toward the other two.
The two also breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged glances, and saw the expressions of relief from near-death on each other’s faces.
However, the moment he stood up, there was a sudden “crack!” sound from the direction of the main door, and it slowly opened, revealing a figure in black attire:
“Sir, why do you always have me check? What’s there to check? A few tied-up students…”
