Big Fish

All that's left to do is wait.

Wait patiently.

Kang De glanced at the blood-stained, filthy room and said, "You set up the surveillance robots here. I'm going out for some fresh air... This place is making me uncomfortable."

Horus, somewhat puzzled, "Father?"

This bloody, gruesome slaughterhouse, littered with mangled flesh, could drive an ordinary person who stumbles upon it mad. But Kang De was no ordinary person. Whether it was the invading army he slaughtered, tortured, and interrogated while rescuing his father in Comora, or the mounds of corpses he built on the way to aid Danfeng Lucerne, Kang De, in his extreme state, was far more ruthless than this murderer.

Now he actually said that this place made him feel a little uncomfortable, which suddenly made Iron Son wonder, "Could it be that my father is getting old?"... What a joke, he hasn't been seen eating vegetarian food lately.

Kang De shook his head. "I just feel a little unwell... I don't know why."

He frowned as he gazed at the chaotic, bloody, and cruel space of death. An inexplicable sense of disgust welled up inside him. Perhaps it was the indiscriminate ferocity and cruelty of this unknown superhuman that aroused Kang De's pity and unease—the other party had really gone too far.

If such cruel methods of death were limited to local gangsters and human traffickers, Kang De would likely have praised this United Kingdom hero as a paragon of justice and a paragon among men. But to kill even these poor women in such a brutal way, he is not only evil, but also disgusting.

"... Okay then."

Horus responded and then asked, "Father."

"Um?"

"What about the remains of those victims..." Iron Son said.

"Leave them there," Kang De said calmly. "They are all dead, unconscious, and know nothing. The so-called burial is merely a psychological comfort for the living; it cannot soothe their despairing and tormented souls... Only blood can. I will calm their agonizing spirits."

"Yes."

Their ultimate fate will likely be to have their remains disposed of by the arriving morgue crew, along with those heinous human traffickers – certainly not the ending these poor women desired.

But in order for the real culprit to receive the punishment they deserve... let's be patient.

For the next twenty minutes, Kang De remained hidden, sitting on the rooftop, staring blankly at the gloomy sky. He realized that he had nothing else to do but wait.

The tall human trafficker caught during a fishing trip revealed the location of his hideout. The gang's name was "Sweetheart Boys," a stark contrast to "Viking Skull." This darkly humorous name hinted at their modus operandi: luring naive girls with pretty boys and then coercing them into prostitution through drugs and deception, rather than resorting to outright violence.

I heard that the experts in their gang don't use drugs or physical violence. Instead, they use sweet talk and social skills to fall in love with their targets, and then play the victim by lying and deceiving them.

For example, they might claim to have borrowed money from a gang at exorbitant interest rates, or that they need a large sum of money, using various indirect methods to subtly probe their target and ultimately achieve their goal of psychological manipulation (PUA).

--That is, to get them to willingly sell themselves and earn money for themselves.

The fact that this outrageous thing was true shocked Kang De. He couldn't believe that such a stupid woman existed in the world. He was so angry that he laughed, but the incomprehensible laughter that his Iron Son kept making in his ear also fueled Kang De anger and made him lose control.

This is also why Xilei died such a tragic death.

Kang De has made up his mind to make their gang die a death worse than the Viking Skull.

... but not now.

If we rush in and start a massacre, some women might wail and fight us to the death, which wouldn't matter. But this situation would be difficult to resolve. We can't kill the women, nor can we let them go. If news of the entire gang's annihilation leaks out, it might attract the attention of the authorities.

So it's not possible now.

After all, Kang De's greatest advantage now lies in the fact that the enemy is in the open while he is in the dark.

The United Kingdom had no idea he had arrived in London.

They were probably even unaware that Kang De was paying attention to this matter.

After An Youyi's incident, China immediately made diplomatic representations. This attitude was not surprising to the United Kingdom, who did not consider the possibility of it being related to Kang De.

After all, the girl came from a very wealthy family; her father was a prominent entrepreneur and a major taxpayer, whose name was known at meetings in Capital. When the only daughter of such a wealthy man was kidnapped, China used diplomatic channels to lodge a formal protest and urgently requested assistance from the British to rescue her. Capitalist countries saw nothing wrong with this.

In the vast archives on Kang De established by various countries, An Youyi is mostly not entitled to a separate entry for his interpersonal relationships. This is because, before the Xie Guangjun incident, Kang De had only met An Youyi twice in all those years, and they were merely nodding acquaintances, and both times they met through Xiaoman.

Later, Xiaoman couldn't stand the usual behavior and manners of An Youyi and her group of privileged kids, so she broke off their friendship. As for Kang De, An Youyi was basically no different from a stranger.

As for An Youyi's involvement in Xie Guangjun's incident, she took the initiative to warn Xiaoman. Kang De and Wang Xiaoman were grateful for this favor and went to visit the frightened An Youyi. Their friendship became close again, and Xiaoman and An Youyi became "plastic besties" again, but this change only happened recently.

The government departments that had always paid close attention to Wang Xiaoman were well aware of this inside story, but foreign intelligence organizations wouldn't have such extensive connections. They could only obtain the browsing records that Kang De had accessed through the Great Firewall, but they didn't know who he had added as friends on WeChat. To foreign "intelligence elites," the few "welfare girls" that Kang De frequently visited on Twitter were more worthy of their attention than An Youyi.

--Incidentally, due to the common problems of the bureaucratic system, the head of the intelligence department is usually a whimsical idiot. Due to a misjudgment of the "welfare girl" culture, the foreigners even proposed a strange plan: to recruit the welfare girls that Kang De frequently visited, and to persuade them to work for them with money, residency rights and other preferential conditions, in order to use their beauty to seduce Kang De.

Since some of them don't seem to live in China, isn't that convenient?

However, an unexpected incident soon occurred. When the legendary agents knocked on the door of a high-priced "welfare girl," they were stunned for a long time, comparing the pictures on Twitter with the real woman.

Even the most uncritical agents had to admit that the plan had a very low success rate.

Ultimately, the plan had to be shelved.

But it wasn't all for naught. At least the world's strongest superhuman, without even realizing it, received a barrage of ridicule and mockery from intelligence agencies around the world, becoming a classic source of amusement.

Even extraordinary individuals with immense power are ultimately blinded by the great inventions of the internet age. Long live science! Homage to Bill Gates!

That's what they said.

Poor Kangbao knew nothing about this.

He just sat on the rooftop of the crime scene, lost in thought. He didn't want to go back to the other world to slack off, nor did he want to go back to China to rest, because he didn't know how to tell Xiaoman... He still had no clue how to save people.

Horus's reminder brought him back to his senses.

"Father, someone's here!"

Kang De's spirits lifted, Phoenix Eyes blazed with light. "Where... huh?"

He only saw a wisp of soul fire slowly approaching, and there was only one person there. There was no sign of a large number of people gathering in the area surrounding the murder scene.

That soul fire was unremarkable, even somewhat weak and dim; it couldn't be from someone of extraordinary ability.

"Are you here to solicit prostitutes?" he said in a deep voice. "Scare him away..."

Before he could finish speaking, Horus said, "No, Father, it is someone you have met before."

Kang De's expression shifted. The small drone in front of him unfolded its screen, showing a woman cautiously approaching the stinking, filthy entrance hallway. Her hand was inside her bag as she moved forward step by step. Her face was thin, her skin loose, her eyes somewhat blank, and her expression strange.

It's her.

Kang De frowned and said, "That drug-addicted feminist... what's she doing here?"

In front of the apartment building where An Youyi had her accident, he was approached by a woman who claimed to be a member of a feminist organization. The woman, who called herself Shalalin, asked him about An Youyi and claimed that she wanted to help her.

However, due to his prejudices against Western feminist organizations and his desire to find An Youyi as soon as possible, Kang De was very impatient with this suddenly appearing person. Moreover, he discovered obvious signs of drug use on her, which completely triggered the China people's aversion to her, so how could he show her a friendly face?

And now...

Horus asked, "Did you find a clue and then come looking for someone?"

Kang De shook his head and said, "Even with the BCC's intelligence database, we still had to go to North London to fish and rob people. We only found out about the Viking Skull' actions by overhearing their conversation. What makes these feminists so capable of having such well-informed sources? Besides..."

He gave a cold laugh, "This place is extremely remote, with illegal buildings everywhere, making the terrain complex and the routes chaotic. We even had to rely on that human trafficker to lead the way. How did she, a feminist, get the guts to come here alone? And how did she even know the way?"

Horus hesitated for a moment, then said, "You mean...?"

"Knowing the way means they're familiar with it," Kang De said coldly. "Maybe they're here for work."

He stood up, his gaze cold, watching Shalalin approach step by step through the thick building walls. "Never mind, we'll find out by asking."

"Shall I make my move now?"

"No, wait," Kang De said, "Let her take a look first."

As they spoke, Shalalin had already entered the main area of Viking Skull hideout, only a dozen steps away from the bloody death zone. She nervously surveyed the surrounding silent, dilapidated walls, tentatively calling out, "Hello? Hello? Is anyone...?"

She spoke as she moved closer.

Her field of vision widened, and she saw the scene behind the half-open door: blood flowing everywhere, limbs scattered all over the ground, and a stench of blood assaulting her senses.

The woman's body stiffened abruptly, her mind going completely blank for a moment. She then realized what had happened, but surprisingly, she didn't faint from fright. However, this bloody scene, which most people would never witness in their lifetime, truly shocked the woman's senses. She opened her mouth, ready to scream.

Just then, Kang De appeared like a ghost, reached out and grabbed the other man's neck, pressing down gently.

Shalalin collapsed with a thud; the woman's body was very light.

Horus asked, "Why go through all this trouble?"

"Because it's impossible to be certain." Kang De grabbed the woman's body and led her to a corner. "If she's in cahoots with the people here, I'll skin her alive after I've questioned her. But if she's innocent, then she shouldn't be killed... She'll only remember being terrified after seeing this scene and then having a nightmare."

After he finished speaking, he took out a spray from another world from the White Mist World. It was the same spray that had allowed the apartment's security guard to see the giant spider. It was very effective, especially suitable for this kind of covert interrogation.

He sprayed the spray into the woman's face.

Judging from her physical characteristics, she should be in her early thirties, but... she looks so old.

Kang De composed himself.

Let me see what you fear most.

He increased the pressure on his hand, waking the other person up.

Shalalin woke up groggily, her eyes unfocused, not knowing what had happened. Then she regained some consciousness, her pupils focused, and she saw Kang De's face clearly.

Or rather, she saw the most terrifying thing in her memory.

The next moment, she let out a scream that was almost beyond human limits.

She roared, she wailed, she screamed, as if she wanted to tear her vocal cords, rip out her throat, and shatter her soul. Her body convulsed suddenly, her eyes widened, and she kept shouting and struggling. Her weak body burst forth with fierce power, all stemming from fear.

Kang De was startled. "Alset didn't say the drug's effects were so exaggerated! I didn't use much!"

Shalalin, struggling and waving her hands erratically, had already reached into her bag.

Horus shouted, "Father, there's a signal—she has some kind of communication device in her bag!"

At the same time, a piercing whistle sounded outside. Kang De turned his head and saw about five or six people running towards them from different directions, shouting through a megaphone as they drew closer, "Don't hurt her! We're calling the police! The police know our location!"

"Listen, we don't want trouble! Release her! We just want to interview someone!"

"Let her out, and we'll leave right away!"

Kang De's right hand shone with a warm white light and pressed directly onto Shalalin's forehead. The soothing magic instantly nourished her weak soul, gradually calming her struggles and cries. What was happening now was completely unexpected—she had brought someone with her!

"Father, disappear."

Horus said, "Leave her here—the woman will only think she's fainted from fright."

Kang De nodded.

He quickly calmed down.

While the current situation is unexpected, it's not a serious matter. These feminist witnesses will indeed call the police, but that won't affect his plan. He simply wants to wait here and see who or what organization will clean up the mess. Calling the police will only cause more mistakes and expose more evidence in the chaos for the mastermind and the British government.

He placed Shalalin on the ground, activated his invisibility cloak, and his form became invisible.

The sound of running approached in the distance, and the woman's companion was still shouting at the top of his lungs. Kang De turned to leave, but the next moment, something unexpected happened.

A horn sounded, followed by the roar of an engine; a large vehicle was rapidly approaching.

Kang De leaped up and surveyed the surroundings from the rooftop. He saw numerous vehicles carrying a large number of people speeding towards them, with countless points of soul fire leaping off the vehicles and rapidly approaching the Viking Skull's hideout. There were even howls of dogs.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

Kneel down!

"Hands behind your head!"

Shalalin's companions were quickly surrounded by armed men who suddenly appeared, then their hands were tied behind their backs and they were pinned against the wall. Someone shouted, "We are the 'Help All Victimized Women' organization! Our organization is legal and compliant, our actions are aboveboard, we have the civil right to personal freedom, we..."

The next moment, he let out a cry of pain as he was hit on the head with a rifle butt and immediately passed out.

Horus's drones transmitted images from the scene, showing armed men wearing tactical vests and helmets, with no logos on their equipment, making it impossible to tell which organization they belonged to. They acted extremely roughly, binding the feminist members, gagging them with duct tape, and escorting them directly to their vehicle.

But even more people are flocking here.

"Father, it seems it's them... Father? What are you doing?"

Before Horus could react, Kang De had already wrapped Shalalin's body in his invisibility cloak, grabbed her, and leaped into the shadows, climbing up the low wall.

"This isn't a wise decision," said Iron Son. "Why?"

"A spur-of-the-moment decision," Kang De said casually. "A momentary lapse of judgment."

Leaving this woman here and letting these armed men drag her away, assuming she fainted from fright, would have been the right choice... But as he passed her body, Kang De remembered her earlier struggles and cries of fear, and recalled how those feminists had been knocked unconscious, gagged, and dragged into the car. He instinctively had the thought, "I can't leave her here."

Perhaps it was just a sudden impulse, but he instinctively grabbed her and hid with her.

By the time he came to his senses, armed men with dogs had already rushed into the yard.

It's too late to put it back now.

"Forget it, now that they've shown up, we're not far from the truth," Kang De said in a deep voice. "Let's find out who these people are first."

Where to begin?

"Of course, it starts with those who show their faces and look like leaders."

Police dogs searched the surrounding area, snipers climbed to higher ground, armed personnel blocked off the streets, and then more men in black, wearing gas masks and carrying tools such as mops, bags, and buckets, entered the bloody killing field. They seemed quite skilled, and everyone was proceeding step by step, each performing their duties.

It was as if this was just a normal task.

But what they didn't know was that this mission was not normal.

Because someone is watching them.

No one knew that Kang De had infiltrated Britain, which was Kang De's greatest advantage.

Because they don't know, they won't take precautions.

Unaware of the watchful eyes in the Shadow, unguarded by tiny aircraft, unconcerned by high-powered cameras, after completing the blockade, a well-dressed Britain gentleman stepped out of a car, covered his nose with a handkerchief, and walked into this remote and bloody killing ground.

Horus recorded his appearance.

Then it was sent back to China.

"Check if he is a United Kingdom government official."

The response from China was swift. "Yes... his photo is on the official website of a United Kingdom government department... he is an official in MI5."

What is MI5?

"The United Kingdom Security Service," Qin Mengjin replied, "Also known as Military Intelligence Section 5."

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PS1: Update... Sudden insomnia, feeling unwell, going to sleep.