A Godsend

Chapter 46: A Heaven-Sent Opportunity

August 1st, Auspicious for: Burial, Sacrifice.

At 4 AM, just as dawn was breaking, Xiao Cha arrived at the Wang Family's residence in the Izumo Concession with her 12 subordinates.

The front courtyard of the mansion had already been set up as a mourning hall. White cloths covered everything, and even the servants were dressed in mourning attire.

A middle-aged butler came out to greet Xiao Cha and her group, his face stern as he said indifferently:

"Everything is in order, there's no need for your assistance. This is some tea money from my young master, you officers are free to go."

The butler stuffed a few dollars into Xiao Cha's hand, gave a casual bow, and turned back.

Old Zhong grumbled in a low voice, "What kind of garbage is this! We're not even here yet! Such snobs!"

Little did they know, the Wang Family's actions were exactly what Xiao Cha wanted.

She casually handed the dollars to Old Zhong and said solemnly:

"Even if they don't need the courtesies the court offers its officials, we cannot be negligent, lest we disgrace the Chief Constable!"

Old Zhong quickly flattered her, "It's truly commendable, Captain Luo, you always consider the bigger picture! Don't worry, we won't embarrass you either~"

The other subordinates chimed in their agreement.

Xiao Cha waved her hand and arranged, "Go, scout the surroundings!"

Everyone took their orders and dispersed.

This was blatant reconnaissance. After a quick sweep, Xiao Cha had a clear understanding of the surrounding terrain.

She even took advantage of the early morning emptiness to climb a large tree and survey the entire mansion, memorizing its layout.

At this moment, this police officer from a prestigious family had at least 800 methods of committing the crime!

"This is truly heaven-sent!"

The start was exceptionally smooth. Xiao Cha calmly returned to the main entrance of the mourning hall.

Her subordinates also returned one after another, chatting:

"The Wang Family is putting on quite a show. I just heard a few servants say they're burying Spirit Children alive!"

"Nowadays, anyone with a bit of influence will bury Spirit Children, treasures, cultivation techniques, and the like with them."

Old Zhong, while chatting, kept an eye on their surroundings. He suddenly warned:

"Captain, Qin Chuan is coming!"

Qin Chuan appeared, dressed in solemn black attire, pulling a carriage covered with thick black cloth.

Seeing Xiao Cha, he sneered, "Captain Luo, you better stand up straight. Even the Governor will send someone to pay their respects later!"

After he spoke, the arrogant butler from before personally came forward and escorted the carriage into the courtyard.

Old Zhong disdainfully remarked, "Heartless bastards! The carriage must be carrying the children to be buried alive."

Xiao Cha measured the wheel tracks with her foot and thought to herself:

[It's carrying at least a thousand pounds of weight, not just children!]

Moreover, Xiao Cha felt an inexplicable sadness, a sudden urge to cry?

[What's wrong with me...]

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At this moment, Qin Chuan drove the carriage to the rear courtyard of the Wang Family.

The former study was covered in thick white cloth, and a luxurious, oversized coffin was placed inside. Wang Siqi stood guard beside the coffin.

Qin Chuan and the butler dragged six children, their hands and feet bound and heads covered, out of the carriage.

The two men looked stiff, their eyes filled with fear, as if they were trying to escape something. They dragged the children away as if fleeing.

Wang Siqi paced forward and bowed towards the carriage, saying, "A junior with little progress, I greet you, senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly figure clad in iron armor suddenly leaped out of the carriage.

Its skin was a deathly gray, its mouth full of fangs, and its hands bore two-inch-long black claws. It was clearly a zombie-like monster.

Wang Siqi didn't seem too concerned, merely glancing at it before continuing to flatter the carriage respectfully:

"Senior's [Ironclad Corpse] is exceptionally ferocious, this junior admires you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Ironclad Corpse's features contorted, and it hoarsely uttered "Cha, Cha," seemingly out of control.

A refined and gentle voice came from the carriage:

"You flatter me. My Ironclad Corpse had a strong will in life and a wisp of its soul remains. Let's ignore it for now and focus on the task at hand."

A sound of heavy objects rolling came from the carriage, as if something was about to emerge.

At the same time, Wang Shouzhen pushed open the coffin lid and sat up from within the coffin, hoarsely instructing his son:

"Siqi, your name means 'seeing the virtuous and aligning oneself with them.' Today, a distinguished disciple of the [Jiu Shan Sect] has graced us with a visit. You must learn from them diligently."

In the blink of an eye, it was 8 AM.

People came to pay their respects continuously, filling the area around the Wang Family mansion with all sorts of luxury cars, rickshaws, and sedan chairs.

Some took the opportunity to network, and with musicians playing mournful tunes, the scene was somewhat noisy.

Lu Li's arrival went completely unnoticed.

He was uncharacteristically dressed in a long gown, appearing quite refined and gentle, though he walked with a noticeable limp, clearly having stuffed something in his clothes.

Lu Li also paid a hundred dollar "white envelope" fee, expecting a generous return.

Then, he naturally made his way to Xiao Cha.

A group of Patrol Officers, not daring to disturb, quickly moved away.

Xiao Cha said, "That outfit suits you well... Did you bring the gun?"

Lu Li nodded, "It's strapped to my leg. How do we proceed?"

Xiao Cha's expression turned solemn:

"Many important figures are here to pay their respects today, and the Wang Family elders receiving guests in the mourning hall also have considerable cultivation. Are you scared?"

Lu Li chuckled, "If you're not scared, I'm not scared."

"It's a rare opportunity like this, of course I'm not scared!"

Xiao Cha widened her beautiful eyes and said, "Did you hear the mournful music? Soon it'll be the suona's turn. When that thing starts playing, we make our move!"

With a professional planner, Lu Li felt quite at ease, needing only to wait.

But just then, an unexpected event occurred.

The crowd in the hall suddenly surged towards one spot. Xiao Cha stood on tiptoe to look, her expression changing:

"The Governor really sent someone. And it's Miss Jiang!"

A young lady in fine clothes arrived with numerous attendants to pay her respects.

Her skin was like congealed fat, and her beauty was striking, though she had a somewhat childish air, appearing to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

However, her gaze was as cold as ice, and her expression carried a disdainful indifference, as if looking down on ants!

Xiao Cha whispered, "That's the Governor's daughter—Jiang Haiyan! At just 15, she already has the Martial Arts cultivation of [Blood Exchange]. She can withstand our weapons with her bare body!"

Lu Li asked, "What realm is Blood Exchange? Does it ignore firearms?"

Xiao Cha explained, "I'm currently in Organ Refining, then comes Marrow Cleansing, and below that is Blood Exchange. At that stage, the bones are like refined steel; ordinary bullets can only break the skin."

Lu Li nodded slightly, thinking to himself: I need to get something more powerful for self-defense.

At this moment, as the Governor's daughter's entourage drew closer, all the influential figures present gathered to fawn over her.

Even the Wang Family elders from the mourning hall came out with beaming smiles.

This young lady became the center of attention, drawing all eyes!

And the musician raised his suona, took a deep breath, and was about to play...

"Now's the time!"

Xiao Cha exclaimed excitedly, "A heaven-sent opportunity, let's go!"