"Bocheng..."
Lying in bed, Bai Mo's thoughts were a tangled mess. He really did hope Leng Qing could uncover something.
But it was already almost October. By spring next year, the Black Vatican should be making its move against Bocheng.
Reason told him that in this little time, if Leng Qing could even dig up a few scraps and sound a warning to the people in Bocheng, that would already be the best she could do.
Unfortunately, he had to play the role of something not much different from a shit-stirring stick. He couldn't go with Leng Qing.
Otherwise, he could whisper a little pillow talk.
No, that wasn't it. He could casually guide her a little. Maybe it would work?
But no matter what, once that rain fell, the wolves would come.
Getting the investigation straight was important, but what mattered even more was defensive strength.
But if the investigation was not clear, they would not send additional defensive forces.
Thinking about all sorts of random things, Bai Mo fell asleep.
There was no direct bullet train from Modu to Bocheng, so he had to transfer at Ludao.
As soon as he got off the train, Bai Mo went to an official agency and, under the pretext of investigating traces of the Black Vatican, arranged himself an identity as a transfer student at Tianlan Magic High School.
Mm. On the surface, he was now a young master from an influential family who had come to Bocheng to show off.
In secret, he was actually a Judge whom Bocheng's higher-ups already knew about.
But his true identity was, in fact, really just a student.
It happened to be class time at the school, so he returned directly to Tianlan Magic High School together with Principal Zhu, while everyone took