Black Spade A

Countdown: 16:30:00.

At 7:30 a. m., the grand procession had already been moving north for 30 minutes. Because of the enormous size of City No. 18, they were not scheduled to arrive at District 3 until 7 p. m.

The long hike, especially in the cold late autumn season, made the march a severe test of the students' physical strength.

However, they also wanted to express their determination in this way.

Moreover, they hoped to attract more attention along the way, drawing the attention of the entire Federation to the march.

The students even hoped that the march in City No. 18 would influence students in other cities to organize themselves.

At this moment, countless eyes are watching this place. Some hope that their march will encounter unexpected problems, while others hope that they will succeed.

The organizers knew very well that this first march absolutely could not have any mishaps, otherwise the fire that had just been lit would be extinguished.

Among the crowd, organized by the community, they would shout slogans for education reform every time they passed through the residential area.

The thousands of students who initiated the march were among those pushing carts to distribute food and water to everyone.

The food was reasonably priced protein bars, and the water was bottled mineral water. It must be said that the sponsorship of this parade was excellent, reportedly provided by a businessman who had poured all his wealth into it.

However, the march did not go as smoothly as expected. Every time they passed through a district, the local Public Security Management Committee would re-check their march permits.

A legal march needs to be reported to seven departments, requiring as many as 21 documents, and each district requires a half-hour inspection.

During the inspection, protesters had to stand in the cold wind and wait for half an hour.

The journey involves passing through four districts, and checking legal documents alone takes two hours.

The students looked at the marchers shivering in the cold wind and suddenly realized that someone wanted to slow down the procession and then let them fall apart in the cold wind.

Although some people approved the march due to public pressure, they did not want the march to reach the Upper Third District smoothly.

The protesters grew increasingly agitated, loudly venting their frustrations at the police officers from the Public Security Management Committee who were reviewing documents. Meanwhile, the students who managed to remain calm tried to reassure those around them. "Come on, everyone, this is exactly what they want to see. They want us to lose control, and then many unscrupulous media outlets will deliberately amplify that!"

However, at that moment, a student suddenly saw a protester silently pull out a pistol from his waist and secretly aim it at the Public Security Management Committee.

The protester did not show any anger.

The students realized that these were not protesters at all, but people who had infiltrated the march and were trying to disrupt the normal procession!

He tried to speak up to stop them, but the next moment, his mouth was covered from behind.

The student tried to struggle, but a surprising thing happened: the armed protester did not pull the trigger, but instead froze in place.

Even more surprisingly, a black-gloved hand covered the mouth of the gunman from behind, preventing him from uttering a single cry of pain.

Soon, the gunman was covered with a black cloth bag, stuffed into a small cart carrying sponsored food, and slowly pushed away.

Only at this moment did the hand covering the student's mouth release its grip.

The students turned around excitedly, only to see a young man with his hair combed back calmly say, "Don't shout, it will cause panic."

"But..." the student wanted to say, but didn't know where to begin. Moreover, he felt that the man in front of him looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him in the news a few years ago.

The young man was wearing a black trench coat, and underneath the open coat, one could see a well-tailored suit and a gold pocket watch.

The man smiled, a rare occurrence for him. "Don't worry, Heng Society will find those troublemakers for you. Just focus on your march, and someone will take care of those dirty tricks."

Upon hearing the name Heng Society, the student finally remembered who was standing in front of him!

Heng Society, Li Dongze?!

But the students were a little confused. Isn't Heng Society in charge of underground industries? Why would such people come to protect the protest?

As they spoke, Li Dongze had already disappeared into the crowd. He led the Heng Society people, pushing more than twenty carts out, each cart containing a vandal.

He silently looked towards the western sky of City No. 18. This leader of Heng Society knew very well that something big was going to happen in Prison No. 18 over there today.

However, his boss forbade him to participate and ordered him to stay in City No. 18 to protect the protesters.

This made Li Dongze very unhappy, and as a result, someone had to pay the price for his unhappiness.

The march has just begun, and everyone will be walking a long way today.

Just then, Li Dongze, who was walking silently through the crowd, suddenly turned his head and saw a crystal snowflake land on the shoulder of his coat.

The coat is black, and the snowflakes are white, creating a striking yet harmonious contrast.

Li Dongze looked up at the sky. "It's snowing, heavy snow."

The protesters still have a long way to go through this heavy snow.

At the same time.

The Prison No. 18 was quiet; it wasn't mealtime yet.

When Qing Chen saw Lin Xiaoxiao and Ye Wan, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, he excitedly went up to greet them, as if they were old friends reunited.

Compared to the apartment in the Luoshen Building in District 6, this place is actually more like Qing Chen's home, and the two people in front of him are like his family.

The familiar reading area, the familiar training area, and the familiar restaurant—even when Qing Chen looked up at the metal storm in the sky, he felt a sense of familiarity.

This strange feeling is like having wandered around outside for a while, only to eventually return to your home turf.

Lin Xiaoxiao and Ye Wan smiled at each other. They were genuinely happy to see Qing Chen again after so many days.

Ye Wan looked Qing Chen up and down. "You climbed up the Green Mountain Cliff?"

Lin Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, "We've made it up the cliff."

Ye Wan slowly looked at him. "Stop playing puns and double entendres on me."

"Alright then," Lin Xiaoxiao said regretfully.

Ye Wan looked at Qing Chen again. "I watched your performance in the boxing ring. Overall, it was good, but your foundation is still lacking. I hope you can develop a more solid plan for yourself."

"He finally came back, and you have to say it's about his cultivation!" Lin Xiaoxiao, displeased.

At this moment, Qing Chen heard Ye Wan mention the boxing match and suddenly looked at Li Shutong as if he remembered something. "Master, Jiang Xiaotang from Begonia Boxing Gym should know you, right?"

"Jiang Xiaotang?" Lin Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows.

Qing Chen looked over, only to find that Lin Xiaoxiao had shut her mouth again, seemingly unwilling to discuss the woman.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with her?" Qing Chen asked, puzzled. "Why do you sound like she's abandoned you when you mention her?"

"Ask the boss, I don't want to talk about these things," Lin Xiaoxiao said, pursing her lips.

Li Shutong explained with a smile, "She, like Lin Xiaoxiao and Ye Wan, was once an abandoned orphan. However, some things happened later, so Lin Xiaoxiao and the others didn't treat her very well."

Qing Chen suddenly realized that the other party was also one of the orphans adopted by Li Shutong. No wonder the other party suddenly asked him to call her "sister" and even promised him a share of the Land Cruiser Class boxing championship profits for this "sister".

However, for some reason, the other party suddenly gave up on the idea.

Qing Chen asked, somewhat puzzled, "Could you tell me what happened?"

"It's all in the past," Li Shutong said with a smile. "Xiao Xiao, go find Xu Linsen's video, make sure it's clear."

Lin Xiaoxiao knew what Li Shutong wanted to do. After a while, she returned with the e-reader. When she opened it, Xu Linsen calmly looked at the camera and said, "This operation to attack the Wildlife Conservation Association in the wilderness was led by me, Spade. But I also want to expose the evil deeds of the Federal Wildlife Conservation Association."

As he spoke, the camera panned to show a herd of antelopes lying behind him, some of which had just been skinned.

The antelope carcasses were carelessly dumped on the mudflats, a truly cruel sight.

The camera pans back to Xu Linsen's face, where he says, "The Wildlife Conservation Association left the Federation under the guise of research, but instead carried guns and ammunition to hunt endangered species and provide fur trade for the Federation's elite. I, Spade, will kill any organization like that I see..."

Qing Chen was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected that Spade would be involved in such matters.

I never expected that the so-called federal animal protection association would do something like this.

The next moment, Qing Chen's face began to change, and in just five or six seconds, it transformed into Xu Linsen's appearance.

"How's your voice?" Qing Chen asked.

Lin Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "Giving you this ACE-005 was the right decision! Boss used to spend ages trying to change his mind every time, it was so frustrating... Boss, I was wrong."

Li Shutong waved his hand impatiently. "Arrange for the prison guards to escort Qing Chen in from outside, and prepare to release them. Today, I'll stay behind the scenes and watch the show. We'll deal with it when they start making a fuss."

"Wait, Master," Qing Chen asked, "You haven't told me about Xu Linsen yet. Guo Huzhan should know him well, right?"

Lin Xiaoxiao and said, "I don't know him very well. Xu Linsen is elusive; even the people in Black Spade rarely see him. Mainly because the Federation has the strongest manhunt for him; they usually deploy a full-scale army when they see him, so he rarely shows himself. Guo Huzhan only gained strength from Huotang last year and joined Black Spade, so he hasn't seen Xu Linsen many times."

Li Shutong said seriously, "It's alright. You're just a little taller than Xu Linsen. Most people won't notice. Just act freely. Today, I need you to stir things up. I want to see what kind of monsters and demons are hiding in Prison No. 18 right now."

"Okay," Qing Chen nodded, then walked out of the gate.

At 8 o'clock, the familiar announcement rang out in the prison. "Inmates, please..."

As the alloy gates opened one by one, all the alloy gates in the prison opened at the same time. The prisoners in the room were a little confused. They had been eating in shifts for a long time. Why was it suddenly different today?

Hesitantly, everyone walked out of their cells and stood in the corridor.

Just then, the northern alloy gate of the prison square slowly lifted, and two mechanical prison guards escorted 'Xu Linsen' in.

The next moment, Guo Huzhan's shocked voice rang out. "Boss?!"

Boss... Qing Chen pondered these two words, and a huge curse suddenly ran down his spine.

Qing Chen felt that Li Shutong had just made up the story about stirring up trouble and seeing what kind of monsters were hiding in the prison. In fact, the other party just wanted to see what kind of trouble he would cause after he obtained the Forbidden Item ACE-005!

Qing Chen could even imagine the scene of his master, Lin Xiaoxiao, and Ye Wan secretly suppressing their laughter!

Thanks to the classmate of Yiyulongwu No. 233 for becoming a new ally of this book. Thanks to the boss. The boss is generous and makes the boss rich!