Psionic Battle Suit with 20% Wear Rate, Trouble Comes Knocking!

Chapter 14: Psionic Battle Suit with 20% Wear Rate, Trouble Comes Knocking!

Prison.

Inside this visiting room.

"Stomp, stomp!"

Watching Dong Liang walk away, Qi Xun suddenly stretched out his right foot and kicked the iron table hard. However, with his Psionic powers sealed, he no longer had his former strength. Instead, his right foot throbbed with pain from hitting the table.

"Ah!"

"Damn it!"

The next moment, a roar filled with pain and unwillingness erupted from Qi Xun's mouth.

It was known that after two years of hard work, Qi Xun's entire net worth was only about 800,000.

Of this, excluding the 200,000 in unknown currency that was discovered, he had another 100,000 deposited in a secret account, as well as an armored hovercar worth 500,000, including 150,000 to 160,000 in currency stored within the car.

Previously, the code phrase Qi Xun had given Dong Liang was for him to withdraw money from this secret account.

"But how was I discovered?"

"I've always acted so cautiously, how could those bastards know where I hid my 200,000 private savings?"

"Who sold me out?"

Seated, Qi Xun shook his head, muttering to himself with a troubled expression. His mind was constantly racing, trying to figure out which old rival was targeting him...

As for Wang Zhong, that insignificant figure Qi Xun resented, he didn't even cross his mind at this moment.

The Bureau.

Inside the Investigation Office Building.

First Floor.

In a conference room.

Li Ying, whose chin was covered in black stubble and who looked to be in his thirties, handed Wang Zhong a [Basic Psionic Battle Suit] with several cracks on the arm.

"Wang Zhong, this [Basic Psionic Battle Suit 11-22] is the best one I could find."

"Next, you just need to sign this form, and this [Basic Psionic Battle Suit 11-22], with its damaged right arm and scratches on the torso, will be yours."

"You know, the wear rate of this [Basic Psionic Battle Suit 11-22] is only 20%, nowhere near those scrapped ones nearing 70%."

Looking at the somewhat new [Basic Psionic Battle Suit] before him, Wang Zhong's face couldn't help but show a hint of excitement. Especially after seeing the wear level of this [Basic Psionic Battle Suit], his gratitude towards Li Ying grew even stronger.

Generally speaking.

Some [Basic Psionic Battle Suits] that were close to being scrapped had damaged arms or torsos, with wear rates already reaching the critical point of 70%-80%. In such cases, the power amplification of these [Basic Psionic Battle Suits] would be greatly reduced.

However, the [Basic Psionic Battle Suit] Li Ying gave Wang Zhong only had damage to the armor part of the right arm, and the power amplification of the suit was not weakened at all.

This was equivalent to Wang Zhong buying a [Basic Psionic Battle Suit] worth 10,000 yuan for the price of cabbage at 3,000 yuan!

10,000 yuan was just the discounted price.

In the outside world, an ordinary person would have to pay at least 100,000 yuan to buy a [Basic Psionic Battle Suit].

"Thank you, Captain, thank you so much."

Snapping back to reality, Wang Zhong eagerly grabbed Captain Li Ying's right hand and thanked him happily.

"Alright, kid, just be careful and protect yourself."

Seeing Wang Zhong's excited demeanor, Li Ying couldn't help but smile. Then, as if thinking of something, he said to Wang Zhong mysteriously, "However, recently, you'd best be careful. Such good stuff isn't common, don't flaunt it..."

A [Basic Psionic Battle Suit] with ordinary damage but intact amplification capabilities...

That was still a very good treasure.

Especially since suits like this, which contained extraordinary powers, were, in a sense, controlled items, making their prices relatively high.

"Okay, Captain, don't worry."

"I'll be cautious, I understand."

Hearing this, Wang Zhong smiled and said with a knowing look, "When I get back, I'll definitely wear this [Basic Psionic Battle Suit] properly. Unless I'm taking a bath, I won't take it off."

Ten minutes later.

Having paid the 3,000 yuan purchase fee, Wang Zhong, wearing this [Basic Psionic Battle Suit], returned to his workstation.

At this workstation.

"Hello, this is the City Bureau, how can I help you?"

Wang Zhong picked up the brown telephone receiver with a fake smile and asked politely.

Who knew that in the next second, a terrified voice came from one end of the phone: "Wuwuwu, my husband hit me, I want to report it, I've been severely injured."

Upon hearing this, the fake smile on Wang Zhong's face disappeared. He put on a serious expression and asked, "Okay, ma'am, please tell me your address and your husband's identity. I'll immediately request backup for you."

One end of the phone: "Wuwuwu, my, my husband is a miner in the city, an undocumented person..."

An undocumented person?

Hearing this answer, Wang Zhong shook his head helplessly. Then, after quickly recording all the information from the caller, he called his colleagues in other departments again.

"Patrol unit, patrol unit, this is headquarters."

"Just received a report call. The caller is a woman who was beaten by her own husband this morning. Her home address is XXX..."

"Also, this lady's husband is an undocumented person."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zhong slumped lazily on the table. He felt no emotional stir about this report call.

Sometimes, if women are blind and can't find good men, they can only blame themselves for misjudging people.

A moment later.

"Sigh, we men are not enough to go around, and those undocumented guys are still coming here to steal our women. It's really speechless."

Wang Zhong sighed, and just as he was about to stand up and stretch, a prompt suddenly came from the [Intelligent System] in his Bluetooth headset.

"Master, the micro-monitoring camera placed outside the entrance of Mien's rental house has been forcibly removed."

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes. Then, he naturally took out the [Mechanical Phone A10] from his pocket, opened a document, and saw a group of familiar faces using instruments to destroy all electronic products around.

Psionic Plainclothes Officers!

Three days. This group of Psionic Plainclothes Officers had finally found Mien's rental house.

Casually deleting the document, Wang Zhong put down his phone and picked up a cup of water from the table to drink.

"Ding dong."

Just then, a text message notification sounded in Wang Zhong's ear.

Wang Zhong took a sip of water and picked up his phone to glance at it. Upon seeing the sender's name, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

[Sender: Xiao Zhe.]