Prison.
Inside a visitation room.
"Tap, tap!"
Watching Dong Liang walk away, Qi Xun suddenly stuck out his right foot and viciously kicked the iron table. However, with his psionic energy sealed, he no longer had his former strength. Instead, the iron table jarred his right foot, sending a sharp pain through it.
"Ah!"
"Damn it!"
The next moment, a furious roar filled with pain and unwillingness erupted from Qi Xun's mouth.
Qi Xun had struggled for two years, yet his entire fortune only amounted to a little over eight hundred thousand.
Aside from the two hundred thousand in unaccounted currency that had been discovered, he still had over a hundred thousand stored in a secret account, as well as a bulletproof Hover Car worth five hundred thousand, with another hundred and fifty to one hundred sixty thousand in currency kept inside it.
The code phrase Qi Xun had told Dong Liang earlier was meant to have him withdraw money from that secret account.
"But how was I discovered?"
"I've always been so careful. How could those bastards possibly know where I kept two hundred thousand in private savings?"
"Who the hell betrayed me?"
Sitting in his chair, Qi Xun shook his head and muttered to himself with a troubled expression. His mind kept turning, trying to figure out which sworn enemy was targeting him...
As for Wang Zhong, the insignificant person Qi Xun held a grudge against, Qi Xun did not think of him at all right now.
At the bureau.
Inside the investigation office building.
First floor.
Inside a conference room.
Li Ying, whose chin was still covered in a thick black beard and who looked to be in his thirties, handed Wang Zhong a Basic Psionic Battle Suit with several cracks on one arm.
"Wang Zhong, this Basic Psionic Battle Suit 11-22 is one of the better suits I could find."
"Next, all you need to do is sign this file. Then this Basic Psionic Battle Suit 11-22, with damage to the right arm and scratches on the torso, will be yours."
"You should know that this Basic Psionic Battle Suit 11-22 only has a 20% wear rate. It's nothing like those nearly scrapped pieces of junk sitting at close to 70%."
Looking at the relatively new Basic Psionic Battle Suit before him, Wang Zhong could not help showing a trace of excitement. Especially after seeing its degree of wear, his gratitude toward Li Ying grew even stronger.
Generally speaking.
Basic Psionic Battle Suits nearing retirement usually had damage to both arms or the torso. Once their wear rate reached the critical range of 70% to 80%, their strength enhancement would naturally be greatly reduced.
But the Basic Psionic Battle Suit Li Ying had given Wang Zhong only had damage to the armor around its right arm. Its strength enhancement had not been weakened in the slightest.
It was as though Wang Zhong had bought a Basic Psionic Battle Suit worth ten thousand for the price of three thousand!
Ten thousand was merely the discounted price.
Outside, an ordinary person would need to pay at least one hundred thousand to buy a Basic Psionic Battle Suit.
"Thank you, Captain. Thank you so much."
Coming back to his senses, Wang Zhong hurriedly grasped Captain Li Ying's right hand and thanked him happily.
"All right, kid. Just make sure you protect yourself."
Seeing how excited Wang Zhong was, Li Ying could not help smiling. Then, as though recalling something, he said to Wang Zhong mysteriously, "Still, you'd better be more careful lately. Good stuff like this is rare. Don't flaunt your wealth..."
A Basic Psionic Battle Suit with ordinary damage but intact enhancement capabilities...
That still counted as a pretty good treasure.
In particular, battle suits containing extraordinary power were, in a sense, controlled items. As a result, their prices were relatively high.
"Got it, Captain. Don't worry."
"I understand the importance of being careful." Wang Zhong smiled knowingly. "After I get back, I'll make sure to wear this Basic Psionic Battle Suit properly. Unless I'm taking a shower, I definitely won't take it off."
Ten minutes later.
After paying the three-thousand purchase fee, Wang Zhong returned to his workstation wearing the Basic Psionic Battle Suit.
At his workstation.
"Hello, this is the city bureau. How may I help you?"
Wang Zhong picked up the brown telephone receiver with a fake smile and asked politely.
Who would have thought that the next second, a frightened voice came through the receiver? "Sob... My husband beat me. I want to file a report. He beat me so badly that I'm seriously injured."
The fake smile vanished from Wang Zhong's face. With a stern expression, he asked seriously, "All right, ma'am. Please provide your address and tell me your husband's identity. I'll immediately request support for you."
From the receiver came, "Sob... M-my husband is a miner in the city district... an unregistered person..."
An unregistered person?
Hearing that answer, Wang Zhong shook his head helplessly. After quickly recording all the caller's information, he called his colleagues in another department.
"Patrol unit, patrol unit, this is the bureau."
"We just received a report. The caller is a woman who was beaten by her husband this morning. Her home address is XXX..."
"One more thing: this woman's husband is an unregistered person."
After hanging up, Wang Zhong lazily sprawled over the desk. This report did not stir the slightest ripple in his heart.
Sometimes, women were blind and failed to find good men. In that case, they could only blame themselves for judging people poorly.
A moment later.
"Sigh, there aren't even enough men for us, and those unregistered bastards come here to steal our women. Seriously, what the hell."
Wang Zhong sighed. Just as he was about to stand up and stretch, the Bluetooth Headset by his ear suddenly delivered an intelligent alert.
"Master, the miniature surveillance camera placed outside Mien's rental apartment has been forcibly removed."
Hearing this, a strange glint flashed through Wang Zhong's eyes. He naturally pulled out the Mechanical Phone A10 from his pocket, opened a document, and saw a group of familiar people taking out equipment and destroying every electronic device in the area.
Psionic Plainclothes Officers!
After three days, this group of Psionic Plainclothes Officers had finally found Mien's rental apartment.
Wang Zhong casually deleted the document, put down his phone, and picked up the cup on his desk to take a sip of water.
"Ding-dong."
Just then, a text notification sounded beside Wang Zhong's ear.
Wang Zhong looked at his phone while drinking water. When he saw the sender of the message, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
[Sender: Xiao Zhe.]
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