High Martial Arts: Infinite Clones, Starting by Stuffing an S-Rank Beast to Death
Chapter 239

The Son of the Version in Action

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The fat man muttered, "Does he mean arson?"

Qin Ze said meaningfully, "Who knows? Maybe they set the fire themselves."

After breakfast, everyone headed to the large classroom.

On the way, Qin Ze received a phone call from the Taoist priest.

The trail has gone cold.

On the other end of the phone, the Taoist sighed helplessly.

Qin Ze: "Take your time."

The Taoist slowly spoke, "Just as you guessed last night, someone did indeed want to kill the boy's family. Fortunately, I arrived beforehand and killed all four assassins. Their organization is unknown."

"The boy comes from a single-parent family; he only has a mother. I've met with his mother."

"This child usually does quite well in school, and he always finds part-time jobs to help support the family in his spare time."

According to her, the boy hasn't changed at all recently; he's the same as always.

"Later, I found the boy's notebook in the bedroom, and I found clues in it."

"A week ago, the boy had worked a part-time job at a place."

He didn't specify the details of the part-time job, but it came with a very generous reward.

Qin Ze said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, the place the boy went to for his part-time job is the Green Group just had a fire in the early hours of the morning?"

The Taoist said in a deep voice, "That's right, it's there."

"I originally wanted to follow the trail and investigate the Green Group thoroughly."

"The fire started as soon as I got downstairs at the company."

"That fire really burned everything completely."

Qin Ze pondered for a moment, "Don't you think this fire happened too coincidentally?"

"And it was raining at the time, yet the fire still burned for so long."

Taoist: "You mean...?"

Qin Ze smiled slightly, "The answer is already obvious."

Immediately afterward, the Taoist on the other end of the phone sighed heavily again.

"The fire started in the archives room; nothing was left inside."

"Without records, the company won't acknowledge that the boy worked there part-time."

Qin Ze once suspected that the Taoist's brain was all muscle and that he was inflexible.

"Master, what should we do now?"

"Find out the truth."

Does the company's admission or denial have anything to do with us finding out the truth?

"But there are no records about the boy, so we don't know what he did at the company. How can we investigate?"

Qin Ze pointed out another path to the Taoist.

" The Green Group isn't a large company, and its annual R&D budget isn't much. They don't have the capacity to conduct other research, you know that?"

The Taoist suddenly realized. "Someone is sponsoring them."

Qin Ze nodded. "So you should start investigating from the Green Group now, investigate their business dealings, their partners, and the sources of their funds."

The Taoist exclaimed in delight, " Qin Ze, you're a damn genius!"

"I'll go right now!"

The Taoist immediately hung up the phone.

Qin Ze thought this guy had been in seclusion for too long and had made him stupid.

Isn't this something that's easy to think of?

Subsequently, Qin Ze paged Thousand Faces on the Local Area Network.

"Go check with the Green Group to see if there are any stragglers."

Thousand Faces: " The Son of the Version is already in action, waiting for me to carry him to victory."

The Taoist searched for information about the Green Group at the Law Enforcement Department.

Thousand Faces had just infiltrated the group's building.

The Dharma King and Brother Devour were waiting outside.

To prevent his Thousand Faces from being exposed, he would be unable to break through.

The other clones lurk in various corners of Shi'an City, waiting for the next victim to appear.

Everyone else had something to do, but Qin Ze sat in his chair yawning boredly.

This lesson covers how to deeply temper one's bones.

Qin Ze had absolutely no interest.

What era are we living in? Who needs to temper their bones to cultivate immortality?

"Watch carefully, learn diligently, and don't let your minds wander."

Qin Ze spoke to the tough guys in the Bone-Tempering Group like a strict teacher.

Suddenly, the key vibrated.

Qin Ze opened the chat group and saw that it was the Taoist tagging him.

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: @Beast Tamer, your younger relative, that Qin Ze, is really talented]

[ Fairies Don't Poop: Huh? Qin Ze is a junior to the Beast Tamer?]

Lu Tongtong, who was sitting next to Qin Ze, glanced at him with surprise.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ze asked.

"It's nothing." Lu Tongtong and quickly looked away.

[ Beast Tamer: He was participating in the training camp for the Hundred Schools Competition in Shi'an City. That's where the Ghost Type were causing trouble, so I gave him a trial. You ran into him?]

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: I just happened to see him using the talisman you gave him]

[ Beast Tamer: No wonder you recognized him. By the way, how's his trial going?]

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: My investigation reveals that there are no Ghost Type in Shi'an City at all; someone is playing tricks.]

The Taoist recounted what had happened the previous night.

He particularly praised the analysis of Qin Ze.

[ Beast Tamer: Don't praise him to his face, he'll get arrogant]

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: Hahahaha! No way, no way!]

[ Passerby A: So it's very likely the company is behind this again]

[ Fairies Don't Poop: They don't do anything that involves humans]

[ Beast Tamer: Thank you for taking him along, fellow Daoist.]

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: It's nothing]

The Taoist wanted to say that it was actually Qin Ze who was guiding him, but he felt a little embarrassed and didn't dare to say it.

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: I'm in the Law Enforcement Department's archives. There's so much information about the Green Group; I'll have to search for ages.]

[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: Brother Dao, be careful. The Chamber of Chamber of Commerce's Mobile Team has already been dispatched. The Green Group is also a member, so the Mobile Team should arrive tonight.]

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: A bunch of worthless scoundrels, would a Daoist priest be afraid of them?]

[ Fairies Don't Poop: Should I come over and help?]

[ Catch a Fox Spirit: whatever]

[ Fairies Don't Poop: Wait until I finish signing this contract!]

Qin Ze raised an eyebrow.

Are the Fairy coming too?

This is getting more and more lively.

In the afternoon, Teacher Song announced the details of tomorrow's field training.

The training camp was located on a mountain outside the city.

The teaching assistant will be there.

The training mainly covers wilderness survival, wilderness combat, and emergency response.

After the afternoon classes ended, Nangong Qianrou and her professional team held a short meeting.

Nangong Qianrou began, "Let's all introduce ourselves so we can get to know each other better and cooperate more easily tomorrow."

Professional teams took turns introducing themselves.

Upon learning that Qin Ze was at the same level as her, Nangong Qianrou's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

It's unbelievable that a first-year student in the third grade is like this.

She suddenly felt that all her hard work over the past two years had been wasted on the dog.

"I have a grade of 3.3, and I have no special talents."

Qin Ze was aware that Nangong lacked any special talent.

After all, in the Otherworld, Nangong's Teleportation was copied from the fat man.

"The content of the field training camps is largely the same every year."

"The specific rules haven't been issued yet, but I estimate they'll be similar to previous years."

"It's simply about letting different teams interact and practice their teamwork."

Get a good rest tonight, and let's all do our best tomorrow.

After the meeting, everyone went back to their rooms.

Apart from Qin Ze, all four members of the professional team are looking forward to the upcoming field training.

Late at night, the Son of the Version sent a message on the Local Area Network.

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