Awakening the Daily Intelligence System-Chapter 790 - 336 Semi-transparent Screen_2

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However, Ye Tian quickly calmed down, and he calculated swiftly in his mind. After redeeming the Scene Card, he still had 2000 points remaining in his hand. If he wanted to successfully capture the mission target, meticulous planning was essential, along with selecting the right ability cards from the points mall to assist him.

“No wonder the time limit for this mission is five days. Turns out it’s because the system no longer helps with capturing targets. The difficulty has increased significantly, so they granted more preparation time,” Ye Tian muttered softly to himself, with a glint of reflection in his eyes.

Despite the significant increase in difficulty, Ye Tian’s resolve to punish Oscar and his accomplices remained unwavering; it had only become more steadfast. Clenching his teeth, he focused his thoughts and summoned the points mall. After weighing his options carefully, he finally used the last 2000 points to redeem an Invisibility Card and a Range Hypnosis Card. These 2000 points had been painstakingly saved for his next live-streamed Judgement, but now, to eliminate the heinous criminal Oscar, Ye Tian went all out, practically draining his resources.

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Time quietly passed, the sun slowly sank, and its warmth softened as it faded. The night descended like an enormous black curtain, slowly enveloping the entirety of Los Angeles City. Lights flickered to life throughout the city, reflecting against the stars scattered across the night sky, but they could not dispel the darkness where sin lurked.

Several black Audi cars, concealed by the night, glided silently like stealthy panthers through the gates of Bo’ai Orphanage. They drove steadily along the paths within, finally stopping in front of a three-story building. Soon after, the car doors opened in succession, and five middle-aged men emerged one by one. Their physiques varied—some were stout, while others were lean—but each of them radiated an unmistakable aura of authority. Their steps were brisk, their expressions grave, as they made their way purposefully toward the building.

In one corner of the orphanage, beneath a large tree, a little girl with two playful pigtails was watching the scene unfold curiously, her big, lively eyes darting around. She turned her head to look at the twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy behind her, her gaze filled with confusion, and asked, “Brother, what do you think those people are here for? Could they be coming to adopt a child?”

The boy’s face lit up with a sunny smile, and he gently wiped away the snot trickling toward the little girl’s mouth before patiently replying, “I’m guessing they’re here to meet Uncle Headmaster. That tall, beefy man—I’ve seen him before. That day, I saw him chatting with Uncle Headmaster. And isn’t Uncle Headmaster here today at the orphanage?”

“Oh, but Brother, I think those people look really scary. Could they be the bad guys you mentioned before?” The little girl pouted, her face showing a hint of fear as she clung tightly to the boy’s waist and burrowed into his warm embrace, her voice trembling slightly.

The boy gently patted the little girl’s head, his gaze filled with tenderness. He comforted her, “Don’t be scared, okay? With Brother here, nothing will happen to you. But, Little White, we shouldn’t judge people just based on appearance. Those uncles may look fierce, but they aren’t necessarily bad people. Just like Uncle Headmaster—he can seem a bit stern, but he’s a great person who gives us a warm and loving place, like a true home.”

The two crouched under the tree, whispering softly together. It wasn’t often that so many strangers visited the orphanage, and today’s sudden arrival of this group was unprecedented, filling their hearts with curiosity and unease.

Meanwhile, the five middle-aged men, escorted by bodyguards, quickly made their way to the door of the headmaster’s office on the third floor. They ordered the bodyguards to wait outside, exchanged a glance, and gently knocked on the door before stepping inside.

“Brother Jun!”

As soon as they entered the room, the men who had radiated an aura of authority just moments earlier now stood meekly in a row like obedient children facing a strict parent. They bowed in unison, their voices echoing solemnly.

“Hmm, have a seat.”

Seated at the desk, Oscar had been lost in thought, his head bowed. Upon hearing their voices, he slowly raised his head, pointed toward a nearby sofa, and spoke in a deep tone, his expression impassive. Behind him, four figures loomed faintly in the shadows—hidden like silent sentinels, shrouded in mystery and menace.

“Brother Jun, why did you choose to hold this meeting here this time? You usually don’t allow us to come to the orphanage casually.”

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After the men settled into their seats, William Wang, a tall and robust man, glanced around a room enshrouded in silence. Seeing no one speak, he chuckled awkwardly before summoning enough courage to inquire.

Oscar didn’t immediately reply but instead took out a cigarette, holding it between his index and middle fingers. He lit it with a lighter, inhaled deeply, and let white smoke slowly encircle him. His movements deliberate, he leaned back against his chair, a trace of weariness and worry evident in his eyes.

After a long pause, Oscar finally spoke, his tone slow and heavy. “What are the current market prices?”

“Corneas are priced between 150,000 and 200,000. Kidneys are about 1.8 million each. Adult hearts sell for around 2 million, while children’s hearts are slightly cheaper, roughly 1.3 million. Livers are priced at about 1.9 million, and a liter of blood fetches around 4,500.”

William Wang rattled off the organ prices with the precision of a seasoned operator. The ease and fluency of his list suggested these figures had long been etched in his memory.

“Huff—”

Leaning against his chair, Oscar exhaled a stream of smoke and watched it drift upward in swirling tendrils. A hint of dissatisfaction flickered across his face as he remarked grimly, “Human lives—truly worthless, aren’t they?”

William Wang and the others, unable to decipher Oscar’s true sentiments, hung their heads silently. Not daring to breathe too loudly, they awaited his ensuing orders. The room seemed to grow stiflingly quiet and tense—even the sound of a pin dropping would resonate sharply.

“You’ve all heard about what happened this afternoon, haven’t you?”

After prolonged silence, Oscar finally broke the suffocating stillness in the room.

“According to our men, yeah. Jack Thompson was done in by the Dark Law Enforcer too.”

Seated beside William Wang, Tom Lee nodded in confirmation, reporting honestly.

“Hmm. Since you’re all aware, I won’t waste time repeating myself. I’ve decided that, for now, all of our operations will halt entirely. No one is to act on their own. If things get too dangerous, we’ll leave the country together, lay low for a few years, and return when the dust settles,” Oscar declared firmly, his tone brokering no argument and his gaze exuding an undeniable authority.

“Brother Jun, I understand you’re worried the Dark Law Enforcer might use that ledger to track us down. But please reconsider—halting business would cause massive losses, at least in the billions! Plus, we’ve taken significant deposits for those hundred-day infant banquets. If we cancel operations, how are we supposed to account for that with our clients?”

Tom Lee, specializing in the human banquet sector, shot upright from the sofa as soon as he heard Oscar’s decision to suspend all activities. His attempts to persuade Oscar brimmed with urgency, his facial expression resembling someone witnessing the evaporation of immense fortune.