Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 572 - 135: How to Deal With Him

Inside the safe house, Yang Qi and Song Yarong exchanged glances. Shinkata Misaki, who hadn't figured out the situation, looked at Yang Qi and then at Song Yarong, unsure of what to say.

"We can't possibly make a decision on this proposal, can we?" Song Yarong murmured quietly, "Shouldn't we consult Mr. Pei?"

"...Let's wait." Yang Qi shook her head, "Let's see what Sun Hang has to say."

"Is Sun Hang...planning to go in?"

Under the watchful eyes of Yang Qi and Song Yarong, Sun Hang pushed open the interrogation room door and walked inside.

He walked up to Yao Yu, stared at him for a few seconds, then drew out his handgun and placed the muzzle against Yao Yu's forehead.

Sun Hang's gun was still the 12.5mm hunting pistol, and as an ordinary person, a shot from this would undoubtedly be fatal to Yao Yu.

To be accurate, this shot wouldn't just blow Yao Yu's entire head apart; his shoulders and chest would likely be blasted away as well.

The interrogation officer behind the table slightly stiffened, instinctively shrinking back, as if fearing the impending spray of flesh and blood.

After making this subconscious move, he realized he should stop Sun Hang, but just as he tried to stand up, Sun Hang made a motion with his hand behind his back, signaling him to sit down.

"This... this..." The interrogation officer mumbled, unsure whether to stand or sit.

"Don't act rashly." Yang Qi said in his earpiece, "Sun Hang...he should know his limits."

"Are you sure?" Song Yarong stared at Yang Qi with suspicion, "Ever since we met him...he's never really 'known' his 'limits'..."

Yang Qi's lips twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything further.

"Honestly, I always feel like you're plotting something." Sun Hang said, pointing the gun at Yao Yu's head.

"Yes, I want power too." Yao Yu looked directly at Sun Hang, "But I can guarantee, I won't betray humanity."

"Whether you betray humanity is none of my concern." Sun Hang replied, "Any last words? You have ten seconds."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Yao Yu's eyes. He slowly closed them and whispered, "I've said all I need to say, no last words."

"Alright, farewell then."

Sun Hang pulled the trigger.

"Click."

The hammer struck the empty chamber, emitting a crisp sound.

Yao Yu opened his eyes, somewhat puzzled looking at Sun Hang.

"Ah, forgot to load the gun." Sun Hang feigned surprise.

"You don't want to kill me." Yao Yu said.

"If you keep using that pretentious tone with me, I might actually want to." Sun Hang holstered the gun, stepped back two steps, and sat down.

A chair formed of mycelium instantly appeared beneath him, perfectly supporting him.

"Since you're not killing me, does that mean you agree with my proposal?" Yao Yu maintained a calm tone, but a trace of eagerness flickered in his eyes.

"Are you a diode? Are there only two options for the problem?" Sun Hang looked at Yao Yu as if he were an idiot, "The value of your life indeed can't offset your past crimes, but shooting you in a single blow is too merciful, right?"

"Uh..." Yao Yu's expression stiffened, "So your meaning is..."

"While your life isn't worth much, it's not completely worthless." Sun Hang said, "Whether it's for live experiments or as a sacrificial pawn...no matter how you die, it'll be more valuable than just execution. I'm practical, even if I can't recover all losses, at least I can recover something."

Sun Hang suddenly looked up at the surveillance camera in the interrogation room and asked, "Mr. Yang, generally speaking, how much is a pawn's life worth?"

In the safe house, watching the video footage, Yang Qi's forehead pulsated twice. She took two deep breaths before speaking sternly to Sun Hang, "Sun Hang, we usually don't quantify human life with money, even for death row inmates..."

"Then you tell me, how much debt does it take against the Federation Government to be forced into a temporary investigator role or similar pawn positions?"

Yang Qi: "..."

"I just checked; the lowest recorded debt in Tianfu City is 790,000, and that guy joined the same time as you." Song Yarong chuckled, speaking as if hoping for chaos.

"Is that person still alive?"

"Dead...died on his first mission." Song Yarong said, "It was during the incident at the cemetery in the south of the city; he was tasked with gathering clues and was attacked by mutated wildlife due to the blood moon. Severely injured, he died before reaching the hospital.

"So, in Tianfu City, the minimum price for human life is 790,000." Sun Hang nodded, patting Yao Yu's shoulder with a hand formed of mycelium. "Did you hear? You're worth at least 790,000. Do you know how many disaster relief supplies 790,000 could buy now? How many hungry victims could it feed? That shot I fired wasn't killing a person; it was killing 790,000 worth of bills."

"You... you actually calculate this way?" Maintaining a calm demeanor since capture, Yao Yu finally showed a little sign of not being able to hold it, "I... I'm a senior researcher at Dubhe Tower...the Xiazhou Federation has spent a lot to cultivate me...and you think I'm only worth 790,000..."