Secret Buyer-Chapter 85: The Living Dead

The Public Security Headquarters, in a sense, is the second largest violent institution in Jiangzhou.

The first is Jiangzhou Prison, where the only aerospace ship in Jiangzhou is stationed.

Despite being past midnight, the building was still brightly lit, with people coming and going.

"Old man, are you here to report a case?"

In the reception hall on the first floor, a security officer called out to the elderly man who walked in, warmly approaching him.

This is the Upper Three Districts, and those who come and go are, if not wealthy, certainly not far from it.

Zhang Fusheng spoke gently:

"I’m looking for Zheng Yaoyang."

The security officer was taken aback:

"Director General..... and you are?"

Zhang Fusheng didn’t speak, only smiled at him.

The security officer hurriedly guided him to a nearby seating area, quickly dialing a phone call.

"Director General, there’s an elderly man here to see you... Yes, he didn’t say, should I bring him up? Yes, Director General."

The security officer accompanied with a smile:

"Old man, our Director is inviting you up, just take the adjacent elevator No.1, you’ll go directly to the Director’s office."

Zhang Fusheng smiled:

"Working late into the night? Zheng Yaoyang is quite dedicated."

Hearing the calm words of the elderly, the security officer’s smile became even more radiant, with a touch of respect:

"You might not know, but today there was an order from above to intensify the monitoring and crackdown on violence in the Lower Three Districts..."

The elevator opened, ascending all the way.

’Ding!’

The silvery elevator doors opened again, revealing a massive office over two hundred square meters,

the floor was covered with a thick carpet, a huge tea table emitting a white mist, a mini golf green, and even a small bar stocked with various drinks...

Without saying, no one would think this was an office.

The middle-aged man sitting at the tea table raised his head, measuring the small old man walking out of the elevator, stood up and said:

"Are you..... from the Investigation Bureau?"

Zheng Yaoyang put on a smile.

"My name is Zhong Mountain."

Zhang Fusheng spoke blandly, walking to the middle-aged man, a chair not far away suddenly lifted into the air and swooshed down behind him!

The old man leisurely sat down.

Zheng Yaoyang’s smile froze, manipulating matter with thoughts, mentally interfering with reality...

A Grandmaster!

Sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

The first thing he thought of was the ink that changed shape on a piece of paper that day, the line about ’reporting’ Ankang Hospital.

"Sit down too." The old man said blandly.

Zheng Yaoyang nodded respectfully, sitting upright as if facing a direct superior, half of his backside on the sofa, the other half deliberately suspended.

"Liu Zhengbang, know him?" Zhang Fusheng asked calmly.

"I know."

Zheng Yaoyang didn’t hesitate:

"Captain of the Investigation Bureau’s Vanguard Team, not long ago, Jiangzhou Headquarters cooperated with the Vanguard Team to strike at Ankang Tumor Hospital."

Zhang Fusheng smiled:

"So you’ve been in contact?"

Zheng Yaoyang hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said:

"No, this Captain Liu, just a couple of weeks ago, came in contact with seven killing words left by a suspected Fallen into Demon Grandmaster, suffered severe mental trauma, and has been under rescue..."

His voice became lower and lower...

A Grandmaster.

Even in a mid-sized city above, belongs to the level of the top person.

Only in the Provincial Government can they exceed double digits.....

In a broken place like Jiangzhou, suddenly having a Grandmaster is incredible.

Right now one, and that Fallen into Demon one...

Zhang Fusheng didn’t care about the Director General’s trembling, at this moment was still pondering, what a coincidence?

The seven killing words, of course, left by himself.

He casually asked:

"Was he rescued?"

The Director General was taken aback:

"I don’t know, but last week when they went to offer condolences, they said the therapy wasn’t successful, Captain Liu could die at any time."

Death?

Zhang Fusheng thought of Liu Zhengbang’s lifeless brain.

If he is dead.

Then who was talking with him?

How did that person control or rather possess a corpse?

And why would they cover up for Niu Dali?

Zhang Fusheng’s mind was spinning:

"Are you standing with Hongji or Chai Gate?"

For a long time now, he also figured out, Jiangzhou City differs from other small cities,

not entirely controlled by the Governor.

The reason is simple.

One is Master, the other is Old Ghost Chai.

Master is a Grandmaster, but he seems to be in a bad state, whereas Old Ghost Chai is a top-notch Martial Arts Master.

Stronger than Jiangzhou’s Governor.

The two forces are not only intertwined in the Underworld, they probably also have thick roots in the official world.

Zheng Yaoyang paused for a second, immediately replied:

"I stand with no one, only follow your instructions."

Zhang Fusheng paused, then laughed heartily:

"Interesting."

He stood up, stretched out his hand, and with a thought, took the Yin World Wood Marrow from the Contract,

which, in Zheng Yaoyang’s eyes,

appeared as a pitch-black ink-like object in the old man’s hand, chilling and eerie,

then he heard the old man let out a "ha" and point his finger.

The flowing cold object suddenly burrowed into Zheng Yaoyang’s body!

Cold sweat poured like a waterfall from Zheng Yaoyang, and he immediately looked internally, clearly finding the ink-black eerie object taking root in his legs!

He felt slightly numb in his legs, with a sense of... decay and decline!

Zhang Fusheng spoke gently:

"This object is extraordinary. If uncontrolled, within six months to a year, it will completely devour and assimilate you, turning you into a fine piece of Yin Wood."

Zheng Yaoyang was almost in tears:

"Senior... Senior."

The old man said calmly:

"Don’t worry, if you behave, in a month, I’ll take it out for you."

Zheng Yaoyang nodded vigorously.

The old man’s figure gradually became blurred and transparent:

"If something comes up, I’ll find you. By the way, where does the Governor live?"

Zheng Yaoyang tremblingly reported the address, and the old man disappeared completely.

The vast office fell into dead silence.

Zheng Yaoyang began to breathe heavily.

.........

After leaving the Public Security Headquarters, maintaining the appearance of Zhong Mountain, Zhang Fusheng headed straight for the First District.

But this time, he halted.

Just as he arrived outside the villa where the Governor lived.

Prickling sensation.

A sensation like needle pricks spread all over his body.

Spiritual warning.

A strong warning!

The Contemplation Technique at the perfection level, with spirit realm at the perfection level, could already sense the falling leaves of an autumn forest before the cicadas even reacted,

if a premonition occurs, nine times out of ten it comes true!

Pausing for a moment, Zhang Fusheng turned and left without hesitation.

He vanished into the darkness, escaping from the First District, and appeared under a bridge pier.

"The last time I felt such danger... was Shi Zhengyuan."

Zhang Fusheng wiped away sweat; what was in that villa?

His mind raced, and he immediately made a decision, quietly entering the Divine Realm, entering the Eight Sceneries Palace.

And then.....

Peering through a crack in the door.

Observing the past, although his perspective was locked on himself, it extended forty meters wide.

Although he hadn’t entered the villa at the time, he had reached the front door, just within the forty-meter range.

The dim scene was rendered with vibrant colors,

the past appeared before his eyes, and with a high-dimensional perspective, everything in the villa was vividly clear.

"What’s this?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured, looking through the door crack, seeing two people, one was the Governor of Jiangzhou City, with skin, flesh, and bones impeccably clear,

but horrifyingly, the Governor’s brain was... ’dead.’

Just like Liu Zhengbang, a living corpse!

Zhang Fusheng was gravely shocked, a city’s highest official is a dead person??

His scalp tingled, and he shifted his perspective, gazing at the other person.

This was a handsome young man, bald, wearing clothes made of bone fragments, with a hunchbacked and emaciated woman clinging to his back.

Under the high-dimensional perspective, the other’s flesh and viscera were exposed, every inch of skin, flesh, every bone and organ.....

Amazingly, all appeared like flawless glazed glass!!

And there was more.

The handsome youth had a small cloth pouch hanging at his waist, inside which was filled with various items and Dharma Artifacts,

under the high-dimensional perspective, those Dharma Artifacts were shrouded in unknown shadows!

"Mercy, mercy!"

The handsome youth sighed, then abruptly turned his gaze toward the villa’s exterior - exactly where ’Zhong Mountain’ had been standing.

During that time, his own spirit had strongly warned him, and he had fled without hesitation, the perspective was pulled away, and the scene ended there.

"Who is he?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured, choosing another past scene, carefully observing Zheng Yaoyang.

Fortunately.

The man’s brain was alive.

Eyes departed from the door crack.

"Was it that handsome youth who turned the Governor and Liu Zhengbang into living dead?"

"No, that’s not right, or is it....."

"Because they were living dead, that’s why he sought them out?"

Zhang Fusheng furrowed his brow intensely, suddenly recalling Du Mingsheng’s words.

Silent Fury Buddha Son, either arriving or already in Jiangzhou, came for the hunt.

.........

The next morning.

"Going to Jiang University? Sure!" Zhu Xiaoming’s voice shouted over the phone:

"Old Zhang, when did you come back to Jiangzhou?"

"Just got back not long ago."

Zhang Fusheng flipped through the information on Liao Xianji’s grandson, who worked at Jiang University, and said with a smile:

"Meet you at Jiang University entrance at noon? I’ve got some things to discuss with you."

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