Chapter 208: The Letter
Chapter 208: The Letter
The truth behind Shen Zheng's murder has now been revealed, especially since even the Mutual Aid Society has been eradicated. There's no point in keeping it hidden anymore, and the surviving perpetrators have already confessed.
However, the investigation results have not been made public yet, so the school is still unaware of the specifics.
That night, Chen Chuan learned a lot from Wei Jun's mouth. He felt that this matter was worth mentioning, even if he didn't say anything, he would definitely find out about it later.
He believed that some people who knew about this matter would probably not ignore it, especially some members of the Zealous Heart Society. Many of them had received Shen Zheng's kindness and help, and they would definitely try to find out what happened to his sister.
He also couldn't predict how He Xiaohang would react when he found out.
In theory, this matter had nothing to do with He Xiaohang, but there was no doubt that Shen Zheng's death was directly related to it. The main culprit behind Shen Zheng's murder was still alive and well in Central City, and they had not been held accountable during this operation. Therefore, he felt that He Xiaohang might not turn a blind eye.
Cheng Zitong seemed to have thought of something as well. He said, "About this matter, I'll talk to Old He later." He organized the materials on the desk, put them back into his briefcase, and stood up. "I'm going to get the principal's signature first. Just wait for my news."
After Chen Chuan sent him off, he once again devoted himself wholeheartedly to his combat cultivation. At this moment, he realized that fighting was indeed the best catalyst.
Now, when he trained, he had a better understanding of the purpose and direction of his training, knowing which areas needed to be strengthened first.
After the battle with Luo Qi, his convergence time with the Second Self increased by more than three hours, but the gains were not as great as those from Tan Wang.
This was normal. Before fighting Tan Wang, he had never fought anyone at the Third Limit. He didn't know what kind of combat expert he would face, but he didn't shrink back. Instead, he was filled with anticipation, driven by the desire to achieve his goals and fight for his destiny.
Before the battle with Luo Qi, he had made thorough preparations. This time, he fought to bring down the Mo Lan Corporation, and although it was partly for himself, he didn't feel the same excitement as when fighting Tan Wang.
Now, his convergence time had reached eighteen hours, and it seemed not far from the goal of twenty-four hours. He wondered if he could achieve it before heading to Central City.
After his regular training, he flipped through the throwing technique manual given to him by Yu Gang. For others, this technique might be the most challenging, but for him, it was the easiest.
All that was left was to practice repeatedly.
In the Wu Yi Academy's curriculum, the throwing technique was restricted. Combatants could throw objects with their inner force, and within a short distance, the impact could be just as powerful as ordinary firearms. In the past, without a weapon permit, he could only practice casually outside the school. Now that he had the permit, he could practice openly without any issues.
In reality, whether throwing could cause sufficient damage depended on the choice of tools. Although one could injure others with enough practice, it might not be enough against other combatants.
One had to choose sturdy materials, not necessarily stones, as stones were readily available and relatively inexpensive, making them convenient to carry.
He also considered finding someone to craft some suitable tools for him.
Time flew by after the start of the new semester, and in the blink of an eye, several days had passed. On this day, as he walked out of the dormitory building, he saw a student waiting with something in his hand.
Recognizing Fang Zhiming, he greeted him, "Fang."
Fang Zhiming hurried over and said, "Chen."
Chen Chuan approached him and asked, "Why are you waiting here? Why didn't you call?"
Although they were both students at the same school, one an Alpha student and the other a Beta, they often saw each other in the cafeteria and sometimes chatted without any barriers due to their different statuses.
Fang Zhiming replied, "Yes, Chen. Do you remember the last time my family asked me to give you a name card?"
Chen Chuan said, "I remember. Later, a senior from that company came to look for me."
"Yes, it was Senior Min. She contacted me before and said she had some leads on an investigation. She wanted to ask for your opinion, but you weren't around. She felt that if she waited any longer, she might miss the opportunity, so she decided to go ahead on her own. She said that if she didn't contact me within half a month, she would give this to you."
As he spoke, Fang Zhiming handed over the item in his hand.
Chen Chuan took it and saw that it was a letter addressed to 'Chen Chuan, to be opened personally'. He thought for a moment, then put it away, saying, "Okay, thank you, Fang."
Fang Zhiming visibly relaxed, "As long as you received it, Chen. I was worried that it was too late and would delay your plans." He paused and looked at Chen Chuan sincerely, "Chen, I really admire what you've done..."
He had directly suffered a loss at the hands of the Mutual Aid Society and had almost been beaten to death by Zhong Wu during the entrance exam, so he could truly understand Chen Chuan's actions.
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Fang, I saw you at the Adjudication Court that day. I know you came to support me, thank you."
Fang Zhiming was startled. He hadn't expected Chen Chuan to notice him, and his heart raced with excitement. "No need to thank me, really. I didn't do anything..."
Chen Chuan spoke earnestly, "Your presence here is a form of support. In the effort to topple Mo Lan Corporation and the Mutual Aid Society, your strength has played a part. Fang, what you've accomplished is far greater than you realize."
Fang Zhiming looked at him, feeling inspired, and nodded vigorously.
"I've delivered the letter, and I'll be heading back now. There are still many training sessions in the new semester, and my classmates are waiting for me. Goodbye, Chen."
Chen Chuan bid him farewell, and after seeing Fang Zhiming off, he returned to the dormitory. There, he opened the letter and began reading its contents.
"Chen, I'm writing this letter to you with some hesitation. Do you remember the mission we discussed last time? After our conversation, there hasn't been much progress. But recently, I've uncovered some new leads. I wanted to confirm them with you, but it seems you're not at school. So, I decided to investigate on my own..."
"Some colleagues who were investigating this matter have gone missing, and I suspect the company might be involved. It could even be the higher-ups, and I'm starting to doubt some of my friends and colleagues as well. Among the people I know, you might be the only one I can trust."
"I've organized the clues and sent them out. I've already asked Fang to deliver the letter to you if I don't return within half a month. If possible, could you receive the mail and pass it on to the relevant experts?"
Chen Chuan pondered for a moment. The fact that the letter had reached him indicated that Min Lan hadn't returned within half a month, and this matter seemed far from simple. He took out the name card Min Lan had given him and made a call, but no one answered.
He then called the company where Min Lan was working on a mission. Surprisingly, the person who answered said she was there. He asked if someone could bring her to the phone, but after a while, the person replied that she had been there a moment ago but couldn't be found now, and asked him to call back later.
Chen Chuan's heart sank. This situation was unusual.
After some thought, he decided to head to the post office first.
Using the address and tracking number provided in Min Lan's letter, he successfully retrieved the materials stored there. However, he didn't open them to examine the contents.
With the national draft still ongoing, he couldn't afford to get involved in other matters, nor was it necessary for him to do so.
Upon returning to the dormitory, he called Director Lei's residence. He Nan answered, and upon learning that Chen Chuan wanted to speak with Director Lei, he said, "Junior Brother, are you at school? Hold on, I'll get Old Lei to call you right away."
Chen Chuan didn't have to wait long before Director Lei's call came through. "Chen, what's the matter?"
Chen Chuan replied honestly, "Director Lei, I've discovered something and obtained some materials that might be related to esoteric rituals. As you're an expert in this field, I'd like to deliver them to you."
Director Lei's voice turned solemn. "Can you come over?"
"Yes."
"Alright, my car will be at the Wu Yi Academy entrance in half an hour. Bring the materials with you, and we can discuss the details in person."
"Okay."
Over twenty minutes later, Director Lei's armored vehicle arrived outside the Wu Yi Academy. Chen Chuan was already waiting there, and after meeting, he got into the car with the materials and handed them over to Director Lei. He then briefed Director Lei on what he had learned.
Director Lei put on gloves and carefully examined the materials. Instead of discussing the content with Chen Chuan, he said, "After Mo Lan Corporation arrived in Yangzhi, they supported a group of cultists, not only to distract the government but also to search for something through esoteric rituals, aiming to turn the tide of their unfavorable situation in Central City.
They've also set up numerous rituals in Yangzhi City, many of which we've already dismantled. However, there are still many cultists funded by Mo Lan Corporation that we haven't had time to eradicate.
Now that Mo Lan Corporation has fallen, some cults have entered a dormant phase and are trying to erase their traces. But this doesn't mean they've disappeared entirely. If we don't thoroughly eliminate them, they will resurface one by one in the future."
Chen Chuan asked, "Is this related to a particular cult?"
"Most likely."
Director Lei tapped the materials. "As a collective, esoteric cults require ritual venues, specific costumes, and props. They also need special 'esoteric materials,' all of which require financial support."
He turned to the telegraph operator in the car and said, "Send a telegram to Old Gao, telling him to go to No. 32 Blue Falcon Corporation on Olive Street in the south of the city. Within a fifty-meter radius, he should look for three two-meter-tall black pillars at the twelve, four, and eight o'clock positions.
Tell him not to rush to remove them. Instead, he should cut out corresponding paper figures based on the number of Blue Falcon Corporation employees and paste them on the pillars, writing each employee's name on them. Then, he should enter the company to check who is still there and who is missing."
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(End of Chapter)
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