Chapter 246: Post-Operation Cleanup
Chapter 246: Post-Operation Cleanup
As the City Security Defense Team departed, Wu Bei immediately noticed and exclaimed with delight, "Brother Chen, they're gone! They've returned."
He breathed a sigh of relief and said with lingering fear, "Fortunately, this person chose a Class C service. If it were a Class B service, they wouldn't have left so easily."
Chen Chuan was unfamiliar with the specifics of the service classes, but with his Unlimited Defense Permit, he wasn't worried about the City Security Force. Their departure meant one less problem to deal with.
However, it seemed that he would need to pay special attention to this service class in the future.
Seeing that there was no one else standing around, he returned to the building, retrieved the sheath of Xue Jun's sword, and collected some hair and blood from Lang Teng and Bo Chen's bodies. Only then did he descend from the upper level.
At that moment, Lao Qi arrived with his car and joined them, as the boundary point was now uncontested, and all biological field signals were blocked by Wu Bei, ensuring their activities remained hidden.
Lao Qi parked his car and approached the scene, gazing at the corpses strewn across the ground in disbelief.
He truly understood the destructive power of Chen Chuan, a Second Limit Fighter. In such a short time, an entire Elite Commission Team, including security personnel, had been completely neutralized.
In the communication channel, Wu Bei suddenly exclaimed, "I've discovered something! According to the surveillance footage, it seems they deposited a large sum of cash in the company yesterday."
"Cash?" Lao Qi immediately responded, "We should take the cash with us!"
He continued, "I'm not being greedy, but think about it. If we leave it here, the next team to arrive will take the cash, and they'll likely pin the money's disappearance on us. It's better to take it now; without it, they won't be able to trace anything."
Wu Bei agreed, "This cash can't be traced to any records. If it's in the company, taking it won't cause any trouble."
Lao Qi sought Chen Chuan's opinion, "What do you think, Brother Chen?"
Chen Chuan's response was short and firm, "Take it."
The haunting tale still needed to be addressed, and if not resolved quickly, a substantial sum would be required to purchase binding ritual materials for the Mystic Sect. The Golden Shrimp Team's money would be put to good use here.
With Chen Chuan's approval, Lao Qi excitedly rushed into the building. Following Wu Bei's instructions, he located a room containing a bag of cash that hadn't been processed yet.
Carrying the bag of money, Lao Qi couldn't help but sigh, "Only cash can be easily taken. Who knows where the money in the Golden Shrimp Team's account will end up?"
Wu Bei checked the company's account using the boundary point and reported, "There's not much money in the account, only a little over two thousand. It was probably for temporary emergency use."
Lao Qi thought for a moment and agreed that it made sense. It was just after the New Year, and the Golden Shrimp Team's funds from the previous year should have already been distributed. The bulk of the money was likely in private accounts, not the company's.
However, even if they could access the private account records, cracking the account password would be futile. Most of these accounts were linked to the owner's biological field, and upon the owner's death or incapacitation, the account would be frozen. Only the owner or their designated heir could access it.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Wu Bei excitedly announced, "It's done! I've packaged all the data!"
Chen Chuan said, "Then let's go."
He and Lao Qi got into the car, and as it started moving, Lao Qi glanced back at the giant golden shrimp on the rooftop of the building, saying, "Brother Chen, there might be someone backing the Golden Shrimp Team. We should be cautious from now on."
Chen Chuan acknowledged with a hum.
However, the situation would dictate their next move. If the Golden Shrimp Team's higher-ups were still alive, they might be able to mobilize many connections. But according to the company's records, all of them had stayed here today, so how many people would stand up for them?
Wu Bei reassured them, "Don't worry. I've deleted all of Brother Chen's records, and I've altered his travel route for today. Without a specific target, they won't be able to trace him."
Lao Qi asked, "What about the City Security Team's records? Do they have any?"
"They might, but the City Security Team's records are usually not made public. Only those who purchase their services can access them, and even then, only a portion of the information is shared under a Class A service agreement."
Lao Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief. A Class A service was one of the highest-level services provided by the City Security Team, and only the elite of Center City could afford it. Even if they sold the entire Golden Shrimp Commission Team, it wouldn't be enough to purchase this service.
At that moment, Lao Qi received a signal from Wu Bei and, after considering it, turned to Chen Chuan, saying, "Brother Chen, I think Wu Bei would be a great fit for our team. How about... inviting him to join us?"
In the apartment, Wu Bei felt a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
He had asked Lao Qi to relay this message. Wu Bei had never encountered such a powerful fighter as Tran Chen, and the prospect of potentially dealing with the upcoming Anomaly Commission, facing the filth and enemies lurking in the shadowy corners, excited him.
Tran Chen, at this moment, realized that having a Resonator in the team was probably necessary for operations in the Central City. He said, "Brother Wu, you are very capable. If you don't mind..."
"I don't mind! I really don't mind!"
Tran Chen smiled and said, "Good, in that case, Brother Wu, welcome to the team."
"Oh yeah!" Wu Bei exclaimed in excitement, raising his hands high in the apartment.
After all the commotion, it was already noon. As the car drove, Tran Chen watched the footage sent by Wu Bei.
This was his battle with the Golden Shrimp Team, but his recording had been blocked and erased from the start, so everyone seemed to be fighting against vague shadows.
However, he could see every movement clearly, and he couldn't help but think that in the Central City, fighters reviewing their own battles should be a common practice, which would be very useful for post-battle analysis and improvement.
But when he saw the coordinated and almost perfectly synchronized movements, he instinctively felt that it had something to do with the Bio-Field Technique. So, he captured a segment and sent it to Wu Bei, asking, "Brother Wu, do you know what this is?"
Wu Bei took a look and replied, "Oh, I know. By linking with active or non-active consciousness bodies, they adjust and coordinate tactics based on the records within. Sometimes, the fighters don't even need to make adjustments themselves; the consciousness bodies do it for them. But this requires the presence of a Bio-Field implant."
Tran Chen understood that this technique was not to be underestimated. It was only because the Golden Shrimp Team's strength and equipment were slightly lacking; if they were a level higher, dealing with them would not be so easy.
It was conceivable that the City Security Defense Force must possess this technology, and the individual qualities of their team members were likely even higher.
Facing such an enemy, there was no other way but to have greater strength.
Tran Chen took a deep breath. Soon after they left, over a dozen vehicles arrived, and many people got out from them. They seemed to be gang members, most of them with moss-like hairstyles glowing in various colors.
One of the gang leaders looked at the square, then walked to the car where Jing Li lay. He took off his polarized sunglasses and clicked his tongue. "Looks like we've encountered a tough one here."
A subordinate beside him spoke up, "Boss, should we find those who did this?"
The leader glared at him, "Is Jing Li your dad or your mom?"
The subordinate stammered, "Neither, Boss. You know, he's my uncle."
"Fuck, you know that, and you're still asking me if I should care about these bastards?"
The subordinate weakly replied, "Boss, I thought we were cooperating..."
The leader tapped the subordinate's head with his sunglasses, causing the latter to flinch. "Use your brain. We're cooperating with them to make it easier for them to pick up goods from here. If this house is gone, we'll just find another. What are you, some charity worker?"
"Boss, don't tap, don't tap. I was wrong, I was wrong..."
The leader hummed and looked around. "These guys have good equipment and implants. We can strip them and sell them for a pretty penny. Let's take them."
He waved his hand, and the subordinates around him sprang into action. Soon, one of them rushed over, "Boss, we found the stuff." As he spoke, he lifted a bag in his hand.
The leader said, "Since we've got what we came for, let's not linger. Take only the valuable models and leave the rest."
"Yes, Boss!"
After half an hour of work, the leader said, "The Urban Cleanup Team is coming."
The leader immediately ordered, "Are you done? If you are, let's go!" The subordinates responded and got into the cars with the implants they had roughly stripped from the bodies. The dozen vehicles quickly drove away from the scene.
Meanwhile, Lao Qi's car arrived again near the slum district.
Before getting off, Tran Chen asked, "Lao Qi, I didn't get a chance to ask earlier. When you went to buy the Forbidden Sect ritual items, did you encounter any trouble?"
Lao Qi replied, "There was some trouble, but..." He hesitated, "It's nothing I can't handle."
Tran Chen looked at him and said, "You can speak up about any trouble. We're a team now, so your problems are our problems."
Lao Qi sincerely said, "Brother Tran, I can handle it."
Tran Chen nodded. He got off the car and stood at the intersection, gazing at the slum district. The rest could wait; it was time to deal with this haunting tale.
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(End of Chapter)
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