Chapter 84

"Find him?"

Wang Qian frowned and hesitated, saying, "We don't have much in common, and I don't really trust him. Boss, you don't know, the day after the Xiahou family and the Palace Master had a conflict, he sent a message saying he would help me, which is very suspicious." We're just acquaintances, and Wang Qian doesn't believe that Yuanshi Tianzun would risk offending the Xiahou family for his sake. What's in it for him?

Upon hearing this, Qingdian Dasheng immediately hesitated.

The girl standing nearby glanced at Wang Qian and then at Qingdian Dasheng, asking with interest, "Are you talking about that new player who cleared two S-level stages and has been very popular on the official forum recently?" Wang Qian nodded, "I'm his informant."

Xingang Xingang scrutinized him, tsking repeatedly.

Qingdian Dasheng then asked, "Susu, what do you think?"

Xingang Xingang shook her head, "I'm very interested in this talented young man, but I don't know him well."

Qingdian Dasheng pondered for a few seconds and expressed his thoughts, saying, "Yuanshi Tianzun is not very old and is still a newbie. At this age, spirit realm travelers still have a sense of justice and can't stand bullying. Shengshou, send him a message about this, saying your sister has been kidnapped and you suspect the Xiahou family. Don't describe it in too much detail. See how he responds."

Wang Qian nodded, "Should I go out again?"

Qingdian Dasheng shook his head, "Send it directly from here. We're about to move to a new location. We'll leave as soon as you're done. The young man with headphones and the girl moved closer. Under the watchful eyes of his companions, Wang Qian took out his phone and typed the message:

"My sister has been kidnapped by the Xiahou family. They don't follow the rules and have harmed my family. Is the official really going to do nothing?"

He finished the message and looked at his companions.

Qingdian Dasheng shook his head, "Young geniuses are generally proud and respond to softness, not toughness. Soften the tone a bit. Change it to: My sister has been kidnapped by the Xiahou family. She's just an ordinary person. Please help me save her."

Wang Qian immediately revised the message and sent it.

Zhang Yuanqing, who had just finished a phone call with Xie Lingxi, who was full of "Is my brother hurt?" and "Xiahou Tianyuan is a bastard," received a message notification as soon as he hung up.

"Wang Qian finally sent me a message?"

He was delighted, thinking that his disguise ring would finally come in handy.

He then noticed that the message was sent to "Yuanshi Tianzun" rather than the unregistered number.

Zhang Yuanqing read the message content and his face suddenly turned grim. Kidnapping a family member?

The Xiahou family actually harmed Wang Qian's family, even targeting ordinary people?

What's the difference from evil professions?

He put away his phone and left the bathroom.

Guan Ya, who was sitting in front of the computer, looked up and smiled, "In less than ten minutes, I have a deep and clear understanding of your endurance. What's wrong?"

She suddenly noticed that Yuanshi Tianzun didn't look good.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice, "Wang Qian's sister has been kidnapped."

He quietly told Guan Ya the content of the message.

Lao Siji raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Yuanqing sought her opinion, "In this situation, what do you think we should do?"

After seeing the message, his first reaction was anger, anger at the Xiahou family's lawlessness; his second reaction was doubt, doubting the authenticity of the event; his third reaction was caution.

Guan Ya thought for a few seconds and frowned, "I don't think it's right. The Xiahou family is domineering, but not to the point of lawlessness. Ordinary people are insignificant to them, but this is Songhai, and they shouldn't act so recklessly."

"Do you mean the message is fake? Or that the Xiahou family didn't do it?"

"No, I mean the Xiahou family's attitude towards Zhishe Palace is problematic, and their retaliation is excessive." Guan Ya's expression was serious, "My advice is to stay out of it. The water is deep. If you must get involved, pressure them through official channels, but you're just an elite member, not a captain or an executor. The Xiahou family isn't afraid of you."

"I can call Captain Fu."

Guan Ya laughed, "You don't know him. I guess he would say this: If you believe in procedural justice, gather evidence and come back to me. If you follow the result-based justice, you don't need to come to me."

The Xiahou family's actions are very clean. I can't gather evidence, and it takes time. We don't know Wang Qian's sister's current situation, and the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes.

Result-based justice means, isn't this just the Zhishe Palace's way? Zhang Yuanqing looked at her and said, "I'll ask."

He turned and went back into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing came out with a strange expression and said loudly, "You woman, tell me, what's your relationship with Captain Fu?" Fu Qingyang's response was almost the same as what she said.

Guan Ya giggled, "You guess."

Zhang Yuanqing said nothing, his face dark, and left with his backpack, angry. He took a taxi outside the Public Security Bureau and headed to Wang Qian's sister's house.

In the car, he closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes, coming up with a plan.

"If I follow procedural justice, the best way is to borrow the command flag from Fu Qingyang and then interrogate Xiahou Tianyuan. But the captain is not here, and if I go alone, Xiahou Tianyuan might attack me again, and I might not be able to control myself and end up killing him.

"If I follow result-based justice, I can use the Red Shoes to find Wang Qian's sister. When I have the evidence, I'll see how Xiahou Tianyuan can argue."

Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone and sent a message to Wang Qian: "Understood."

In the suburbs, in a low, old bungalow.

Wang Qian heard his phone "ding" and his expression changed. He quickly lit up the screen: "He replied."

His companions immediately gathered around.

Wang Qian read the message and his face turned disappointed.

Three simple words, neither agreeing nor refusing, left him uncertain.

Qingdian Dasheng sighed, "Let's move to a new location and wait. Not replying actually shows that he's steady, right? At least he didn't refuse."

Wang Qian nodded.

Tian Di Bu Ren and Xingang Xingang exchanged glances, sighed silently, and started packing.

In the car, Zhang Yuanqing heard his phone notification and checked it. It was a message from Guan Ya:

"I'm his cousin."

Guan Ya is Fu Qingyang's cousin?

Zhang Yuanqing was both surprised and unsurprised. He had known that Guan Ya's identity was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so coincidental, that she was actually Fu Qingyang's cousin.

No, it's not a coincidence. Captain Fu arranged for his cousin to work under him, which is reasonable.

And Guan Ya's familiarity with Fu Qingyang and lack of respect make sense.

So, Guan Ya's real name is Fu Ya? At least her surname is Fu.

At this moment, the taxi stopped outside a residential area. The driver asked, "Scan or cash?"

Zhang Yuanqing paid in cash, pushed open the car door, and entered the residential area where Wang Qian's sister lived.

Wang Qian's sister didn't live in Kangyang District but in the neighboring Fenghui District. The infrastructure of the residential area was decent, and the location was good. As a native of Songhai, Zhang Yuanqing could easily estimate the property value.

It should be around 80,000 yuan per square meter. "Knock knock!"

He arrived at the floor where Wang Qian's sister lived and knocked on the security door.

After a few seconds, footsteps approached, paused at the door, and someone peered through the peephole to observe Zhang Yuanqing before turning the doorknob and opening the door.

A young man stood inside, his face haggard, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry. He scrutinized the stranger at the door:

"Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Yuanqing didn't answer, but quickly entered the house, leaving the young man standing there in a daze.

He was under an illusion.

In the living room, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the room layout and accurately found the bathroom. He pulled out a few strands of long hair from the bathroom drain. To be safe, he also found hair with the same texture on the pillow in the bedroom.

After collecting the hair, he left Wang Qian's sister's house.

Exiting the residential building, Zhang Yuanqing thought about his next move.

"First, I need to locate Wang Qian's sister. If she's in a secret place, I'll rescue her. If she's with Xiahou Tianyuan, I'll hold off and call Fu Qingyang."

With this in mind, he scanned a shared bicycle and, in a secluded area, summoned the Red Shoes. He inserted the hair into the shoe and then cast an illusion to hide its presence.

The Red Shoes happily circled its useless owner and then sprinted away.

"Slow down, it's too fast!" Zhang Yuanqing pedaled hard, chasing after it.

An hour later, Zhang Yuanqing arrived at the outskirts of Fenghui District, where commercial and residential buildings were fewer, and greenery and villas were more abundant.

The Red Shoes hopped along, its steps lively and arrogant.

It arrived at the entrance of a villa complex, marched past the security guard with a nonchalant attitude, and entered the villa.

Fortunately, the security guard couldn't see it, or he would have been trampled to death.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the bicycle to the side of the road, looked around, and saw the road surveillance. He nimbly hid in the roadside greenery and entered the night-roaming state.

After hiding his figure, Zhang Yuanqing sprinted into the villa complex, following the Red Shoes to a two-story villa with a garden.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately stopped tracking.

The Red Shoes then trotted back to its owner, demanding payment:

"Do you want to dance with me? If you do, please march in place."

There's no time to dance now. Zhang Yuanqing sighed and left with the Red Shoes.

A few minutes later, he returned to the villa in an invisible state, climbed over the wall, and entered the yard.

Zhang Yuanqing stuck to the villa wall, circled to the back yard, and saw three middle-aged men sitting at a table in the yard, basking in the sun. The table was filled with beer and snacks.

A middle-aged man with a big belly took a swig of beer and said, "This woman has seen our faces. Should we kill her?"

"Master Tianyuan still has use for her. Let's wait until we lure out the Zhishe Palace people," a companion shook his head.

Another companion said, "This is Songhai, after all, the territory of the Five Elements Alliance. Killing people isn't good, right?"

The middle-aged man with the big belly sneered, "Has Master Tianyuan killed fewer ordinary people?"

"But those were done secretly or made to look like accidents or sudden deaths. This is different. Let's not act rashly. In a few days, Wang Qian should contact Master Tianyuan on his own."

Zhang Yuanqing waited for a few seconds, and the night-roaming time ended. He cast the skill again to hide his figure, stuck to the wall, and swiftly crossed the back yard, entering the villa.

The middle-aged men at the table were completely unaware.

In the process, Zhang Yuanqing overheard their conversation.