Staring at the nine question marks, the eastern branch chief sank into deep thought for a long time.
The eastern branch chief: "What's this?"
"This is the monitoring data on the spirit sword … but according to Master, its combat strength has already exceeded the range of the instrument," said Tan Qian.
"Is that so?" The eastern branch chief frowned deeply.
"Just now, Master ordered us to thoroughly investigate leads on the spirit sword's owner."
"Investigate leads? Hehehe, doesn't that give us a big advantage? " The eastern branch chief laughed cruelly. "At the very least, we know that the owner of this spirit sword has something to do with the people living in that villa … Sure enough, I was right to send you, Little Tan, to sound them out back then! My venerable self is so smart, hahahahaha! "
Tan Qian sweated. "… Not necessarily, Chief. According to my investigation, the people living in that villa are a very ordinary family."
"I don't care! Apart from the USB drive sent to that Fatty Luo's hardware store, this villa is the only game space we've been monitoring this time … Even if it has nothing to do with this family, it might be related to their relatives. This is the only lead we have right now! "
The eastern branch chief directly waved his hand. "This time, I'll investigate it myself! I'd rather kill everything by mistake than let one go! "
Tan Qian: "…" Chief, are you really not going to think about it?
"As long as my venerable self gets the lead first and reports it to Master, I'll be promoted to an elder of Immortal Mansion soon." The eastern branch chief looked at Tan Qian and patted him on the shoulder. "Once I'm promoted to an elder, Little Tan … you'll be the next eastern branch chief!"
"…"
Tan Qian sighed deeply in his heart.
He had to report this matter to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal first.
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It was June 26th on Sunday in the ninth week of the semester.
In the morning, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal came to the door with freshly grown broccoli.
The old man was bathing in the morning light as he watered the plants at the door with a smile on his face. Yesterday, he had specially gone to Fang Xing's family's noodle shop to compare notes on his cooking skills.
The old man had always pursued a high level of culinary skill, and was naturally in a particularly good mood to meet someone who could compare notes with him. Just thinking about it made him happy.
"Good morning, Old Senior Wang!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal greeted him respectfully.
"Yo! It's Xiaolei? Have you had breakfast? "The old man raised the showerhead in his hand and responded enthusiastically.
"Mm, I've already eaten, Old Senior Wang!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal chuckled. "Senior, you're smiling. What are you so happy about?"
"Yesterday I went to Ling Ling's classmate's house. His family runs a noodle shop. Moreover, that classmate's father has some cooking skills, so I sparred with him for a bit. "
The old man stroked his beard and recalled seriously, "I heard that his father became a special-class chef at the age of thirteen. He usually covered his special-class medal with a white cloth. When I went there yesterday, there was an acolyte standing next to his father. He went up and tore off the white cloth. I just saw the special chef's name shining brightly … Tsk, it's really amazing! "
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "…"
"By the way, why did Xiaolei come here today?" the old man asked.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal bowed. "I'm looking for Brother Ling. Is he here?"
"It's the weekend, of course he's at home," the old man replied. "But it seems that Ling Ling has locked himself in his room today and hasn't come out much."
"Brother Ling is in seclusion?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal tsked … seclusion was usually either to consolidate a realm or to break through to another realm. To him, it was actually quite rare for Brother Ling to be in seclusion. Could it be that Brother Ling was going to break through again?
But Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal very quickly rejected this idea. He looked at Grandfather Wang and asked, "Senior, do you know what happened to Brother Ling?"
"He seems to be having a heart-to-heart talk with Jingke," Grandfather Wang replied. Grandfather Wang replied, "There's always a day every month when Ling Ling locks himself up in his room like this to have a heart-to-heart talk with Jingke."
Hearing this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's eyes suddenly widened, and he asked in horror, "Brother Ling … can have a heart-to-heart talk?" No wonder Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was so shocked. After all, Ling Zhenren speaking was a rare and miraculous thing … In Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's eyes, the probability of this happening was like a sow climbing a tree!
"But the way Ling Ling has a heart-to-heart talk is very strange; he just holds Jingke and doesn't say anything." Speaking up to this point, the old man also had his own concerns. "Ling Ling's father and mother have always been worried that Ling Ling might have a psychological problem … Little Lei, you have a lot of ideas. Do you have a way to find out what Ling Ling and Little Jingzi are talking about?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's face was instantly troubled. He hadn't had time to learn an advanced spell like the Mind-Reading Ability yet.
But very quickly, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal thought of a way. "Old Senior Wang, wait, let me call my friend!"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal took out his cell phone, and the signal directly crossed mountains and rivers to Little Black's border laboratory. "Hello? Little Black? Can you lend me the mind-reading software you developed last time? Yes … I need it urgently. Can you send it directly to my cell phone? "
On the other end of the line, Little Black was clearly a little hesitant. "But Brother Lei, this software is still in its trial phase …"
"You mean, you can't use it?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal deliberately laughed.
"How is that possible?! I meticulously developed this software, and it's connected to the mind-reading device in my lab remotely. As long as the software is there, it can read someone's mind and translate it! "
Little Black grit his teeth. "Since Brother Lei wants to try it, I'll send it to you now!"
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…
Roughly two minutes later, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw the phone screen light up.
An unknown file had been remotely located by Little Black and sent to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's cell phone.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal bared his white teeth and looked at Old Man Wang excitedly. "Senior, I've done it! Let's go to Brother Ling's room and take a look! "
The old man was a little doubtful. "Will … will it work?"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal opened the software and aimed the phone at the old man. After the software did some monitoring, a string of words appeared on the interface. Ling Ling won't be angry, right?
The old man took a look and was stupefied. "It actually works!"
"Of course!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was full of confidence.
The two of them went all the way up to the second floor to Wang Ling's room. It was completely silent inside.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal aimed the phone at the door.
Because the door had detected two waves of energy fluctuations, the software had used the English code names A and B to separate the people inside. A stood for Wang Ling, while B stood for Jingke.
The old man leaned over curiously. "What does it say?"
Roughly a minute later, the analysis came out. There were three conversations in total.
A (Wang Ling): "…"
B (Jingke): "…"
A (Wang Ling): "…"
B (Jingke): "…"
A (Wang Ling): "…"
B (Jingke): "…"
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Old Man Wang: "What are they talking about?"
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