Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!
Chapter 1286 - 1287: Ways to Earn Pocket Money

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1287: Ways to Earn Pocket Money

Brother Yu died without any suspense. In the days that followed, Brother Song didn’t use his communicator to contact others; he only contacted a friend from the municipal government once using his work communicator. He found out that the communicator used by the whistleblower was a stolen one from two years ago and had a fake identity covering the original owner’s information. It had been used intermittently over these two years, proving the whistleblower was from Flower City.

Additionally, the whistleblower using this communicator had reported more than just Brother Yu. They subsequently reported three other players involved in kidnapping and human trafficking—the shared trait of these people being they frequently mingled with unsuccessful groups of players and engaged in shady business.

"Probably reported by a competitor." The municipal government worker said, "Sometimes those low-tier people would even fight brutally over territory; reporting anonymously is nothing... you didn’t get involved in this, did you?"

"Is this matter really significant?" Brother Song couldn’t help but ask.

"It’s not too big, but a kid’s father was slightly connected to players within the Feld Family, and the father himself has some status. Since this case blew up, though the person has been detained for investigation, considering the Feld Family’s influence, he’ll probably be released soon. Also, to give an explanation to the Feld Family, some people have to be handled." The other party paused before whispering, "Though it’s because of Feld’s power that the matter blew up, it somewhat avenged those deceased kids. You really didn’t get dragged into this, right? If you did, we couldn’t remain friends."

"Don’t you know my style? At most, I only do a bit of trading here and there." Brother Song replied, "I’ve seen those records, the kids are pitiful."

"Yeah, indeed..."

They spoke a few more sentences before ending the call. Brother Song put down the communicator and began busying himself with work again.

Eventually, someone from the Han Family contacted him through a work communicator. The other party was quite angry, projecting into Brother Song’s spacious house and starting to yell at him, "You dared to block your communicator. I’ve been searching for you for days, and not even a shadow of you could be found. Where the hell did you vanish to?"

Brother Song stood still, his expression rather unpleasant too, "Didn’t I say, if my communicator is off, you shouldn’t contact me first, wait for me to reach out to you."

"Wait, wait, wait! After waiting for several days, one would think you dropped dead somewhere!" The young man said angrily, "What’s wrong with contacting you? Do you control me?"

Brother Song’s expression didn’t change, "It’s for your safety. If more than ten days pass and I haven’t contacted you, it means something unfortunate happened to me. If I die, the clues end with me and you won’t be implicated. But if you call now, and someone wants to use me for a trap, aren’t you walking right into it?"

The young man calmed down slightly, "Is it really that serious? Is everything fine now?"

Brother Song said helplessly, "It’s still not completely safe, contact you again in a couple of days."

He didn’t wait for the incredulous young man to respond and directly hung up.

Holding the communicator, he suddenly looked up, "Stop hiding, you should come out by now."

He didn’t look at any particular point; he confidently looked ahead, "Expending so much effort to track an ordinary person like me is unnecessary."

Xu Huo, who was eating in a nearby temporary set-up stall, didn’t even raise an eyebrow. As he watched the performance, a while passed with no response, so Brother Song finally eased up, beginning to handle the records in the communicator.

Up till now, he still hadn’t turned on the other communicator.

His actions might not seem clever to players, but he exercised absolute caution. Such patient and resilient people are less susceptible to mental interference. Though not impervious to interference, it’s deemed unnecessary.

Xu Huo required a potential breach to access the underground mine.

Only the Han Family’s core members would handle every trace in the Collection of Information Terminal. Since others showed themselves, it’s possible to dig out some trivial gossip.

The one contacting Brother Song is a third-generation member of the Han Family, and he’s a cousin to the long-haired youth who set off fireworks at the club earlier.

Though closely related by blood, their statuses differ greatly. The long-haired youth’s father held a significant position within the family, whereas the one contacting Brother Song was the ninth son of the current Han family head. Excluding illegitimate children of the elder, he has eight older brothers with a considerable age gap, and four younger brothers after him, being neither in the forefront nor at the end. Mediocre in the family, he’s practically invisible, and thus, as his son, it’s naturally not much better for him.

Anyhow, even with lesser achievements, carrying the surname Han ensures some family-arranged tasks. The young man’s father acts as an export inspector in the family company, basically a quality controller; his primary responsibility is to inspect whether the exported goods meet standards—without any other additional tasks, merely checking for quality. Other brothers or their cohorts handle the preceding and following paperwork.

Considering this, the opponent finding ways to sift some ore for extra money isn’t strange.

Xu Huo had already investigated; despite the lack of scheduled formal extractions, ores were still transported from the metropolitan area, likely dealt with lower-quality ore from previous diggings, unless Flower City took pains to move everything outside for sale. Otherwise, someone from the Han family going underground made sense.

Yet whether this father and son duo had access to the mine remains a question.

The blockade in the metropolitan area seemed to ease a bit over the last couple of days, yet it still wasn’t time to go in.

Fortunately, he couldn’t get in, but the Han family people could come out.

Han Ao hadn’t heeded Brother Song’s words, as he left the metropolitan area to find entertainment outside not long after, and while drinking, he got into a conflict, having a minor appearance in the news.

He had players around him, yet pushed them out when taking a woman for fun.

Xu Huo effortlessly entered the room, made him drink a bit more, and just by slipping some potion into the drink, the man spilled everything.

For him, the biggest secret was seeing his father steal ores from the mine, then imitating the act and arranging someone to extract low-grade ores to sell. Due to fear and the ore’s poor quality, he approached Brother Song—according to him, others generally relied on players for matters within the family.

Another key point was neither he nor his father had seen the actual ore vein. His father entered the mine only when ores were being extracted; the working environment looked more like a giant underground parking lot. By the time they arrived, ores were already piled up, and the staff responsible were rotated in shifts. They never knew how or from where the previous batch had moved them out.