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Chapter 774: The Doorbell Rings (Super-Sized - , Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 774: Chapter 774: The Doorbell Rings (Super-Sized Chapter, Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Federal Bureau of Investigation Building

The Federal Bureau of Investigation, which would usually be closed by now, was brightly lit, with countless agents bustling about in the lobby.

"Director Gast."

A young agent handed the documents he was holding to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Have all those in charge at the Security Union left?"

The tall middle-aged man with distinct facial features put away the documents handed by the young agent and looked at him.

"Yes, they left after giving us their statements."

The young agent nodded.

"Were their statements consistent?"

Gast flipped through the documents, "When they arrived, all the believers of the Eternal Secret Teachings had already died? They encountered an attack by the reinforcements of the Eternal Secret Teachings as soon as they entered?"

"Yes, they had no blood on them, and after a preliminary autopsy, we also found that those wounds were most likely not caused by them,"

The young agent nodded, "The deaths of those believers in the villa likely had nothing to do with them. They just had bad luck to arrive at the villa, and before they could leave, they encountered people from the Eternal Secret Teachings."

"Maybe it wasn’t bad luck,"

Gast shook his head and continued flipping through the documents, "But their willingness to cooperate with us is indeed a good thing; it means we’re not completely in the dark in the Storm Zone."

He paused for a moment, "Right, what have those captured believers of the Eternal Secret Teachings said?"

"The higher-ups are keeping tight-lipped, and the low-rank ones don’t know anything. However, we presume that their leader, a high-ranking priest, was among those who escaped. Our people are currently following them, but we expect we won’t be able to keep up for much longer."

The young agent replied.

"These filthy rats that never see the light of day,"

Gast sighed and put down the documents, then looked up at the young agent, "That ’email’ that was sent to Novis Security Company, any response?"

"None,"

The young agent shook his head,

"Some of the seniors believe that the ’signature’ left by Novis Security Company was just a tactic by the person behind the scenes to sow discord between the Security Union and the Eternal Secret Teachings,

"We found a lot of evidence of powerful Transcendents fighting in the villa, and according to the information we collected, Novis Security Company is just an ordinary security firm; they don’t have powerful Transcendent employees, and most of their personnel died in the previous attack by the Eternal Secret Teachings."

"Hmm, that makes sense,"

Gast pressed his hand on the documents on the desk, smiling at the young agent, "But just because the person behind the scenes might not be from Novis Security Company doesn’t mean we can’t get in touch with him by contacting them."

"Ah?"

The young agent was momentarily confused by Gast’s statement and looked at him bewildered, "Are you saying that the person behind the scenes has a way of logging into Novis Security Company’s email system?"

He paused and then nodded, "That’s true. If the person behind the scenes is part of a vast force, they could steal information from ’Novis Security Company’ using hackers, which wouldn’t be a surprise."

Then he looked up with a puzzled expression at his superior, "So, what exactly does this person behind the scenes want to do? Did he specifically contact us in hopes that we would deal with the Eternal Secret Teachings reinforcements?

"But he clearly left the villa long before, and even if the reinforcements arrived later, they wouldn’t be able to catch up to him; it’s no threat to him at all.

"Or does he despise the Eternal Secret Teachings so much that he will suppress them whenever he gets the chance?"

"We can’t discount that possibility, but I think, at least, he has achieved three objectives with this move,"

Gast said with a nod and continued,

"First, he weakened the power of the Eternal Secret Teachings, second, he forced the Security Union into opposition against the Eternal Secret Teachings, and third,"

He paused and looked at the young agent, "He has given us a ’gift’ to show his stance."

"A gift?"

The young agent was taken aback.

"Think about it, out of all the parties involved in this incident, aside from the person behind the scenes, who else benefits?"

Gast asked with a smile.

The young agent was momentarily lost in thought, then with some skepticism, he said, "Us? We not only secured the support of the Security Union but also achieved our biggest victory against the Eternal Secret Teachings in years, moving us one step closer to completely destroying them."

"Exactly,"

Gast nodded with a smile, picked up the hot coffee beside him, and brought it to his lips, "The person behind the scenes, or rather, this time the force behind the scenes, has very clearly expressed his attitude to us with this ’intelligence support.’ He is at odds with the Eternal Secret Teachings, and he has thrown us a sweet date."

"But can we really trust this person and the force he belongs to?"

The young agent hesitated.

"At least,"

Gast took a sip of coffee, "In dealing with the Eternal Secret Teachings, they should be trustworthy."

He glanced at the neon lights outside the window, "The original balance of Wint City has been broken, a storm is approaching, and next, we will probably be very busy."

He lowered his head and looked at the information in front of him again, "So, have someone keep a close eye on Novis Security Company’s email. They will definitely contact us again. After establishing trust, that’s when the real ’cooperation’ begins."

"Mm."

The young agent nodded. Just then, he received a message, and his face changed as he looked up at Gast.

"Director,"

At that moment, another agent, holding a document, rushed over in a fluster and looked up at Gast, "Novis Security Company’s email reply is here!!!"

He quickly handed over the document in his hand, his eyes nervously on Gast, "This is the reply."

Gast took the document and read it, his expression grave.

The young agent standing beside him also glanced at the content of the document and said hesitantly, "Director, should we trust him?"

Gast was silent for a moment before he slammed the document onto the desk,

"Gather everyone, check your equipment, contact United Industries, and tell the brothers to brace themselves. This is not just for Wint City, our year-end bonus might just depend on this."

"Yes!" "Yes!"

The two agents standing beside him immediately responded.

——

Storm Zone

A bullet-riddled SUV drove slowly along a street where the lights had completely gone out.

"Did we shake off those bald eagles from the Federal Bureau of Investigation?"

Sitting in the backseat, a man in a white robe with blood on him rubbed his head and asked softly.

A young, skinny man was hunched over, tending to his wounds, applying medicine.

"Lord Bayert,"

The black-clothed man in the passenger seat poked his head out and looked around with night vision binoculars, "We should have lost them."

"How could that old bald eagle from the Federal Bureau of Investigation be so formidable,"

Bayert glanced at the wound on his body and sighed, "No wonder the Holy See and the Bishop warned us not to go head-to-head with him."

He had never actually fought directly with that director, only exchanged blows during retreat, under the cover of his subordinates, and then he was wounded.

If he had not possessed additional Divine Pendants and other subordinates to delay for him, his injuries could have been even more severe.

"Cough, can you contact the others?"

Bayert coughed and asked softly.

"We can make contact."

The man in the passenger seat nodded.

"Have them gather on the street ahead,"

Bayert nodded, then asked irritably, "What about Kate and Swinte? Can’t contact either of them?"

"We can’t reach them, my lord."

The subordinate at the passenger seat turned back, "This time it might have been a trap set by the Security Union and the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Those lords may have already..."

"Useless things,"

Bayert ran his fingers through his hair, pressing his forehead angrily, "Failing their mission, causing us to lose soldiers, and even sending messages about a ’child’ who might have gained secret Transcendent support, perhaps facing an attack from hidden forces.

"Not a single photograph taken, garbage."

He lowered his head, his gaze flashing with a cold menace, "Those bald eagles, the traitorous Security Union, and that so-called child, these filthy unbelievers, they all deserve to die. They should welcome the illumination of Eternal Radiance with their blood."

"Lord, how should we report to the Church..."

After Bayert had vented, the subordinate in the passenger seat asked softly.

"The Church..."

Hearing this, Bayert paused for a moment, rubbing his temple.

The entire car fell silent.

The losses from this incident were huge, not only was the Cloud District hideout gone, but Bayert had also lost most of his men. There was no contact with Kate and Swinte; they might be gone, thus beyond punishment.

But those who were alive would have to face the Church’s retribution.

At that moment, the skinny man tending to Bayert’s wound sat up and said hesitantly, "Lord, we are running out of medicine, and my skills are not professional enough. We should still find a Doctor..."

"I understand,"

Bayert pressed his forehead, "There should be a clinic ahead? We’ll find one up there when the time comes,"

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Find a clinic of a non-believer. If he is unwilling, we can threaten him with the lives of his loved ones, which would make things more convenient."

"Yes!"

The man sitting in the passenger seat nodded, "These filthy non-believers deserve to die anyway, serving you is their honor."

Bang bang bang—

Not long after the SUV drove off, intense gunfire suddenly rang out from the dark night, chasing after the vehicle.

The subordinate in the passenger seat immediately stuck his head out to look back, "It seems to be people from the Federal Bureau of Investigation, they’re on our tail again."

Turning back, he glanced at Bayert, "Sir, there don’t seem to be many of them, should we stop and take care of them?"

Bayert looked back and grasped the pendant in his hand, and after a brief hesitation, he shook his head, "Shake them off."

"Yes!"

The passenger nodded.

The SUV immediately accelerated, and after spending considerable time, they successfully lost the pursuing forces and arrived at the predetermined rendezvous point.

By now, several SUVs were already parked here.

"They’re all our people."

The man in the passenger seat immediately turned back to Bayert and reported.

"Hmm."

Bayert nodded, his gaze fixed on the SUVs in front, his brows slightly furrowed, the scale here was much smaller than the one he contributed to the reinforcement.

At that moment, the radio in the car suddenly crackled to life, a somewhat urgent voice came through the car speakers, "Lord Bayert, we seem to have found Lord Swinte. He’s sitting in an SUV, currently by the abandoned old building."

Bayert immediately sat up from his seat, "Follow him, we’ll head there right away!"

Swinte suddenly being out of contact must have meant something happened, he might even have betrayed the Church.

It was possible that this incident was orchestrated by Swinte!

If he could find evidence of this, he would be able to offset his own failings with merit.

—

Withered Tree Bar

It was already two in the morning, but the raucous dance music still reverberated inside the spacious bar.

As the Storm Zone’s largest den of vice, Withered Tree Bar was one of the few places in the Storm Zone where lights blazed all night.

Neon lights and colored lights complemented each other.

The darker the night, the brighter the lights of the bar.

Here, there were constant parties, the lights were as bright as day, and the people living in it found it hard to distinguish whether it was daytime or nighttime.

He Ao stood at the door flashing with neon lights and glanced around the bar.

In some distant corners, those twisted ’patterns’ were especially dense.

He drew back his gaze, pulled up his scarf to cover half of his cheek, then blended into the crowd and walked into the bar.

As soon as he entered, the blasting music exploded in his ears. He Ao looked through the crowd into the interior, where the main stage of the bar was currently performing an exhilarating striptease.

On the other side of the stage, scantily clad female band singers were accompanying the dancing girls.

The crowd roared in the vibrant music, creating an uproar.

He Ao’s eyes shifted from the stage, following the explosive music, and continued to make his way deeper into the bar through the crowd.

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At this moment, in the 305 private room of the bar, five burly men and a woman with a black snake tattoo on her arm were sitting inside.

Glinting glasses were laid out on the coffee table, and a circle of people gathered around.

Sequestered from the noisy hall, the private room was insulated from the restless music.

But the quietness came with its own vexations. In this silence, the occupants could clearly hear the sounds of tables and chairs colliding back and forth next door, along with the rhythmic female moans that accompanied the collisions.

"Keep it down next door."

A muscular man by the wall knocked on it and shouted loudly.

"The soundproofing in this bar is really terrible."

The woman with the black snake tattoo picked up her glass and took a sip.

"Boss, are we going to wait for dawn here?"

The burly man sitting in the corner looked towards the burly man seated by the door.

"The agreed time is dawn,"

The burly man at the door took a sip of alcohol, "We just need to wait quietly, whether they come or not, we’ll consider the mission assigned by the Leader as completed."

"I heard that an entire stronghold of the Heretic Sect in the Cloud District was annihilated?"

The woman with the Black Snake tattoo laughed, "Serves them right."

"Not sure if this force that wiped out the stronghold is reliable, and whether they are willing to cooperate with us,"

The burly man sitting in the middle whispered back, "To annihilate a Heretic Sect stronghold, they must have quite a few C-level peak Transcendents. If we could get their help, our plan would be much easier."

"Even if they are willing to help, we can’t necessarily trust them."

The burly man knocking on the wall turned around and said, "Just because they don’t get along with the Heretic Sect doesn’t mean they are our friends."

"Don’t worry,"

The man with a sword sitting next to the lead burly man spoke, "Since they used the name Novis, maybe they really have some connection with Novis. If so, it’s highly likely they have similar goals as us. If used well, they’re certain to be a great asset."

"But if they’re also interested in the Novis couple,"

The burly man in the middle pondered, "how will we divide the spoils when the time comes? What if they want the same things we do?"

"They won’t be sharing the spoils with us, they won’t become our collaborators,"

The lead burly man put down his glass, opened the door to peek outside, and after making sure there was no one outside, he shut the door and shook his head, "Their greatest use is to serve as a distraction to draw the attention of the Heretic Sect,

"When the time comes, we just need to lead them to encounter the Heretic Sect first, to draw away the main power of the Heretic Sect, which will create an opportunity for us to enter the Heretic Sect’s main cathedral in the Storm Zone."

"Boss, that’s brilliant!"

The burly man in the corner immediately raised his thumbs up.

"Now, we just wait quietly."

The lead burly man took another sip of his drink and looked towards the wide window on the other side of the private room.

The night outside the window was pitch black.

"But will those guys really come?"

After a while, the woman with the Black Snake tattoo spoke softly, "Maybe they’ll send someone with a message, to establish a connection first, or they might use drones or something..."

Ding-dong—

As her voice fell, the doorbell of the private room suddenly rang.

All the men in the room tensed up instantly, and the burly man in the corner drew a short knife, and under the gaze of the lead burly man, he slowly stepped forward and opened the door.

"Hello, here is the fruit platter you ordered."

The man dressed in a neat waiter’s outfit stood at the door, holding a huge fruit platter, "Do you need anything else?"

Then he glanced at the burly man blocking the door, "Do you need me to put it inside?"

"No need,"

The lead burly man by the door shook his head, "No thank you."

The burly man with the knife promptly took the fruit platter.

"Then I won’t disturb you further."

The waiter quickly retreated, leaving the private room, and walked along the carpeted hallway to the elevator, entering it.

Behind him, the door to the hidden safety passage opposite Room 305 slowly twisted open.

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"That waiter gave me a scare."

Inside the private room, the burly man with the knife placed the fruit platter on the table.

Ding-dong—

Just then, a crisp doorbell rang again.

The men looked at each other, their bodies tensing once more.

The lead burly man glanced at the man with the knife.

Again, the knife-wielding burly man straightened up and then moved towards the door.

He reached out, grabbed the doorknob, and slowly twisted it open.