Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 142 - 128 Live Stream Detective, Foreknowing (Please subscribe, request Monthly Pass)

Chapter 142: Chapter 128 Live Stream Detective, Foreknowing (Please subscribe, request Monthly Pass)

Zhou Ping’an was thinking about leaving the hospital to conduct a thorough investigation and find out exactly what kind of force was sticking to him like a stubborn piece of chewing gum.

In recent days, he had been hiding in the hospital under the pretext that his "Fist Technique was about to make a breakthrough and needed seclusion for cultivation," forgoing all social activities and not going to work.

Unexpectedly, the other party couldn’t restrain themselves and chased him to the hospital once again.

"Could it be that the death of that transformed man in black, as well as the strength demonstrated in the Binjiang Road battle, still weren’t enough to instill fear in them?"

Zhou Ping’an sensed the gardener in the flower beds, with shears in hand, leaving through the side gate, and his eyes darkened slightly.

"Buzz buzz..."

The phone in his pocket began to vibrate.

He took it out and saw it was his senior sister, Tang Tang.

He answered the call.

Over the phone, Tang Tang’s voice was slightly weary but also carried a hint of joy, "You’re able to answer the phone, is that a breakthrough?"

"Not bad, I’ve become much stronger," Zhou Ping’an replied with a smile.

He was telling the truth.

However, he reckoned that the improvement he spoke of was different from what Tang Tang understood it to be.

Who could simply seclude themselves for a few days and emerge with a complete transformation, making great strides in strength? If someone else said that, he wouldn’t believe it himself.

"Where are you now?"

"At the hospital, about to go out and pay homage to the ’temple of the five viscera,’" Zhou Ping’an replied truthfully.

"The last time you complained that you couldn’t buy good video recording equipment, I just happened to get my hands on something good. Wait a moment, I’ll be right over," Tang Tang said.

She’s coming over in person?

Zhou Ping’an felt a bit surprised.

Before his last trip to the Different World, although he had excused himself for cultivation, he wasn’t completely ignorant about the internal affairs of the Third Group.

Tang Tang had been leading most of the Third Group members in busily dealing with one matter these past few days.

That was the follow-up to the "Binjiang Road Attack."

At the time, Zhou Ping’an had used his formidable skills to take down the "Night Hawk Team," ranked seventy-third on the Black List.

According to internal information, the "Night Hawk Team" wasn’t comprised of four but five members...

Besides the four operatives who died: "Fox," "Mantis," "Black Wolf," and "Butterfly," there was also a behind-the-scenes planner, the brain of the operation, codenamed "Raccoon."

During the day’s operation, this "Mr. Raccoon" had never shown his face, whether he was controlling things from afar or hiding on-site and then fleeing as soon as things went south.

In any case, the Third Group officers didn’t catch even a trace of him.

The reason they were sure "Mr. Raccoon" hadn’t left East River City was partly because a portion of the hired money had been transferred away;

The other reason was that each of the corpses of the four dead members of the "Night Hawk Team" in the crematorium’s morgue had their thumbs quietly severed.

When the incident occurred, none of the staff was aware.

Various signs indicated that there was still one person lurking in the shadows, with motives unknown.

Was it professional ethics compelling them to continue the unfinished mission?

Or was it an unwillingness to accept the deaths of their four brethren and a desire for vengeance?

After receiving this news, the Third Group immediately mobilized all their resources to conduct both overt and covert investigations in Yuhua District, determined to dig out the culprit.

’Fortunately, no one has heard that this "Mr. Raccoon" has any exceptional martial capabilities.

Although his schemes and calculations are quite strong, allowing him to hide deeper... I’m not worried that the Third Group’s combat power will be insufficient to handle him.’

As these thoughts flew through Zhou Ping’an’s mind, he saw Tang Tang stride into the convalescent ward.

Following her was a girl with short hair and a round face.

Zhou Ping’an recognized her; her name was Chen Guo, the keeper of the Third Group’s tool room, who normally did not go on missions and always stayed behind.

After approaching, Tang Tang tilted her head to give Zhou Ping’an a thorough look, and upon seeing his good complexion, she relaxed and took out a box from Chen Guo and handed it over.

"See if this is helpful? If you need it, sign it off in the name of case investigation, as a loss for the Third Group," Tang Tang said.

Zhou Ping’an curiously took the box, opened it, and saw a small, delicate, translucent clip that resembled a crocodile’s mouth; it was indeed a clamp.

Chen Guo reminded him from the side, "This device is newly developed by the Federal Laboratory; I heard it’s using technology from the Landis Ruins, mainly for deep-sea operations...

It can filter imaging, seamlessly switch between panoramic and fixed-point views, and precisely record everything within a thirty-meter radius."

The round-faced girl stared intently at the small crocodile’s mouth, her voice barely concealing her admiration, "Sister Tangtang put in a lot of effort to find a secret channel to get her hands on just this one, and it’s still just a trial product..."

As she spoke, Chen Guo’s gaze turned hopeful towards Zhou Ping’an, wishing he would say he didn’t need it.

The best would be for her to have it.

For those who loved live streaming with their phones, this device was more exciting than anything else.

"So it’s recording equipment; that’s really great, thank you so much, Senior Sister," Zhou Ping’an exclaimed with delight.

Others might stream or record videos for popularity, to become internet celebrities.

But for him, it was about strengthening his abilities, a matter of life and death.

With the ability to record images and sound in a full thirty-meter radius, he felt that his speed of collecting Power of Wishes would definitely increase substantially.

Last time at the Chentian Club, he wanted to record something, and he had to have someone else nearby to assist.

Moreover, the audience’s reaction wasn’t captured, and the atmosphere inevitably felt lacking...

Zhou Ping’an thought that it was already affecting his speed of collecting likes.

When he saw his senior sister, he had casually mentioned it, but he did not expect her to take it to heart.