Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 187 - 162: Scavenger Vulture, Forcing the Dog to Jump Over the Wall

Chapter 187: Chapter 162: Scavenger Vulture, Forcing the Dog to Jump Over the Wall

"Tang Tang, you’re still as unsociable as ever."

Zhao Shiying wiped the red wine off his face, gave a bitter smile, and turned to look at Zhou Ping’an, "Alright, alright, I won’t make you angry. Actually, I came to thank Chief Zhou.

If you hadn’t taken action during the banquet, things definitely would have ended badly...

Once the Moon Fox Gene Modifier lost restraint, who knows what kind of shocking troubles would arise."

He raised his glass from a distance, toasting with flattery, "Speaking of which, Chief Zhou was able to withstand Su Wenjing’s Spiritual Charm and capture her alive. Such skill, even stronger than us at the Dongjiang Special Affairs Office.

Compared with you, all of us look like good-for-nothing drunks; I am truly ashamed!"

"It’s not as mysterious as you think. As you know, for us martial artists, the most important thing is to start with standing postures, to temper the body and will.

To train until the physique is as firm as iron, the will as strong as steel, hardly shaken by external forces."

Zhou Ping’an shook his head with a wry smile, "I was also beguiled at the time. If it weren’t for maintaining a sliver of clarity at the end, I definitely couldn’t have caught her."

"That’s still quite impressive."

Zhao Shiying stood up, "Actually, I quite enjoy making friends. You’ll understand over time... If you encounter any extremely difficult and formidable modified experts in the future, feel free to call our Special Affairs Office for assistance. We’re all part of the same system, there’s no need to be too distant."

"I will."

Zhou Ping’an replied cheerfully as well.

Watching the man take his leave.

"He is quite polite, isn’t he?" After a while, Zhou Ping’an said with a smile.

Seeing Tang Tang’s eyebrows shoot up, about to loudly say something.

He blinked his left eye lightly, and his little finger holding the cup subtly pointed towards the direction of the doorway seats.

Tang Tang immediately caught on.

"Hmph, do we need their Special Affairs Office to take action? Those people just hog the glory, eating all the meat and then snitching afterwards; they are not on the same page as us."

"Sister, I understand. I won’t call them in the future."

After a few more exchanges of small talk, they lost their taste for drinking, hastily finished a bowl of rice, paid the bill, and left.

...

Around the corner of the restaurant’s main hall, Zhao Shiying stood quietly, his gaze playful and his voice low, "I seem to have underestimated Dongjiang, to have such a figure emerge."

"Boss, do we need to plant someone to keep watch over him?"

"No need. This person is very vigilant, and ordinary people can’t probe his depths. Look carefully into his growth history and have Third Brother create a psychological profile..."

"Understood."

"Even the craftiest fox can’t outwit an experienced hunter. I’ve already smelled that stench...

Excellent, dead, splendidly dead. If it weren’t for the bizarre and absurd events that happened to Wang Yulin, I’d still be in the dark.

That damned guy, holding down news about a treasure related to human evolution, truly doesn’t know whether to live or die.

You know, such a meritorious deed could reach the heavens. Whoever dares to swallow that treasure is seeking death."

...

"Did he do something?"

Not until three miles away

did Tang Tang turn to ask.

"This."

Zhou Ping’an pointed to the small crocodile clip that he habitually kept on his collar.

"However, it had a different form, looking like a grain of rice. When rising from his seat, he flicked it with his left hand’s ring finger, sticking it in the corner under the chair."

Displaying sharp senses was something Zhou Ping’an deliberately revealed to Tang Tang.

Hiding important matters isn’t about not showing anything at all.

To reveal a bit, to hide a bit, that’s the way to interact.

And it won’t put great pressure on others.

I’m doing this for Sister’s sake.

Zhou Ping’an thought this way.

"How exactly are your eyes made?"

As expected, upon hearing this, Tang Tang nearly drooled with envy.

The two sat opposite each other at the long table, her field of vision even better than Zhou Ping’an’s.

The truth was, she hadn’t noticed anything at all, that Zhao Shiying had been up to tricks right in front of them.

But Zhou Ping’an, without giving much regard, even his gaze barely straying to the side, saw everything clearly.

Piercing gaze, it was probably meant to describe such people.

A natural-born detective.

"It was just an inadvertent discovery, nothing too extraordinary," Zhou Ping’an said proudly, raising an eyebrow, asking, "I see Sister seems to have quite an aversion to this man, could it be that he has some issues?"

"What exact issues, I’m not sure either. However, according to Tang Wenlong, this guy is a smiling tiger, all nice on the face but no good,"

"Also, do you know what his codename is in the Special Affairs Office? It’s ’Vulture’!

You can imagine what sort of person he is based on his style of action." Tang Tang wrinkled her nose, seemingly very disgusted.

"The cases he handles, on the surface, seem flawless, with no loose ends. But, if one investigates carefully, it turns out that anyone he gets involved with ends up with a lot of people dead, often entire families wiped out.

The worst part is, during the subsequent reviews, it’s found that those who should not have died always died ’accidentally,’ which seemed reasonable and legal."

"Sounds troublesome."

Tang Tang’s implication

was clear to Zhou Ping’an upon hearing it.

That nickname of his, although nothing was explicitly said, spoke volumes.

"Vulture," that creature,

once it appears, clings to its prey relentlessly.

Until the prey dies, then it comes to eat the carcass.

Not to mention what the other side might be thinking,

just the mere act of appearing in front of him revealed much.

It was as if they considered him as good as dead.

Rushing over to consume the carcass.

Recalling the glimpse at Minghu Square, how with just one glance, he suppressed the chaos of the scene.

And there was another matter that revealed quite a lot.

That is.

Zhao Shiying had once taken a helmet-like hat and put it on the head of the uncontrollable councilwoman Madam Chen, with the two people following him wearing the same kind of hat.

Yet he wore nothing himself.

Showing no concern for it.

"If only I knew exactly what kind of Gene Modifier he is, it’s most likely mental..."

Though Gene Modification technology isn’t too mature, occasionally there are extremely astonishing abilities that emerge.

How much strength can be exerted

depends on the individual.

The level of combat ability isn’t solely determined by the rank of the Ferocious Beast Gene.

What is taken into account is its unique ability.

If that wasn’t the case, there also wouldn’t be those who rate various strength levels.

Before a fight, nobody knows whether the opponent will have a power that can suppress one’s own...

Or if there will emerge an extremely dangerous ability that can’t be controlled?

This is the reason why the Zhuxia Federation has been strictly enforcing the "Three Strict Laws" over the years.

Some lessons are simply too profound.

However, times change.

Pain is temporary, but benefits are permanent.

On the surface, transformation technology has not yet been widely applied.

In the shadows, countless dangerous creatures have already been created...

Even in Zhuxia, known as the most stable and safest place, the undercurrents have begun to surge.

There are signs of complete loss of control.

Among them, the most representative event is the Special Affairs Office starting to bring in Modified Humans.

And, specifically enhancing and merging genes in secret.

They call this approach, "Learn from the barbarians’ skills to control the barbarians..."

In plain terms, it means to counter transformation with transformation.

The rationale for this starting point is not without sense.

On the contrary, it has great benefits and has achieved great results.

But the development of things doesn’t always head in a wonderful direction.

The most luscious fruit often contains deadly poison.

The darkness hidden beneath the sunlight might be even more severe than what Zhou Ping’an can imagine.

On this point, he was mentally prepared.

"Mental Aspect?"

Zhou Ping’an’s mouth curled slightly upwards in a faint smile.

The Five Desires Demonic Scripture was too sinister; even the masters of gene-modified mental aspect only suspected him but couldn’t truly grasp anything concrete.

Moreover, earlier in the square, he had changed his appearance and, in fact, had never even made contact with the two who had fallen for the trick.

Everything that happened seemed to be of their own volition.

If you were to say that Captain Wang Yulin was lecherous, he definitely was.

Perhaps, possibly, he was sleepwalking during his speech. In that dazed state, he didn’t distinguish that he was in a public setting and not a private space, hence his inappropriate behavior could be considered normal.

As for Wang Chunming, there was even less to suspect.

In his eagerness to achieve a feat, he lost his senses and shot someone dead—there was nothing particularly suspicious about that.

All of it seemed abnormal yet was very normal.

Murder as common as mowing the grass, unheard.

It could only be said that this Demonic Cultivation was too dangerous.

If an enemy possessed this technique, it would of course keep one anxious and sleepless.

Having this technique oneself, on the other hand, was a different story—it greatly increased one’s sense of security.

"Come on, anyone who isn’t afraid of death, just come and try its effectiveness."

Zhou Ping’an thought to himself.

Feeling his own strength was still insufficient.

He prepared to enhance it once again.

...

After parting with Tang Tang, he immediately uploaded several of his videos.

Especially the one showing the battle that wiped out the Hongxing Guild Hall, as well as the perilous combat situation during the Police Security system’s dinner against Genetically Modified Warriors.

Such content, coupled with appropriate voiceover commentary and stirring music, could satisfy the audiovisual enjoyment of a wide audience, even more so the unspeakable curiosity of the average citizen.

Compared to the videos of treating illnesses with Silver Needles, their appeal was more than tenfold greater.

Therefore, when Wang Yulin, in an attempt to cover up some matters, had Zhou Ping’an’s video channel blocked, it nearly made him panic.

This time, as soon as the video was released, the traffic surged in.

In just thirty minutes, the play count reached fifty thousand, and likes reached ten thousand. The numbers changed almost every moment, with each refresh bumping up the like count by dozens or hundreds.

"Good."

"My senior sister may not realize just how precious the gift she has given me is."

Thinking about cultivating the Five Desires Evil Art.

And considering the acquisition of the Search Warrant.

With Heart Thought slightly stirred, Zhou Ping’an opened the door to the chief’s office, walked into the staff’s large office, and clapped his hands, "Chen Guo, take good care of the weapons today. There’s a big operation tomorrow."

"Chief, has the search warrant come down?"

Old Wu, true to his title as a seasoned officer, demonstrated a distinctive sharpness at that moment.

At a glance, he knew what the big operation was.

"Old Wu, don’t ask too much. Before the operation starts, execute a complete gag order.

Not a single piece of information is to leak from the group."

Zhou Ping’an inwardly praised Old Wu for his cunning; the moment he spoke up, Wu immediately played along.

Slipping the term "search warrant" was of course not a slip of the tongue.

It was deliberate.

There was a mole in the Third Group.

A mole that had not been completely rooted out.

The three team members who had not followed the operation that day and were kicked out, that didn’t mean the team was now pure.

This, Zhou Ping’an knew without using Mental Induction— he just pretended not to.

Wu Shi clearly understood this...

Seeing Zhou Ping’an behave out of character by announcing the news in advance, Wu knew he intended to use a stratagem of misinformation, deliberately letting the news spread through the mole.

The intricacies of this plan were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

...

After giving his instructions,

Zhou Ping’an returned to his office.

He prepared to enhance the Five Desires Demonic Scripture.

With incense aplenty, his strength was about to experience a major boost.

It was uncertain what Southern City Laboratory, especially Taihe Pharmaceuticals, would do upon learning of the search warrant—how they would react.

He hoped they wouldn’t disappoint him.

...