Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 310 Snake Suit
On May 2, Chen Chuanjie received a contact message from the Bureau of Processing on his phone, asking him to go to the bureau, saying that they had something to ask him.

He thought to himself, “Is it finally here?”

I thought the bureau would contact him within a day or two after Zhao Qian dealt with the matter, but I didn't expect that several days have passed. Maybe the matter was discovered too late?
At this time, the phone rang again. Seeing that it was Ni Qianqian looking for him, he answered it, "Sister Ni?"

Ni Qianqian asked, "Did you receive the notification from the bureau that they want to question you?"

"Got it, what do you want to ask?"

"It's about Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian is missing. Did you know?"

Chen Chuan was a little surprised: "Missing?" He knew that Zhao Qian was dead, but he really didn't know about his disappearance.

"Yes, that's it."

Ni Qianqian said, "Didn't you accuse him of hiring someone to attack you? Because of this contradiction, some people in the bureau now suspect that this matter is related to you."

Chen Chuan said sincerely: "This disappearance has nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter if it really matters."

Ni Qianqian said with disdain, "The evidence you provided is all there. Some people don't want to stand up for their own people, but instead want to take advantage of this matter. They don't even try to comfort you. Since they don't treat you as one of their own, then you don't need to take them seriously."

Chen Chuan already had an idea in his mind, so he asked, "Excuse me, Sister Ni, is there anything I should pay attention to when asking questions?"

Ni Qianqian said, "It's nothing. What can they really do to you? They ask their questions and you just answer yours."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "I understand, thank you Sister Ni."

After the call, he changed his clothes and came to the headquarters of the bureau in Wuding District as agreed. As soon as he arrived at the bureau, someone invited him into an office, poured him a cup of tea, and asked him some questions. On the surface, he was very polite and did not make the atmosphere too serious.

He was sent out in less than half an hour.

Chen Chuan went outside and on the way to the parking lot to pick up his car, he said to Gao Ming: "Gao Ming, I came out. They did ask those questions, but they didn't ask in depth, which is the same as your inference."

A smart voice came out: "Cousin, they want you to question them, more importantly, they want a process that they have self-examined, so no matter who asks, there will be an explanation.

In fact, even if there is direct evidence, they will not reveal the results and target you, the student they invested in, because Zhao Qian is dead after all, and you, cousin, are undoubtedly more valuable now. Once you achieve the third limit, they will pretend that this incident never happened.

No matter how you look at it, the third limit is a watershed.”

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "It won't be long."

Inside the building of the processing bureau, a middle-aged man with unusually bright eyes, wearing a uniform and a wide-brimmed hat, stood at a high window, watching Chen Chuan walking outside.

Someone behind him said, "Director Wu, this must be related to him."

Director Wu said: "Zhao Qian is already dead. There is no point in investigating further. Moreover, if Zhao Qian was really murdered by him, then we should be thankful that we will have another comrade with great potential in the future."

The people behind him expressed doubts, "Will he be one of our colleagues? I think he is more likely to join the Bureau of General Affairs."

Director Wu said: "Comrades are like-minded people, no matter where they are. I can feel that the return he can bring to the processing bureau in the next few years will far exceed the resources we invest in him."

The person behind him didn't say anything else.

Director Wu watched Chen Chuan drive away and asked in a deep voice, "What did Lianwei Zhongyu say?"

The person behind him immediately replied: "No response at the moment."

"It seems that they have already made plans to give up Zhao Qian. Then this matter ends here."

Director Wu looked at the eye certificate and saw an image there, which was a photo of Zhao Qian's head. He said in a deep voice, "Send a message to the higher-ups to confirm that Zhao Qian, a member of the Zhao family in Yangzhi City, has died. Write it into the case file and seal it."

"Yes."

On the way back home, Chen Chuan received another call from Ni Qianqian, saying, "I have good news for you. The bureau has just decided to increase your Yaoguang quota by one hour per month."

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised and said, "I don't know the reason?"

Ni Qianqian curled her lips and said, "If you hit me with a stick, I'll give you a candied date."

Chen Chuan thought about it and said sincerely: "Then you can hit a few more times."

Ni Qianqian couldn't help but chuckle. Chen Chuan knew that she had a low sense of laughter, so he waited calmly. After a while, Ni Qianqian finally calmed down and said, "Well, let me tell you something. The exchange meeting was quite effective. I see that those little guys are also very dissatisfied with you and want to fight back. You can use fists, kicks, or weapons. As usual, you will be paid, which is no less than last time. You can decide whether to go or not."

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "Okay, Sister Ni, I'll consider it."

On the top floor of Xuangong Building, Assistant Ling was sitting in the garden hall. His fingers were tapping beside the chair, and he was using the boundary to contact someone. "Yes, Zhao Qian is missing."

He smiled and said, "There aren't that many coincidences in the world. Whether he did it by taking medicine or he has such strength, it proves that he is suitable to join our plan."

He watched as the simulated colorful-winged birds flew past him, folded their wings and landed on the ground. He smiled and said, "Of course not now. Only when you truly enter the third limit will you be qualified to face the truth."

After Chen Chuan returned to the dormitory, he felt much more relaxed. Zhao Qian was not only the threat he had to face recently, but also the continuation of the Yangzhi City incident.

The death of Zhao Qian meant that this matter could come to an end.

However, he guessed that someone must have intentionally revealed his information to Zhao Qian. Although it was hard to be sure who this person was, he unconsciously thought of someone.

He remembered the reminder given by Teacher Wu before his death, so he still had to remain vigilant.

As for the matter of Senior Shen's sister, Zhao Qian is dead, but there might be clues in the implant, so we just have to wait for news from Wu Bei. If we can't find it there, we can think of other ways. At least without Zhao Qian as an obstacle, it will be more convenient to investigate.

In the following days, Chen Chuan continued his daily training and study. As his evaluation score improved, many reference books that were not open to the public became available to him, including some records from old times and valuable rare books. He would read them whenever he had free time.

One day before the holiday, Cao Guiqi's butler Uncle Ding contacted him.

"The young master has already contacted the people from the Secret Snake Cult. Due to the special nature of the service project, they will send someone to interview you, Brother Chen. When Brother Chen is free, we can make an appointment."

Chen Chuan changed his mind and said, "I can do it tomorrow."

Uncle Ding said, "Then let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow is a holiday. At 2 pm, Brother Chen can come if it's convenient for him."

Chen Chuan said yes and agreed.

The next day, after noon, he drove to Motie Mountain, and the people sent by the Secret Snake Cult had arrived early.

This was a handsome man with skin as white as jade, but there were lines on his exposed face and neck, which were obvious implants. His eyes had also changed into snake-shaped pupils, and his hair was tied up in a bun. If it hadn't been explained in advance, at first glance, one would have thought he was a woman.

After the meeting, he introduced himself, "I am Zou Handan, a member of the Secret Snake Cult. Mr. Cao recommended me to act as a guarantor and I will be responsible for serving Mr. Chen on this project."

His voice has a hint of resonance and a unique rhythm, and it feels like someone on the stage is talking to you.

"But I want to tell you in advance, Mr. Chen, that although the success rate of this service of our Secret Snake Cult is not low, it also has certain risks. If you are not careful or take improper protection, it may also be fatal. So we will provide you with some information, Mr. Chen, and please read it and confirm it again."

As he spoke, he took a scroll, placed it on the table, and pushed it forward. "This is the information we provided. Mr. Chen, please take a look. If you agree, just sign on it after reading it."

Chen Chuan picked up the scroll, untied the knot, and opened it in front of him. The entire content was half picture and half text, and it mentioned the changes from its origin to the present, making it clear at a glance.

Early fighters did not have the conveniences of today during training, and often spent their entire lives chasing and competing for secret medicines. In order to get rid of such shackles, the Secret Snake Cult had an idea in the distant past of the old times, which was to cultivate a special kind of snake to assist fighters in their practice.

However, despite repeated attempts by generations, even after a long period of breeding, the snake species was never satisfactory. It was not until the new era, after the algae liquid revolution, that a breakthrough in biotechnology was achieved, and it was finally completed.

The scroll is decorated with a series of pictures drawn in ancient line drawings. The first picture is a picture of snake picking. The ancestor of the Mi Snake Sect, carrying a snake basket on his back, goes deep into the mountains to catch snakes.

The snakes in the pictures were all extremely exaggerated, some were bizarre in shape, some were huge, and some had wings on their backs. The ancestors of the Secret Snake Cult were often unable to resist them and often had to go through a lot of hardships to capture the right one.

The second picture shows snake refining, which shows feeding snakes with various rare medicinal herbs, as well as feeding snakes with blood and body, which are practices from the old times.

The third picture shows a man being swallowed by a snake, and in the fourth picture, the snake is dead on the ground, and the man is tearing the snake's skin to get out.

"Snake Shedding Technique."

Zou Handan waited for him to see this before he slowly said, “The predecessors of the Secret Snake Sect believed that snakes shed their skins to be reborn, and after ninety-nine days, they will transform into dragons when they encounter thunder. And if a person uses snake skin as skin, sheds it and transforms it, he can also gain his life.”

He looked at Chen Chuan with his snake pupils. "As you can see, Mr. Chen, this service requires the strange snake cultivated by our sect to swallow Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen needs to stay in the snake's belly for a long time to achieve the effect of this service. I wonder if Mr. Chen is willing?"

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(End of this chapter)