Atlas of Heaven and Man

After Chen Chuan walked to the vicinity of his target, he discovered that it was a residential area. The houses here were old, the paint on the street guardrails was peeling, the connecting rods were dented from being stepped on, and the streetlights were long broken. There were only a few scattered pedestrians on the road.

Having arrived here, he could barely see many light and shadow effects through his Boundary Token. Most of the people living here probably didn't have citizen status.

He looked at his Boundary Token. According to the previous positioning, the problem was occurring behind a building less than two hundred meters away.

In addition to the suspicious commission, he had also found relevant news reports stating that dead birds were frequently found in large numbers in this area.

That alone wouldn't be much, maybe something leaked, or the birds themselves got sick, or they crashed into indistinguishable windows. All were possible.

But after each of these incidents, many locals said they could see a huge bird shadow passing overhead.

Someone even went to the scene to investigate and sometimes saw a person standing behind them, reflected in the window, smiling at them. But the problem was that the person had a human head and a bird's body. But when they turned around to look again, there was nothing there.

Such news was terrifying and very eye-catching. But the citizens at most just listened to it as a strange story, and few seemed to continue to pay attention.

Although there was a commission requesting an investigation into the incident, the source didn't seem to be local. It looked more like a rich person wanting to satisfy their curiosity.

It didn't take long for Chen Chuan to find the place where the birds were falling, which was on the roof of a residential building. In the corner, he could still see many feathers covered in filth and dust.

At this moment, he noticed that there were many seemingly regular graffiti on the guardrail not far away.

He walked over and carefully identified them, discovering that they were actually secret cult patterns.

So, this isn't a ghost story, but… a secret cult ritual?

In his judgment, this secret cult pattern was very amateurish, merely a clumsy imitation of certain patterns.

Secret cult patterns can't be drawn by just anyone. To achieve the intended effect, they need to be very precise and imbued with full emotion, clearly knowing what you want to do and what you want to get.

Confused emotions, no clear purpose, and messy drawings might have the effect of making people doze off? However, people in the central city seem to have a habit of abusing drugs. If they take too many drugs and then come here, the influence may be greater, and all kinds of hallucinations are possible.

Regardless, after walking around here, the second 'me' didn't appear, which means that either there is no ghost story here, or it has already been cleared away.

Seeing this, he wasn't disappointed. He had prepared himself mentally when he came out. He didn't expect to be able to determine the situation in one go. This was just the first place to check today. Next, he had to go to several other places. So, he came down from the rooftop and out of this residential area.

And young martial artists are actually a very good target. Young means that their strength won't be too strong, and martial artists mean that their organs and mutated tissues are healthy and strong, and can be sold for a better price.

When Chen Chuan walked out the way he came, he found that the few scattered pedestrians on the street had disappeared, and the surroundings had become quiet. His expression was calm, and he continued to walk forward.

At this moment, several cans were thrown out from the alleys and corners in front, behind, left, and right, landing on the ground. Immediately, a pungent smell emerged, and while a large amount of smoke spread, a faint odor was emitted. This was a paralyzing gas, specifically used to deal with martial artists with force.

Rapid footsteps sounded around, and in the smoke, several people holding black rubber-coated steel rods quickly ran towards him. At the same time, two people next to them each picked up a launching gun, and with a bang, two electrified nets opened and covered him.

The leader watched from behind with certainty. Once the net covers a person, there's no way to break free. Then, a merciless beating with steel rods will quickly cause a martial artist to lose their fighting power. Next, they just need to consider the transfer and selling them for a good price.

But just as he thought this, he saw Chen Chuan walking out of the thick smoke, looking like nothing had happened, and his eyes were unusually calm.

He was stunned, his face changed a few times, and after a moment, he suddenly spat out the cigarette in his mouth and ran backwards.

But he didn't run far before a pebble came from behind and hit him in the back of the head with a 'pop'. He involuntarily lurched forward and collapsed, lying there motionless, only a mixture of blood and implant tissue fluid flowing out.

Meanwhile, the smoke behind him was slowly dissipating, revealing a dozen or so people scattered around, their bodies twisted. Some were hanging on the side of the guardrail, while others were plastered against the wall with their chests caved in, seemingly embedded there.

Chen Chuan's pace didn't change in the slightest. As he passed the person's corpse, he glanced at it and searched his features to identify him. This person had a case against him, suspected of trafficking organs and mutated tissues.

Judging from the tools these people were carrying, they probably wanted to capture him alive, then dismantle him and sell him off.

These people all had implants, moved very nimbly, and had complete equipment. Even an ordinary fighter, even with protective clothing, could be taken down if they weren't careful.

He left directly from here, with no intention of reporting to the security patrol. Perhaps their accomplices would do something after discovering their bodies, but that had nothing to do with him.

After leaving here, he went to other target locations to take a look, but found nothing there either.

By this time, it was already afternoon. He considered it and felt that searching like this was too inefficient. It would be better to have Lao Qi check for him, since it would be easier for the client to inquire, even if it cost some fees.

He brought up the contact interface, looked at Lao Qi's avatar, and tapped it. After waiting for a while, Lao Qi's slightly tired voice came from inside, "Student Chen, what can I do for you?"

Chen Chuan said, "Mr. Qi, I want to talk to you about the commission."

Lao Qi perked up, "Okay, okay, it's just..." He gave a wry smile, "I'm in a bit of trouble right now, and I might not be able to get out for a while. Do you think you can wait for me to come out...?"

"Did something happen?"

Lao Qi sighed and said, "I was detained by the patrol team and need to pay a fine. I'm trying to raise money right now, so you might have to wait."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment, asked him the amount of the fine, and said, "I can help you pay the fine first, but I need you to help me with something."

As soon as Lao Qi heard this, he hurriedly agreed and thanked him repeatedly.

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Chen Chuan said, "Wait for me to come over."

An hour later, Chen Chuan led Lao Qi out of the city patrol security哨point and came to a leisure chair on the roadside flower bed. Lao Qi first took a bottle of water and drank it in big gulps. After drinking, he slumped back in the chair.

After a while, he slowly said, "The money I just earned from doing private work has been taken away. This is the biggest sum of money I've earned in the past few years, and now it's all benefiting those bastards.

These guys came to me right after I finished the job. After thinking about it, it's possible that they remembered my license plate number after we escaped from the border patrol that day. It's possible that they've been watching me these past few days, ready to make trouble for me at any time, so they seized the opportunity this time, damn it!"

Chen Chuan said, "Then Mr. Qi, you are actually quite lucky. If it were something else, you might not be able to get out so easily today."

"That's true," Lao Qi cheered up a little. He looked up at Chen Chuan, "Brother Chen, thank you so much today. By the way, I haven't asked what you wanted me for yet?"

Chen Chuan said, "I currently need to take on some special commission tasks, but I don't want to deal with the commission company."

Lao Qi understood as soon as he heard it. He said, "Understood. You do these commissions, and I'll figure out how to deal with the other problems?"

Chen Chuan nodded and said, "That's what I mean."

Lao Qi said embarrassedly, "Brother Chen, you're praising me too much, Lao Qi. You're a regular student of the Wuyi Academy, a resident of the Xuan Palace Building. The commissions you do must be unusual commissions, I..."

Chen Chuan said, "These commissions do not involve any personal grievances or vendettas, only some special commissions. You can make requests regarding the remuneration, and I won't force you."

When Lao Qi heard this, his eyes changed. School was about to start, and if his daughter's tuition was not paid in time, she would be expelled from school. No exceptions would be made.

To survive in the Central City, besides being born with the talent to become a fighter, one could only rely on studying, but education was very expensive, and he had to run around to find ways to raise enough money.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, rubbed his face hard, stood up and said, "Brother Chen, I'm in!"

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Mr. Qi, you don't need to be like this. I just arrived in Central City and I'm just trying to earn some fees. It's just that if I do this alone, there will be a lot of trouble to deal with, and then nothing will get done."

Lao Qi nodded understandingly and said, "What do you need me to do?"

Chen Chuan passed the suspicious commissions to Lao Qi through the interface, "I need you to help me check the specific content of these things first."

"Okay, right away."

Orange light flashed in one of Lao Qi's eyes. After a while, he said in surprise, "Brother Chen, so you're asking about abnormal event commissions. But this kind of thing has already been handled by a group of people..."

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