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"The General Directorate takes this matter very seriously, and every person involved in the investigation is selected through layers of vetting.They won't let you in even if you are capable enough."White Lord picked up the folder with Qin Tian's name on the table, "People are also needed to guard Min Cao Street and Li Jing Street, your task is no easier than ours."

 After saying that, White Lords started discussing tonight's plan of action with the only three remaining old team members, every step of the way was rehearsed and all possible scenarios were considered.

 Gao Ming did not participate in the old group members' conversation as he found what he needed in Qin Tian's computer.

 There were staff members within the Investigation Bureau who specialised in information integration and searching, and Gao Life dialled the other party's number, wanting to use the Investigation Bureau's investigative network that had been spread out in Hanhai to find someone for himself.

 Taking out his mobile phone, Gao Fate entered a few of those criminals' information that he had devised.

 The most dangerous lunatics were to be snuffed out in advance, and those that could be redeemed were to try to co-operate.

 Because they were all designed by himself, Gao Life knew the psychological flaws and weaknesses of those criminals like the back of his hand, and he was the only one in the entire city who was bold enough to dare to manipulate that group of the most extreme lunatics.

 "A first-class suspense game is logically meticulous, and there won't be any supernatural existences; but I'm just an unorthodox game designer, and some of the cases are not well conceived, and some of those criminals possess certain traits that are beyond the ordinary.These peculiarities might evolve into certain special abilities under the alienation of the Shadow World, as Xuan Wen did."

 After only half an hour, the staff of the Investigation Bureau sent a message to High Life that the first "criminal" had been found.

 The height and build of this criminal was very recognisable, and he could not escape the ubiquitous city surveillance probes without deliberately hiding.

 "An underground fight club?"

 The Bureau of Investigation was incredibly efficient, and after High Life got the information, he immediately put on his mackintosh and prepared to leave.

 "Where are you going?I'm coming with you!"Zhu Miaomiao, who was fuming, also stood up and anxiously went to look for the fire axe.

 "No need, you guard here."

 "Administrator Chen said for me to follow you."Zhu Miaomiao didn't even take the axe and ran next to Gao Lian in a panic: "Is there a new mission?"

 "Just going to meet a friend."Gao Life didn't refuse, and he and Zhu Miao Miao drove the car of the investigation group straight to the DC area.

 For a long time in the past, money could buy everything in Hanhai.It was the world's free port, boasting the most elegant art and hiding the most vulgar and cruel performances, where all the sensual pleasures could be satisfied with money.

 The Bureau of Investigation car drove into Queen's Eleventh Street, and High Life, calculating the time, stood guard beside a Chinese restaurant.

"According to the information given by the Investigation Bureau, the target will come here for lunch on time every day."Gao Life pressed down the brim of his hat and waved towards Zhu Miaomiao, who was ready to receive him in the car, signalling her not to be nervous.

 The rain slowly began to subside, and Gao Life looked at the puddle in the distance, the crooked city reflected amongst the standing water.

 Snap!

 Heavy leather shoes stepped on the water, the shadow of the city splashing everywhere and passersby dodging far away.

 On the corner of the street was a man close to two metres tall, walking towards the restaurant in a tailored suit.

 The man was incredibly large and muscular, his bare skin covered in hideous tattoos of giant ghosts.

 "It really is exactly the same as the Yan Hua in my mind."Gao Life stared at the burly man walking towards him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and from a long distance away he felt the oppressive feeling on the other party.

 The man did not care about Gao Life and pushed the door into the restaurant, the guests consciously moved out a large empty seat.

 "As usual."The man's vocal cords had been injured, his voice sounded hoarse and low, he bent down and sat down, his whole body's muscles were tense, seemingly about to burst his suit.

 The atmosphere in the restaurant became stagnant, the guests speeding up their meals, wanting to leave in a hurry, and the man seemed to be used to this.

 "Boss, two bowls of noodles, pack them away."Gao Fate shouted towards the counter, then walked past a number of empty seats and sat down opposite the man's table.

 Pouring two cups of hot water, Gao Life's state was incomparably relaxed: "I heard that you've been fighting black boxing recently?Winning all thirteen fights?The name you entered doesn't seem to be your real name though?"

 The man cringed, his skin pulled, the tattooed ghostly face on his cheek seeming to open its bloody mouth.

 "I used to know a fighter who looked a lot like you, the boy had a rough time growing up."

 "His mother suffered from an illness and remarried with a son and daughter to make ends meet after her husband died, his stepfather was a cranky, lecherous, rude gambler, and that wimp's favourite thing to do was to maintain his pathetic and laughable self-esteem in front of his ailing wife and young adopted daughter."

 "He's going to get back the dignity he lost out there, in a worse way, through violence, and worse ways than violence."

 The tabletop seemed to be shaking slightly as the diners around them left the restaurant one by one, and slowly, only High Life himself was left.

 The main course hadn't been served yet, so of course High Life wouldn't leave now.

 "That gambler simply doesn't deserve to be a father, he treated his two children even more roughly after his wife's illness and death.Instructing the eldest daughter to do all sorts of chores, and punching and kicking her for the slightest dissatisfaction."

 "Even more pitiful than the elder daughter is the younger son."Gao Ming's speech slowed down, using hypnotic techniques, "The younger son was naive and kind, but he was often intimidated and verbally abused by his stepfather, and then he developed chronic bedwetting, and he still has the habit of wetting the bed until now."

 The eyes of the man sitting across the table changed, and the unpleasant memories tore away his disguise a little.

 All of this was seen in the eyes of Gao Life, he picked up a glass of water and gently shook it, his voice with a special rhythm: "Every time after my youngest son wet the bed, my stepfather would become furious, he would put the wet sheet over the child's face and press him towards the urinal, saying that a dog would know where to go to defecate."

"Are you finished?"The originally calm man's breathing became rapid, his eyes covered in blood, the painful memories buried deep in his heart were triggered, and the nightmares of his childhood struck him again.

 The future Yan Hua was a heartless murderer, but the current one had not yet fully blossomed.

 "Because of his fear of bedwetting, he even developed a fear of sleeping, he forced himself to open his eyes during countless dark nights, and slowly, he turned into an abnormal child."High Life's speech began to become faster, "The more powerless he was to resist the more brutal he became, he knew that violence would produce more violence, but he still gradually twisted in the darkness of the night, precocious, cunning, and doing his best to hide the maddening desire for aggression that rose up inside him."

 The man's arms slowly arched as he rose slowly, his suit ripped open by taut muscles as if it were a mountain of oppressive flesh.

 "His stepfather didn't even treat him like a human being, and gave him the feminised name Yan Hua."

 "Shut up!"The man raised his fist and aimed it at High Life.

 "Then he grew up, and he started training himself in an almost self-mutilating manner, but he still felt fear inside, and his chronic bedwetting certificate became even worse."

 "I told you to shut up!"The man couldn't restrain himself, his hand bones crunching.

 "That kid hated his body and ground himself even more frantically, but no one knew that his desperate efforts were actually just to do one thing."

 As the heavy fist fell, High Life also uttered his last words, "He wanted to kill his adoptive father."

 The fist stopped in front of his eyes, High Life's voice was like a sharp knife cutting open the man's heart, that secret that had been hidden for twenty years was pierced through, and he felt as if he was standing naked in the pouring rain.