Chapter 34: Traces of Heretics

Lu Buer seemed to have truly returned to the place that once belonged to him. He could smell the smell of rotten vegetable leaves in the air, the processed fish entrails scattered on the sewers on the street, and the meat foam splashed when chopping meat next to him.

The hawking of street snacks, the cursing and pushing when fighting for stalls.

This is the real breath of life.

"This is the suburbs of the city. People living here are more down-to-earth, but they are not real desperate criminals. Those who run underground casinos, fight black boxing, and engage in illegal transactions are the real ones."

Qiangwei explained lightly: "They all have no legal business rights and are all private transactions. Because of this, there will be no guarantee, and there is nothing you can do if you encounter black-eating black."

Lu Buer understood.

Lao Zhang encountered this situation.

After the two of them came to the vegetable market, they were obviously watched by many people.

There were also many gangsters who saw beautiful women and prepared to sneak up to take advantage of them.

The ending was without exception, and they were all beaten by Lu Buer.

They came to the end of the market, where there was an old elevator that led directly to a location 100 meters underground, where the black market was located.

The elevator sank and shook, and the lights flickered.

When the elevator door opened again, Lu Buer saw the whole picture of the underground block.

The old steel dome, the intricate circuits hanging above the head, the bright electric lights illuminating the dim sky, the houses stacked like Tetris, the streets and alleys with old walls, and the mountains of garbage piled up in the corners.

It was like a scene from the 1970s.

Very retro.

"The problem now is that this place is so big, where can we find that Barron?"

She comforted the red-eyed blood lizard in her arms, frowning.

Lu Buer looked at her suspiciously: "Are you really a judge?"

Qiangwei glared: "You just finished your internship, what's wrong?"

"No wonder, you don't have much experience."

Lu Buer spread his hands: "This kind of place is full of good and bad people. You are alone and unfamiliar with the place. You will definitely not be able to investigate it. So, you have to find a reliable informant."

"How to find it?"

Qiangwei was stunned.

"Did you really pass the judge's assessment?"

Lu Buer glanced at her: "Your IQ is over 80?"

Before she got angry, he found a shop, took out an energy bar from his pocket, and handed it over with a smile: "Brother, I'm looking for someone, a clerk from the Morgan Group, who was beaten here yesterday. Have you heard about it?"

The middle-aged man who saw the shop was stunned, and hurriedly put the energy bar in his arms, pointing casually: "Then you really found the right person, I know everything about this street! Do you see this road? Go to the end of this road and turn right, he is arguing with someone."

Lu Buer smiled, turned around and cast a look at the woman, and then swaggered away.

Qiangwei frowned, and suddenly found that since this boy came to the block, he seemed to have become a different person, posing like a gangster.

He is particularly harmonious with this place.

"Sir, he looks good, a good candidate."

Rose reported to the micro-microphone: "But he is just a witness, and it's enough to provide evidence. Why do we have to ask him to assist in the investigation? What's the use of him?"

The sound of Damon pushing a wheelchair sounded in the headset, and Longque replied indifferently: "This kid's background is not simple. His parents are very important. Maybe he knows something."

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Under the old kerosene lamp, two groups of people were confronting each other in front of the stall.

"No, you must return the remaining merit tickets to me today. Do you know whose money you withheld? I am just a middleman. If you offend the military commander, you, a small middleman, will die without knowing how you died!" Old Zhang sat on the chair with a swollen nose and face.

A group of young hooligans followed him, each carrying a steel pipe.

They were all hired by him.

The boss opposite was a bald old man with a face full of flesh, nicknamed Fat Head Snake.

His subordinates were also a group of hooligans with tattoos all over their bodies, ready to fight.

"What merit ticket? Isn't it just that price? I've already given you the goods you want, and the rest is my hard work fee. We are all doing head-losing work, it's not easy."

Fat-headed snake sneered: "Don't count on your military master, they are all on the front line and can't come out, can they come to fight me for you? Why don't you call him? If he can come, I will put my head in my ass today!"

"What did you say?"

Old Zhang was also angry and stood up to confront him.

"Pay back the money!"

"What money? I don't know."

"You must pay it back today!"

"Damn it, I gave you face, didn't I?"

A mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on Old Zhang's face.

Old Zhang was furious, but he didn't dare to command his younger brother to rush up.

Because the money he gave was just to support the scene.

If there is a real fight, then there will be another price.

Fathead Snake also saw that this man was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, so he grabbed his collar and grinned: "You dare to make trouble here? I don't think I taught you a lesson last time!"

With his order, his men rushed forward.

When Lao Zhang saw his casserole-sized fist coming down, he knew that he was going to be in trouble today. He was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes. At this time, there was a faint sound of wind coming from his ears.

With a snap, Fathead Snake's fist was caught.

"Lao Zhang."

Lu Fuji smiled: "Good afternoon."

Lao Zhang opened his eyes and was obviously taken aback.

Lu Fuji's right hand exerted force, and there was a howl like a killing pig.

The Fat-Headed Snake also has a medium talent. Although he has not mastered the sacred rhythm, he is already very good at fighting among ordinary people. But at this moment, his fist was crushed alive!

He fell to his knees with a plop, and his men picked up their weapons.

However, at this moment, the fat-headed snake roared: "Presumptuous!"

The men stopped hastily and looked at each other.

The fat-headed snake is not a fool. The opponent is obviously an evolver and quite powerful.

The most important thing is that while Lu Fuji crushed his fist, he took out a revolver from his pocket, turned the magazine slightly, and put the muzzle of the gun against his head.

The fat-headed snake was a knowledgeable man and recognized that it was military supplies.

There is only one kind of person who dares to use military supplies in public.

"Master Jun! Master Jun!"

The fat-headed snake was sweating profusely: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

"Didn't you say I can't come? I'm coming."

Lu Fuji directly pulled up a chair and sat down, smiled and said: "What should I say? Now let's perform a show, put your head into your butt, I'm still waiting to see."

Qiangwei burst out laughing, and the group of subordinates who had never seen a woman were stunned.

It turns out that this is the so-called privilege of high talent, not only the gap in strength, but also the natural suppression of status. Behind him is the military and even the federation.

When this kind of ruffian saw him, it was as if he was looking at the living king of hell.

Of course, if the fat-headed snake knew about it, there would be an interrogator next to him.

Well, it might make you wet your pants.

The fat-headed snake's face turned green, and he said hurriedly: "Master, please don't make fun of me. If I really perform, you and your female companion will be sick and vomited, right? Ah Si! What are you doing standing there in a daze? Hurry up and give me I’ll take more money and compensate this military master!”

He trembled and said: "The military master touched me and he couldn't wash his hands? Hurry up and give him the money to wash his hands! And this worker Zhang, the medical expenses and mental damage expenses, quick, quick, quick!"

He almost growled.

As a person in the underground black market, he is simply too oily.

When the military master really came, he would have absolutely no way to confront him head-on.

The only way is to survive with a broken arm, lose money and be done with it.

Otherwise, given the illegal activities he had done, being shot on the spot would be a minor offense.

Lao Zhang was really shocked now. He knew that high-level talents had privileges, but he didn't expect that it had reached this point. The subordinates took out almost all the merit tickets in the safe.

With a total of three thousand and four merit votes, I have to say that their business is quite lucrative.

"Little deer, why are you here?"

Lao Zhang took the stack of merit tickets and handed them to him without thinking.

Lu Buer just drew a merit ticket with a face value of 500, and returned the others: "Oh, it's nothing. Come and check something with my daughter, and come to see you by the way. You can just keep the money, and from now on Once you get the management rights, go do some business. I’m very optimistic about you.”

Qiangwei was furious: "You brat, what did you say?"

Lao Zhang obviously showed a moved expression. In fact, when they parted ways in the temple, he thought that he would never have any interaction with this young man again.

Unexpectedly, people are still thinking about me.

Lu Fuji did this for no reason.

First of all, Lao Zhang had helped him in the church in Fengcheng.

Secondly, Lao Zhang himself is also a talent and can make money make money.

Subsequent promotions require significant resources.

Lao Zhang may be able to help him solve some of this problem.

It can also be considered an investment.

The fat-headed snake covered his crushed fist, almost rolling his eyes in pain. His subordinates hurried over to help him, but they didn't help because they didn't understand anything.

Now he just hopes that the military master will leave quickly and go as far as possible.

Never come back again.

Just treat him like a fart and let it go.

"Do you know this person?"

Lu Fuji took out a photo.

The photo is clearly an old photo of Barron.

"This person should be in the underground neighborhood."

Qiangwei crossed her arms and said, "If you provide clues, you will be rewarded with meritorious service."

Lao Zhang took a closer look and everyone shook their heads.

never seen it.

The fat-headed snake also saw the photo. After thinking for a moment, his expression changed drastically: "Master Jun! Master Jun! I know him. I don't remember this person's name, but he came here to look for a job half a month ago. Now working as a handyman in an orphanage!”

Lu Fuji was stunned.

Qiangwei stepped over and stepped on this guy's shoulder.

"you sure?"

The fat-headed snake trembled again in pain, but gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sure it's not wrong, because this guy was with several children at the time, which left a deep impression on people!"

Qiangwei turned her head and said with a smile: "It's not difficult to deal with such little minions, but if there is a problem with Barron's group, you'd better be careful and leave it to me to deal with it. You're still young, so don't show off."

Lu Fuji raised his eyebrows: "Who are you looking down on?"

A voice sounded in their earphones.

"Get ready, close the net."

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The orphanage in the underground neighborhood is actually more like a shelter.

The dilapidated courtyard was fenced off with iron fences, and there were garbage and waste everywhere. The wooden townhouse was very old, and even the roof had many holes. However, it was barely habitable because there was no need to worry about rain.

The thin children squatted on the ground to sort the garbage. They were young but very well-behaved, not noisy or noisy.

"Children, it's time to eat and take a rest." The young man in gray robe came out of the house and distributed bread to each child.

"Thank you, brother! Brother is so nice!" The children were very happy to eat bread, and jumped to the corner to enjoy lunch.

The young man only kept half a piece of bread in his mouth, squatted down and continued to do the work that the children had not finished, and counted how much money the garbage would cost when sold to the recycling station.

There was a snap.

Something seemed to fall off the roof.

The young man raised his head and sighed: "Has the roof collapsed again? What if it hits someone?"

Living in such a shabby yard, it is inevitable to encounter such things. He stood up and prepared to repair it, but unexpectedly, he had just taken two steps and felt a cold touch behind his head.

"Barron Moore?"

Rose pointed a revolver at the back of his head. She had observed here for a long time in advance and was sure that this was really a shabby orphanage before she chose to show up in this way.

Otherwise, she would have broken in directly.

Barron turned his back to her and his body shook slightly.

"Who are you?"

He raised his hands very tactfully, and his hands trembled slightly.

The children were all startled and stood up one after another.

On the shabby roof, Lu Buer stood up silently and looked at this so-called orphanage.

The children also looked up at him.

When Lu Buer saw their eyes, he was stunned.

That kind of eyes was too dark.

It was a bit unlike what a child could have.

"Anomaly Supervision and Management Bureau, Senior Judge Rose."

Rose said coldly: "John Moore, your adopted father, committed the East City Human Sculpture Murder Case and then devoted himself to a heretical religion and committed many crimes. You are one of his few close relatives, and we need you to provide some clues."

The Abnormal Supervision and Management Bureau's reputation is well known to everyone.

Barron was so scared that he almost couldn't stand still.

"We haven't seen each other since the East City Murder Case."

He kept his hand raised and said in panic: "My adopted father is crazy, but it has nothing to do with us. At that time, his life was about to reach its limit. I don't know who believed in the instigation and turned to believe in a terrible religion. He became heartless... My brothers were all killed by him."

He seemed very scared, and his voice was trembling.

"Really?"

Rose said coldly: "Then why did you hide in the underground block under an assumed name?"

"Because brother Sasha told me that my adoptive father did something terrible, and someone might come to avenge us."

"Your brother is probably dead, don't you know?"

"What did you say?"

"I said he was dead, and someone is indeed hunting him. If you don't cooperate, you will most likely be the next one."

Barron's body stiffened for a moment, and his voice trembled slightly: "We don't know anything. I have been living here with the children all this time. Those terrible things have nothing to do with us!"

Rose frowned and glanced at A glance at the children in the yard: "You took the children with you when you fled?"

Barron said sincerely: "These are the children that my adoptive father was going to adopt. I realized that something was wrong with him, so I decided to secretly transfer the children away to prevent them from getting into trouble."

"Really?"

Qiangwei looked at the dilapidated yard, silently put down the pistol, and took out the handcuffs: "No matter what, you still have to come with me. I want to make sure how much you know about your adoptive father... As for the children, I will find a way to help you take care of them."

Barron did not look like a dangerous person. He was just afraid of being silenced, so he hid here with the children.

Life here is very difficult, and you have to suffer a lot to survive.

"Sister, do you want to eat bread?"

The children came up and asked obediently.

Qiangwei's heart softened, and she reached out and touched their heads.

Suddenly, Lu Buer saw their hands clearly and said in a lost voice:

"Be careful, they are not children!"

The reason why he was so sure was that the children's hands were covered with calluses, like workers who had worked hard for decades.

Children can't have such thick calluses.

And their eyes are very dark.

That was... the look of an adult!

Qiangwei was startled because the child in the front raised his head, his expression suddenly became ferocious, and punched her soft belly, knocking her out!

The remaining children rushed forward and pulled out the daggers in their sleeves.

These people were not children.

They were dwarfs!

Barron also turned around and pounced on the woman like a tiger.

In a fleeting moment, Lu Buer's right palm beat.

He sensed the taste of dark matter.

It came from Barron's body!

It turns out that humans can also have dark matter in their bodies!

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