Atlas of Heaven and Man

The location Lao Qi provided was in the Shenwei District. When Chen Chuan followed the directions, he saw Lao Qi's car parked in a parking lot, not far from a private tax payment point.

Lao Qi knew how to park.

Perhaps the city patrol team couldn't always be relied upon, but the armed forces at the tax office could always be trusted. If gang members came here, regardless of whether you were a citizen or not, the fact that there was no tax payment record would mean they would dig into your life from birth to the present.

He contacted Lao Qi via the interface, "Lao Qi, I'm here."

Lao Qi responded immediately: "Brother Chen, over here."

Chen Chuan saw the door of the SUV open, and Lao Qi got out and waved at him.

He drove into the parking lot along the scanning lane and parked the car in an empty space. Because he had the identity of a Processing Bureau member, he didn't need to pay parking fees for using this kind of public parking lot, so the payment slip that popped up was immediately retracted.

Getting out of the car, he walked up to Lao Qi. Although the latter hadn't shaved for a few days and looked a bit haggard, with dark circles under his eyes, he seemed to be fine.

In the back seat of the car was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with big eyes and two small braids, who should be Lao Qi's daughter, Qi Qi. She saw Chen Chuan looking over and said, "Hello, Big Brother."

Chen Chuan nodded and said with a smile, "Hello." Then he said to Lao Qi, "Lao Qi, what's the situation now?"

Lao Qi sighed and said, "After I hid here, those people didn't come looking for me, but this can't go on. Qi Qi hasn't been to school for days."

Chen Chuan said, "Is it because of the whereabouts of those materials?"

Lao Qi said, "It seems like it."

Chen Chuan found it a bit strange. Although these occult materials were relatively difficult to obtain in the Upper District, they weren't anything rare. Was it necessary to go to such great lengths?

Lao Qi said, "I was also puzzled at first, but then I thought that maybe my friend got involved with something he shouldn't have, so it affected us here."

Chen Chuan thought this was quite possible. If that was the case, Lao Qi was just implicated. He said, "Are those people watching your house now?"

"Yes, so how dare I go back?"

"Which gang is it?"

Lao Qi said, "The people who came forward were from a small gang nearby. If it was just that, I would have taken care of it myself. My clients aren't pushovers either, but since it involves occult materials, there must be some gang and some force from the Lower District behind these people. I don't want to suffer a loss now, and I don't want to implicate others, so I hid first."

Chen Chuan knew that he probably didn't want to trouble him at first, hoping that those people wouldn't find him and leave on their own. He could understand that, so he said, "We'll go back now, and I'll handle this matter."

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Chen." Lao Qi cheered up a bit. With Chen Chuan coming forward, it shouldn't be difficult to resolve this matter, but he was very embarrassed. "Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I have to make you take a trip for my affairs…"

Lao Qi knew what to do, took his daughter, protected her, walked to the door of his room, took out the key, went in, and then closed the door.

Chen Chuan ignored the two people and immediately contacted Wu Bei, asking him to see where the signal they were using was going.

Wu Bei quickly traced the signal receiver and found that it was going to two places, one was the base of a small gang, and the other was a bar located in the Shenwei District. Furthermore, on the map, it could be seen that it was close to a tunnel entrance.

The latter was obviously a stronghold set up by a force from the Lower District in the Upper District. It seemed that these gangs liked to transform such strongholds into places like bars and hotels.

In the past, he didn't know much about the distribution of power in the Lower District. Although there was information on the Processing Bureau, it was basically outdated. After all, the members there were complex and the power changes were relatively fast.

But now he had a channel. He used the company's platform to directly contact Lu Tong Logistics, sent the marked tunnel location, and asked which gang's sphere of influence it belonged to.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was a response, saying that the people who often operated near that tunnel were likely from the Plague Gang, and they included a description of the Plague Gang.

Chen Chuan looked at it. This gang was not large in scale, but it was very special, because most of the internal members of the gang were composed of technical personnel, many of whom were originally R\u0026D personnel, implant doctors, and bioengineers from large companies.

Some peripheral gang members mostly believed in a certain evil god. They would actively contract some communicable diseases and then take some experimental drugs to treat them. This act was called "filtering", believing that this was the only way to get close to that god, and they also often captured people to do human experiments, which was also a hated existence in the Lower District.

If it weren't for the fact that the structure of this gang itself was relatively loose, and some people needed their existence, they would have been wiped out long ago.

Seeing this, he shook his head. Many gangs with clear structures could actually be reasoned with, and they still had some scruples, but this kind of gang with cultic characteristics was not only crazy in doing things, but also had problems with their brains, so it couldn't be solved by conventional means.

Just as he was browsing the information, Wu Bei transferred a surveillance scene to him. A group of gang members set off from the gang's base in two cars, obviously coming for Lao Qi.

Faced with these small gang members, Chen Chuan did not come forward himself, but contacted the city patrol and explained the situation. The nearby patrol team immediately dispatched after receiving his report.

Although the Processing Bureau and the City Patrol were not in a superior-subordinate relationship, they had a close cooperative relationship.

After all, once the patrol team faced criminals with strong implants and combatants, they basically relied on the Processing Bureau to end the situation. The faster the Processing Bureau dispatched, the smaller their casualties would be, so they would generally give face to the Processing Bureau staff, let alone a Level 2 Executive Officer.

The two cars had only driven out for less than five minutes when they were intercepted by the city patrol on the road.

In less than half an hour, the city patrol informed Chen Chuan that the people had been detained and that the people at the base had been taken back for review.

Because these people were carrying things on their backs, as long as the city patrol was willing to investigate, they could be detained for as long as they wanted.

Chen Chuan thanked them after receiving the notice. At this time, Wu Bei's voice sounded in his ears: "Brother Chen, I found the information from a few days ago. The people who arrested Lao Qi's friend were from that bar. I haven't seen any transfers these days. The person should still be in the bar."

Chen Chuan thanked him and knew that it would be easy to handle if he knew where the person was. The key was to find out the cause of the matter in order to prescribe the right medicine.

It's just that after these few days, I don't know if the person is still alive, so I can only go and take a look first.

He asked Wu Bei to pay attention to the surroundings of Lao Qi's house and inform him of any situation at any time. Then he got in the car and drove towards the bar. Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the location.

This bar street was transformed from an old-fashioned house. From the outside, it looks very normal, with eye-catching bar signs, exaggerated neon lights, and constantly flashing light curtains.

He parked the car and walked in. The inside was also constantly flashing with light. The floor was made of glass partitions, and you could see the blood-like liquid flowing through the glass pipes below.

Because it was daytime, there were not many customers now, but after he came in, a not weak sign of virtualization suddenly appeared in his second eye. Looking along the direction, the source seemed to be in a sealed decorative wall in the middle.

He withdrew his gaze, came to the vicinity of the bar, and said directly: "I have a friend who was arrested here by you a few days ago. Is he still here now?"

The bartender was wearing short sleeves, revealing strong arms with circles of tattoos on them. After Chen Chuan came in, he looked at him warily. Hearing this sentence, his expression changed and he denied, "I don't know what you're talking about."

He gave a wink to the two thugs sitting in the distance, and the people there immediately started using the interface to notify the outside.

Chen Chuan seemed unaware, sat down in front, and said, "Then give me a drink."

"We only have wine here, no drinks."

Chen Chuan said, "A glass of water will do."

The bartender saw that the person using the interface seemed to still be in contact, so he turned around and poured him a glass of clear water, and did not forget to add two ice cubes to it, pushing it in front of Chen Chuan, "Sir, here's your water."

Chen Chuan picked it up and drank it slowly.

After discovering the situation here, the few customers who felt something was wrong all checked out and left, even some customers who wanted to watch the excitement were persuaded to leave by the thugs in the bar.

Not long after, a group of people walked in from outside, led by a man in his thirties wearing decent clothes. Although the light here was not very bright, he still didn't take off the sunglasses he was wearing on his face.

He turned his head and gave an order, and the door outside the bar was pulled down, and the door inside was also closed and locked, and then he slowly walked up with a few people holding weapons and guns.

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