Edge of Pure Land

Chapter 34 Traces of Heretics

Lu Fuji 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 offal scattered in the sewers on the street, and the meat foam sprayed out when the meat was chopped next to him. .

 The cries of street food, the swearing and pushing as people fight for stalls.

 This is the real breath of life.

"This is the suburbs of the city. The people living here are more down-to-earth, but they are not real desperadoes. Those who open underground casinos, engage in black boxing, and engage in illegal transactions are the real ones. "

Qiangwei explained calmly: "None of them have legal business rights, and they are all doing private transactions. Because of this, there is no guarantee, and there is nothing you can do if you encounter gangsters."

  Lu Fuji understands.

 Lao Zhang encountered this situation.

 After the two of them arrived at the vegetable market, they obviously attracted a lot of attention.

There are also many gangsters who see beautiful women coming and going, and are ready to sneak up and take advantage of her.

 The endings, without exception, were all overturned by Lu Fuji.

They walked all the way to the end of the market, where there was an old elevator that led directly to a hundred meters underground, where the black market was located.

 The elevator sank and shook, and the lights flickered on and off.

When the elevator door opened again, Lu Buer saw the entire underground neighborhood.

  Old steel domes, intricate circuits hanging overhead, bright electric lights illuminating the dim sky, houses stacked like Tetris, streets and alleys with old walls, and mountains of garbage piled in the corners.

 It's like a scene from the 1970s.

 Very retro.

“The problem now is, this place is so big, where can we find the Barron?”

 She comforted the red-eyed blood lizard in her arms and frowned.

Lu Buer glanced at her suspiciously: "Are you really the judge?"

Qiangwei stared: "I just passed the internship period, what's wrong?"

 “No wonder, at first glance, I don’t have any experience.”

Lu Buer spread his hands and said: "This place is a mixed bag of good and bad people. If you are unfamiliar with everyone, you will definitely not be able to investigate. So, you need to find a reliable informant."

 “How to find it?”

Qiangwei was stunned.

 “Did you really pass the Inquisitor’s test?”

Lu Fuji glanced at her: "Your IQ is over eighty?"

Before she could get 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 yesterday by you. ,have you heard of it?"

The middle-aged man looking at the shop was stunned. He quickly put the energy bar into his arms and pointed at it casually: "Then you have found the right person. I know everything about this street! Have you seen this road? By the way. Follow this road to the end and turn right, he is talking to someone. "

Lu Fuji smiled, turned around and cast a look at the woman, and then walked away swaggeringly.

Qiangwei frowned and suddenly realized that this young man seemed to have changed since he came to the block, and he had adopted a gangster-like attitude.

 It feels very harmonious here.

“Sir, it looks pretty good. It’s a good seedling.”

Qiangwei reported into the miniature microphone: "But he is just a witness. It is enough to provide evidence. Why do you have to help him in the investigation? What is his use?"

The sound of Damon pushing the wheelchair sounded in the earphones, and Longque replied calmly: "This kid's background is not simple. His parents are well-known, and 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. I offended the military master. You, a little second-rate dealer, will not die. Do you know how he died?" Lao Zhang was sitting on a chair with a bruised nose and swollen face.

 He was followed by a group of young hooligans, each carrying a steel pipe.

　　They are all hired by him with money.

 The boss opposite is a bald old man with a sinewy face, nicknamed Fat-Headed Snake.

 His men are also a group of gangsters covered in tattoos, eager to fight.

"What merit ticket? Isn't that the price? I've already given you the goods you want, and the rest is my hard work. Everyone is doing a job that loses their head, and it's not easy."

The fat-headed snake sneered: "Don't count on your military master. They are all on the front line and can't get out. Why can't they come here to **** me for you? Why don't you call him here? If he could come, I would have his head stuffed today." Into the ass!"

"What did you say?"

 Lao 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 spat onto Lao Zhang’s face.

Lao Zhang was furious, but he did not dare to direct his younger brother to rush forward.

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

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

The fat-headed snake also saw that this man was strong on the outside but strong on the inside. He grabbed him by the collar and said with a ferocious smile: "If you dare to cause trouble here, I think I didn't teach you a lesson last time!"

 As he gave the order, his men swarmed forward.

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

With a snap, the fat-headed 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 a howl like a slaughtering pig suddenly sounded.

Fat-Headed Snake is also a medium-level 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 and rushed forward.

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

The men stopped in a hurry 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 is a knowledgeable person 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 couldn’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 dumbfounded.

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

 When such a ruffian saw him, it was like seeing a living king of hell.

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

Hmm, 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 roared.

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

When the military master really comes, he has absolutely no way to confront him head-on.

The only way is to survive with a broken arm and lose money.

 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 talents had privileges, but he didn't expect that it had reached this point. The group of subordinates took out almost all the merit tickets in the safe.

 With a total of 3,400 merit votes, it must be said 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 I'm very optimistic about you when you get the management rights." 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.

I didn’t expect that people would still be thinking about me.

Lu Fuji did this for no reason.

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

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

 Subsequent promotion requires a lot of resources.

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

 It can also be regarded as an investment.

The fat-headed snake covered his crushed fist, almost rolling his eyes in pain. His subordinates hurriedly came 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, 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 deeds."

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!”

　　Shika Fuji was stunned for a moment.

 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 absolutely not wrong, because this guy was bringing several children with him at the time, which made 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.

 “Prepare, close the net.”

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

The dilapidated and desolate courtyard was surrounded by an iron fence. There were collected garbage and scraps everywhere. The wooden townhouse was also very old. Even the roof had many holes, so there was no need to worry about it. The rain problem is barely manageable.

 The thin children were squatting on the ground sorting garbage. They were young but extremely well-behaved and neither noisy nor fussy.

“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 kind!” The children were very happy to eat the bread and jumped to the corner to enjoy their lunch.

The young man kept only half a piece of bread in his mouth, squatted down and continued to do the work that the children had not finished, counting in detail how much money the garbage would get from selling it to the recycling bin.

 Snap.

 Something seemed to have fallen off the roof.

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

Living in such a dilapidated yard, it is inevitable to encounter this kind of thing. He stood up and prepared to repair it, but unexpectedly, he felt a cold touch on the back of his head as soon as he took two steps.

 “Barron Moore?”

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

 Otherwise she would just break in.

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

"who are you?"

 He raised his hands very wisely, his hands trembling slightly.

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

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

 The children also raised their heads and looked at him.

 When Lu Fuji saw their eyes, he was stunned for a moment.

That look is too dark.

  It's a bit unlike what a child can have.

“Abnormality Supervision Bureau, Senior Inquisitor Rose.”

Qiangwei said coldly: "John Moore is your adoptive father. After he committed the East City Human Sculpture Murder case, he devoted himself to heretical religion and committed many crimes. You are one of his few close relatives, and we need you to provide some clue."

The Anomalous Supervision and Administration Bureau has a terrible reputation that is known to everyone.

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

 “We haven’t seen each other since the Dongcheng murder case.”

He kept raising his hands and said in panic: "My adoptive father is crazy, but it has nothing to do with us. When his lifespan was about to reach its limit, he listened to someone's temptation and turned to believe in a terrible religion. He disowns all his relatives... My brothers were all killed by him. "

 He seemed extremely frightened and his voice was trembling.

"Is it?"

Qiangwei said coldly: "Then why do you hide in the underground neighborhood incognito?"

“Because brother Sasha told me that my adoptive father has done terrible things, and someone may come to take revenge on us.”

“Your brother is probably dead, don’t you know?”

"What did you say?"

“I said he is dead, but someone is indeed chasing him. If you don’t cooperate, you will most likely be next.”

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

Qiangwei frowned and glanced at the children in the yard: "You took your children with you when you fled?"

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

"Is it?"

Qiangwei looked at the dilapidated courtyard, 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 it.”

Barron does not seem to be a dangerous person. He is just afraid of being silenced, so he hides here with his children.

Life here is very difficult, and you have to endure a lot of hardships if you want to survive.

 “Sister, do you want some bread?”

 The children came up and asked nicely.

Qiangwei felt soft and reached out to touch their heads.

 Suddenly, Lu Buer saw their hands clearly and lost his voice:

 “Be careful, they are not children!”

 The reason why they are so sure is because the children’s hands are covered with calluses, just like workers who have worked hard for decades.

 Children cannot have such thick calluses.

 And their eyes are dark.

 Those are...the eyes of an adult!

Qiangwei was startled, because the child at the front raised her head, her expression suddenly turned ferocious, and punched her soft belly, sending her flying!

　　The remaining children rushed forward and took out the daggers from their sleeves.

 These people are not children.

 But a dwarf!

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

 For a fleeting moment, the palm of Lu Fuji's right hand jumped.

 He sensed the smell of dark matter.

 Suddenly it came from Barron’s body!

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

Asking for votes!

 (End of this chapter)