Chapter 112: Qinggang’s Four Great Investigators

Zhang Chiguo had once told himself that the person who submitted that report was only acting under orders from higher-ups and that he need not concern himself too much.

But Han Su was different—he wanted to know exactly which bastard had submitted that report.

When faced with his questioning, the man with the bulbous nose gave a smile. Meeting Han Su’s gaze, he said, “Of course the Kidnapping Case must be investigated, and the Missing Children will be found. But I believe there’s no need to drag everyone into this bizarre and dangerous world.”

“Young man, living in a stable reality is a kind of happiness. You once had such happiness, but clearly didn’t cherish it. That’s why you entered our Social Circle.”

“Since you’re in now, you should understand that our Social Circle is very dangerous. Without guidance or support, it’s quite easy to lose your life.”

“……”

It was confirmed—it was him.

The one who wrote that qualitative report was him. The one who now, through Red Trench Coat, extended a hand of goodwill, but also tried to use that goodwill to force Han Su into agreeing not to reopen the case—was also him.

If responsibility were pursued on the surface level, the one who would make the entire world believe that Han Su had merely been a child making things up ten years ago—was still him.

So Han Su narrowed his eyes, staring straight at his face, and slowly replied, “So just to get ahead, you used the lives of over twenty children as your stepping stone?”

The man with the bulbous nose immediately turned serious, his gaze sharp.

Though he usually looked lazy, as if he had no bones in his body, at this moment he suddenly exuded an indescribable sense of danger. Even the surrounding air seemed to turn a few degrees colder.

But Han Su just stared at him without blinking.

When it came to danger, the most dangerous he had seen were those Ghosts and Monsters in the Ancient Castle, followed by Song Chu‑shi, followed by that Peeping Monster, and then the Ghost Truck.

Who the hell did this guy think he was?

Amid this confrontation, even Mr. Li beside them suddenly showed a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

He was just an ordinary person, but also a business genius. Starting with toys, he founded the Magic Box Corporation and gradually extended his reach into various industries.

If not for the disappearance of Manman ten years ago, which had struck him hard, this business empire might have risen even further.

His current silence only made the bulbous-nosed man’s expression even uglier, and his gaze at Han Su became visibly displeased.

“Oh dear, what a tense atmosphere...”

The silent confrontation was broken.

Everyone turned around and saw a dazzling figure appear beside them—it was Wei Lan, dressed in a golden gown, smiling gently. Even the golden feathers stuck to her cheeks seemed to possess a brightness that could sting one’s eyes.

Han Su noticed that the edges of the feathers on her cheeks seemed to be tinged with a hint of red.

She pushed a wheelchair over. Sitting in the wheelchair was an old man.

So old.

His skin was layered like orange peels, thin tubes stuck into him for IVs, his entire body shriveled.

Yet his presence was overwhelming. Even with Wei Lan beside him, she was merely a beautiful junior.

The man with the bulbous nose and Mr. Li both quickly turned and bowed slightly, smiling, “Mr. Zhao.”

‘His surname is Zhao, and everyone treats him with such respect...’

A thought stirred in Han Su’s heart: ‘Is he the master of Lilac Courtyard?’

Even when facing the CEO of the Magic Box Corporation and an Investigator of the Disaster Management Bureau, the old man merely gave a slight nod. His clouded eyes turned to look at Han Su, and he slowly twirled the cane in his hand.

At the end of the cane was a ring of bright Bronze, engraved with a pattern resembling an Encrypted Spell.

He smiled and said, “This young man seems unfamiliar.”

Wei Lan, holding a wine glass beside him, turned her gaze and smiled, “We’ve met at the Coastal Club. He’s a friend of Young Master Xu from the Xu family—a very outstanding person!”

That one sentence seemed to settle the matter. The old man smiled and nodded, “Then do visit often.”

The female security guard standing beside the wheelchair, wearing sunglasses, handed a Bronze-colored name card to Han Su with both hands after hearing those words.

Han Su looked at the card and reached out to take it. Though unfamiliar with this kind of setting, his intuition told him that receiving this card meant he now had unrestricted access to Lilac Courtyard.

Seeing this, the man with the bulbous nose turned to Wei Lan with a half-smile and asked, “Miss Wei Lan, you know him too?”

Wei Lan met his gaze and smiled, “I know you even better—one of the famed Four Great Investigators of the Disaster Management Bureau, Mr. Drunkard.”

Whether intentional or not, her voice was filled with friendliness:

“They say although Qinggang has issued forty to fifty Investigator licenses, two-thirds are considered veterans. But those truly considered the backbone are only the four known as Lantern, Red, Wine, and Green—also the ones most likely to be promoted to Independent Investigators.”

“Among them, Mr. Night Lantern is the most mysterious, Red Trench Coat the most domineering, Mr. Drunkard loves mentoring newcomers the most, and Mr. Green Hat is the most easygoing. Seems like Mr. Drunkard is mentoring a junior by his side now?”

“……”

“Lantern, Red, Wine, and Green?”

As someone from the Disaster Management Bureau, it was the first time Han Su had heard this title, and he felt a bit curious:

Was Wei Lan intentionally pointing out this person’s background to him?

No matter how loud the fame, how veteran, or what Four Great title—at the end of the day, they were still Investigators. Under the Bureau’s hierarchy, they were the same rank as him.

Heh. Sucking up to authority by writing that shameless report—and it didn’t even earn him a promotion?

The coldness on Han Su’s face was noticed by the man with the bulbous nose, whose expression also turned somewhat unpleasant.

But on the surface, he laughed heartily and said, “I never mind giving newcomers a few survival tips—of course, someone has to be willing to listen.”

With that, he walked over to the old man’s side, turned to Han Su, and smiled, “Newcomers in the circle need friends to look out for each other if they want to go far. We’ll have more chances to exchange ideas.”

Han Su just looked at him coldly, not hiding the disgust in his eyes, and slowly said, “Since you’re a senior, I’ll respect you as I would a mentor.”

The man with the bulbous nose smiled, waved his hand, and walked away: “I just hope you understand my intentions.”

Wei Lan also pushed the old man away, leaving Han Su with a faint smile. Yet there was something peculiar in her eyes:

‘This newcomer, whose rank is still not high…’

‘First, during a Carry Out Task, something with a very high rank maliciously peeped at him. Then at a banquet, he got hammered by a veteran in the same profession. Just what had he done to end up in such a pitiful situation?’

‘……’

The CEO of Magic Box Corporation, after everyone else had left, hesitated and said, “Student Han, what’s really going on with all this…”

Han Su didn’t wish to talk more with him. But thinking of how one of his Life Lines had cared for him, he nodded and said, “Mr. Li, the forecast says it’ll rain tonight. You should head home early.”

“Mr. Li, I’ve always been trying to find your daughter.”

“This isn’t a promise—it’s something I’ve always wanted to do.”

“I don’t know what your relationship is with that drunkard, but you’d better not get in my way. Otherwise, you might be the one who harms your daughter.”

“……”

After saying this, he turned away, ending the conversation.

Li Yiting saw the look in his eyes as he left and couldn’t help but stand still. He felt that this young man’s eyes carried a weariness and anxiety far beyond his age.

So he just slowly nodded and said, “Come by for tea when you have time.”

During his conversation with the others, Han Su had also been watching that member of the Crystal Skull Organization—and saw that the person had begun to act.

He quickly walked over to Xu Ji, who was now lounging on the sofa playing on his phone like some loser, having just socialized around. He gave Xu Ji a pat.

Leaning in, he whispered, “Remember what I told you?”

Xu Ji was about to explode in annoyance but froze when he saw it was Han Su. “You’ve said so much, how am I supposed to know which one?”

Catching the look on Han Su’s face, he suddenly remembered: “Wherever you appear, I roll out?”

Han Su nodded.

Xu Ji instantly grew tense, sweeping his gaze around. “But there are so many people here…”

Han Su said, “Mind your own business, just make sure you stay safe.”

“Oh, and before you leave—make some noise!”

With that, he stood up, glanced around, and noticed quite a few eyes still occasionally falling on him.

Clearly, the scene where the master of Lilac Courtyard and Wei Lan had spoken with him had attracted a lot of attention—some even seemed eager to come greet him.

Remaining composed, he kept an eye on the Crystal Skull Organization member while gradually backing toward the door.

Over there, after receiving Han Su’s cue, Xu Ji’s eyes gleamed. He strode into the banquet hall, headed straight for a fat man who was awkwardly trying to joke with others but was being ignored, and exaggeratedly greeted him:

“Uncle Zhou, there you are! I heard your daughter’s in college now, right? Time to get her a boyfriend?”

“……”

The fat man froze, then recognized him and nodded repeatedly, “Right, right…”

Xu Ji said, “Then may I have the honor of meeting her?”

The fat man was stunned: “My girl? She’s over 300 pounds…”

Xu Ji replied earnestly, “How can one judge by appearance? I know someone who, when dressed up, only looks slightly worse than me, but his heart—cut it open and it’s black…”

The fat man was already shaking with excitement: “Good, good…”

All around, countless eyes turned in unison, filled with astonishment and gossip: “Xu family’s little lustful goat is in heat? That’s major news in Qinggang City…”

They instantly looked at the fat man with newfound admiration, eager to connect with him.

Behind the scenes, Han Su felt speechless. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was focused on him, he stepped back lightly and silently recited Zero Sequence Spell No. 1.

Like a shadow that did not exist in reality, he followed closely behind the member of the Crystal Skull Organization.

Having already warned Xu Ji, there was nothing else worth worrying about.

Whatever the Crystal Skull Organization planned to do at this banquet, whether their claim of not harming ordinary people was true or false—it had nothing to do with him. He couldn’t be bothered to care.

He only knew one thing: that piece of Mechanical Fragment—he had to get it no matter what.

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