The investigation turned up just like that, that little demon wasn’t exactly tough—local interrogators had just started talking, and the thing got so scared it freaked out and imdiately ratted out Liu Qiying; the statents checked out, nothing sketchy there.
So, if we’re talking about the real danger in this whole thing, it’s gotta be that summoning circle.
But the kicker is, after their inspection, that magic array isn’t usable by just anyone—getting all the required materials, even outside the Divine Land, would take soone with serious cash years to put together.
So of those materials, on their own, are compliant goods—they only cleared customs into Divine Land last month.
Back then, nobody had a clue these weird things could be used as summoning components.
All these steps, easily checked out by the Scorching Sun Departnt.
Then, following up and asking about He Changfeng turning into the Water God, Liu Qiying ca clean without missing a beat.
She was just trying all kinds of ways, since the Water God spot in that area was up for grabs and easiest to ddle with. She used her supernatural ability to push He Changfeng up there, hoping the Water God’s position might help fix his soul.
As for details, she answered whatever they asked—with Liu Qiying’s info, Scorching Sun Departnt quickly confird a lot.
They confird that Water God He Changfeng didn’t have any conscious thought at all, just that a part of his soul was being repaired. Anything else really did have nothing to do with Liu Qiying.
This woman does everything in advance—as if she was ready from the start to be exposed. At most, she’s skirting the gray areas, never actually crossing the line.
The more this is the case, the more obvious it gets—she’s not just thinking about getting her husband back. She’s already planned for what cos after, left them both an escape route.
Cai Qidong watched the interrogation and started getting a headache, because nothing else was coming out, and they couldn’t possibly detain Liu Qiying forever over this.
To put it bluntly, the risk here is actually less than two years ago, when the north found this freakishly smart and handy professional, who tried to build a nuclear reactor in the middle of the city.
Cai Qidong saw right through it—Liu Qiying probably hadn’t expected Scorching Sun Departnt to catch on to her summoning the little demon.
But every step she’d taken before was perfectly stuck right to the edge of compliance.
This ti, once she got caught, she went along with it, cooperated on the spot, and when she got to Scorching Sun Departnt, it was basically just short of flat-out saying, "I did this for my husband, I don’t regret a thing. Any punishnt, I’ll take it. I’ll sign the confession right now."
This is exactly why Cai Qidong’s head was hurting.
Beneath all that eager cooperation from her, there’s still a streak of insanity—Cai Qidong could practically guarantee: if this round doesn’t work out, unless Scorching Sun Departnt keeps her under 24/7 watch, she’ll pull sothing even bigger later.
Unless they take care of that Dragon God with a history of trouble and bring her husband’s soul back.
If that doesn’t happen, who knows what she’ll try next.
This ti it was a little demon; next ti, who knows what it’ll be.
Right when nothing was moving forward, his phone rang. When he heard Wen Yan had hauled out sothing unregistered, Cai Qidong jumped up in shock and rushed over.
The mont he arrived, it was like his head got hamred a few tis.
This Wen Yan, not only did he record their phone call and turn it into a ghostly ringtone—whatever, fine—but then he also brought out sothing completely unexpected.
Don’t be fooled by it being just a shelf—it’s still unregistered.
Cai Qidong’s hair stood on end. That’s when he realized there’s been a giant loophole in this warehouse all along.
The thing is, the carts the staff use inside, the big lights overhead—they all have registration numbers. But the most nurous things in the whole warehouse, those shelves, none of them are registered like individual items.
They’re only marked as "row number, unit number," that sort of thing.
Technically, out of everything in this warehouse, only these shelves aren’t under any kind of oversight.
But hey, they’ve already said as much—so now it’s a matter of eating their own words. He honestly doesn’t care about that. But if it makes Scorching Sun Departnt look bad... well, honestly, under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t even care.
As long as this actually benefits Scorching Sun Departnt, he can happily play the scapegoat—even if he takes all the flak for it.
But this ti it’s about internal perks. If he goes back on it, it’ll totally kill morale.
And then there’s Wen Yan, that bastard, who made the damn ringtone—if he goes back on his word now, you can bet by tomorrow every Scorching Sun Departnt employee in the country will have it, and news of his reversal will be all over the place.
He felt like sothing was seriously fishy here. Just earlier, a senior from Fuyu Mountain had given Wen Yan special instructions—there’s no way Wen Yan picked this by coincidence. If he did, he had a reason.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t bear to give it up. He just needed to figure out what exactly was wrong with that shelf.
Turning it over in his mind, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
"Yeah, swing by over there, help pack it up and send it to his place through our Scorching Sun Departnt logistics. Then check it out carefully.
No need to overdo it, just inspect it. You guys need to be more open-minded and stop ssing around with these petty tricks. Doesn’t do any good and just makes us look like a joke.
Don’t worry, like I’ve said, anyone here who gets the chance to pick can take whatever they manage to dig up—even if it’s the Imperial Jade Seal, just go ahead and take it."
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