Chapter 79: Identity Exposed?

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"I saw the person who leaked the information in Heng Xingwu's spirit, but that was his spirit servant..." Zhang Yuanqing explained the process of asking the spirit to Fu Qingyang in detail.

The handsome leader's facial features were carved like a knife, and as he listened, his brow furrowed deeper, his expression becoming more serious.

After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, he looked at the handsome face and asked, "Do you know about the Dark Night Rose?"

Fu Qingyang shook his head, "I haven't heard of it. There are two possibilities: either the Dark Night Rose is an unknown underground organization, or my authority is insufficient to know about it. But an organization that can cooperate with Black Wuchang and make him wary cannot be completely obscure."

In other words, even Fu Qingyang, the leader, didn't know the secrecy level of the Dark Night Rose? Zhang Yuanqing fell into contemplation.

Fu Qingyang glanced at him and said, "What do you think about this matter? I want to hear your thoughts."

Zhang Yuanqing pondered for a moment and said, "Could you first help me unlock the handcuffs?"

Fu Qingyang was taken aback, "Apologies!" He went around the high-backed chair and released Zhang Yuanqing from his restraints.

Zhang Yuanqing moved his wrists and said, "Firstly, from this memory, we can ascertain the reason why Black Wuchang is lurking in Songhai. He is waiting for the leader of the Dark Night Rose. However, due to a lack of trust, they have not met yet. This presents an opportunity for us."

Fu Qingyang nodded in agreement, "What do you think Black Wuchang and the Dark Night Rose are plotting?"

How would I know? Probably to destroy the world? Zhang Yuanqing jokingly thought for a moment, then a thought struck him as he recalled a detail from his memory. Slowly, he said, "In order to obtain the Fallen Holy Grail..."

Heng Xingwu suggested that Black Wuchang should meet with the leader of the Dark Night Rose as soon as possible because "gaining control of the Fallen Holy Grail is the key."

Fu Qingyang nodded approvingly. "However, isn't that rule-class item in Black Wuchang's possession? How is it related to the Dark Night Rose?"

"I don't know, but have you noticed how Heng Xingwu persuaded Black Wuchang?"

"To meet with the leader of the Dark Night Rose and then gain control of the Fallen Holy Grail... Oh, so Black Wuchang didn't gain control of the Fallen Holy Grail."

"Exactly. Theoretically, this should be impossible. Once a certain item is placed in the inventory, it automatically recognizes the owner, and rule-class items are no exception. So why couldn't Black Wuchang control the Fallen Holy Grail?" Fu Qingyang asked.

Zhang Yuanqing furrowed his brows, thought for a moment, and then had a sudden realization, "Is it possible that the Fallen Holy Grail has a problem? Although he obtained the item, he couldn't control it."

Fu Qingyang nodded, "From this line of thinking, we can speculate that the leader of the Dark Night Rose may have a method or solution to the problem."

"Yes, this would explain why Black Wuchang, after obtaining the Holy Grail, didn't leave and instead stayed hidden in Songhai. Without resolving the issue with the Holy Grail, he cannot receive the inheritance of the Crafty Eye Judge. Rule-class items are indeed more important than life," Zhang Yuanqing remarked.

"So, the events are becoming clearer. The mysterious death of the Crafty Eye Judge, Black Wuchang obtaining the Fallen Holy Grail, and the Holy Grail having some sort of issue. In desperation, Black Wuchang attempted to cooperate with the Dark Night Rose, but due to a lack of trust, both sides were afraid of being double-crossed, resulting in mutual testing," Fu Qingyang concluded eloquently.

"To find out the state of the Fallen Holy Grail, we have to start investigating from the death of the Crafty Eye Judge, and his death is related to the Demon Lord, or at least it seems so..." Zhang Yuanqing pondered.

The descendant of the Demon Lord felt a moment of guilt and curiosity.

The time of death for the Demon Lord and the Crafty Eye Judge was not far apart. Bing Ge predicted, or rather was certain about the death of the Crafty Eye Judge. Could it be that the Demon Lord killed him, and Bing Ge witnessed it?

Yes, Bing Ge must have witnessed it. That's why he obtained the role card of the Demon Lord and was so sure about the Crafty Eye Judge's death.

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and said, "I have an idea. What if the Crafty Eye Judge was killed by the Demon Lord, and they both died together?"

Fu Qingyang seemed inspired and urged, "That's a good line of thinking. Continue."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded and continued, "In Heng Xingwu's memory, the person from the Dark Night Rose who met him was a manipulator of spirit servants, suggesting that they are a night god. And the Demon Lord is also a night god. Is this just a coincidence?"

"It's not a coincidence!" Fu Qingyang shook his head, very certain. "The Fallen Holy Grail had a problem due to the Demon Lord. Only a night god can handle this issue. The largest sect of night gods is the Taiyi Sect, but the Taiyi Sect obviously cannot cooperate with Black Wuchang. Therefore, he had to choose the Dark Night Rose. The words 'Dark Night' can reveal a lot of information..."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly said, "Captain Fu is truly perceptive and not without reason. You are indeed the perfect scout."

Fu Qingyang looked at him and said, "You are also quite good."

"Thank you for the compliment, Captain. Since I was young, my dream was to become an excellent detective."

"I meant that you're quite skilled at flattery."

"..." Zhang Yuanqing was at a loss for words.

Fu Qingyang showed a smile. "Of course, I don't mind. Being good at socializing is an advantage."

He paused and added, "But being lecherous is not."

"I really am not lecherous. Guan Ya just knows how to tease me..." Zhang Yuanqing maintained a smile on his face, looking unembarrassed.

Fu Qingyang didn't dwell on that topic and instead asked, "Did you hide any information in your report about passing through the She Ling Tunnel?"

Zhang Yuanqing's heart sank. "Recently, someone from the Taiyi Sect will come looking for you. Be mentally prepared." Fu Qingyang said, taking out a name card from his white pants pocket and casually stating, "This is my name card. You can contact me directly if you have anything. This is a privilege only for captain-level personnel."

His expression was calm but serious, as if he were a young and promising monarch rewarding his ministers.

Having someone backing you up feels so great! Zhang Yuanqing quickly took the name card and respectfully put it away in front of Fu Qingyang.

Fu Qingyang continued, "You saved so many colleagues tonight; it's not a small contribution. I will report this to the elder in charge of the Black Wuchang case."

Is he trying to build connections for me? Zhang Yuanqing beamed, "Thank you, Captain. I've heard Guan Ya talk about you all the time. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I might have been fooled by her."

Fooled? Fu Qingyang was taken aback. "What did she say about me?"

"She said you are kind-hearted but wealthy."

Fu Qingyang's handsome face twitched slightly. The two of them left the villa, and outside the gate, black business cars filled the area. Apart from the three heavily injured fire masters who were taken away, the rest stood quietly beside the cars, waiting.

The most carefree ones were Guan Ya and Ling Jun. Guan Ya leaned against the front of the car with her arms folded, while Ling Jun squatted by the roadside, smoking a cigarette.

"Guan Ya, come with me!" Fu Qingyang walked towards the side with a cold expression.

Guan Ya followed him in confusion. If she didn't misunderstand, her cousin just shot her a murderous look.

Inside the support team, a few young girls had their bright eyes fixed on Zhang Yuanqing, sizing him up from head to toe.

Then they whispered to each other, secretly delighted.

"Even more handsome than I imagined."

"He looks like he just started college."

"Being young is good; young ones are easier to deceive."

Ling Jun threw away the cigarette butt and walked over with a smile, asking, "Yuan Shi Tian Zun?"

Zhang Yuanqing sized up the person before him. The person wore a loose light blue shirt, loose casual pants, sneakers, and had slightly messy ear-length hair. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed, giving a very amiable impression.

"You are..."

"Ling Jun, from the Taiyi Sect."

Zhang Yuanqing was startled, thinking, "Has the Taiyi Sect come to question me already? I haven't thought of a good excuse yet."

"I heard you are good with women?"

"What?" Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback, thinking, "When did I become good with women? How can you falsely accuse me like this?"

"Ah, Elder Sun is getting senile. You should have been a talent in the Taiyi Sect."

Ling Jun sighed, smiling familiarly, "Do you want to join the Taiyi Sect? I believe the single women there would be very willing to get to know you."

When it came to socializing, Zhang Yuanqing was not to be underestimated. He raised an eyebrow, "Are there straightforward single ladies?"

Ling Jun was taken aback and burst into laughter, "You're an interesting guy. I like making friends with interesting people. If you want to join the Taiyi Sect, just let me know anytime. If you don't want to, it's fine too. Confused ones are not my concern."

In just a few words, the two of them quickly became acquainted and even exchanged contact information.

After pocketing his phone, Ling Jun lit another cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and smiled, "I've run the instances so many times, and I haven't encountered an S-level Spirit Realm yet, but you've cleared it twice."

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his smile amiable, "You truly live up to being the Demon Lord's descendant."

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