Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Hua Jian didnât answer the chiefâs question, instead he looked at Sun Guomao and continued, âI caught the phoenix-spirit butterfly that escaped out of your place, and you were afraid she might say something. But I watched her closely and you didnât have the chance to kill her.
âYou found out that I was looking into my fatherâs death, and you were afraid of being discovered, so you schemed to kill me in Wan Yue Village. Unfortunately, I did not die.
âOn that night, Mengjie left the office first, but she was free to go in and out of it, and she could even change the surveillance video. So you told Mengjie to kill the phoenix-spirit butterfly.â
As Hua Jian stated the facts, Sun Guomaoâs expression became gloomier.
The place fell into dead silence, and after a long while, Sun Guomao snorted. âI donât understand what youâre saying.â
Hua Jian looked at the chief . âDo you want to know where those missing demons are?â
He revealed a USB stick in his hand. The chief was about to take it, but Hua Jian walked around him and passed it to Ming Shu.
The chief : â...â
Ming Shu took the USB and passed it to the little demon beside her.
The little demon took it and plugged it into the computer, typing something, then turned the computerâs screen toward the others.
The first scene they saw was like an entrance to a laboratory. The video should be shot by Hua Jian. As he got inside, the people he met found he was not one of them and pulled the alarm, then the scene fell into chaos.
After everything was settled, some light breathing noises came from the video. Then the camera was put back in place and began to shoot the entire laboratory.
The first things that appeared were phoenix-spirit butterflies locked in a glass room, some in their true shapes, some in human shapes. The phoenix-spirit butterflies in their human shapes were very young, looking 12- or 13-years-old, and they stood in the glass room while staring at the camera with blank eyes.
So many phoenix-spirit butterflies appearing at one time made all the people present stunned a little.
The phoenix-spirit butterfly was a rare species in the demon race, and they would never expect to see so many of them at the same time.
Other than the phoenix-spirit butterflies, there were also other demons, most in their true shapes and a few in human shapes.
They were all locked in the glass room.
The camera changed direction and fell to the machine in the middle.
There was one demon fixed in the air by the machine, with its hands and feet connected to the tubes, which were already filled with demon blood. The demon blood looked darker than human blood.
All the blood was gathered into a large utensil.
âShit!â
âYou monsters, why do you treat them like this!â
Before watching all the content, the demons fumed.
The chief was also shocked and said, trembling, âDeputy Director Sun... Whatâs all this?â
There were so many demons locked in there, undergoing bloodletting. The video still had a long way to progress, and the chief didnât know what they would see later, but he had a feeling that the following content may be more shocking.
âHow would I know.â Sun Guomao still denied it. âI donât even know what this place is.â
âLu Jiu.â
Hua Jian called out a name.
Lu Jiu pulled two people as he came in from outside; one was Mengjie, the other was from the laboratory.
As soon as they came inside, Mengjie knelt down before Sun Guomao with tears streaming down her face, and she shouted in a hoarse voice, âSecond Uncle, help me, please! Iâve done whatever you told me, Second Uncle, please, help me, theyâre going to kill me.â
The other person from the laboratory trembled and stood nearby with a pale face, but his eyes also rested on Sun Guomao.
Sun Guomaoâs face was totally distorted now, and faint viciousness gathered in his eyes.
...
Under the testimonies of Mengjie and the person from the laboratory, Sun Guomao had no more words to defend himself.
The dirty deal Sun Guomao was doing was far more unpresentable than what Ming Shu had imagined.
He offered demon cores to humans for consumption, and used demon body parts to replace humansâ.
Sun Guomao learned from somewhere that people with incurable diseases would be cured if they ingested demon cores, which could even prolong their life.
The demon body parts could be used by those who lost their limbs or had organ failure.
The demon blood only had one type and could be blended into any kind of human blood, so demon organs would totally work in human bodies.
The demon blood also had the effect of beautifying the face, which was just a great bonus.
If Sun Guomao had a few more years to work on this, he would have studied 108 ways of eating demons.
Relying on this business, Sun Guomaoâs value enhanced greatly.
At first, he did it in secret, but as more and more people came to him, and driven by the desire for money, he became bold enough to steal the demons in the capital city.
Since they couldnât keep an eye on every demonâs daily life, this gave Sun Guomao a convenient opportunity to steal the demons.
If it werenât for Ming Shuâs appearance and her notice of this, who would have found out that the demons in the capital reduced in number?
âHow did you catch them?â The chief was angered enough to have a headache, but he had to question his subordinate right now.
With that many demons, if there was a fight, how hadnât the others been alerted?
Sun Guomao seemed to have lost all strength under Ming Shuâs fierce beating, and he answered with his head lowered, âThe phoenix-spirit butterfly, with the phoenix-spirit butterfly they can be caught easily.â
It wouldnât take them long to catch the demons as they made the phoenix-spirit butterfly enchant them, just in one to three seconds.
âWhy did you kill my father, and whereâs my mother?â
Sun Guomao suddenly looked up at Hua Jian with an odd smile at his mouth. âBecause Jin Dongyi discovered it, so I killed his son and daughter-in-law, and he was frightened.
Jin Dongyiâs name made some old people present startle a little. Many of them were under Jin Dongyi at that time... Even Sun Guomao was accepted in the office by him.
âYou killed my father just to threaten him?â
Sun Guomao laughed. âRight. He is powerful and I wasnât his match, so I could only kill Hua Yunjing.â
When Sun Guomao initially began this business at that time, Jin Dongyi discovered it and told him to stop.
Jin Dongyi had much power in the Evil Spirit Office. Fearing that things might go public, Sun Guomao intended to stop and prepared to beg Jin Dongyi to keep it secret for him.
But coincidentally, he didnât see Jin Dongyi but ran into Hua Yunjing and his wife.
He made the phoenix-spirit butterfly enchant Hua Yunjingâs wife, coerced her to kill Hua Yunjing, then took her away, disguising it as a case of a demon killing a human.
As for the demon, namely Hua Jianâs mother, she had long since died.
Sun Guomao laughed again, in a weirder way. âDo you know why Jin Dongyi didnât take revenge, and instead chose to exit the Evil Spirit Office and pretend nothing had happened?â
âWhy?â Hua Jian asked calmly.
Sun Guomao laughed out crazily. âBecause itâs he who proposed this experiment in the beginning.â
The room suddenly became quiet.
No one knew why Jin Dongyi proposed the experiment. Hua Jian ordered people to find him in the courtyard, but he was not there, and his phone couldnât get through.
Hua Jian had nothing more to ask and he walked out depressedly.
Right now I should look devastated.
But he didnât feel anyone following him. When he stood in the sunshine in the corridor and looked back inside, he saw the girl was still sitting at her place, with half a piece of dried beef in her mouth, and was saying something to the chief like she was a real leader.
Hua Jian: â...â
Shouldnât she come and comfort me at this time?
F**k, what is she saying to that beer belly!
Hua Jian held back his impulse to rush inside and strangle her, then left angrily.
You donât care about me, right?
Donât you ever hope to see me again!