Chapter 27 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

The Tail of the Big Boss The long night has ended. A lot happened this night. In the eastern sky, the rising sun bathed the city in a gentle glow. The morning breeze danced between tall buildings, casting a halo on every piece of glass. On the 64th floor of Maple Street No. 133, in a simply decorated and formal meeting room, Zhang Cheng, the captain of the "Que Xie" special task force, stood in front of the projection screen, wearing a light grey coat. Zhang Cheng had a mature and composed appearance, but his eyes showed a hint of fatigue. With dark circles under his eyes, he turned his head to look at the photos on the projection screen. The shattered dome of the bar, a terrifyingly large gap. The chaotic tables and chairs, the main stage stained with blood. An alley covered in dark red bloodstains, splattered with flesh and blood. "No bodies were found, and the bar's surveillance cameras were instantly destroyed by blood droplets before the incident." Zhang Cheng had been an orphan since childhood, taken in by an ancient sect. He had spent decades practicing in an era of depleted spiritual energy, but had never been able to reach the Foundation Establishment stage. It wasn't until the resurgence of spiritual energy that Zhang Cheng finally succeeded in building his foundation and was assigned to this city as the manager of the "Que Xie" team. Zhang Cheng glanced back at the members of the "Que Xie" team sitting in the meeting room. They were all talented young men and women, in their early twenties, totaling about ten people. Some came from unorthodox backgrounds, some were trained by certain Daoist sects, and some had military backgrounds. Apart from those on field duty, they were basically the entire manpower left for "Que Xie" in this city. To maintain their cover, each "Que Xie" member dressed like an ordinary office worker on a daily basis. They wore suits and shoes, some were quiet and reserved, some were bold and lively, each with their own temperament. But no matter how lazy or lively they were, at this moment their eyes were all bright. "The Foundation Establishment stage." One young man with a crew cut grinned. "A big shot like that can easily turn us into ashes with a flick of his hand. It must be simple to destroy the means and cover the tracks." "Has the DNA comparison been done?" a glasses-wearing girl standing quietly in the corner asked, crossing her arms. "Captain Zhang, whose blood is it?" "All the blood belongs to just one person." Zhang Cheng smiled bitterly and shook his head. "There were traces of a technique to clean and conceal the evidence. It was done very carefully." "Then, who is the deceased?" Zhang Cheng fell silent for a moment, then uttered a name. "Mu Dan." All the members of the "Que Xie" team fell into a strange silence. They began to exchange glances and each discovered the shock in the others' eyes. Someone burst into laughter. "Great! We have a senior cultivator fighting against demons and upholding justice. What else do we need to investigate? Let's find that big shot and send a celebratory banner together!" "Great idea!" The crew-cut young man quickly joined in, "I say we write 'Righteousness in the Name of Heaven'!" "Haha, you two are killing me with laughter." The atmosphere in the meeting room was filled with joy. But something was off about this atmosphere. More or less, each "Que Xie" member felt... ashamed and embarrassed. Mu Dan, who they couldn't catch no matter what, was easily destroyed by a Foundation Establishment cultivator. And this cultivator wanted to remain anonymous. The anger of their helplessness and the disregard for their authority. They were unwilling. Very unwilling. But there was nothing they could do about it. "We have to investigate." Zhang Cheng sighed softly and looked around with eyes like lightning. "Quiet, everyone." Zhang Cheng was respected and trusted by the young children in the room. He briefly stated the reason, "Mu Dan, Thunder Cultivator, and one more person." "Who?" "A demon." "A demon?" "Which means that last night was actually a three-way battle?!" Zhang Cheng's pupils twitched slightly, emphasizing each word, "In fact, you all don't know yet, but when such a big event occurred, the headquarters sent an expert who arrived overnight. She perceived an indistinct demonic energy at the scene, which was terrifyingly unprecedented! And she also discovered some new information." He glanced at his watch. "She's about to arrive." Zhang Cheng said, "Prepare to welcome her. In the meantime, everyone should take a look at the information briefings we provided." A few minutes later. Light footsteps elegantly sounded. Zhang Cheng raised his hand to signal, and everyone looked at each other, but they all stood up, showing their respect. The expert from headquarters. Who could it be? The door opened. A young girl. Her face was youthful, with twin pigtails, and her petite figure was draped in a shoulder-baring dress. She stood by the door, a faint smile playing on her rosy lips, but her deep, silent eyes were filled with a luminous light, like the glint of the sea at night. Her eyes were lined with a red shade, giving them a strangely enchanting look. She was short and slim, yet exuded an air of unquestionable composure. Her neatly trimmed bangs concealed her cute baby face, but when she smiled, she seemed as mysterious as the night. "Lu Chu Ning." She introduced herself in a lively and youthful voice. That voice was full of vitality and innocence, yet it seemed to hide the tranquility of the deep sea. "Senior Lu." Zhang Cheng immediately bowed respectfully. "Don't call me old, you're older than me." "......The superior takes precedence." "That won't do either." Each one of the young "Que Xie" members felt as if their hearts had stopped beating for a moment, as though the air was filled with a chilly and otherworldly presence! "Do you have any thoughts?" Zhang Cheng asked. "I'm not concerned about the little girl for now." Though she looked younger than all of them no matter how you looked at it, they had to address her as 'little girl'. Lu Chu Ning smiled mischievously, her beautiful face carrying a hint of playfulness. "I'm interested in this young man. Captain Zhang, please prepare a car for me. I want to visit the school where he is." You can't hide it. While trying hard to project goodwill to unrelated people, your foxy tail has already surreptitiously revealed itself. Like a freshman in junior high, Lu Chu Ning yawned gently, seeming a bit tired, but her eyes flickered with anticipation. "Interesting," she thought.