Thus, another dark profession emerged in this federation: independent courier journalists.
These independent journalists are not affiliated with any media outlet. They roam the city, searching for crime scenes and grabbing firsthand information. Whoever can capture the clearest, most detailed, and most complete footage can sell their news for an extremely high price.
The most notorious independent courier reporter in the federal government was Duan Daowei. At the scene of a murder, knowing that the victim urgently needed medical attention, he did not call the police but instead filmed the entire murder process.
Later, he was no longer satisfied with just filming, and began to fabricate murder cases to film for himself.
At this moment, the media across the Federation were all rushing to report on what was happening in City 22. The first was the assassination of Kamishiro Yunhe, and the second was the series of assassinations of the Kamishiro Foundation's Time Walkers.
The media listed many suspects, without any evidence whatsoever, and simply put all the suspected individuals online.
Qing Chen's photo was also mixed in with the photos of this group of suspects.
Zhang Mengqian had never seen Qing Chen's true face, so she was a little curious about which one was her boss: "Boss lady, which one is the boss?"
Yangyang glanced at him and said, "He's your boss, so he has to tell you this himself... Ah, you're his first messenger, shouldn't we have some ceremony? How about I go kill that guy from the Dragon Pattern Society to celebrate for you and bring you some good luck!"
Zhang Mengqian's lips twitched. How could this proprietress have such an unconventional way of thinking?
He asked cautiously, "What kind of person is the boss?"
Yangyang looked at the ceiling and thought for a moment: "Coward? I even ran the car wheel over his face, and he was still saying goodnight makka parvato."
Zhang Mengqian was both amused and exasperated; what was all this about?
At this moment, Yangyang suddenly became serious for once: "Your boss and his group of people all look cold on the outside, but they have fire in their hearts and romance in their bones. They never stay in one place for too long, and they will never live a monotonous life. The stars and the sea are their home."
Zhang Mengqian felt a sense of anticipation for a moment, but then her spirits plummeted.
He suddenly asked, "Boss lady, are you and the boss going to leave City 22 later?"
Yangyang gave him a strange look: "You have to leave too. He asked me to take you with me. You can leave things here to Lao Luo and the others. You don't need to stay here forever."
"Ah?" Zhang Mengqian was pleasantly surprised again.
At this moment, federal media reported the news again, saying that the sniper in City 22 had just killed someone again and successfully escaped.
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In the dark, sunless sewers, Qing Chen sat on a damp, decaying pipe, holding a phone in his hand: "Hey, you're supposed to be a member of the Kamishiro Group, right? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to keep secretly telling me when Kamishiro Sora uses the Cloud Mirror?"
In the sewer, only two holes in the manhole cover let in light, shining on his head.
Over the course of two days, Qing Chen evaded the pursuit of the Kamishiro Group countless times, not because of his exceptional evasion skills, but mainly because Kamishiro Yunluo kept giving him tips.
Every time Shendai Kongyu used the Cloud Mirror, he would try to pass the message to Shendai Yunluo, who would then promptly pass it on to Qingchen...
With such an inside man, it would be difficult for Qing Chen to be caught even if he wanted to.
On the phone, Shindai Yunlu laughed and said, "We're friends. How can I let my friend die at someone else's hands? I have to kill him myself."
"That's really weird," Qingchen sighed. "You must really crave friends."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Shendai Yunluo calmly said, "From the day I was born, I entered the entire database of the Shendai Internal Affairs Department. Someone was constantly observing my growth and giving me the most rigorous education. But all of this was not so that I could work for the family. Rather, it was because my father was just a nobody within Shendai, and I could become the shell of some important person at any time. How could there be any true friends in such a cursed family?"
Qing Chen asked, "What about Kamishiro Unshu and Kamishiro Sora? Aren't they counted?"
Kamishiro Yunra was silent for a moment: "We just share the same ideals."
Qing Chen said, "Then you should just stop cultivating. They won't possess those below level C, or they'll become stupid."
Kamishiro Yunluo chuckled, "Without cultivation, how can you end this cursed fate?"
"Are you really not afraid that I'll tell these things to the other people in the God Era?" Qingchen muttered.
“Don’t worry, after all, my being alive is in your best interest,” said Kamishiro Yunra. “I won’t say any more. I know you’re hiding in the sewers right now, so hurry up and get out and escape.”
"What?" Qing Chen raised an eyebrow: "I'm fine hiding here."
“Do you really think the conglomerate can’t take over the sewers?” Kamishiro Yunlu laughed. “Besides, Kamishiro Sora and the others are already in a completely signal-blocked area. They will use the Cloud Mirror from time to time. You’ll have to figure out a way to deal with that yourself.”
Qing Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely outlive you."
With that, he hung up the phone.
To be honest, Qingchen felt that his relationship with Shendai Yunluo was a bit strange. They both knew that they would become enemies in the future and that they each had their own interests.
But at this moment, neither of them intended to kill the other; they were just like true friends.
At this very moment, hundreds of soldiers from the Age of Gods are driving multi-functional vehicles from the garrison military district in City 22 towards various corners of the city.
The soldiers opened the black boxes inside the tank.
A soldier put on a neuron-connecting helmet, and then hundreds of palm-sized, black mechanical spiders flooded into the sewer from a black box.
They have six pairs of compound eyes on their heads, observing from all angles, and can even use night vision mode to transmit all images back to the monitoring and command center in real time.
The mechanical spider moved very quickly, traveling at almost 40 kilometers per hour.
With a total of 18 deployment points throughout the city, thousands of mechanical spiders quickly spread throughout all the city's sewers in order to find Qing Chen's hiding place.
This is a reconnaissance soldier in the modern warfare of the Otherworld. A soldier skilled in neural network interconnection can cover a radius of 40 kilometers for reconnaissance work.
The mechanical spider also contains high explosives, which can be detonated at any time upon encountering an enemy.
Some have suggested that the development of small-scale warfare lies in connecting neurons to brain-computer interfaces and unmanned machines.
However, after the mechanical spiders sealed off the entire sewer system of City 22, the garrison suddenly discovered that the entire sewer was "clean" and there was no trace of the assassin!
This assassin seemed to have a precognitive ability, evading pursuit time and time again, even the Cloud Mirror, a powerful tool for hunting down predators, failed to capture him!
At this moment, Qing Chen was walking down the street with a Bluetooth headset on. On the other end of the phone, Shen Dai Yunluo said, "How long are you going to take it like this? By the way, you probably can't kill the time travelers from the Mysterious Business Division anymore. They've been put under unified protection."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge burst of flames suddenly erupted on the edge of City 22, accompanied by a rumbling sound that startled everyone, causing them to stop and turn their heads.
Qing Chen said calmly, "All the things I did before were to force your God Generation to focus on protecting them, and now they're all dead."
Kamishiro Yunra hung up the phone.
Qing Chen smiled. He was about to face the most intense pursuit from the God Era, and he would probably have to wander around this city for a few more days.
Chapter 581, The Simplest Link
"Beep beep beep!"
The crisp, piercing sound of an alarm clock came from a homeless man on a street corner in the third district.
The bakery owner next door was a little curious. City 22 prohibits people of lower castes from entering the upper three districts, unless they are people like him who have obtained a work visa.
So the boss was a little puzzled as to how this homeless man managed to sneak into the Upper Three Districts.
But that's still not the point. The point is that he saw the young homeless man come to the street corner, sit on the ground and sleep for ten minutes, and then his alarm clock went off.
What could a homeless person possibly want? Why would they set a ten-minute alarm for themselves? Are they afraid of freezing to death on the street after falling asleep?
Suddenly, the sunlight disappeared from the sky. He looked up and saw a huge Class B airship with its landing port at the rear of the cabin open. Hundreds of God Era soldiers descended one by one along the ropes.
The bakery owner panicked when an officer approached him: "Where's that homeless man who was standing in front of your shop just now?"
The bakery owner said, trembling, "He slept here for ten minutes, then ran away when the alarm clock in his pocket rang."
The officer's face was grim.
For seven days, they had been tracking Qing Chen with the cloud-penetrating mirror. However, no matter how many times they pounced, he would always escape like a rabbit before the eagles descended from the sky.
Then, like a drop of water flowing into the sea, it disappears into the city.
It's important to understand that the soldiers from the Age of Gods tracked them down in shifts, while this fleeing assassin faced a round-the-clock pursuit.
The other person broke a complete sleep into one ten-minute interval after another. If it were an ordinary person, they would have collapsed long ago, but the other person did not.
The officer stood at the bakery entrance. The assassin had never tried to leave City 22, just wandering around the city with them, completely clueless about what he was doing.
The assassins stopped trying to kill anyone. Experts of this level could disguise themselves, and if they were focused on escaping, the Shindai side wouldn't even be able to set up a trap.
They had tried setting several traps to lure the enemy in, but after wiping out a group of Timewalkers from the Age of Gods, the assassins seemed to have changed their ways and stopped taking any bait.
It's incomprehensible for an assassin to suddenly stop killing enemies.
However, the truth is that Qing Chen was also cursing inwardly at this moment.
Without the tip-off from Kamishiro Unra, Kamishiro Sora was also required to completely disrupt the time difference in order to use the Cloud Mirror.
The first two days were fine; Qingchen would run away whenever he heard a noise, and very few people were able to catch him.
As a result, the Kamishiro Foundation dispatched six Class B airships. He might have just fallen asleep when Kamishiro soldiers would descend from the sky on the other side.
As a result, he hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days, to the point where he can practically fall asleep standing up.
That's terrible.
Qingchen sighed.
Of course, there was also good news: Luo Wanya had successfully turned Gao Yang of the Dragon Pattern Society against them, and they were going to take action against the Dragon Pattern Society tonight.
Up until now, no one has noticed the changes in the lower three districts; everyone's attention is focused on Qing Chen alone.
At this very moment, Xu Linsen, Jiang Mubei, and Luo Wanya are all making preparations.
Only Yangyang has some free time.
The other person even went out of their way to find him in the city, pretending to be passing by and tossing him a few coins. I don't know what kind of twisted sense of humor that was...
Qingchen arrived at a building, quietly sneaked into a house, stole the homeowner's clothes, and left behind more than a thousand yuan.
He changed his appearance and left silently, waiting for the next time the Cloud Mirror would open.
The arrival of the airship was a signal; he now has four hours of sleep.
Just then, another call came in from an unknown number. Qingchen said irritably as he walked, "I'm in a hurry to find a place to sleep right now, I don't have time to chat with you."
On the phone, Shindai Yunlu laughed for a while before saying, "A doctor once told me that if people don't sleep well, they are prone to endocrine disorders and irritability. It seems that's really true."
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Qing Chen asked.
“Kamishiro Yunhe and Kamishiro Yasujiro will depart early tomorrow to go to City 21 for a memorial service,” Kamishiro Yunhe said. “I don’t know the route either.”
"You don't get along with them, so how do you know their whereabouts?" Qingchen asked.
“Because I have like-minded partners,” Kamishiro Unra laughed.
"What do you want?" Qing Chen asked.