The voices in the recording were undoubtedly those of Zheng Si and Ma Bin, and the content almost completely validated the events that were happening. The last shred of doubt in Li Shang's heart was dispelled, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that was about to overflow.

Clutching the recording pen, Li Shang said grimly, "The Patrol Office is currently short-staffed, but we can't let Zheng Si continue his madness, so what's your plan?"

Ma Bin's eyes were bloodshot: "We don't need too many people, because I can find a chance to move everyone out. By then, as long as Captain Li can ensure Zheng Si is dealt with, everything will be settled."

Li Shang looked at Ma Bin with deep meaning: "Are you sure?"

Ma Bin exhaled heavily, like a gambler placing all his chips on the table, and said fiercely: "Once I take control of the Cyan Wolf Gang, I promise to remit thirty percent of the profits to you every month, Captain Li."

Li Shang shook his head, held up five fingers: "Fifty percent. I can make the Patrol Office suppress this matter and put a period to it with Zheng Si's death."

Ma Bin agreed and made a request: "After Boss Zheng's death, his body must be handed over to me. After all, he was my boss, and I have to carry him to the coffin myself."

....

At the same time.

In the Western Suburbs of Zone 9, two blocks away from the incineration plant, there was an old and run-down community.

The community wasn't large, and the buildings weren't tall, consisting of low, tube-shaped buildings, about a dozen of them. But because it was backed by a small food street, the population density was very high.

At this moment, as time approached noon, more and more people were coming to the food street.

On the top floor of Building 14, behind drawn curtains, several Chief Constables were closely monitoring the position across the building.

Director Wang Yilin of the Patrol Office frowned and said into the phone, "Li Shang, there's only you, a deputy left in the office, so you better keep your house in order."

"I don't care what method you use, you must calm the situation and minimize the impact. Otherwise, don't expect to be considered for the Captain's election at the end of the year, and be careful I don't strip you of your deputy position."

Wang Yilin said this and then hung up the phone unceremoniously.

"Did something bad happen?" asked a young man with a hooked nose and a stern face from the sofa.

Wang Yilin turned around, half-bowed, and his gaze lingered subtly on the dark emblem embroidered on the other's chest.

The emblem's design was very abstract, and he couldn't describe it due to his limited knowledge, but he knew that anyone who could have an emblem embroidered on their chest must be from a family of considerable standing in Upper City.

Moreover, the latter held the title of Special Commissioner, and even though he looked about the same age as his son, Director Wang had to show the utmost respect.

He truthfully replied to the young man, "A gang in one of the city's districts isn't behaving, causing a bit of trouble and affecting several Blank People. The deputy left at home isn't very wise, and requested me to draw some manpower back."

Wang Yilin paused for a moment, then sternly said, "Rest assured commissioner, I've sternly rejected it."

Upon hearing the words gang and Blank People, the Special Commissioner lost interest immediately. He scratched his ear, his voice icy:

"That's right, Blank People are like weeds in a wheat field; whenever one dies here, another grows there. There's no need to worry too much."

"But [Destiny] is different. Even the outermost members are like ghost fires that cling to bone. A moment of inattention and they'll burn the entire wheat field to barren land."

Wang Yilin's expression was stern, though he internally dismissed it.

Harboring some doubts, he asked, "I've heard that [Destiny] typically only operates in Upper City. Why have they changed their tune and appeared in Lower City this time? Our Zone 9 is very barren; what could attract such an Extremely Evil Organization?"

The Special Commissioner's expression darkened slightly and he said, "[Destiny] was previously struck by the Council, suffered heavy losses, and went silent for many years."

"Recently, they suddenly emerged and caused the [Celestial Rift] incident. Many prominent families in Upper City were severely impacted, and people are still in a state of panic."

"Of course, the Council managed to catch some core members of [Destiny], unfortunately their resolve is strong, and their tongues are branded with Secret Techniques, making it nearly impossible to extract any information."

"Ultimately, they had to dissect their brains while they were alive to obtain just a bit of useful information."

Wang Yilin was engrossed and curiously asked, "What information? If it's not convenient to share, never mind, I'm just curious."

The Special Commissioner didn't feel the need for secrecy, since information that could be heard at his level wasn't particularly confidential, and besides, it was just a project codename with no clear behind-the-scenes meaning.

"Infinite Hell!" he uttered the four words.

Wang Yilin was momentarily stunned, feeling both impressed and ignorant, then humbly asked for advice, "What does it mean?"

The Special Commissioner's face reddened subtly and he answered emphatically, "I don't know."

Wang Yilin bit his lip: "...."

The Special Commissioner coldly said, "Although the meaning is unclear, it's confirmed that [Destiny] is gradually expanding its range of operations to Lower City."

"In short, no matter what [Destiny] is secretly plotting, the Upper City Council always adheres to one principle regarding [Destiny]—kill them all."

Wang Yilin sensed the undoubted attitude of the Special Commissioner, but he never truly comprehended the weight of the words "kill them all."

Until...

A quarter of an hour later.

During the operation meeting, Wang Yilin circled Building 11 on the map with a red marker.

He said, "With the tight surveillance over this period, we are very certain that this group of extremely evil members is hiding in Room 404 of Building 11."

"We're not waiting for the big fish anymore; we'll move tonight, close the net, and catch them all, dead or alive."

The fully armed members of the Patrol Office awaiting orders acknowledged.

"Not enough." The special agent frowned. He grabbed the red pen from Wang Yilin's hand and circled the entire community in red.

Wang Yilin looked at the special agent in shock and heard him say coldly, "The extremely evil members of Destiny are exceptionally cunning. They usually operate along two lines, open and hidden, meaning at least two groups protect each other."

"Since Room 404 of Building 11 is exposed, there might be another group hiding deeper, right nearby, monitoring the movements of 404 just like us."

"We are monitoring to capture, they are monitoring for warning."

Wang Yilin acknowledged the sense in the special agent's words, but so what, they hadn't found the hiding place of another group.

Wang Yilin tentatively asked, "So, we use this group to force the other group to reveal themselves?"

The special agent sensed Wang Yilin's dullness and plainly said, "They won't show themselves. If they do, wouldn't the group on the open line be exposed for nothing?"

Wang Yilin seemed to understand, but couldn't fully grasp it, looking at the large red circle on the map, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

The special agent pointed at the red circle with a voice colder than his age suggested, "Kill them all."

Not only Wang Yilin, but all the Chief Constables who heard were also stunned, shivering inwardly.

Though they usually never cared much about the lives of the Blank People, and made many wrong arrests, the thought of drawing a circle and unjustly killing hundreds or thousands… was unimaginable.

Seeing Wang Yilin silent, the special agent puzzledly frowned, "Is there a problem?"

Wang Yilin swallowed, "There might be thousands living in this community?"

The special agent nodded seriously, "I know. So?"

Wang Yilin hesitantly replied, "There are too many people, after all."

The special agent laughed disdainfully, "All those living in the old and run-down areas are Blank People, right?"

Wang Yilin: "Mostly, but there might be a few low-ranking citizens as well."

The special agent: "I'm sorry for the death of low-ranking citizens, but it's a necessary sacrifice."

Wang Yilin's teeth chattered, never in his life did he think he'd speak so humanly: "But there are still thousands of Blank People, most of them innocent, they are humans too."

The special agent grew impatient, patting Wang Yilin's shoulder, he murmured, "Didn't you understand what I said before?"

Wang Yilin: "???"

The special agent sighed, "Blank People are like weeds, die after season after season, but what we should care about is Destiny, as they are like ghost fire that scorches everything into white ground, all must be killed!"

Wang Yilin felt his head go numb, facing the special agent's black and white clear eyes, he finally realized the weight of the words.

Destiny may or may not be the ghost fire, but you would indeed till a land until not a blade of grass remains~

The Chief Constables around all swallowed dryly, Feng Ju stood in line, feeling a chill down his spine.

No wonder these people from Upper City really opened their eyes.

The special agent, sensing the oppressive atmosphere, remained indifferent, habitually rubbing the family crest on his chest with his fingers, he chuckled, "Director Wang isn't questioning the Council's policy, or sympathizing with... Destiny? Planning to let them escape?"

Wang Yilin quickly shook his head, "No, just that the Patrol Office lacks manpower, I'm afraid..."

The special agent shrugged, pulling out a badge from his pocket, identical to the one on his chest.

He handed it to Wang Yilin, instructing, "Have someone take this badge to Zhou Yifu of the Investigation Corps, he will know what to do."

Wang Yilin took the badge, his face showing a smile worse than crying.

"Feng Ju, you go." He handed the badge to Feng Ju, saying sternly, "Go quickly and return quickly."

Feng Ju received the badge with both hands, his expression shifting, finally without saying a word, he simply gave a rigid salute.

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