"Dad, why is your organization looking for mercenaries?"
Xu Tianjiao shrugged and did not deny it. "It's not that bad. Although it's gathering university students, it's still a life-threatening job. If you force them to do it, then you're obviously sending them to their deaths. That's why this reward system is used."
In any case, when there was a need, they would have to follow the arrangements. Xu Tianjiao did not say this out loud.
"That's true."
Xu Ning agreed with the government's approach. Since they were giving their members freedom and resources, all they needed was for them to contribute their strength at the crucial moment.
If they had attached a bunch of mandatory conditions, anyone in their right mind would have run away. What was the point of joining? One day, the higher-ups might even send him to be cannon fodder.
Suddenly, Xu Ning thought of something and asked, "Father, other than the Shanghai Supernatural Bureau, is there another supernatural investigation bureau?"
Xu Tianjiao raised his eyebrows and asked in return, "How did you know?"
Xu Ning did not hide the truth and told Xu Tianjiao everything that had happened previously.
Hearing this, Xu Tianjiao was terrified. Fortunately, Aili had protected his son. Otherwise, his son would have died.
"They are different from you. Those people are people who truly belong to the country. The information you received on the mission was provided by them."
"Is it the same as us being mercenaries and them being intelligence agents?"
Xu Ning was puzzled.
Xu Tianjiao nodded and said, "That's more or less what I mean. Our supernatural bureau belongs to a combat organization. Experts are as common as clouds in there. There are even many people from cultivation sects."
"Okay."
Xu Ning replied calmly. He was no longer surprised by the existence of cultivation sects.
Hell had been revived and the demons had escaped. F*cking humans who had yet to cultivate, just waiting for death!
"Alright, I've said enough. Let me add you into the group chat first."
Seeing Xu Ning's indifferent expression, Xu Tianjiao was too lazy to waste any more words. He took out his phone and opened wechat. He found the group chat at the top and pulled Xu Ning into it.
[You have successfully joined the Shanghai Supernatural Bureau's chat group. You can now chat with your friends in the group.]
"1,287 people! That's a lot of people!"
Looking at the number of people displayed on the top of the group chat, Xu Ning frowned. He was a little surprised. In his mind, he thought that there were 30 groups. In the least there would be 230 people, and 800 people at most.
"This is because we brought along the people from the Bureau of Investigation. And this is called a lot of people? We can't handle the matter at all. We're short-handed."
Xu Tianjiao rolled his eyes at Xu Ning. There were more than 1,200 people in a city dealing with supernatural incidents that could happen at any time.
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong!
Xu Ning's phone began to ring with a series of notifications.
He lowered his head to look at his phone and realized that it was a welcoming ceremony held by the members of the Shanghai Supernatural Bureau's chat group.
[Welcome, newbie!]
[Welcome, noob!]
[Newbie, come to bed to enjoy yourself!]
[There are more and more people coming in these days. Our manpower is getting more and more abundant.]
[Abundant, my ass! There are only so many people. When we run into an emergency, we'll be too busy to handle it. Grrr.]
The person who said this was none other than Xu Tianjiao, who was standing on the other side of Xu Ning.
[Uncle Xu is right. Our numbers are far too few.]
A person with the prefix of vice-leader of the investigation bureau and the suffix of Zhao Dezhu came out to speak in agreement with Xu Tianjiao's words.
[@vice-leader of the investigation bureau, Zhao Dezhu, you're here too?]
When Xu Ning saw this name, he immediately remembered the blood-red dowry.
Vice-leader of the investigation bureau, Zhao Dezhu responded. [New brother, do you know me?]
Zhao Dezhu checked Xu Ning's wechat message and realized that he did not have him added as a friend.
[I'm Xu Ning. Previously, you came to me to ask about the blood-red wedding dress.]
When Zhao Dezhu saw this message, he immediately remembered!
[Oh! You're the pretty boy who hung the yellow mural high up in the living room at home?!]
"..."
Xu Ning looked at the message on his phone. His fist hardened.
Xu Tianjiao, who was at the side, also looked at Xu Ning in confusion and asked, "Yellow mural? Son, do you have such a hobby?"
Xu Ning was so angry that he gave her father a kick, even though he easily dodged it.
"What the f*ck, that's the contract with Aili!"
Xu Ning said unhappily.
Xu Tianjiao revealed an expression of sudden realization and nodded his head without asking any more questions. Obviously, he also knew how colorful the mural was.
As Zhao Dezhu said this, the people in the group were in an uproar.
A bunch of members expressed their desire to have a look.
Xu Tianjiao had to write a few messages to calm them down.
However, Xu Ning's image had already become a pervert in the hearts of the women in the group.
It could be said that it was an undeserved disaster.
"Father, do you know about the blood-red wedding dress?"
Xu Ning turned to look at Xu Tianjiao and asked.
His intuition told him that the blood-red wedding dress was a high level demon.
Xu Tianjiao thought for a moment and said, "I know a bit of information. It's said that the blood-red wedding dress has killed thousands of people. The situation is very serious, but until now, we still have no way to find the wedding dress."
After Xu Ning heard it, his expression became a little solemn. He said, "I've seen that wedding dress before."
"F*ck! Are you serious?!"
Xu Tianjiao was dumbfounded. The brutality of this blood-red wedding dress had already been tentatively classified as level four. If his son was involved in this matter, it would be dangerous!
"Yes, it's true. Not long after Zhao Dezhu told me to leave, a corpse was carried out. The thing that covered the corpse wasn't a white cloth, but the blood-red wedding dress that Zhao Dezhu showed me."
Xu Ning paused, with some lingering fear, he said, "The strangest thing is, I saw the wedding dress. I shouted at the people downstairs to tell them, but no matter how I shouted, the people downstairs acted as if they didn't hear me. Now that I think about it, it must be the blood-red wedding dress."
"F*ck, why didn't you say something like this earlier!"
Xu Tianjiao turned pale with fright and quickly gave Zhao Dezhu a call.
"Yes, that's right. Come and tell him in detail."
A moment later, Xu Tianjiao handed the phone to Xu Ning with an awkward expression.
Xu Ning reached out to take it. "Hello, this is Xu Ning."
"Oh my, brother, I'm so sorry."
Zhao Dezhu's apologetic voice came from the other end of the phone. Xu Ning knew that he was referring to telling the group about his mural.
Even if there was a misunderstanding, Xu Ning did not care too much about it. Besides, there was an even more important matter at hand.
"Don't mind it. Tell me about the blood-red wedding dress first, okay?"
On the other end of the phone, there was a sound of someone flipping through a book.
A moment later…on the other end of the phone, Zhao Dezhu's tone was very serious as he said, "The blood-red wedding dress, initially determined to be a level-four demon, appeared three months ago. So far, 2,134 people have been killed. According to the families of the deceased, they all mentioned that they saw a blood-red wedding dress before they died."
Xu Ning's expression turned cold as he understood the meaning behind Zhao Dezhu's words.
If nothing went wrong, the next target of this blood-red wedding dress demon was very likely to be him!
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