Blind Spot-Chapter 75 - 070 Confidence 2

Chapter 75: 070 Confidence 2

Chapter 75: 070 Confidence 2

Mecha Engineers have competitive ranking matches, and the top three in these matches earn distinguished titles.

He had almost secured third place in a domestic Flying Yi ranking match. It’s fair to say that he was a true professional Mecha Engineer.

“This has nothing to do with us,” Ding Zaocheng said, his eyes closed as he reviewed a variety of video materials projected onto his retina.

“The opponent is an unknown model that has never appeared before, and in Yi Country, Reinforced Humans in their final form are generally not allowed into the city. With Silent Fortress in control, it’s impossible for them to enter the city unnoticed.”

“Ridiculous, what about the Utopia terrorist attack before? Weren’t Reinforced Humans in their final form deployed?” Kong Sichen retorted coldly.

“Perhaps there is a mole,” Ding Zaocheng remarked indifferently. “I understand the magnitude of your losses, but right now, the priority is to identify the suspect as soon as possible.”

He opened his eyes, his jet-black pupils staring coldly at the other party.

“With such a major incident occurring, Zheng Kai isn’t stepping up? Is it up to you alone to lead the charge?”

“That’s our business! Brother Ding, you should focus more on how to solve this case!” Kong Sichen was unyielding as he shot back.

“The case on the bar street has already been confirmed to be related to you, and now such a vicious terror attack has occurred. It seems the Tie Feng Group is going to be in the headlines for a while,” Ding Zaocheng said calmly.

Kong Sichen snorted coldly and didn’t respond.

The affairs of Zheng Qingxuan’s family had been somewhat neglected by him. He had planned to thoroughly clean things up, leaving no loose ends, creating the illusion that the entire Zheng family had died in a fire.

In this way, the matter would be cleanly resolved with no one left to file reports or track the aftermath, just an unremarkable family with an ordinary background. A bit of hush money and media spin, and in no time, the public’s attention would be diverted by other eye-catching news, and no one would care.

Unexpectedly, his subordinates botched the job. There was an explosion and a fire, but Zheng Qingrong, who was supposed to be at home at the time, suddenly left due to a phone call, found her sister’s body, and did not die.

What followed was an attempt to apprehend Zheng Qingrong, an accident occurred, Zheng Qingrong went missing, the headquarters were attacked, and Zheng Jiayu was killed.

“The target is very clear, it is Zheng Jiayu; it is evident that it has something to do with private grudges against either Zheng Kai or Zheng Jiayu. A complete Reinforced Human would definitely need a massive logistical support system behind it. In Yi Country, such a system cannot be entirely hidden. So…” Ding Zaocheng analyzed in a detached tone.

“So, there’s something to investigate in this case.”

It goes without saying that access to records of logistical support systems is not open to everyone. This information is the exclusive secret of major interest groups. Once exposed, all data regarding their Mecha Engineers and Reinforced Humans, such as specific data, functions, weapon system modules, and so on, would be out in the open.

Thus, investigating this information would involve too many interest groups. It wasn’t just that Ding Zaocheng, as an assistant director, wouldn’t dare to act; even a full director would not dare to proceed.

“Director, the people from Hongjin Company have arrived,” a police officer approached and quietly reported to Ding Zaocheng.

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Ding Zaocheng turned around to look at a foreign man walking briskly towards him.

“I’m glad to see you again, Mr. Xindela.”

A natural smile appeared on his otherwise indifferent face, clearly indicating that the two were already acquainted.

“Director Ding, what’s this…?” Xindela was a bit stunned, not knowing what had happened.

He had mussed hair, bleary eyes, and a collar turned inside out, obviously having been pulled from his sleep to cooperate with the investigation.

“It’s like this, there has just been a major and vicious terror attack here. As for the specifics…”

Ding Zaocheng patiently explained the situation in detail, and then clarified why he had brought Xindela to the scene.

“Mainly because we found that an employee from your company had traced Zheng Jiayu’s phone an hour before he died, which is why we’ve asked you to come to assist with the investigation.”

“What? Tracing?” Xindela blinked, completely unaware of what had happened.

He immediately took out his phone to contact the company, but there was no response after several attempts.

Then he quickly dialed Song Ran’s number.

This time the call went through, and through Song Ran’s investigative system records, the individual who requested the trace was quickly identified.

‘Li Chengyi’?!

Xindela’s heart skipped a beat when he saw the records.

He had his suspicions about Li Chengyi for some time, just like with the Ash Company incident.

Not for any reason in particular, but simply because it was too coincidental.

Their troubles had just started when trouble struck at Ash as well – there are no such coincidences in this world.

Of course, he wasn’t foolish enough to believe that the purple-black Reinforced Human was Li Chengyi himself.

After all, becoming a Reinforced Human is an irreversible process of complete replacement, requiring a lengthy surgery. It was not possible to instantly switch from a mechanical body to a flesh-and-blood one.

At this time, the technology for such a conversion did not yet exist.

Xindela, hailing from one of the White Star Consortiums and having seen the world’s most advanced Reinforced Human technology, was qualified to make this statement.

Moreover, the maintenance, energy, checks, cyber security, and so on, required by a complete Reinforced Human, involve a massive number of logistics personnel, which is impossible to hide.

Without any outward show, Xindela wiped and deleted Li Chengyi’s request record.

Then he looked up at Ding Zaocheng.

“I did indeed find a request record for tracing someone named Zheng Jiayu, but I can’t find who made the request. From the network address, it seems to be an external botnet that hijacked our internal permissions.”

With a few words, Xindela brushed off the issue.

Since it was an external botnet that stole permissions and made the request, it was no longer our concern.

In that case, we are victims too.

Someone else used our system to trace Zheng Jiayu, leading to this tragedy.

“If that’s the case, then it seems to be unrelated to Hongjin,” Ding Zaocheng nodded, apparently very easily accepting Xindela’s explanation.

“Yes, we don’t have many people here and we’ll be leaving soon; we dare not, and do not have the power to delve into such major events,” Xindela sighed.

“Xindela, send me a copy of the backend records of your system for our files later, and that will be all,” Ding Zaocheng said with a smile, “Let’s have a drink together sometime.”

“Sure,” Xindela returned the smile. “Now, I’m going back to get some sleep.”

“Go.”

Xindela got into his Mist Banner vehicle and drove off.

But he hadn’t gone far, just a few streets away, when the car stopped in front of a 24-hour convenience store.

The car door opened automatically, and a man in a black trench coat slid in, sitting next to Xindela.

The man let out a long breath.

“Boss, it’s good to see you.”

He pulled off his hood to reveal a face that seemed to be always smiling. It was none other than Li Chengyi who had just been walking outside.

“What’s going on? Can you tell me?” Xindela asked in a deep voice.

“Sorry for involving you, boss, but I really can’t say,” Li Chengyi knew he couldn’t totally fool Xindela — after all, he was just one person with no logistics or hackers to cover his tracks, leaving too many traces behind.

With the powerful intelligence-gathering capabilities of Xindela’s company, it was impossible to completely keep things secret.

The only thing he was sure he could conceal was the vast difference between himself and a full-fledged Reinforced Human.

At most, others might suspect that his Floral Dress state was that of a full-fledged Reinforced Human, and at most they might suspect he was the one who brought it upon them.

But they would never guess that the so-called Reinforced Human was himself.

“Cheng Yi, since I came over here, I’ve had a great time working with you twice,” Xindela sincerely remarked, using Li Chengyi’s alias.

“I know you’re hiding some secret and I understand that you’re using the company’s intelligence for your own purposes. But…”

He paused.

“…what you’re doing has caused quite a bit of trouble for the company and for me.”

“I understand,” Li Chengyi nodded.

“You’re a smart man. Do you think it’s worth it?” asked Xindela.

“Have you forgotten? I’m a Blind Spot Individual,” reminded Li Chengyi.

“….” Xindela fell silent.

Yes, a Blind Spot Individual.

What does it matter if it’s worth it? After all, they are a group of people who might die at any time or are even destined to die eventually.

Such people do whatever they want; nobody can really hold them back.

“Like this, you’ll die even faster,” Xindela spoke out.

“Not really,” Li Chengyi smiled, “I still want to live to serve you a spray of flowers, boss. This world is so wonderful, I don’t plan on dying early.”

Xindela went silent, hearing the strong confidence in Li Chengyi’s words.

He couldn’t understand how, even as a full-fledged Reinforced Human, once in the Blind Spot, one couldn’t last many times.

Where did Li Chengyi get such confidence to keep surviving in the Blind Spot?

Looking at Li Chengyi now, unflinching, with bright, spirited eyes and that confident face.

Xindela suddenly thought of the original Lien, who was also full of confidence standing in his office, saying he could definitely find a way out of the Blind Spot and live on.

Lien at that time, also brimming with confidence, was very similar to the current Li Chengyi.

“I hope you can do as you say,” he reached out his hand.

Li Chengyi reached out his hand as well.

The two hands clasped tightly together.

“Boss, I will repay you in the future,” Li Chengyi grinned, showing off his pearly white teeth.

“I’ll stay here for at most one more year,” Xindela responded calmly.

“If you don’t want to leave with me, you’d better start forming your own team as soon as you can,” he reminded gently.

“Sure!” Li Chengyi nodded.

“Also,” Xindela adjusted his AR glasses, “someone just triggered the automatic defense network the company has placed on you. We’ve traced some information about the trigger person. Do you want it?”

“Automatic defense network? Someone tried to invade my personal device?” Li Chengyi reacted.

“Yes, I’ve sent you the data, go back and check it out on your own,” Xindela said indifferently.

Li Chengyi took out his mobile phone and opened it to check.

The first line on the screen was Palace Garden Florist — Xu Zhongsheng….

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Nine o’clock in the morning.

Palace Garden Florist headquarters, front gate.

A tall, burly figure in purple-black loomed still at the entrance, looking up at the soft light inside.

“Some people always think they can do anything.”

Li Chengyi strode forward, pushing the door and entering.

“Too bad, that’s an illusion.”