Chapter 417
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Chapter 417: Entering the Market
“Baili Tuming’s team application?”
On the phone, Ye Fan’s voice sounded somewhat puzzled, “When did you submit Baili Tuming’s team application? I didn’t see it during the approval process.”
Lin Qiye stood by the window with his phone in hand, and upon hearing this, he froze in place.
“But I clearly submitted it, along with the team applications of Cao Yuan and An Qingyu,” Lin Qiye recalled carefully for a moment and said earnestly.
On the other end of the line, Ye Fan remained silent for a long time, followed by the sound of rustling as if he was searching for something.
“I did not receive Baili Tuming’s team application here,” Ye Fan stated firmly. “Either the application is missing in transit, or… someone has withheld it.”
“Someone withheld it?” Lin Qiye couldn’t help but ask, “Who would want to withhold Baili Tuming’s team application?”
“It should be someone from the Night Watchers. You don’t need to worry about this; I’ll handle it,” Ye Fan pondered for a moment. “Also, remember to have Baili Tuming submit another team application.”
Lin Qiye nodded, “Okay.”
After hanging up the phone, Lin Qiye gazed out at the desolate suburbs, his brow slightly furrowed.
Although it was just a missing application, Lin Qiye couldn’t shake off an ominous premonition…
He picked up his phone and called Baili Pangpang three times in a row, but none of the calls went through.
“What did Commander Ye say?” Cao Yuan walked out of the living room and asked.
“He said the application is missing in transit or has been withheld by someone,” Lin Qiye replied honestly. “But I feel like this matter isn’t that simple…”
Cao Yuan nodded, “What do you want to do?”
Lin Qiye lowered his head in thought for a moment. “Let’s check if An Qingyu has finished her experiment. If she’s almost done, we’ll book tickets to Guangzhou-Shenzhen right away.”
……
Guangzhou-Shenzhen, highway entrance.
A large truck, with a low rumble, slowly pulled over to the side of the road. The driver engaged the handbrake and stepped down from the driver’s seat.
In front of the truck, several traffic police were carefully inspecting the exterior, seemingly searching for something.
“Friend, what are you checking for?”
The driver approached one of the traffic police, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and smiled as he offered it to the officer.
The traffic police glanced at him and waved his hand, refusing the cigarette.
“What do you have loaded on this truck?”
The driver was taken aback, “Just some fine pigs!”
“Open it up!”
Seeing the driver frozen in place, the officer pointed to the truck bed and repeated, “I told you to open it!”
“Alright, alright.”
The driver grabbed the latch of the truck bed and pulled hard. With a creaking sound, the large door slowly opened, releasing a wave of foul odor that made the traffic police wrinkle their noses.
One of the officers covered his nose with one hand while sweeping a flashlight across the dimly lit truck bed. Inside, dozens of plump white pigs were huddled together, emitting low grunting sounds.
“Let’s go!” The officer glanced at the truck bed with some disdain, unwilling to linger, waved his hand, and walked away toward a nearby car.
The driver nodded and hurriedly closed the truck bed door, quickly returning to the driver’s seat. He engaged the handbrake and pressed the accelerator, causing the truck to gradually disappear down the road, heading straight toward the brightly lit Guangzhou-Shenzhen city.
No one noticed that on the top of the truck bed, a chalk mark suddenly appeared, drawing a large circle. In the next moment, the heavy truck wall vanished, and a dirty figure crawled out, lying on top of the truck bed, gasping for air.
“Cough cough cough… Damn it, it stinks!” The foul-smelling Baili Pangpang coughed a few times, his face pale.
He looked around, confirming that the truck had entered a secluded path and that there were no surveillance cameras nearby, then leaped down from the top of the truck!
After rolling a few times on the roadside to dissipate his momentum, he quickly slipped into the shadows beside the road, disappearing from sight.
After escaping from the woods, Baili Pangpang randomly chose a passing truck to hide in the cargo area using spatial chalk to evade his pursuers. Little did he know that he had fortuitously picked a truck loaded with sows. But at this point, there was no other choice; he had to endure the unpleasant smell and share the truck bed with the pigs for an hour.
When selecting the truck, he had specifically noted the license plate; it was registered in Guangzhou-Shenzhen, and it was also on the highway heading to Guangzhou-Shenzhen. Thus, Baili Pangpang deduced that the truck’s destination was indeed Guangzhou-Shenzhen, and his reasoning proved correct.
As they exited the highway through the toll booth, Baili Pangpang keenly sensed the external changes. He used the spatial chalk to pierce through the truck bed’s top wall in advance and hid on the roof, thus avoiding a round of searches. Once the traffic police left, he quickly slipped back into the truck bed to prevent being spotted by surveillance cameras at the toll booth.
Physically and mentally exhausted, Baili Pangpang stood atop a small hill, gazing at the brightly lit city in the distance. His face, stained with dirt, showed no signs of emotional fluctuation as his fists slowly clenched, and his eyes deepened.
“Guangzhou-Shenzhen… I’m back.”
He murmured to himself.
After staring at the urban sprawl for a moment, Baili Pangpang took a step forward. Although he had now entered the Guangzhou-Shenzhen area, it did not mean the crisis was over. In this city dominated by the Baili family, the dangers he faced were several times greater than in other places!
As the largest conglomerate in the Great Xia, the Baili Group’s influence had spread across the country, like a vast net cast wide. Guangzhou-Shenzhen was at the center of this net, the region with the most terrifying energy.
Here, everywhere were the Baili family’s eyes and ears.
How to navigate through these eyes and safely return home was the challenge he had to face at this moment.
Relying solely on his own strength was definitely insufficient. Under the watchful eyes of the Baili family, not even a fly could approach the Baili Group unnoticed. He needed to find someone to help him…
But even the Earth Fire Feng Shui Four Forbidden Objects Master he trusted the most had betrayed him. Who else could he trust?
Baili Pangpang squatted down and wrote several names in the dirt with a stick. After a long silence, he crossed them out one by one.
Anyone associated with the Baili family could no longer be trusted. He could only seek help from forces outside the Baili family…
Finally, his gaze settled on a particular name.
