Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 91 - 81: Landing a Big Deal, I Kill Myself (First Update!)

Chapter 91: Chapter 81: Landing a Big Deal, I Kill Myself (First Update!)

Jiushong Port?

Qin Shi’s brows furrowed slightly, barely noticeable. This place was located on Old Factory Street.

During the great development period of the Dangyang East Suburb, in order to hasten the construction speed and ensure the supply of materials, an inland river port was built early on the banks of Jaw River.

They first built the railway and then constructed the port, with the train station adjacent to the river port, achieving seamless land-water transportation and forming a transit hub.

Because there were nine ancient pine trees on the riverbank, which had stood for over a thousand years, it was named "Jiushong Port."

In a sense, Jiushong Port best represents the past glory of Old Factory Street.

It rose to prominence along with the development of the Dangyang East Suburb.

And it also declined and fell together.

Qin Lihao actually placed the goods there instead of directly transporting them to the logistics warehouse in the Urban Circle?

That’s quite unusual.

"Such a big commotion? Starting fires and causing explosions? Quite bold."

This time, Lin Yunqing was calm, crossing her legs and dangling a slipper off her toes.

"Your Inspection Department is going to have to work overtime. If there are injuries, it will count as a major incident and you’ll have to issue a public announcement."

Chen Yun shook her head, putting down her phone with a laugh:

"Qin Lihao didn’t report the case, and when colleagues from the inspection team went to the dock for a routine inquiry, they were turned away with the claim that it was caused by employee mishandling. Given that no one was injured after verification, we didn’t get involved."

Lin Yunqing looked surprised:

"The Qin family’s that tight-lipped? Their youngest son was kidnapped, their warehouse burned, and they still don’t plan to speak up."

Although Heng Province had a high level of electronic lockdown, making it impossible to use global surveillance devices like ’Sky Eye’ or ’Star Link’.

But with the Inspection Department’s authority, alongside their experts and operatives proficient in the Mechanical Domain and Spiritual Ability Domain, they could tightly control most events in the Urban Circle and surrounding areas.

If the Qin Family were willing to cooperate proactively, even if the kidnappers were hiding in the highly populated Old Factory Street, the Inspection Department should be able to find some traces.

Chen Yun furrowed her slender brows, analyzing the situation:

"Clearly, there are two possibilities. Either the Qin Family feels too humiliated and intends to handle this internally without leaking a word, or they’re afraid to let the Inspection Department intervene..."

Lin Yunqing shrugged:

"The Qin Family of Yan City has long since fallen. Ever since Qin Shouge passed away, the collateral branches have been causing all sorts of trouble.

Over the years, they’ve dabbled in everything, legal and illegal, as long as it makes money. The glory of the pioneer family is nearly exhausted."

Chen Yun scoffed:

"There’s not much of the ancestral blessing left. According to the rules, our four families should all clean up and leave after a thousand years of pioneering, a thousand years of building, and a thousand years of harvesting. It’s just that the great explosion made Heng Province, situated at the border, a semi-isolated island.

The Qin Family clearly isn’t satisfied with just that, trying to grab more while they still can, hence their ugly behavior."

Chen, Lin, Qin, Zheng.

In the living room, it seemed like three people were present, but in reality, there were only two.

Qin Shi silently mocked internally.

The timing of that military factory explosion was too coincidental, making it hard not to sound conspiratorial for a moment.

But what intrigued him more was the heightened electronic lockdown after the explosion.

What kind of impact caused parts of the Dangyang East Suburb to need an electronic fluctuation control within a certain range, not allowing high peaks?

Lin Yunqing, lazily leaning on the sofa, casually asked:

"What was stored in their warehouse?"

Chen Yun frowned:

"When we arrested those gym trainers before, we found a batch of contraband drugs. Following the leads, we discovered connections to Yu Hai Pharmaceutical. A new batch of drugs had just entered Jiushong Port.

I thought, since you have a grudge with the Qin Family, as a good friend, I might as well screw them over by tagging all those drugs."

Lin Yunqing was greatly touched by this, launching herself onto the other sofa Chen Yun was on, hugging her tightly:

"Good sister! I won’t mind you and little Qin’s skinship today!"

Chen Yun, full of disgust, pushed Lin Yunqing away as she tried to get closer:

"Get off! Nasty woman! But in fact, the Qin family’s eldest indeed has some tricks, smoothing things over with my dad’s side. I was supposed to go unseal the tags for them at noon, and then everything got burned in the afternoon."

Zege went all out this time.

Qin Shi narrowed his eyes. Burning Qin Lihao’s goods could be a greater offense than kidnapping his brother.

After all, losing a sibling can be remedied by having another child, but losing money is a different story.

"I hope the Qin family doesn’t cause too much trouble and make us clean up their mess. If Qin Lihao goes berserk, he might not adhere to the rules..."

Chen Yun pushed away from the sticky Lin Yunqing and sat up:

"Whatever, I’ll visit the scene to prevent my colleagues from losing control."

Lin Yunqing eagerly responded:

"Take me with you! I can’t wait to see Qin Lihao’s constipated face pretending nothing happened!"

Chen Yun rolled her eyes:

"Stop stirring up trouble!"

After listening for a long time, Qin Shi finally spoke:

"Sister Yun, Jiushong Port isn’t far from my house. If you’re heading there, can you give me a lift?"

Chen Yun readily agreed:

"Sure. I was hoping you could teach me some massage techniques. My lower back often feels sore..."

Seeing these two getting along so well, Lin Yunqing became anxious:

"Hey, hey, hey! Do you even consider me a person?"

She hugged Chen Yun tightly, grabbing her chest with one hand:

"Sister Yun! Take me with you!"

Chen Yun blushed furiously, embarrassed, and quickly pushed Lin Yunqing away:

"Fine, fine, fine, you can come! Stop groping me, or I’ll cut off your paws!"

...

...

"Bastard! Damn bastard! All my goods are gone!?"

Bam, bam, bam, Qin Lihao pounded the solid, expensive desk with his fists.

His knuckles were like hammers, almost piercing through it.

His subordinates were silent, knowing that anyone who spoke up now would meet a tragic end.

The fire at Jiushong Port not only burned millions of dollars’ worth of goods but also destroyed several containers holding his collectibles.

"That wild dog Luo Jie! Betrayed me!"

Qin Lihao didn’t even have to think; he knew where the problem originated.

About a third of Jiushong Port’s docks were idle.

He had learned from the wealthy in Central City to rent containers for his more unsightly private collections.

Things like intimate videos or tapes satisfying his peculiar tastes.

Smuggled paintings, artworks, relics from the Great Pioneer Era he gathered for his elder brother...

Only his trusted aides knew about this.

"Ahe."

Qin Lihao was furious, unsure where to vent his anger. He punched through the thick desk, his knuckles bloody, the pain slowly calming him down.

"Doesn’t Cao Bin know a top assassin? Have him come to help. With so many ’black households’ in Heng Province, I’m sure we can find a Spiritual Ability expert."

Smart subordinate Ahe quickly went out to contact Brother Cao at the Silver Horse Gym.

Ten minutes later, Ahe rushed back into the executive suite with his phone:

"Boss, Brother Cao says the other party’s asking for a high price."

Qin Lihao responded coldly:

"Have him come to discuss the price in person. The Qin Family can afford it."

The subordinate nodded and relayed the message.

"Also, boss, Brother Cao mentioned a Gun Master from the Mechanical Domain who offers sniping services within three thousand meters."

He added.

"Invite them both. Tell them that if they help the Qin Family, no one will question their black household status."

Qin Lihao decisively instructed.

...

...

Nursing Home.

The gray-haired Old Shen, wearing glasses, sat in front of an old, dusty computer, communicating with his stranded companion.

[Emei Peak: Any movement in the Urban Circle?]

He and his old friend were hiding separately in the Tai’an Metropolitan Area and Dangyang East Suburb.

He was relatively lucky, knowing Cheng Ze and using the protection and cover of this North Guan Street leader to barely manage the triannual population checks.

His old friend was less fortunate, lacking residency and identification, making life difficult everywhere.

[Buddhist Shrine: Just got a big job.]

[Emei Peak: Don’t we already have a job with Qin Lihao that hasn’t closed yet?]

[Buddhist Shrine: I need to make some money to eat before escaping Heng Province!]

[Emei Peak: What job? See if I can help.]

[Buddhist Shrine: It’s related to what happened there. The fire at Jiushong Port burned a boss’s goods, and now he’s furious, offering a high reward for the culprit.]

[Emei Peak: Jiushong Port? I haven’t heard anything.]

[Buddhist Shrine: I’ve already accepted the job for eighty thousand. Afterward, it can solve my black household issue. Damn, I can’t stand living in an unfinished building any longer, almost got caught by a homeless person yesterday...]

Old Shen frowned. Earning eighty thousand in one job? It must be difficult.

[Emei Peak: We’re about to escape Heng Province. Try not to cause extra trouble.]

[Buddhist Shrine: That’s precisely why I want to make a big score! We’ve been suppressed for so many years, can you bear it? Do you remember your past with guns? How long has it been since you touched one?]

Old Shen touched his gray hair and looked at his still-steady, wrinkled hands.

[Emei Peak: Alright. Send me the details later. We’ll discuss after the trade tomorrow.]

"Guns... In this hellish place, where could we use ’Mechanical Energy Weapons’."

Old Shen smiled bitterly. His three-star "Storm Razor" had been gathering dust for nearly a decade.

Beep, beep—

His pocket vibrated.

His thoughts interrupted, Old Shen took out the basic flip phone and answered the unknown number:

"What’s up?"

Cheng Ze’s voice came through:

"I set fire to Qin Lihao’s warehouses at Jiushong Port..."

Old Shen was stunned, remembering the "Kill the Traitor" job his friend had taken.

"I think I got something significant! Cancel the trade tomorrow... We need to leave tonight!"

Cheng Ze’s voice carried excitement and a hint of fear.