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Chapter 658 - 285: Divine, Er Fu!!!

However, just as he was fully engrossed in thoughts...

He had just turned into a narrower and darker alleyway.

A hand, without any warning, gently rested on his left shoulder.

At the same time, a male voice with a hint of amusement sounded close to his ear:

"Brother Chu, you seem to have enjoyed your drinks? And had quite a pleasant chat..."

"You seem particularly interested in the affairs of our Ji Family?"

Chu Kuanglan’s muscles instantly tightened.

The alcohol turned into cold sweat, spreading across his body with a "whoosh".

Chu Kuanglan abruptly turned his head, staring at the face that was so close, wearing a half-smile...

...

Skull Ice Valley, temporary camp of the Garrison Army.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei moved like two shadows without substance, under the cover of the Eternal Night Territory, closely following a slender warrant officer back to the military camp.

The warrant officer was very familiar with the camp, twisting and turning to avoid the main patrol routes.

He eventually slipped into a relatively secluded single-person officer’s tent.

The tent was dimly lit, with only a portable camp lamp emitting a faint glow.

As soon as the warrant officer entered, he immediately drew the curtain tight, his back to the entrance, and let out a long sigh, as if relieved of a heavy burden.

He had no idea that just as he drew the curtain, two patches of deep blackness, like flowing ink, had quietly slipped in through the gaps on the ground.

Silently "standing" in the shadows at the back of his tent.

The warrant officer eagerly pulled out a phone.

His fingers quickly tapped on the screen, starting to draft a message.

The light from the camp lamp cast his focused silhouette on the tent canvas, and on the ground, it drew two long shadows belonging to Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei, almost merging with the background shadow.

The message was completed.

[No one inside, and the goods are gone. The likelihood of them escaping amid the chaos is very low. We didn’t encounter them. They were likely taken by Fang Qingyu’s team.]

Just as he pressed the send button with his fingertip.

The screen also went dark at the same moment.

And it was at this very moment.

The smooth, mirror-like screen clearly reflected the scene behind him.

Two figures dressed in dark blue combat uniforms, wearing masks, stood silently like phantoms behind him.

One of them.

Even slightly raised a hand, and at the fingertips, there seemed to be a fleeting flicker of golden spark.

"Huh?!"

The warrant officer’s blood seemed to freeze instantly.

The extreme horror caused his throat to emit a short, choked-off sound.

His body suddenly stiffened, instinctively about to open his mouth to scream.

However, Fang Qingyu’s hand was faster.

Gently pressed on his shoulder.

At the same time, a fine golden arc rushed through Fang Qingyu’s hand into the warrant officer’s body, sweeping through him instantly like a living creature.

"Urgh...ah..."

The warrant officer’s body convulsed violently.

And then collapsed as if all his bones had been removed, dropping the communicator from his hand.

His mouth opened, but all that came out were incoherent sounds, and other than his eyeballs that could still spin in terror, he couldn’t control even the smallest finger.

Much less bite his tongue or attempt any form of suicide.

Fang Qingyu bent down, picked up the phone on the ground, and the sent message was clearly visible on the screen.

He glanced at it, lifting his head, and the Molten Gold Vertical Pupils gazed through the mask.

Coldly watching the warrant officer on the ground, whose pupils had widened with fear.

"How do you know it was Fang Qingyu who took them?"

Fang Qingyu’s voice came through the mask, echoing within the small tent.

When they carried out the mission last night, they were fully armed, and even the army did not have their identity information.

With the chaos in the camp and being fully armed.

How could this person be so certain as to point to Fang Qingyu??

Fang Qingyu moved his thoughts slightly, relaxing the constraint on the warrant officer’s throat muscles a little, allowing him to release a hoarse sound.

The warrant officer’s face was ashen, eyes filled with despair.

After failing to commit suicide, he resigned himself to his fate, gasping out roughly, hoarsely said: "Golden Thunder...though it was brief, I saw such golden thunder from a distance before...who else on the entire front line but you, Fang Qingyu?!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu nodded thoughtfully.

So that’s it, it was Shenxiao’s glow that exposed his identity.

This is quite an unexpected turn.

But it also indirectly proves that the other party was indeed closely monitoring the core area of the battlefield at that time.

Then Fang Qingyu crouched down, looking levelly into the terrified eyes of the officer.

He whispered, "So, you’re from the Ji Family?"

The moment the word "Ji" was spoken, the officer’s eyes widened to the extreme.

Subsequently, the officer seemed to have his psychological defenses completely shattered by that word, letting out a strange "hehe" sound from his throat, and his body started to twist frantically in a paralyzed state.

"No... no... I don’t know... Ah——!!!"

He started yelling incoherently, and his voice was particularly piercing inside the tent.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei did not stop his futile struggle and shouting.

They just tacitly pulled their masks tighter on their faces.

Only their cold eyes were visible.

Soon, urgent footsteps and the strict shout of a soldier came from outside the tent:

"What’s going on inside?!"

"Officer Ji? What’s happened?"

The door curtain was suddenly lifted, and two soldiers rushed in anxiously.

They quickly saw the situation inside the tent.

Their comrade, Officer Ji, was collapsed on the ground, his face contorted as he writhed and screamed, while two masked, dark blue figures stood ominously beside him.

"Don’t move! Raise your hands!"

The soldier shouted sternly, simultaneously drawing his weapon.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu calmly raised his hand.

In his hand was a document embedded with a special metal emblem.

The fierce wolf head and crossed sharp blades were clearly visible in the dim light.

"Abyss Hunting, on official business."

Fang Qingyu’s voice was not loud.

"Have your highest-ranking officer come see me immediately."

The soldiers’ faces changed at the sight of the Abyss Hunting emblem on the document, but they remained vigilant.

One soldier quickly used a walkie-talkie to report in.

Soon, urgent and heavy footsteps sounded.

The "Anvil" commander, responsible for directing last night’s attack on the Ice Valley Camp and liaising with Wei Banmeng, appeared at the tent entrance with a grim face.

He waved for the soldiers to step back and entered himself.

His gaze swept past the officer Ji sprawled on the ground, eventually landing on Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei. Frowning, he suppressed his anger:

"You two... are the Abyss Hunting brothers who assisted with last night’s operation? I am Qin Bin, commander of the Seventh Corps of the Garrison Army."

He deliberately stated his name, emphasizing his position, his gaze filled with scrutiny and questioning, "Could you explain what’s going on here? Why are you holding my officer hostage?"

Fang Qingyu did not answer Qin Bin’s first question.

He merely extended the Abyss Hunting document, turning to the page with Fang Qingyu’s name, photo, and military rank, clearly displayed in front of Qin Bin.

At the same time, another hand handed over Officer Ji’s phone, the message on its screen was clearly visible.

"Commander Qin,"

Fang Qingyu’s voice, still calm through the mask.

"This person, we need to take with us. Moreover, I need you to immediately pull all detailed dossier records, position transfer records, complete communication device logs from the past three months, and a list of personnel who have had close contact with him, encrypted and transmitted to me. I need it now."

Qin Bin’s pupils contracted slightly upon seeing the name "Fang Qingyu" and the notable colonel rank on the document.

Then he saw the message on the phone directing to Fang Qingyu’s team.

His expression instantly grew even more solemn.

The actual power captain of Abyss Hunting, personally taking action, arresting someone in his camp, and requesting such detailed information...

This was beyond his control.

Qin Bin’s anger and doubt dissipated like melting snow.

Instantly replaced by a complex emotion.

He looked at the officer Ji on the ground, still twitching unconsciously, his eyes vacant and despairing.

Then looked at the young captain in front of him, renowned on the Arctic Front.

A few seconds of silence felt like a long time.

Finally, Qin Bin heavily nodded.

No longer questioning.

"Understood."

He said in a deep voice, turning and striding towards the tent entrance, his voice clearly heard:

"I will personally retrieve it! Within ten minutes, the data will be securely transmitted to Abyss Hunting’s designated internal port."