"Sean Sorrens.... Keep talking! I'm listening to you here."
Feng Wenyu held up the camera, focusing on Sean's important parts for close-up shots.
Feng Wenyu's service attitude towards Sean was noticeably better than that towards other poaching team members or spies.
Even in the Longevity Club, a beast warrior like Sean was considered valuable property.
In Feng Wenyu's mind, Sean's value had shifted from prisoner to Longevity Club currency.
After the interrogation, Sean's value could be used for shopping or exchanging prisoners.
"I..... What should I say?"
Lying on the ground, Sean, enduring pain, spoke to Feng Wenyu: "I come from the club, aren't you all well aware of this? I ask you to treat the prisoners well according to the agreement.... My butt really hurts."
The Longevity Club is powerful, but ultimately it's a coalition of business organizations.
For instance, the club's peripheral intelligence and reasons for its establishment and philosophy can be easily obtained with money.
But the true core and internal intelligence are beyond the knowledge of a mere Beast Blood Warrior; such matters and the Longevity research department's affairs are unknown to non-core members.
"Yes, I know all that you're saying, but just treat it like chatting and say whatever comes to mind." Feng Wenyu nodded and said, "Say as much as you can, anyway, the black gold isn't in my butt, I'm not in a hurry."
"You...." Sean was instantly enraged but helpless.
After all....
His mission was simply the White Snake, but failing to find them meant if they stayed in Xia Country for long, the risk of exposure would increase.
And just at this time, the Fortune Fox appeared. After Sean reported, adhering to the principle of not leaving empty-handed, their employer requested their capture. Even though she didn't like fox spirit beasts, she could exchange them for snake spirit beast extracts she favored.
Who could have thought this fox was so tough.
A single whimper could call upon three different shades.
That fox is definitely not an overlord-level spirit beast.....
"Hmm hmm hmm, you keep talking, I'm listening."
Feng Wenyu listened to Sean's words, nodded gently, and calmly recorded the talking points.
Feng Wenyu understood everything Sean was saying.
In their Longevity Club, so-called beast warriors were nothing more than workers responsible for capturing spirit beasts worldwide for extracts of the Elixir of Longevity for the upper-class elites.
The elites enjoy spiritualization first, using the most advanced medical technology results from America.
The technology for beast warriors actually had its prototype in the 1980s from rough tech of the Red Bear. After the Red Bear collapsed, America coaxed and tricked Bear into opening the espionage organization, and this prototype technology of beast warriors fell into America's hands.
Inside the Longevity Club, the technology enjoyed by the elites and warriors is completely different.
The former consider themselves born noble.
The latter are just high-level workers, with the only way for beast warriors out being the technical iteration where a new generation replaces previous ones, earning enough wealth for themselves and their families and care in elderly years.
Feng Wenyu understood all this but routine interrogation was necessary.
The dialogue and recordings here would be submitted to the relevant intelligence and logistics organization, where they would use this intelligence and dialogue for cross-verification with other intelligence.
Intelligence organizations aren't built overnight but rather piece together their foundations from unremarkable fragmented intelligence.
"What, you make ninety thousand dollars a month, then after withholding for medical and tax, you get around forty thousand in hand?"
"What kind of medical insurance is over twenty thousand a month?" Ansheng sat on a camping chair, drinking iced cola, gossiping using Jin Wanlin's phone translation app about Feng Wenyu interrogating the Spotted Hyena, becoming increasingly shocked with the results.
Spotted Hyena's monthly salary is ninety thousand dollars.
The year-end bonus is seventeen paychecks, so that's over one and a half million dollars a year.
But they can't declare it through the company, only through lawyers on the tax form under [Other] items.
The so-called [Other] is where income from gangs and other illegal activities is declared.
After a heavy tax, they have to buy club medical insurance every month, twenty-three thousand a month.
They have no choice because those insurance giants are originally the high-ups in the Longevity Club; ordinary insurance companies don't accept beast warriors' policies.
Not buying health insurance means self-paying for injury costs since the Longevity Club is a non-profit organization, all members gather voluntarily, where there's absolutely no employment.
One and a half million dollars, minus seven hundred thousand for taxes, then another three hundred thousand for insurance.
And then, his property tax is thirty thousand a year, the mortgage is calculated by the loan shark's nine out of ten returns formula.
"...... Let it go."
Ansheng originally felt a bit unsatisfied, not having had enough of a good hit earlier, still wanting a sip of iced cola, planning to hit another round after the Security Bureau's interrogation.
After all... Who let him try to harm me and Ah Qing?
Deserving of being beaten to death.
But with the Spotted Hyena's disclosure of income and debt, and the various inhumane behaviors of the Longevity Club, along with all sorts of reasonable and legal exemption operations.
Ansheng roughly calculated.
Spotted Hyena, to maintain a decent life for himself and his family and children, basically has to scrounge for cigarette butts at month's end to smoke....
With no money, one must take orders, and, getting injured, club insurance prices increase and tiers rise..... it's simply absolute.
It always felt....
Spotted Hyena's life is worse than death.
And that's not even considering the federal and property taxes; state sales tax where he lives hadn't even been calculated.
If every superpower user lived like Spotted Hyena.... why not just work honestly.
Daring to take a loan with nine out of ten returns.
Yes.... This was borrowed from the Longevity Club too, because they can't provide steady income proof to banks, hence, can only borrow credit from the club's banking giants.
After hearing Spotted Hyena's account.
Ansheng couldn't help but feel thankful that it was himself, who found someone to clean up after himself early on.
I depend on selling cuteness to get food and drink for free.
Otherwise, really living like Spotted Hyena, what little fox could endure?
"Ah Qing! Ah Qing! I'm back!"
"Wow! You don't know, I just saw what must be human purgatory!"
"Earn one and a half million dollars, only to have seventy taken away by federal taxes, thirty more by insurance, three years' loan payment yet not even having covered interest."
Ansheng returned to Changping Village, instantly darting into Ah Qing's arms, complaining about the recent sights.
As for other matters, the Security Bureau can handle it.
"Wow wow— master master, the fox can't believe what he's seen."
"Buddy, there's a dog in the mountain, eating crap! Munching mouthfuls of crap!"
"???
Having just had lunch and was live-streaming, Ah Qing looked at Xiaolan with a dark face, raised his hand, started checking Xiaolan's teeth.
"Don't tell me.... because you couldn't resist, you went over and had a couple of bites too! I promise to brush your mouth with a boot!"
"Whimper?"
Ansheng stared at Ah Qing in confusion.