"Hey..."
"Speaking of this mission, if it were possible, I wouldn't want to ask you for help."
Li Wenkang withdrew his scattered thoughts and looked at Master Fuli sitting opposite him, watching him raise a glass bottle of cola and take swigs, pulling a smile of helplessness at the corners of his mouth.
"After all..."
"This time, the mission involves killing people."
Regarding tasks involving killing, there is usually an unwritten rule within the Security Bureau.
That's to avoid Spirit Beasts whenever possible and not execute criminals in front of them. Spending more on the task in terms of money is acceptable for this reason.
But...
Master Fuli is a bit special.
He's "righteous" to the point of being slightly perverse, as long as it's "evil," he'll swing a hammer at it.
Whether his values align legally or not is another matter.
But when it comes to simple concepts of good and evil, it's like a heavy hammer banging with chaotic clanging sounds.
"What's it got to do with me, killing people?"
"I'll punch them until they're half dead, toss them to your Security Bureau, and whether they die or not is your concern; I'm just delivering them for judgment."
Seeing Li Wenkang sigh and talk about a heavier topic, Master Fuli laughed cheerfully and spoke to Li Wenkang, full of justification.
Well... who would've thought Old Li would actually care about my mental health!
Killing people... what's that got to do with me? Don't slander me; I'm just an under-one-year-old little fox, and the thing I do most often is report criminals.
"By the way..."
"Do you have any trousers?"
Mentioning the mission, Master Fuli looked at Li Wenkang and said, "Smaller ones, resembling the trousers of a male child around seven or eight years old, ones for children's wear..."
"We have." Li Wenkang said.
"Huh?"
Li Wenkang said "we have," and this time, it was Ansheng's turn to look dumbfounded.
Wait, why do you even have that? Has Xia Dong's side been spreading rumors about me this fast?
...
The armed helicopter landed in the temporary camp but didn't stay for long.
Li Wenkang disembarked from the helicopter, while Wang Qiqi boarded and headed north into the Outer lands.
Li Wenkang sat in the helicopter only to pick up Master Fuli and explain the points needing attention and psychological support for the mission.
However...
Master Fuli is broad-minded, in every sense, not requiring additional psychological counseling.
But...
The battlefield doctor's technique might need enhancement; otherwise, Li Wenkang worries Master Fuli might accidentally kill someone.
"We are approaching the destination."
"Our target mission is a single person, the woman named Miyel Novikova."
From the cockpit looking out at the endless desert, suddenly seeing cracks and upheaved land plates, Wang Qiqi, wearing a communication headset in the cockpit, turned to look at Master Fuli and said:
"According to our intelligence personnel reports, Miyel from Rakshasa Country joined the outer circle of the Longevity Club six months ago, and a month ago, gained support from core members to establish herself as an oligarch."
"She monopolized..." Wang Qiqi paused, took a deep breath, and said, "industries related to brothels, fertility, and euthanasia."
"She owns a motion picture company."
"???"
Master Fuli was stunned for a long time upon hearing this and asked Wang Qiqi, "Monopolize the euthanasia industry? Why do I feel they are doing something novel here."
"I hang a rope, tie it around the neck, and it's done."
"... They promote painless dying."
Master Fuli looked at Wang Qiqi, Wang Qiqi looked back at Master Fuli, both with faces lined with disbelief.
"That's just what the files say; it's no use staring at me." Wang Qiqi retorted, the seriousness resurfaced in his expression:
"However... don't underestimate her ruthlessness. There's a reason she's termed an oligarch. In her territory, the poor enter as fodder, while the elite serve as vessels for the rich scions. When they fall ill, she suggests the unfortunate enjoy their final moments in her medical center."
"She charges 50,000 to 300,000 dollars, covering funeral and commemoration arrangements."
"But in reality, what is termed as end-of-life care is merely Miyel's scam; those unfortunate souls in coma are brutally tortured to death..."
Wang Qiqi sighed, "What they call 'peaceful', Miyel has turned it into a package deal project."
"Draining the end-of-life patients' medical fees, then charging a curious fee to wealthy people as a fun project."
"..."
Master Fuli, after listening, froze for a moment, his small fox face gradually scrunching up.
"Suddenly, I feel a bit regretful." Master Fuli furrowed his brow and said, "I shouldn't have just asked for trousers; I should request the logistics group to craft a replica of Louis XVI's guillotine."
"How... can people be this evil!"
Before this, in Ansheng's impression, Vimal stuffing glue into hamburgers and defecating was already classified as an extremely perverted crime.
But compared to this heavy hitter, Miyel, Vimal's activities in burger patties are merely unhygienic and psychologically twisted, even quite ladylike.
Back then, when Lin Qi introduced Vimal, the acts of corpse disposal and keeping Eunuchs in the villa's closet, and secretly commissioning black roots from the streets where homeless gathered and storing them in freezers were naturally overlooked.
After all... it was mid-autumn, Lin Qi didn't want to discuss anti-human acts but focus on some peculiar activities like Vimal's seduction and defecation.
Yet even if Master Fuli was aware.
Between Vimal and Miyel.
He would still consider Miyel more perverse.
That guy is at most a chain perverse killer, Miyel cranks it up to industrial, with kidneys chopped like cabbages.
"Gravity Hammer... better not to bring it."
"Got to use the New Energy Warhammer; no wonder there was a Witch Hunting Movement in Europe."
"I thought they were just persecuting women; turns out they really had witches there!"
The helicopter descended over the river, fifteen kilometers from the excavation site where Miyel was located.
Master Fuli, carrying two weapons, hesitated for a moment before picking up the explosive New Energy Warhammer.
Gravity Hammer has the strength but lacks stamina.
For someone like Miyel, you have to comply and act according to their family rules.
Master Fuli picked up the New Energy Warhammer, stood upright, and free-falling without parachute from the helicopter, landing on the riverbank.
Golden Leopard, Wang Qiqi, and Ba Mountain Mosquito also disembarked from the helicopter, preparing to walk ahead, while the helicopter decisively turned away without proceeding further.
"We're upstream here..."
"Screw showing restraint, just drink." Just having had too much cola, Master Fuli glanced at the river direction, scoffed, and promptly aimed at the river to release a strong stream.
"Wait..."
"Master Fuli, please wait! It's our allies!" Just as Master Fuli prepared to relieve himself, a person in biological camo armor's face changed dramatically and quickly beckoned Master Fuli, shaking a bell at him.
"Hmm?"
Master Fuli displayed puzzlement, looking at the empty river.