Investigation Report of the Gods-Chapter 151 : Forbidden Zone of the Gods
Chapter 151: Forbidden Zone of the Gods
No wonder even Miss Ai had started acting all secretive when it came to this matter.
When the training of mysterious powers began to involve—or even merely approach—the “Life Code,” it seemed everything suddenly became classified.
Including the fact that Miss Ai hadn’t originally intended to assign him this “Double‑Body” task directly, instead planning a few ordinary C‑Level missions. Could it be that she hadn’t planned for him to come into contact with these matters so early?
Only, from this angle, Han Su suddenly realized again just how valuable that oil painting titled “Round Table Altar” really was.
Originally, that painting had given him a 5% increase in mental activity—it didn’t seem like much. But considering his current terrifying level of mental strength, it now appeared astonishing.
If he had a few more, wouldn’t the problem be solved outright?
With such questions in mind, Han Su fell asleep. Early the next morning, he returned to the base once again.
There were many things to be concerned about. His own attack incident had already been ed—who knew how much progress had been made overnight? Additionally, Bowl‑Cut Boy had been brought back to D7. Presumably, he’d be interrogated as well—what would come of that?
Another point was the matter Zhang Chiguo had encountered. Though Han Su rationally knew he shouldn’t get involved, he couldn’t help but worry and wanted to know more.
After arriving at the base and having breakfast with Hei Hu and the others, the Doctor took Hei Hu to a monitoring room for duty—a routine task for every investigator, though Han Su hadn’t done it yet.
After eating, Han Su considered when to seek out Secretary Cui Qiao. He’d already thought of a critical point:
Could he ask Cui Qiao directly about mental activity?
Life Code was indeed outside his access level, so he couldn’t ask across permission tiers. But mental activity—it was the first step in everyone’s mysterious power training, wasn’t it? Surely there’d be no harm in asking.
By 9 a.m., the normal working hour had arrived, and Han Su walked toward Zhang Chiguo’s office.
In Zhang Chiguo’s office, the air was a bit tense. Only three people were there—himself, Secretary Cui Qiao, and someone who looked like a researcher. They appeared to be in the middle of a discussion.
Upon seeing Han Su enter, the researcher-like person immediately said, “In that case, I’ll head back first.”
“Either way, you still need to consider their opinion.”
With that, he turned to leave. As he brushed past Han Su, his eyes swept over him—there was a clear sense of dissatisfaction.
Han Su was certain he’d never met this person before. He didn’t understand the source of the man’s discontent. Watching him go, Han Su frowned and stepped forward. “Uncle Zhang, what’s going on?”
“Xiao Han, I suggest you suspend your tasks for a while.”
Zhang Chiguo looked up at Han Su, rubbed his temples, and spoke quietly.
“I just got promoted to investigator.”
Seeing Zhang Chiguo’s fatigue, Han Su smiled. “If something’s wrong, Uncle Zhang, just tell me.”
“About the issue of the Dead Sea Nail being affected during your Ghost Truck mission—I said I’d get to the bottom of it. Now, after various comparisons, we’ve got a lead.”
Zhang Chiguo said, “Do you remember? I once told you I suspected someone? But the results of my investigation have proven it wasn’t him.”
‘Not that mutated monster?’
Han Su was instantly suspicious. That was entirely unexpected.
“Then who was it?”
“Perhaps the same group who made contact with the D7 members. I’ve nearly locked in on the person. They’re slick—erased key traces thoroughly—but I’ve already detained the entire relevant department.”
As he spoke, a hard, cold look flashed across his face. “They underestimated Miss Ai. It’s only a matter of time before the evidence comes to light.”
Han Su thought of that researcher who’d just glared at him. “Is he one of that old man’s people?”
“Yes.”
Zhang Chiguo slowly said, “They’re responsible for Miss Ai’s logistical support and operations of several base systems at the Disaster Management Bureau. Since the Dead Sea Nail was affected, they must be involved. So, I’ve halted all activities of their department.”
“Judging by their attitude, they’re very unhappy.”
“……”
Han Su pondered. He had only been wary of that monster. But by now, it should have completed its mutation. Oddly, it hadn’t come for him.
And if the Dead Sea Nail wasn’t its doing, then—
It hadn’t made a move against him at all?
Had he wronged it?
“But what worries me more is their attitude toward you—so aggressive it’s almost insane.”
Zhang Chiguo’s voice carried deep dissatisfaction. “First the Dead Sea Nail, now D7. If I hadn’t stepped in, I wouldn’t have even known how far they’d spread their influence.”
“I detained them legally for the investigation, and yet someone still slammed their hand on my desk demanding people be released. These people are utterly…”
“……”
“Not just them. Including you.”
At that moment, Secretary Cui Qiao suddenly spoke. Right in front of Han Su, she said, “Stop only worrying about your dear nephew’s safety. You were sent to handle Disaster Management Bureau affairs—that alone makes you a thorn in their side.”
“And now look, you haven’t even made a move, and they’ve already gone on strike.”
“……”
Han Su hadn’t expected such explosive news. “Strike?”
“Watch your words!”
Hearing her, Zhang Chiguo frowned, voice deepening.
Then he turned to Han Su. “Xiao Han, have you read that you took from me?”
Han Su knew what he meant and nodded slightly.
When he’d just been promoted, Miss Ai had told him that one of the investigator privileges was the ability to resubmit s on cases that had already been finalized.
After learning this, he had approached Zhang Chiguo and obtained the from him.
In terms of detail and information, there was no more complete on that kidnapping case than Zhang Chiguo’s. However, it had previously been rejected. He would need new evidence to resubmit.
And right now, Han Su still had no new evidence.
Zhang Chiguo gently tapped his fingers on the desk. “If you do find anything, talk to me first before submitting it.”
“As for now…”
He paused, then whispered, “Be careful.”
“I understand.”
Han Su smiled. “Actually, I came to ask Miss Cui Qiao about mysterious power training and mental activity.”
Zhang Chiguo nodded and turned to Cui Qiao. “Go ahead.”
Secretary Cui Qiao looked slightly unwilling but still followed him out. Han Su had planned to go to the base café, but she stopped at the stairway corner.
Lighting a lady’s cigarette, she looked weary and lazy, leaning against the wall. “Spiritual penetration, core evaluation, applications for the three major sequences—you haven’t even started those, and you’re already thinking about mental activity? Isn’t it too soon?”
‘If I told her I skipped several steps, it’d be hard to explain, wouldn’t it?’
Han Su thought and smiled. “I’m just curious. The stronger the mental activity, the greater the effect of encrypted spells, right?”
“In this encounter with D7, I found their strength quite formidable.”
“Why compare yourself to them?”
Cui Qiao frowned, shaking her head. “They’re all desperate lunatics—born with higher-than-average mental activity, and some have undergone taboo surgeries…”
Here, even she shook her head and looked sternly at Han Su. “What you should be doing now is laying a foundation, gradually improving your mental activity. And more importantly…”
“Stay alive!”
“Eh…”
Han Su thought she meant the ones secretly attacking him, like Zhang Chiguo. He smiled. “With stronger mental activity, wouldn’t I have a better chance of surviving?”
“I’m not talking about them.”
Cui Qiao frowned and lowered her voice. “Do you know you’ve provoked the most terrifying madman in the entire Disaster Management Bureau?”
Han Su truly didn’t react. “Who?”
“The D7 death row inmate—code name The Ripper!”
Cui Qiao’s expression turned grave. Her voice carried a chill. “Last night, he wrecked half of D7’s base!”
“Huh?”
Han Su’s shocked expression was completely genuine.
Cui Qiao said solemnly, “I’d been investigating those who coordinated with D7 to attack you, but I didn’t expect much. Their forces run deep in the Bureau. Zhang Chiguo and I haven’t cracked it open yet.”
“But I didn’t expect a lead to jump out on its own.”
“The reason? That madman!”
“After being escorted back to his cell yesterday, he rioted. He was under solitary confinement—but no one knows how he escaped. In just half an hour, he disemboweled four inmates—seemingly trying to extract information.”
“The entire D7 base triggered a Level-2 alert. Twenty heavily armed guards were dispatched, but he endured rubber bullets and high-voltage shocks, scaring half the inmates into wetting themselves.”
“In the end, three of the twenty guards were seriously injured, seven lightly wounded—and all of them required psychological counseling.”
“And that’s only because the guards weren’t even his targets—he just brushed past them…”
“……”
Listening to Secretary Cui Qiao, Han Su was left wide-eyed.
No, he already knew during the Double‑Body mission that Bowl‑Cut Boy was skilled.
But this sounded beyond “skilled”…
He realized this guy must’ve been helping investigate the attack on him—but wasn’t the chaos a bit much?
Next to him, Secretary Cui Qiao observed Han Su’s stunned expression and sneered inwardly, with a hint of satisfaction: this reckless brat finally knew fear.
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Chapter 151 : Forbidden Zone of the Gods
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