Chen Chuan drove alone to the old house that day, tidied it up inside and out, put in a few cans of new tea, then made a cup and came to the corridor under the eaves, slowly drinking while watching the stream and forest in front under the warm sunshine.

In the past few days, some memories have surfaced again. This time, New Year scenes appeared, with his mother, Little aunt, and eldest aunt together.

This eldest aunt was ten years older than his mother and Little aunt. She later married someone from another place. He had met her a few times when he was a child, but she hadn't returned for a long time. It seemed that his eldest uncle had a military background. Later, Nian Qian was able to go to military school because his eldest aunt's family helped.

All these memories were from festivals and New Year periods, closely related to what he knew and felt at the moment, and unsurprisingly, most were from the early stages. Only those related to the Brown-haired Woman were slightly later on the timeline.

This person should be a relatively key figure, possibly involved in the whereabouts of this life's parents and even the cause of the previous body's death.

However, he didn't think too much about it now; what should be known would eventually be known.

After all, these were things of the past and didn't Influence him now.

Instead, some things in front of him needed attention.

The information Ni Qianxi gave him before he returned to Yang Zhi was quite important. After all, without knowing the real purpose of Ferris Wheel Corporation, he couldn't assume that they would give up after one failure.

He had thought before that if they were still unwilling to give up, there would be an excellent opportunity to strike on his way back. So, this time returning to Central City, he needed to make some preparations.

Staying at the old house until noon, he packed up and drove back home. In the afternoon, his younger cousins were chasing and playing there, while he sat on the living room sofa reading. Suddenly, the phone rang. He picked it up and said, "This is Chen Chuan."

Ren Xiaotian's voice came from the other end: "Junior Brother, the person you wanted, I've found him."

Chen Chuan asked for the location and said, "Okay, I'll be right over." He told Little aunt, who was making shoe soles in the yard, and went out, driving towards the outskirts.

Because he wasn't sure if he would encounter danger, he needed to prepare some sacrifices for his Lynx Stone Tablet. Nowadays, it was almost impossible to find such wanted criminals in the city, so he had to look outside the city. He simply entrusted it to Ren Xiaotian, after all, he was very familiar with the situation outside the city and in the wilderness.

And this person was steady and reliable, so there was no need to worry about any problems.

After leaving the city, even after driving for a while, patrol cars could still be seen from time to time in the outer city area, which used to be almost completely ignored. It seemed that Director Guan had indeed increased the intensity of security inspections.

Director Guan was very righteous, and it seemed that he was doing better after taking office, but whether he could do well didn't entirely depend on this, but also on the external environment.

If Molan Company, the biggest tumor, hadn't been removed, no matter how hard Director Guan worked, it would have been useless.

Also, the construction of the northern railway employed a large amount of labor, a considerable part of which was from Jiao Mountain. According to Lu Ke, many people in the village had gone there.

Moreover, Yuan'an Corp dispatched armed vehicle teams to patrol there to prevent problems with the railway construction, which eliminated bandits from that direction.

He drove all the way towards Jiao Mountain. The further out he went, the greater the wind and sand. The sky was a hazy gray, and the car windows made crackling noises. The entire car body was covered with a layer of yellow sand.

More than an hour later, he saw Ren Xiaotian's car parked there. He slowed down, slowly approached, and stopped beside it. He got out of the car.

Seeing him arrive, Ren Xiaotian also got out of his car, came to the trunk, and pulled a person out.

"A wanted criminal from the Patrol Bureau, involved in kidnapping, robbery, human trafficking, smuggling arms and contraband drugs, every crime committed by armed gangs."

The person was originally listless, but seemed to realize something was wrong and immediately began to save himself, shouting:

"Big brothers, can you let me go? I have money, I'll give it all to you. I also know where the boss hides the drugs, I can take you there. What use am I alone? The bounties on the boss and my brothers are huge."

Chen Chuan didn't waste words with him. He took the person from Ren Xiaotian and carried him to his car. Using the car body as cover, he threw the Tanuki brand talisman on the person.

As a Tanuki phantom emerged and drilled into the bandit's body, the person immediately let out a miserable scream.

However, the scream only lasted for a while before weakening, and after a minute or two, there was no sound at all. The whole person had turned into a mummy.

Chen Chuan looked up and saw a pit not far away. Ren Xiaotian had even dug the pit in advance. He walked over and threw the bandit's body into it. The wind and sand were so heavy here that it would be filled in a moment, saving even the effort of burying it.

After walking back, he said to Ren Xiaotian, who was waiting on the side, "Senior Brother, thank you."

Ren Xiaotian said, "It's nothing."

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Chen Chuan, using the car body to block the wind and sand, said, "Senior Brother, are you still planning to take Commissions here?" Ren Xiaotian didn't say much during the dinner, and he didn't know if he had the same plans as the others.

Ren Xiaotian said, "I will go to Central City." He thought for a while and said, "There are indeed fewer acquaintances this year. The wilderness smuggling business is decreasing, and there will be fewer and fewer people. I think it's better for me to leave sooner rather than later."

Chen Chuan smiled, stretched out his hand, and said, "Senior Brother, be sure to find me when you get to Central City."

Ren Xiaotian looked at him, somewhat unaccustomed, and stretched out his hand to shake his.

"I will."

Time passed quickly, and in a flash, it was late January.

Chen Chuan was already preparing to return to Central City. This time, he would bring Wei Dong and Wu Han with him, while the others had some things to deal with and would arrive a little later, possibly in February or March.

Also, Director Lei, because he had to leave a few days earlier, happened to travel together. Of course, he wasn't the only one going to Central City to take office. The Secret Cult Investigation Bureau would send people to Escort.

As for Senior Sister He and Xiao Ying, they would be brought over together after he settled down.

Director Lei was cautious about this appointment. Before that, he specially called Chen Chuan over.

"Some people may not want to see me go to Central City, so I need to make some preparations, student Chen, I plan to make some arrangements here with you, do you agree?"

Chen Chuan didn't hesitate and said, "Director Lei, what should I do?"

Director Lei took out a stack of things that looked like skin membranes. "These are special bionic Skins from the Bureau. The ritual patterns you saw tattooed on our bodies before are done with these things."

He rolled up his sleeves, took out a piece and stuck it on his arm. It looked almost identical to the original Skin.

"These skin membranes can have patterns drawn on them in advance. After using them, you can tear them off and replace them with another one. It's very convenient. This time, I've prepared some for you. After sticking them on your body, you only need to connect the reserved ritual, like this..."

He clenched his fist, and the ritual pattern suddenly flickered with fluorescence, "and the ritual can be activated."

He also said, "Of course, how you choose the node to activate this ritual is up to you, so choose a method you think is convenient, you don't have to copy it.

Besides these, there are clothes..."

He asked He Nan to bring over a jacket and handed it to Chen Chuan. "These are special clothes from the Bureau. They are very tough, and the inside is connected with special silk threads, which are arranged in the shape of a ritual pattern. Even if the surface is damaged, it won't too much Influencethe ritual effect."

Chen Chuan took it and nodded. Last time when dealing with Viper Group, he borrowed Secret Ritual, which was very effective in coordinating attacks, and also played a role in the final killing of Xu Xianwen.

However, he had a question. The use of Secret Ritual seemed to be very mature, but it was rarely seen Martial Artistusing it. He didn't know if it was because of the ban from above, or for other reasons?

After he raised this question, Director Lei said in a deep voice, "This is mainly due to the ban. Although the combination of these two can play a greater role, it may also produce more terrible consequences. There were lessons in old times history.

In fact, if you didn't have the innate ability to resist strange substances, I wouldn't let you continue to come into contact with these things.

Moreover, according to what I understand, some rituals can be Influenced and suppressed by some powerful Biological Fields, including some people who are powerful themselves.

But these are all small-scale rituals. Stronger rituals are different. They usually take years or even decades to prepare and cannot be easily broken.

These rituals are now sealed and not allowed to be learned, because anything involving these will involve the lives of thousands of people."

Chen Chuan understood that in the old times, every Imperial Family in the world had a National religion.

What exactly were they using these Secret Cults for? Although countries around the world haven't publicly stated it in order to cover up the existence of Secret Cults, from what he had seen and contacted before, he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Especially since some rituals had the benefits of increasing lifespan and vitality, and consolidating their own rule, how could those rulers resist using them?

He shook his head, temporarily put these things aside, thought for a while, and took the skin membranes, starting to inscribe the ritual patterns he needed on them.

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