I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 30 Good Night

However, just as he raised his hand to the air, he stopped.

He saw a ray of moonlight passing through the clouds, just right through the window, pouring on the wooden floor under his feet... The light and shadow danced, and two characters slowly appeared.

"Go back."

Below the two characters, a playing card was reflected.

It was a gray JOKER, a gray [King].

The moment he saw the card, Chu Muyun's pupils shrank, he immediately put down his arm, and the short knife disappeared into his sleeve like a snake.

A gray-black cloud came with the wind, covering the hazy moonlight, and the line of characters on the floor disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Chu Muyun took a deep look at the sleeping Chen Ling, turned around and left.

As he gently closed the door, the room fell into silence.

A few seconds later,

In the shadow of the corner,

Chen Yan, wearing pajamas, walked out slowly.

The young man's scarlet eyes stared at the direction of Chu Muyun's bedroom. In his hand, he had a blood-stained bone-cutting knife.

As Chu Muyun's bedroom door was completely closed, the young man's eyelids drooped and closed. When he opened his eyes again, the murderous intent was buried deep in his eyes.

The misty aurora was surging outside the window. Chen Yan turned his head slightly and looked at Chen Ling who was sleeping on the bed.

"Brother... Good night."

He muttered to himself.

As soon as the voice fell, his figure quietly passed through the wall and returned to his room.

...

At the same time.

District 3, Law Enforcement Headquarters, Office.

"Brother Ma, there is news from Bingquan Street." A three-line law enforcement officer hurried over.

Ma Zhong raised his eyebrows, "What did they say?"

"Uh..."

The law enforcement officer hesitated for a moment, "They cursed very badly."

Ma Zhong:?

"Why? Because the blockade has not been opened yet?"

"No, it's said that you are immoral. Not only did you not abide by the agreement, but you also sent people to insult them." The law enforcement officer added, "It's the reserve seat you assigned to support Bingquan Street... It is said that the people in the Black Axe Tavern were beaten by him, and Gu Dao was about to explode."

"Reserve seat?" Ma Zhong asked in confusion, "Who was it?"

"One is called Wu Youdong, and the other is called Chen Ling. Wu Youdong has been frightened by that group of people and voluntarily withdrew from the law enforcement exam. The one who beat him was Chen Ling."

"I seem to remember... Is it the child from Frost Street whose parents were both frightened by the disaster?"

"Yes, it's him."

"Can he beat up the people in the Black Axe Tavern?"

"I don't believe it either, but that's the fact." The law enforcement officer paused for a moment and asked cautiously, "Brother Ma, do you think... he won't get the [God's Blessing]?"

Ma Zhong did not answer. He frowned and put a cigarette in his mouth. The law enforcement officer immediately stepped forward and took out a lighter to light it.

"Is there going to be another law enforcement officer in District 3?" Ma Zhong exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Three of the five law enforcement officers in District 3 are ours now... But if another one shows up, it will be troublesome." The law enforcement officer muttered, "He beat up the people from Bingquan Street, so he must know something. It's probably difficult for him to join us...

Instead of letting him grow up and become Han Meng's helper, why don't we take action in advance to..."

The law enforcement officer narrowed his eyes and wiped his neck with his palm.

Ma Zhong sneered, "Chang Lin, Chang Lin... Your vision needs to be improved."

The law enforcement officer called Chang Lin was stunned.

"Am I wrong?"

"Yes, but the pattern is too small." Ma Zhong flicked the ash off his cigarette and said lightly, "Even if this kid gets the [God's Blessing], he is only at the first level now. It will take a long time for him to pose a threat to us.

Instead of attacking him, it is better to change the target...solve the problem fundamentally."

"You mean...Han Meng?"

"Before Han Meng came, District 3 was our world. At that time, our industry was the largest among the seven districts. Even the current Bingquan Street is only half the size of ours...But since this kid was parachuted into District 3 as the chief, he has cleared District 3 and directly cut off our financial resources, forcing us to go to Bingquan Street to re-arrange the gates. "Ma Zhong's eyes gradually turned cold, and he put the cigarette butt into the jar. "He is the chief law enforcement officer of the third district. We don't have the opportunity to do it on weekdays, but it's different now..." "Why is it different?" "Under what circumstances would a four-mark law enforcement officer die in the third district?" Chang Lin pondered for a moment, as if he thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Disaster?" "The chief law enforcement officer of each district is an important position. Once something happens, someone in Aurora City will definitely come to investigate. We can't touch him on weekdays, but now there is a ready-made 'murderer'... a 'murderer' who happened to land in the third district, defeated Han Meng head-on, and then hid without a trace!"

Ma Zhong sneered and said, "Killing Han Meng and faking a disaster attack that resulted in mutual destruction will not only solve this major problem, but also legitimately unblock District 3 and restore trade with District 2 as soon as possible... In this way, the anger on Bingquan Street will also subside."

"But what if the disaster comes out again after the matter is over?"

"Who can prove that the one that came out later is the one now?"

Chang Lin was stunned for a moment and couldn't help sighing,

"It has to be Brother Ma!"

"Now Han Meng is injured by the disaster and his strength is not as good as before. As long as we arrange it properly, he He will definitely die." Ma Zhong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Call Lao Tao over, let's discuss it..."

"Okay... By the way, what about Chen Ling?"

"He..." Ma Zhong's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, "Don't let him contact the people in Bingquan Street again, so as not to annoy them again... Let's find a reason to let him join the law enforcers. After solving Han Meng, we will be his immediate superiors.

At that time, can't we do whatever we want?"

"Understood."

...

"Good morning, brother."

Chen Ling pushed open the door and saw Chen Yan sitting in the living room, smiling and turning back to greet him.

"Get up so early?" Chen Ling asked in surprise.

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I got up early to recite the words." Chen Yan raised a handwritten play in his hand and said seriously.

Chen Ling nodded, and was about to wash up and go out, when Chu Muyun also pushed the door out.

"It's your turn to get up late today."

"...Yeah."

Chu Muyun responded casually, his eyes were a little dark, and it seemed that he hadn't slept all night yesterday.

"Is your exam over today?" Chu Muyun seemed to remember something.

"Yes, today is the last day."

"Come on! Brother!" Chen Yan made a cheering gesture, "You can definitely become a law enforcer!"

"I hope so." Chen Ling smiled.

After what happened yesterday, Chen Ling no longer had any hope of passing the law enforcer exam... For ordinary people like him and Wu Youdong, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to become a law enforcer through their own efforts.

What's more, he beat up the gang at the Black Axe Tavern yesterday, which was considered to be a complete grudge with Ma Zhong, the law enforcer in District 3, and the other party would definitely not let him get promoted.

But even if he can't become a law enforcer... it's not bad to go to Bingquan Street to harvest some expectations, right?

Chen Ling touched his chin and thought so.

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