Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 26: Kill the prophet

"Arbiter" Chuck, the most powerful figure in the southern city, a godfather-like character in the underworld.

Dressed in exquisite brown suit, heavy woolen coat, low-crowned hat, thick sideburns... Although not very tall, his muscular arms and sharp facial features, along with his deep wolf-like eyes, give off a dignified and steady aura, like a mountain.

This president of the "Steel Cross Society" fulfills every image of a mafia boss that Su'en had imagined.

......

Seeing the president approaching, the members of the Cross Society greeted him one after another, saying, "President!"

"You all have worked hard."

Chuck nodded to the crowd and looked at the unconscious captive on the ground.

Qiantiao, who was standing by, took the initiative to explain, "This guy tried to commit suicide when he couldn't escape earlier, but I stopped him. He looks unfamiliar and should be a mercenary from the northern city."

In the outer city of Old Lingdun, there are three major gangs that dominate the east, west, and south districts respectively. As the northern district is close to the inner city, it is still managed by the urban security department and no major gangs can reach there.

As the buffer zone between the slums and the inner city, the various forces in the northern district are complex, and various neutral organizations such as the "Mercenary Guild," "Alchemy Guild," "Wilderness Hunting Guild," and "Professional Guild" are also gathered there...

Except for the three major gangs, most of the "professionals" in the outer city are mixing in the northern district, and there are also many experts.

The people who attacked the headquarters of the Cross Society this time seemed to be a mercenary group from the northern city.

Upon hearing this, Chuck didn't know what he was thinking and nodded, "Hmm."

He said in a calm tone, "These guys used a black scythe to break open the door of the vault. It should be the same forbidden item that appeared in the auction house in the inner city a few years ago, the 'Night Black Scythe of Supnos.'"

Upon hearing this, several captains seemed to remember something. Their brows furrowed slightly, but they also showed a sudden realization.

Only that forbidden item could open the vault door in a short amount of time.

At this moment, Chuck frowned and said seriously, "The 'forbidden item' cannot be put into a storage ring. It is a big target. People can leave, but the thing must not leave the southern city! Notify the brothers below to immediately seal off the city district. No one should be allowed to escape."

The captains responded one after another, saying, "Yes, President!"

.......

The support team on Green Street originally did not have the qualifications to listen to the decisions of the gang's high-level members, but because they arrived too early, they happened to be in front of the headquarters building.

Upon hearing President Chuck's order, they immediately took action and prepared to return to Green Street to fortify their defenses.

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The motorcycles started, just about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, Qiantiao thought of something and threw the unconscious captive onto one of the bright open-top motorcycles, saying, "Kay, take this guy to the interrogation room."

"Okay!"

Kay nodded and instructed a few people to tie up the captive.

The gang's interrogation room was just three blocks away, which was on the way.

After the group of people from Green Street left, the captains also left one after another, each going to their respective patrol areas.

Leaving President Chuck alone standing in place, he looked at the mist-covered district in the distance, deep in thought.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth walked over and reported, "President, the investigation has been completed. We killed four of the seven people who entered the vault earlier and captured one. But the 'thing' was also lost, probably taken away by the guy with the scythe. As for the last one, he might be..."

Chuck didn't wait for him to finish and waved his hand, saying, "I know."

No one saw it, but upon hearing these words, a hint of sigh flashed in the eyes of this mafia godfather with a notorious reputation.

.......

The convoy on Green Street was heading back on the return journey.

Unlike the tense atmosphere when they came, the car was now filled with joy.

Captain Kay also announced some good news, saying, "Brothers, Boss Smoker just said that everyone who participated in the mission will receive a bonus of 50,000 each. And for our team from Green Street, we will receive an additional bonus of 50,000!"

"Hahaha, Boss Smoker is mighty! Captain is mighty!"

Laughter filled the convoy.

100,000 lisuo was equivalent to five months' salary for everyone. For ordinary gang members, it was definitely a huge sum of money.

Although six gang members died and more than ten were injured in the battle on the bridge earlier, it didn't seem like a big deal to these gang members who were accustomed to death and bloodshed. The lives of most people in the outer city were not worth 100,000, including them.

If they could survive, they would continue to enjoy themselves.

Even those with minor injuries could be healed with a healing potion. Even those with severed limbs could use the 100,000 bonus to install a mechanical prosthetic limb and enjoy themselves in the pleasure district of Green Street for several months...

Listening to the cheers and shouts of the crowd, Su'en also had a smile on his face.

On his first day joining the gang, he encountered so many things, which really surprised him.

Indeed...

The high risks and casualties in the mafia were not just empty words.

But the rewards were also proportional.

However, Su'en felt that this kind of life was not bad either.

It made him feel the long-lost thrill.

In his previous life, he spent several years in a juvenile correctional facility undergoing mental therapy until he could perfectly control his emotions before being released.

The "illness" seemed to have been cured, but he rarely felt the adrenaline rush of excitement anymore. Even the most terrifying movies and games rarely made his heart have any significant waves, and as time went on, the sense of boredom became more severe, and the joy in life became less and less.

On the contrary, this cruel underground world made Su'en feel satisfied.

......

Lost in his thoughts, his mind drifted away.

"A surprise attack on the headquarters of the Cross Society turned out to be surrounded and killed by the president and the executives. The high-level members of the gang are quite capable..."

Su'en sighed in his heart and thought of the several "important figures" he had seen before.

President "Arbiter" Chuck, as well as the executives "Four-Armed Rakshasa" Thirteen, "Smoker" Sambu Kacinski, and "Night Angel" Goethe Amato...

Each one of them was a second-order or higher professional, not only powerful but also now appearing as flesh-and-blood characters.

The term "mafia" alone could not fully describe them.

However, suddenly.

Su'en didn't know what he was thinking, and his gaze suddenly fell on the captive from the raid. His thoughts instinctively started playing a game of deduction.

Who could the enemy be?

Is it the "Raven Gang," their long-time rival, or the "Steam Party"?

But from the current situation, almost all those who participated in this operation were mercenaries from the northern city, so it was unlikely that the two major gangs were directly involved or had a significant role.

For such well-funded mercenaries, they were probably... important figures from the inner city.

Also, why did they attack the warehouse of the headquarters?

It was not worth it just for simple robbery.

With this free time, robbing the rich would be much easier than robbing the mafia.

The target of these mercenaries should be a very important and special item in the warehouse...

Connecting the limited clues together, Su'en quickly deduced some truths in his mind.

However, he wasn't interested in delving deeper.

After all, he didn't want to and didn't have the ability to get involved in the affairs of the gang's high-level members.

"But then again, why would these mercenaries, who clearly know that the Cross Society's high-level members are formidable, choose to pick a fight?"

Su'en thought of some interesting things.

Judging from the calm expressions of the executives earlier, it probably didn't take much effort to deal with that group of mercenaries.

So where did the enemies get their confidence from?

"Oh, wait, that person said earlier that the president and the others just returned... which means that the enemies caught the gang's high-level members off guard when they were not in the city. However, the president and the executives were actually already lurking in the city, waiting for the trapped turtle?"

Su'en felt that things seemed to be getting more complicated.

No one would be idle enough to play the empty city strategy and get beaten up. After all, the breach of the gang's headquarters was like being slapped in the face. For the "Steel Cross Society," one of the three major gangs, even if the losses could be recovered, it was not a glorious event.

Therefore, Su'en came to the conclusion: "If the high-level members of the gang were playing a trick, it must be for some purpose..."

Such as:

Establishing dominance?

Or maybe capturing an inside traitor?

With such a large-scale invasion, there must have been support within the Cross Society...

Su'en thought so and became puzzled, "Hmm... that doesn't seem right."

Suddenly, he looked at the captive who was still unconscious, and a random thought popped into his mind, "If there really is an inside traitor in the gang, according to the normal plot, someone should come and kill him to silence him. The plot feels incomplete without it..."

The interrogation room was just three blocks away. If they didn't kill this captive on the way, it would be difficult to do so once he was inside. By then, the identity of the traitor would definitely be exposed.

It was probably a case of "seek and you shall find."

As soon as this thought arose in Su'en's mind, a gunshot rang out like thunder.

In the next moment, the captive in the front car had his head blown open.

"..."

Su'en watched the bloody scene in front of him, his face twitching.

He immediately realized that he seemed to have guessed correctly.