Having obtained the evidence, Xia Yitiao did not hand it over, but instead began investigating based on the information provided.
There was definitely a mole inside the Security Bureau.
The problem was, he didn't know who the mole was.
Therefore, the safest method was to trust no one and rely entirely on himself.
Although this would be exhausting, his safety would be guaranteed.
He was just very curious about who had given him these clues.
He hadn't expected to still have “comrades” from that incident years ago.
He quickly followed the information and found a family member of a prominent figure from Wannian Platform.
This family member was one of the organ buyers, or rather, the transplant recipient.
For the family of such a prominent figure, the highest level of guard they could have by their side was only Sequence 6, just like Miss Tang back then.
Although a Sequence 6's strength was quite impressive, in front of a Demigod of Xia Yitiao's level, they were no different from a toy.
He quickly found the information he wanted, and the target and the guard didn't even notice anything unusual the entire time.
Judging by the position of the scar, this person indeed had a heart transplant.
This proves that the evidence I received yesterday is highly likely to be real. In other words, the three major warehouses in Central City should also be real!
At this thought, his expression grew increasingly grim.
The ledger briefly mentioned that the organ trafficking organization had “three major warehouses” in Central City.
Although Kang Ming was barely considered mid-level, he only knew the location of one warehouse, which was where he usually picked up and delivered goods.
As for the other two, they were said to be even larger in scale.
Now that Kang Ming is dead, with how cautious those people are, they'll probably relocate immediately.
This is my chance.
As Xia Yitiao spoke to himself, he pulled out his phone and glanced at it. The phone screen was divided into small grids, each displaying a different image.
This was surveillance footage.
Compared to stakeouts in person, using surveillance was undoubtedly much more cost-effective.
These were all spy-grade surveillance devices he had bought at a high price in Wanwu City.
With the common anti-surveillance methods currently on the market, they were completely undetectable.
Last night, after reading the ledger, Xia Yitiao had slipped into that so-called “warehouse,” but he didn't encounter a single soul, which made him somewhat doubt the ledger's authenticity.
However, his trip hadn't been in vain; he had installed some surveillance devices there.
Today, he had verified it based on the clues in the ledger, and it checked out.
He had received the ledger not long after Kang Ming's death. Since the timeframe was so short, the other party probably hadn't had time to relocate yet.
In other words, that so-called warehouse was somewhat special.
Either there was a secret passage leading elsewhere.
Or it only functioned as a warehouse at specific times, like a market that only opened on a certain day.
Xia Yitiao calmed his mind; it didn't matter which one it was.
He was already retired and had plenty of time.
He set up a special alert for the surveillance; once it detected a person or a car, his phone would vibrate.
He would keep watching like this every day. He refused to believe he wouldn't catch anyone!
Buzz...
Buzz...
As he was thinking, his phone vibrated. Xia Yitiao shuddered, thinking the surveillance had spotted someone, but when he looked down, it was actually a call from the Security Bureau.
This sense of anticlimax made his mood turn slightly sour.
“Hello?”
“Mr. Xia, you're still in Central City, right?”
“Of course.”
“What is your current location?”
Xia Yitiao looked around and said,
“Subway Exit B2 on Mudan Street, thirty meters east. I'm right next to Noni Coffee and Xinshi Bakery.”
“Alright, wait there. We'll be there in five minutes.”
The caller hung up immediately after speaking. Xia Yitiao glanced at his phone, then found a shaded spot nearby to wait.
A few minutes later, a Security Bureau car pulled up to the curb.
The captain and his deputy scanned the area and quickly spotted Xia Yitiao.
“Mr. Xia.”
The captain stepped forward, shook Xia Yitiao's hand, and said,
“I'm the branch captain, An Yu.”
Seeing this, the deputy also stepped forward to shake his hand and said,
“I'm the deputy captain. You can just call me Xiao Liu.”
Xia Yitiao shook hands with them and asked,
“Are you two looking for me because you need my cooperation with something?”
“Yes.”
An Yu said with a serious expression,
“Kang Ming's brother-in-law is dead.”
“Oh?”
“Just last night, about two hours after Kang Ming's time of death.”
“Silenced?”
“It's possible.”
“What about his family?”
“All dead.”
“Very clean.”
“Yes.”
The deputy on the side was a bit bewildered listening to their conversation, but he didn't dare to interrupt.
Seeing his expression, An Yu frowned and said,
“If you have something to say, spit it out!”
“Captain, according to regulations, we aren't supposed to disclose these clues to outsiders.”
Hearing this, An Yu replied solemnly,
“Who disclosed anything? I'm just asking if this matter has anything to do with him.”
“...”
The deputy was completely speechless, thinking to himself, Do you really take me for a fool?
“It has nothing to do with me,” Xia Yitiao answered very flatly.
“Oh, alright. If you think of any clues, report them at any time. Just call the number that contacted you.”
After An Yu finished speaking, he walked back toward the car, arriving like a whirlwind and leaving just as fast.
...
Great Wei Library.
“Here, this is for you.”
Xiao Yun handed a box of pastries to Yin Yang.
“Huh?”
“Take it. I bought this at the pastry shop you mentioned.”
“There's no need. It's just a pastry.”
“Just take it.”
Xiao Yun forced the pastry box into Yin Yang's hands, then turned around and walked away.
Yin Yang looked in the direction she was leaving and happened to lock eyes with Qin Zhou.
Qin Zhou gave a polite smile, his attitude very “approachable.”
Yin Yang nodded with a smile, then carried the pastry box to a different spot, as if he didn't want to draw too much attention to himself.
To get close to someone like him, I have to show my own value.
He often does charity work. If I make massive donations... No, forget it. Let's try something else.
Although Yin Yang had quite a bit of money, he couldn't compare to the “philanthropists” of Central City.
If he tried to get close to the man this way, he would go broke in no time.
This man has deep thoughts. The type of books he reads is different every time, so it won't be easy to find common ground through books. Besides, that would seem too calculating and easily expose my intentions.
While lost in thought, Yin Yang had returned to his usual reading spot. He set the pastries aside, picked up a history book, and began to read.
When Miss Tang comes to the library, he comes to the library.
When Miss Tang doesn't come, he doesn't come either.
Then his target is already very obvious. Therefore, my greatest value to him right now is helping him get closer to Miss Tang.
The best way to connect with someone was to be useful to them.
First, you had to know what the other party needed, and what you could do for them.
Yin Yang glanced at the pastry box beside him.
The first step is a success.
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