Empire of Shadows

Chapter 435 Dream Crystal [666+12]

Bureau Chief Blue was stating a very simple truth, also a very real and cruel one—

Living in the sewers, don't bother trying to find the truth.

Because hope is more important than truth!

Hope can allow many people to support their broken bodies and live in this filthy world.

This book is first published on the entire network by 𝕥 𝕨 𝕜 𝕒 𝕟 . 𝕔 𝕠 𝕞

But the truth often destroys people's faith in living.

The truth is not cruel; it is only real, but reality is cruel.

When a pair of parents painstakingly searches for their child, only to find her lying in the morgue, pieced together with shoddy thread, is that the truth they want?

What's even worse is that they won't be punished for doing such an excessive thing, simply because they are high above!

Perhaps at that moment, what they want is for none of this to have happened, so they can lie in bed at night and still see that happy, smiling girl in their dreams.

See her living happily somewhere they have never been.

Instead of appearing before them in this form.

From Bureau Chief Blue's perspective, offending a group of Bay Area dignitaries for the sake of a refugee girl is indeed not worth it.

Lance shook his head upon hearing this, "It's not like that, Blue."

"If someone says to you, 'This is unfair,' and you feel that there is nothing unfair about it, then you become their accomplice."

"You can ignore it, you can not ask, watching them slide into the abyss on the tilted scales, doing nothing."

"When one day, you have to face the same thing, would you hope that someone can lend you a hand?"

"Just like that father kneeling and wailing in front of me at this moment, he may have never knelt before anyone in his life, but now, he is kneeling."

"He only wants justice, fairness, and the truth!"

"What God can't give him, I will give him; what he wants, justice, fairness, and the goddamn truth!"

Lance slammed the table, and Bureau Chief Blue on the other end of the phone could hear the anger in Lance's words; his breathing was also particularly clear.

Bureau Chief Blue knew that Lance was angry.

Lance took several deep breaths to even out his breathing, and his tone became calm again.

"Or are you saying, you want to be their accomplice?"

A chill crawled up his butt crack, and he suddenly felt very cold, his hairs standing on end.

He felt that he might be getting old; just once made him feel cold, unlike when he was young, several times were full of passion.

But the constantly ringing alarm bells told him that this was killing intent!

Floating across the phone line, a strong, man-eating killing intent!

He had a sense of crisis of suffocating even while breathing air!

So he very obediently revealed some of the things he knew, "I know a group of people who specialize in selecting prey for them."

"Tell me their names," Lance's voice had no fluctuations, but Bureau Chief Blue knew that those people were in big trouble!

"Dream Crystal Agency, a company that signs female models, in the Starlight District. Their main job is to find print models, and also to search for prey for the wealthy people in the Bay Area."

"Lance, I won't stop you; I just hope you…"

Pa!

The phone was hung up. Bureau Chief Blue looked at the receiver in his hand, his mind blank for a moment, or perhaps in chaos.

He then dialed Alberto's phone. He was not very familiar with the Starlight District. He didn't want to arrange a large number of people to investigate. He needed someone who knew.

Alberto was discussing with Francisco how to distribute a portion of the Cassia family's remaining assets. Certainly, a portion would be kept in their own hands.

But another portion had to be distributed. Now was the time for Francisco to gain support and prestige.

The more this was the case, the less he could be overly greedy. He had to show the tolerance, generosity, and forgetfulness that a ruler should have.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Sir?"

He joked with Lance in the tone of a waiter while giving Francisco a "wait a moment" look.

Soon his expression became serious. He could tell that Lance's mood was very bad.

"I seem to have heard of it; wait for me a moment."

He didn't hang up the phone and looked at Francisco, "He has something he needs to inquire about a location."

He walked to the door, knocked on the door, and several people in the distance looked over here, "Go ask, does anyone know where the Dream Crystal Agency is located?"

Several people immediately walked outside. He returned to the office and picked up the phone to ask Lance what had happened, "Your mood tells me that your current situation is a bit off."

Lance had just lost his temper, so he was more or less different. People are always controlled by emotions.

If people could ignore all emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and not take them to heart, that would not be a person, but a Bodhisattva in a temple, a god.

He recounted what had happened, and Alberto sighed. He had also heard these rumors, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

This matter was very complicated and could, or rather certainly would, involve the dignitaries of the Bay Area.

Alberto had been kind to him, and he would not drag Alberto down, "No, no need; I can solve it myself. When I can't handle it, I will contact you again."

"Don't worry, I just want to bring people back."

Alberto urged a few words, "No matter what, as long as you need me, just tell me."

"I will have our people help look for it too; maybe the situation is not that bad…"

Soon Fordis trotted back and brought an address. Alberto told the address to Lance, and then Lance hung up the phone.

"What's wrong with him?" Francisco asked from the side, and Fordis also looked at him with his arms akimbo, seeming to want to know these things.

Looking at Francisco for a while, he decided to tell these things, letting this young man know how dark the world is in advance. Perhaps it was a bit cruel to him now, but for his growth, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

Francisco's hair almost stood on end after hearing these things!

"These people deserve to die; we can't do nothing!"

Alberto nodded and said, "We should not rashly join in; this may disrupt Lance's plan. We can do other help for him."

He looked at Fordis, "Prepare some vehicles, find two reliable gunmen, and help him attract some firepower when necessary."

"By the way, find a boat, in case he may need to go on a trip in the end."

Francisco couldn't help but frown and ask, "Will the situation be that bad?"

Alberto was also very confused, "I don't know."

He indeed did not know. The Bay Area has always been the true master of this city. They control the vast majority of businesses here and have good relationships with the three major parties of Licarai State and the state government.

Capital is the most terrifying thing about this. They can use money to silently collude an interest network, netting everyone.

But it is also possible that everything will go smoothly. He didn't know; he could only take it one step at a time.

After Lance got the address, he recorded it on a card. He directly called Hiram and Laun, asking them to take people and weapons to directly lock onto the destination.

From the Imperial District to the Starlight District, you have to take Highway 9 via the expressway. Here, the entire city seems to be divided into two parts.

On one side is the increasingly prosperous metropolis, and on the other side is the poor and backward slum. In fact, life is indeed unfair.

Some people are born at the finish line, and some people are not even qualified to get on the track.

This world has never been fair.

He also didn't know whether he was qualified to give others the justice and fairness they wanted.

But he would try to do so when he knew these things and when someone needed him.

The motorcade blended into the traffic, just like a trickle blending into the ocean, disappearing without a trace.

At this time, in the studio of the Bay Area Dream Crystal Agency, some photographers were sorting photos.

Their job was to find girls with excellent conditions in this city and surrounding cities.

Many girls actually have pink, beautiful, sweet, or other good dreams.

They want a better life and don't mind trying, or rather, some girls don't know how to refuse.

They often start by asking, "Can I take a picture of you?" to obtain these girls' information.

They also provide print models for many media outlets, and even provide nude photos for the 'Tide News'.

Some girls always want to make quick money. Shooting a set of photos for the 'Tide News' can earn them ten or twenty yuan, which is equivalent to half a month's income for ordinary workers.

But for them, it's just a few hours of income.

Recently, as sound films began to shine, the company boss believed that some signed female models could be sent to make movies. The value of a movie star is much greater than that of a print model or a 'Tide News' girl.

Of course, in addition to these jobs, they also provide albums for the dignitaries of the Bay Area.

Then they inquire about prices, place orders, and finally receive the goods based on the girls in the album.

For the "talent scouts" here, this is a very wonderful job, easy, high income, and with free girls to sleep with.

Girls who fantasized about becoming stars didn't mind sleeping with them for a night to get more exposure.

Some talent scouts felt that this was simply the happiest job in the world. Even if they weren't paid, they would be willing to work at their own expense!

Several talent scouts were looking through the newly developed photos, which were to be sent to "Trendy Magazine". They constantly commented on the figures of these girls, or someone would talk about the girls' performance in bed. Their laughter was as base as it could be.

What they didn't know was that a big trouble had already arrived downstairs!