After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

Zhong Yao's golden string went into the keyhole and opened the lock in two or three moves. She entered the house openly under the protection of the amber barrier.

The rooms where the children were kept were connected, and the children slept quietly here, with only a little breathing sound.

"He was drugged." Zhong Yao said with certainty.

"I just remembered what Tian Mengyuan said. After waking up from a dream, ordinary humans will become more stupid than before. A stupid child should not be sold at a good price."

Zhong Yao searched back and forth twice, but found no trace of tourmaline and obsidian. She decisively left the house and even locked it back thoughtfully.

She came again to the door of the house where the women were imprisoned.

The guards had gone to catch the animals, and a few brave women leaned their heads out of the windows, secretly observing what was happening outside.

The cheeks of several women were swollen, and their originally pretty faces were covered with bright red slap marks. They looked extremely disheveled, as if they had just experienced a one-sided beating.

Zhong Yao finally went to the bungalow in the west.

Du Beimu marked four words on the map, which were his guess, but Zhong Yao has now verified that his guess was correct.

Du Beimu said, organ trafficking.

The bungalows in the east row are to be sold, and only if they are nice and clean can they be sold at a good price, so it is rare to see injuries on the bodies of women and children.

But it's different here, most of the men have injuries.

Men are stronger, so buying one home will only cause trouble for you. They can't carry on the family line like women can, so there's no point in buying one.

But men’s organs are different.

So, this is the first slaughterhouse.

The people here are struggling in pain, wanting to die but not daring to die. But even so, they remain absolutely conscious and have not fallen into the dream of utopia.

Amber blinked in confusion: "So, only the psychics were affected?"

Zhong Yao sighed heavily: "I can't figure it out. My mind is all confused. I think I overlooked a very important clue."

Amber advised: "The more you think about it, the more confused you become. Let's go to the middle floor first. Maybe mother will remember it after looking at it."

Zhong Yao nodded. She was not a stubborn person. If she got into a dead end, she should think of a way out instead of continuing to dig her way into it.

The door of the three-story building in the center was open, and the two original guards at the door also ran to help catch the animals.

The moonlight remained in the north row of bungalows.

They release one as soon as the moon breaks, or even go so far as to destroy the cage locks, making it useless for the animals to lock the cages; the door will open with a slight push.

"Fuck, why is this cage broken!"

"Is there a traitor? Why is everything going so wrong?"

"Tell the boss there's a traitor!"

"What should we do here? Should we inject drugs?"

"What injections are needed? Buyers want animals that are full of vitality. How can you sell them if they have been injected?"

"What a quarrel! I'll go ask the boss for instructions. Make sure these beasts don't run out of the park."

The three-story building in the middle was all curtained, and there were not even small windows on the doors of the rooms on the first floor. Fortunately, the park was old, and the doors all had the most primitive locks that had not yet been upgraded to smart locks, so she pried them open with her gold thread.

Zhong Yao picked the locks of each room one by one, and then closed them one by one. He quickly finished looking at the first floor, which was full of cultural relics. No one knew where this gang was going to sell these cultural relics.

On the second floor, there was an extra small window on the door of the room. There were ten people in one room and nine people in the last room. In total, ninety-nine people were locked in exactly ten rooms.

When Zhong Yao walked to the last room and opened the door, a person immediately sat up inside.

Zhong Yao walked up to him and included him in the barrier: "Hey~Are you awake?"

Du Beimu rubbed his forehead and quickly adapted to the surrounding environment: "Zhong Yao?"

Zhong Yao couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, and his voice rang out in the space: "Look at Team Leader Du, he is so calm, no wonder he can be a field team leader!"

Amber nodded in agreement: "As expected of the elite of the dungeon."

"Team Leader Du, do you know me?"

Du Beimu stood up and rubbed his stiff neck: "Who in the dungeon doesn't know your name?"

Du Beimu smiled and rubbed her head, seemingly treating her as a simple and harmless little sister from the neighborhood: "I have always wanted to meet you. I only heard about you before, but now I meet you in person."

"Have you entered the dream?"

Zhong Yao nodded helplessly, not knowing how to explain the matter of Utopia to Du Beimu later.

"Then you are better than me!" Du Beimu praised her sincerely, "You came in late, but woke up early."

Du Beimu looked at the other eight people lying at his feet and shook his head helplessly, "This dream is too real. I almost believe that this is reality."

"Zhong Yao, are you alone? Why don't you see Director Zhang?"

"Um, maybe he's still dreaming now?"

Du Beimu had a headache: "What kind of supernatural power is this? Even Director Zhang couldn't escape it."

Zhong Yao: "Team Leader Du, excuse me, what level are you at?"

"Same as you, SS. What's wrong?"

Zhong Yao pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly and summarized Tian Mengyuan's words to him: "You are almost different from me."

Du Beimu cursed loudly: "Fuck! What's the difference between this ability and killing someone's parents, sleeping with someone's wife, and cutting off someone's financial resources!"

Amber: "Mother, it seems that Team Leader Du is not a particularly calm person either."

Zhong Yao: "...Forget it. No one can remain calm when encountering this kind of supernatural power, right?"

Zhong Yao took out his phone and handed the file that Shen Yuxin had sent to Du Beimu. "Team Leader Du, this is the information about Han Shuangjiang."

Du Beimu shook his head and didn't answer: "It's too late to read it. I believe in your ability to summarize. Zhong Yao, just say it directly."

Zhong Yao's eyes lit up, "Amber, look at Team Leader Du, no wonder he can be the team leader!"

Amber knew what Zhong Yao was concerned about. Compared to Du Beimu, Dongfang Mo, the leader of their ninth field team, seemed like a big idiot.

The mother has tolerated the stinky men in the group for a long time. Today, when she saw Du Beimu, who was completely different from the third field team, she was obviously envious.

Zhong Yao took a breath and told Du Beimu the key points of the information.

"Normally, Frostfall should be 45 years old this year, but she has used her powers twice before. This time, she lost 30 years of her lifespan, so let's assume she is 75 years old now."

"Frostfall was originally an ordinary human. She was born in a tribe that believed in the true God."

"Every ten years, the tribe will select the most holy girl to offer as a sacrifice to the true god. Frostfall was the girl chosen thirty years ago."

"But she had a fever the night before the sacrifice. The next day, when the holy fire was lit on the altar to sacrifice her, Frostfall accidentally activated her supernatural power at that moment."