Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

97: Jianghai City Public Security Bureau, Special Equipment Division”Brothers, the Streamer is going to have a heart-to-heart with a new colleague to discuss work content, so I’ll end the stream for a bit. Tonight, we have a big job!”

Inside the VIP lounge below the arena.

Zhang Ze casually tossed the Versace suit onto the sofa, poured himself two glasses of whiskey, and pushed one toward Chen Hu.

The cynical ”Young Master Zhou” who had been in front of the camera moments ago was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Hu stood stiffly before him.

He did not touch the glass of liquor.

”Have a seat.”

Zhang Ze picked up his glass, gently swirling the amber liquid.

”From now on, I ask, you answer.”

”Yes, officer!” Chen Hu replied and sat down.

Zhang Ze took a sip of his drink, his gaze fixed on Chen Hu’s face.

”Do you know a girl named Li Xue?”

Hearing the name, a complex emotion flashed across Chen Hu’s face—surprise, and a hint of unwillingness.

He nodded, his voice low: ”I know. She is a big fish Xing Meng Entertainment recently ’hooked.’ Her looks and temperament are top-tier, and she was listed as an ’S-level’ resource.”

”Xing Meng Entertainment...” Zhang Ze mused. ”Tell me about this ’Medusa’.”

Chen Hu took a deep breath, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

Facing Zhang Ze’s gaze, he dared not conceal anything.

”Officer, Xing Meng Entertainment, including several other influencer agencies, are merely the outermost ’fishing grounds’ of the ’Medusa’ organization.”

”Their mission is to continuously round up young girls like Li Xue—who are potential stars and eager for fame—using scouts and contracts.”

”The true core is not here.” Chen Hu’s expression grew extremely solemn.

”In the suburbs, there is a top-tier private club called the ’World of Ultimate Bliss.’ That place is the true den of iniquity, and also... the source of all evil.”

Zhang Ze’s eyes chilled slightly: ”Keep going.”

”Security at the ’World of Ultimate Bliss’ is hellish. The membership system is extremely strict; only those at the very top of the circle can enter. It provides every imaginable... and unimaginable depraved service.”

”And most critically, tomorrow night at midnight, the ’World of Ultimate Bliss’ will host an extremely secret ’VIP Auction’.”

”An auction?” Zhang Ze raised an eyebrow.

”Yes,” Chen Hu confirmed. ”But what is being auctioned is neither antiques nor rare treasures.”

He paused: ”What is being auctioned are the ’contracts of ownership’ for girls, like Li Xue, who have been rated as ’high-value’!”

”Once the contract is bought, that girl, beyond the legal sense, completely becomes the buyer’s private property. Their life and death are decided by the buyer, and they can never escape. They will be taken abroad or hidden in some corner of the country, vanishing without a trace.”

Zhang Ze slowly set down his glass. The bottom of the glass tapped against the table, making a dull, soft sound.

”Who is the mastermind?”

”No one knows.” Chen Hu shook his head, a hint of fear in his eyes.

”We only know a codename, ’Snake Woman.’ An extremely mysterious woman; she is the true controller of ’Medusa,’ but no one has ever seen her real face, and it’s even just speculation whether she is male or female. All orders are transmitted through encrypted single channels, and her methods are utterly ruthless.”

Having revealed all this, Chen Hu leaned back on the sofa in relief, fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

He had kept these secrets bottled up for too long.

Zhang Ze remained silent for a moment, then picked up his glass again and downed the drink in one gulp.

He took out his phone and skillfully dialed a number.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. A sleepy, groggy voice came from the other end.

”Hello... who is it... In the middle of the night, can’t a guy get back to sleep...”

”An Yang, wake up!”

”The nation and the people need you, the organization is calling you! This time, it’s our chance to make a name for ourselves!”

An Yang on the other end seemed to be jolted awake by this declaration, which was overflowing with chuunibyou energy. He sat up with a start.

”Brother Ze? You... you have another job?”

”Of course we do!”

Zhang Ze grinned.

”I’ll give you fifteen minutes. Wash up, get dressed, and wait for me at the intersection downstairs from your apartment. Remember, dress sharp. Today, your brother is taking you to see the big leagues!”

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Ze glanced at Chen Hu, who was still sitting upright on the sofa, and whistled: ”Let’s go, Hu Zi, time for a drive.”

Chen Hu froze for a moment before realizing ”Hu Zi” was addressing him. He nodded silently and followed behind Zhang Ze.

In the underground garage, the ferrari engine let out a low roar.

Chen Hu sat expressionlessly in the passenger seat, his hands resting on his knees, his eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Years spent as a mercenary had instilled in him the instinct to be ready for battle at any moment.

”Relax a little, brother.”

Zhang Ze glanced at him while skillfully handling the steering wheel.

”You don’t need to be so tense around me. Want to listen to some music?”

Without waiting for Chen Hu’s reply, Zhang Ze mentally activated the BGM player.

A melody so cheerful it was almost idiotic echoed throughout the car—”You love me, I love you, Mixue Bingcheng sweetie sweetie...”

A muscle visibly twitched on Chen Hu’s eternally stoic, icy face.

He looked at Zhang Ze, who was swaying his head and humming along beside him, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment toward this ”officer.”

Was this truly a Central Special Investigator? Not someone who escaped from a mental hospital?

Fifteen minutes later, the car executed a beautiful drift and stopped steadily at the intersection.

An Yang was anxiously waiting by the roadside. As soon as he saw the license plate, his eyes lit up, and he scurried over.

However, when he opened the car door and saw Chen Hu in the passenger seat, radiating a terrifying aura that warned others to keep away, An Yang instantly froze.

An Yang’s smile froze on his face. The next second, he had a reaction that left Zhang Ze speechless.

He suddenly spread his arms, blocking the driver’s side door, and glared at Chen Hu, growling defensively: ”Who are you? Stay away from Brother Ze!”

Chen Hu frowned slightly, his sharp gaze landing on An Yang. The murderous aura honed from mountains of corpses and seas of blood made An Yang involuntarily shiver.

”Alright, alright, An Yang, stop acting like a fighting rooster.” Zhang Ze poked his head out helplessly and patted An Yang’s shoulder.

”He’s one of us. Let me introduce you to our new comrade, Chen Hu.”

Hearing this, An Yang was stunned.

He cautiously glanced from Chen Hu’s stern face to Zhang Ze, then scratched his head, dropped his guard, and displayed a simple, honest smile.

He saluted Chen Hu and shouted loudly: ”Hello, Brother Hu!”

Chen Hu merely nodded faintly in response.

An Yang didn’t mind and quickly climbed into the back seat.

Just then, Zhang Ze’s phone chimed softly, and the screen lit up.

An encrypted message popped up. The sender’s codename was—”Dragon Raises Head.”

The message content was simple, containing only an address.

[Jianghai City Public Security Bureau, Special Equipment Division.]