The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human? Chapter 1342 819: Delivery Gang's First Full Operation (2)
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Everyone claims Luo Ping is efficient, but his speed is downright horrifying. Could he really be that legendary detective?
"Pure luck struck me—I discovered another colleague tailing Lin Huang Jiao Jiao, revealed myself, and confronted him directly. Once I promised double his fee, he revealed everything he knew. Merging that with our current intel made pinpointing the hideout for Lin Huang Jiao Jiao and Lin Pinru a breeze."
Luo Ping explained.
"Who hired your colleague?"
Liu Zheng inquired.
"Lin Chairman's sister."
Luo Ping answered.
In Metropolis, inheritance rules mirror the real world. With primary heirs like spouse, parents, or children present, a sister as secondary heir gets nothing.
Thus, when Lin Huang Jiao Jiao resurfaced, the Antlered Insect's sister swung from utter despair to wild elation, then plunged back into gloom.
"Just like a whale's fall nourishing all life."
Liu Zheng remarked with sarcasm.
"Rich clans operate that way. Old wealth sticks to their circles, but this fresh fortune is our prime client in the trade."
Luo Ping noted.
"So, where exactly are they detained?"
He pressed.
"Shangpin Mansion District in Old City District, though I can't pinpoint the exact villa. Old City District has faded, but that zone thrives; elites frequent it for dealings unfit for New City District."
Luo Ping responded.
"Old City District is your territory—can you nail down the villa fast?"
"Tough task. Shangpin Mansion is the rich folks' exclusive turf, and they rarely mix with us locals. I plan to tap Pink Kingdom contacts for clues."
Luo Ping shook his head.
"Pink Kingdom? How do they connect here?"
Liu Zheng exclaimed in surprise.
"Even the elite crave food and rest. They might feed their minions, but never share their bedtime companions. Calling in from New City District is risky and leaky, so Pink Kingdom is their go-to."
Luo Ping clarified.
"Got it. I'll ring the Queen to check."
He nodded.
"You're acquainted with the Queen?"
Luo Ping looked shocked.
"Kid, the Delivery Gang's network runs deeper than you dream."
Liu Zheng bragged to his fresh recruit before dialing the Queen.
"What now, man?"
The Queen snapped coldly.
"Doesn't 'man' make us sound buddy-like?"
He arched a brow.
"Pesky male pest, what's your ask this time?"
The Queen shot back instantly.
"Never mind, stick with 'man'. I just onboarded a hospital associate chief physician as my guy; hit me up if you need house visits."
Liu Zheng pitched.
Teaming with Dr. Nile was overkill, but Bai Tianshi fit perfectly.
"A hospital associate chief? From which one?"
The Queen sounded stunned.
"What other? Anything less is just a clinic."
Liu Zheng quipped.
"What's his specialty?"
The Queen probed.
"Trauma, but his skills are rock-solid across fields. Plus family secrets—surgery, chemo, acupuncture, cupping, you name it."
He detailed.
"What's the price?"
The Queen felt the pull.
Dr. Nile was decent, but a hospital associate chief carried more clout.
Not even the Queen risked hospitals, much less Pink Kingdom's regular tech girls.
"I need your take on something."
Liu Zheng filled her in on tracking Lin Huang Jiao Jiao and her mother.
"True, my crew hit Shangpin Mansion District lately. I'll share some details, but no backing your moves. If your team gets nabbed and squeals on us, you cover the fallout."
The Queen pondered then agreed.
"Deal. But you're worrying needlessly; Old City District's silver party runners can't touch me."
Liu Zheng declared boldly.
Sure, no solo heroics for Luo Ping; post-confirmation, Liu Zheng would deploy the full crew.
"Fingers crossed. Send your people my way."
The Queen disconnected.
"Still on guard, eh."
Liu Zheng sighed, shaking his head.
He sensed the Queen's push for distance.
Makes sense. Jesters lack heart, actors lack warmth, but audiences are coldest.
Liu Zheng hadn't played fool, yet the fabled delivery man's aura filled Metropolis's streets, often via shady underwear pawning.
Now donned in that jacket, lugging the box, skeleton interred—no one'd doubt he's the successor.
He sought no universal pals; alliances sufficed.
Soon, Luo Ping rang back.
"Boss, nailed it—likely Shangpin Mansion 306."
He reported.
"306? Over three hundred villas there?"
"Nah, just their numbering—only thirty or forty total."
Luo Ping clarified.
"Ah, doable. Know the spot?"
"Northeast corner—bald lawn patch at the gate."
Luo Ping described.
Metropolis buildings echo reality; exteriors stay fixed without permits.
City Hall enforces this strictly, so owners pour cash into insides.
"Good, stake it out while I round up the gang."
Liu Zheng ordered.
"Boss, I can slip in solo."
Luo Ping offered.
Deeply grateful, he yearned to repay Liu Zheng fully.
"Nope. Every Delivery Gang member matters to me. I won't gamble your life on strangers."
Liu Zheng stated firmly.
"Got it, boss."
Luo Ping acknowledged crisply.
Call done, Liu Zheng mobilized the team.
Niu Daji required no pep talk; orders were followed.
Panda griped mildly, but fifty grand in spiritual meds swayed him quick.
Bai Tianshi consented without fuss.
"Boss, one more thing to mention."
Bai Tianshi added.
"Shoot."
"Here's the deal: we docs thrive practicing in hospitals or clinics to peak our transcendent powers. Idle too long, and they weaken. So, home clinic or your pick?"
Bai Tianshi outlined.
"Yeah, forgot. You're under me, so I decide. Perfect timing—I've got ideas."
Liu Zheng shared base-building plans via property buy.
"Boss, I've got savings..."
"Hold off—let me scout prices. Your dad drained his for your save, so settle at home first."
Liu Zheng didn't reject outright.
Bai Tianshi's words sparked plans for group contributions later; shared stake binds tighter.
Team assembled, Liu Zheng phoned Wang Manni.
"Location locked. Moving out now."
He cut straight.
"Classic Mr. Delivery Man!"
Wang Manni gushed, eyes sparkling.
She trusted Liu Zheng implicitly; he always delivered.
"Should I loop in the company?"
Wang Manni volunteered.
She'd hold off if he preferred post-op report.
"Yes—tell them to order delivery. Time it over an hour, not through you."
Liu Zheng directed.
First gang op demanded his lead presence.
Green Shade Culture best not botch via Wang Manni orders, but amateurs abound, so he stressed it.
"For you, I'd order anytime, any delay."
Wang Manni vowed fervently.
"You might, but I won't risk it. You're my sole white-collar asset. Lose you, I'm sunk."
Liu Zheng rebuffed bluntly.
"Even post-death..."
"Stop. Hanging up."
Liu Zheng cut off her wild metropolis musing.