First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

On the other side.

At Nongyuan Xiaojia Farmstay.

Kang Lu flicked the water droplets off her hands, wiped them on her apron.

She pulled out her phone and sent a message to Jin Si.

”Honey, remember to buy some garlic when you come back.”

After sending the message.

She felt this might not be specific enough.

Buy some—how much is ”some”?

She then added.

”The kind that comes in fifty-catty bags, get two bags, remember to bargain, and don’t buy from the stall at the market entrance, the owner talks nicely but their goods aren’t good-looking.””They mix old and new stock together.”

”Love you, honey.”

She typed while reading aloud.

After confirming everything was correct, she sent the message.

This scene.

Was completely witnessed by Lu Ding hiding in the shadows.

The captured shield in his hand trembled slightly.

Lu Ding applied pressure.

Crack!!!

A section of the golden shield instantly dented, ceasing its struggle.

As if resigning to fate.

Lu Ding took out his phone and sent a message to Fu Xinghe.

[Investigate the owner and innkeeper of Nongyuan Xiaojia Farmstay]

Fu Xinghe, who hadn’t been idle anyway, immediately forced his attention to query the information upon receiving the message, confirmed it, organized it, and sent it back to Lu Ding.

Not long after.

The compiled file arrived on Lu Ding’s phone.

He scanned through it.

The gist was that this farmstay was built many years ago, belonged to Kang Lu as pre-marital property, and after marriage, Jin Si contributed money and effort to renovate it.

What followed were numerous details.

Along with personal information about Jin Si and Kang Lu.

From the documents and previous data from eliminating Jin Si, this person’s information was fabricated.

But as for Kang Lu... she was an honest person.

Ordinary background, ordinary cultivation level.

On this point, Lu Ding still trusted his own firsthand judgment.

From the first moment he saw Kang Lu, he knew she wasn’t a master.

That wasn’t even rigorous enough.

In other words, she was very weak.

And very diligent.

Even after many years of marriage to Jin Si, she hadn’t enjoyed any illegal profits from Jin Si’s activities as a Wuwang member causing trouble.

All assets roughly matched the farmstay’s general operations.

The only slightly questionable thing in the documents was that she had a childhood friend who was a 749 Bureau investigator.

And this childhood friend died in battle against Wuwang demons.

This time of death was relatively close to when Jin Si appeared under the Wuwang alias ”Retreating Sea Carrying Mountains.”

It was also relatively close to when the two got married.

It was because of that childhood friend’s death that Kang Lu married Jin Si.

This inevitably made Lu Ding ponder a bit more.

But since this happened long ago, and among the parties involved, Jin Si died by his hand, while that investigator died in the line of duty.

It seemed... there was no need to dwell on it further.

Lu Ding looked at the information on his phone.

”A normal person, yet family member of a Wuwang member, doesn’t commit evil deeds, nor enjoyed benefits from Jin Si’s wrongdoing...”

As for the funds for renovating the farmstay...

It really wasn’t Lu Ding defending Jin Si—the amount truly wasn’t much.

Even compared to Jin Si’s identity as a Wuwang member, the money seemed pitiful.

When doing bad things, stealing or robbing somewhere would yield far more than this money?

Moreover, according to the information, this farmstay wasn’t purely for profit or commercialization, but more for rural living.

Under all these conditions.

Lu Ding felt he could be more tactful; Jin Si’s matters should rest with Jin Si.

But he needed to remain vigilant here.

After all, the Wuwang organization lacked humanity...

With information swirling in his mind, Lu Ding considered that the distance from this farmstay to Xiankong Town wasn’t short, and Jin Si went alone.

He felt this situation was more like a mission to recover a member’s body.

The mission failed, Jin Si died.

Then his family...

Lu Ding didn’t understand how Wuwang operated internally.

But he felt that for this kind of whimsical, pleasure-seeking organization, he needed to guard against massacres and prepare for ambushes.

Thinking this, he looked at the golden shield in his hand.

”I don’t know if you have consciousness, but if you do, listen clearly: I can temporarily determine your wife is innocent, but I can’t let you two meet.”

There was something Lu Ding didn’t say, to avoid triggering any contingency plans.

He didn’t believe Jin Si throwing the shield toward the farmstay direction was meaningless.

He continued.

”I can relay your final words. I’ll only give you three seconds. Speak quickly if you have something to say. If not, I’ll shatter you.”

Although this thing looked decent.

Was a good item.

But Lu Ding had no intention of keeping it—who knew if it was like He Chenguang’s gun with left-leaning ballistics.

Better to shatter it.

If he weren’t a 749 Bureau investigator, he could sell it off—the no-after-sales kind.

But he just happened to hold the identity of a 749 Bureau investigator.

Doing such things wasn’t proper, could potentially harm others, and damage his image.

Forget it.

Two seconds passed.

Within the golden shield, Jin Si’s residual consciousness sighed slightly; originally, it wanted to see his wife one last time, explain everything, then bid farewell to this world.

Now...

The shield shook.

Jin Si’s remnant consciousness emerged.

Lu Ding thought to himself: ”As expected.”

He saw.

Jin Si’s remnant consciousness bowed deeply to Lu Ding before speaking: ”I won’t last long, so I’ll be brief.”

”Thank you for not implicating my wife. She’s innocent. She didn’t know about me joining Wuwang, and never received any benefits from Wuwang through me.”

”I’m not excusing what I’ve done, but everything I did wasn’t for monetary gain—it was truly one wrong step leading to another, no turning back once the arrow leaves the bow.”

”I hope you can tell my wife that I love her, and I’m sorry.”

”Regarding Meng Fei’s matter—while I didn’t do it personally, it was intricately connected to me joining Wuwang.”

Meng Fei was Kang Lu’s childhood friend who died in the line of duty.

Lu Ding’s earlier suspicion was now confirmed by the involved party himself.

He nodded: ”I understand. Anything else?”

Jin Si’s remnant consciousness gradually turned transparent.

”As repayment, I can give you the secret technique to enter Wuwang’s Nowhere Room.”

Since Lu Ding could act with such principle.

Then he, Jin Si, could do the same.

He was about to die now, and earlier, he had already requested to leave the Wuwang organization.

In other words.

He had repaid Wuwang with his life—not only did he not owe Wuwang anything, but over the years, Wuwang had actually profited greatly from him, yet still clung to him afterward.

Now that he was going to die.

Might as well—who cares about the floods after death.

Screw it.

This was the final shudder of this lifetime.

This statement piqued Lu Ding’s interest.

”What’s the Nowhere Room?”

A new term—hadn’t heard of it before.

Jin Si told him: ”The Nowhere Room is similar to chat software on phones, but different in that phones use networks, while the Nowhere Room uses secret technique links—ubiquitous, accessible anytime, anywhere through consciousness.”