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Chapter 91 [90] I am Nether!I complain for the world!
Cheng Han was wearing a brand-new inspector uniform, striding on the snow-covered road, and all the pedestrians he encountered voluntarily gave way.

This is a common occurrence.

Inspectors have great authority and high social status, how can ordinary people afford to provoke them?
Some young inspectors at the Sixth Outpost don’t have a high salary and often complain that the work is too tiring, but if they are asked to resign, none of them will do it.

There is no reason for it.

Just the awe in the eyes of passers-by is enough to make them willing to persevere no matter how hard or tired they are.

Soon.

Cheng Han passed by the vegetable market he often frequented on weekdays.

It happened that there was a quarrel staged at the gate of the vegetable market.

A middle-aged woman and a peddler had a heated argument over a trivial matter, and many people gathered around to watch the excitement.

Cheng Han took a few steps closer, stopped still, and watched quietly.

Five seconds later.

The bickering died down.

The onlookers were also silent.

Cheng Han stared at the peddler with sharp eyes, but said nothing.

And an inspector put on this posture, no ordinary person can't feel the pressure,

Only two seconds passed.

The peddler couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly said to the middle-aged woman: "I'm very sorry, the kale mushrooms have been stored for a long time, and I will refund you a copper coin."

The middle-aged woman did not pester her endlessly: "Don't do this next time."

Cheng Han smiled and left quickly.

behind him.

Just a few words follow the wind.

"So young!"

"Could it be impersonation?"

"Haven't you seen it? This kind of inspector's temperament, how can ordinary people have the ability to pretend?"

*
Shanyifang.

When Cheng Han was about to walk to his home, he saw a somewhat strange figure——Zhang Dashan.

That is - Zhang Tie's father.

The reason why I say "stranger" is because the man with a broken arm got up earlier than the chicken and came back later than the cow.

Cheng Han lived here for a year and only met Zhang Dashan twice.

The man looked sad, and was using one left hand to carry a pile of sundries towards a small car.

And in the car, there are a lot of sundries.

Cheng Han made calculations, and frowned tightly: "Zhang Dashan was blackmailed by the 'Dark Fist Gang' and forced to sell some of his belongings?"

The so-called "Dark Fist Gang" is an underground force that roams the black and gray areas. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Even the government cannot put an end to this kind of group.

He let out a long sigh, and felt deep sympathy for the one-armed man: "So many unlucky things come to the door at the same time, it really is 'a leaky house and continuous rain all night'."

Losing his father when he was young, life is difficult, especially in middle age, life is very dark, and there is no hope at all.

So ill-fated.

What is wrong with the common people?

not far away.

own roof.

The black cat squatted on it, wagging its tail slightly.

this moment.

Cheng Han understood the reason for the sheriff's visit.

Earlier, he specifically told Black Cat to pay more attention to Zhang Tie's family next door. If this family encounters any major changes, they must notify him in time.

Judging from the current situation, the sheriff's report was very timely.

This is a totally trustworthy cat!

at this time.

Visions come unexpectedly.

The all-seeing eye was passively triggered again.

After watching the illusion, Cheng Han recalled all the things about this family, and his mind was enlightened: "I understand!"

He stood still, thoughts racing through his mind.

"In the first few months when I moved to Shanyifang, I met the Zhang Tie brothers and sisters several times, but I didn't take them seriously at all.

"After the accidental analysis of the residual marks of true flames, I began to gradually notice them.

"Later, when I saw Zhang Tie being bullied, I had the idea of ​​helping the family, so I used the weirdness to teach the pancake fruit.

"And then, Zhang Dashan got into trouble and planned to sell some belongings, and I just happened to appear here at this very moment..."

Cheng Han immediately realized: "It seems that there is a mysterious and unpredictable force in the dark, leading me to have an intersection with this family.

He looked at the cart: "No, it should be an intersection with this item!"

Cheng Han murmured in his heart: "Is it the residual seal of the true flame?"

He looked up at the sky: "Or, the sun?"

Cheng Han hesitated for a moment, walked over quickly, and said hello: "Uncle Zhang, hello! I am Cheng Han who lives next door."

Zhang Dashan froze for a moment, with a nervous expression on his face: "You... hello!"

Cheng Han looked at the items in the cart and asked knowingly, "Are these items going to be sold?"

Zhang Dashan nodded.

Cheng Han locked his eyes on a palm-sized bronze ring and pretended to be curious: "What is this?"

Zhang Dashan didn't seem to want to show his stuttering, so he answered very briefly: "Ancestor... the small things left by my ancestors."

Cheng Hantu stared blankly: "No wonder this thing looks so old, I'm very interested in this, can I buy it?"

Zhang Dashan waved his hand: "No...it's worthless, take it away."

In the eyes of ordinary people, this thing is really worthless and can only be sold as scrap iron.

After all, this world has a history of tens of thousands of years, and it has generally maintained peace. There are too many old objects that are hundreds of years old, and it is not uncommon for thousands of years.

Cheng Han forced a handful of copper coins: "Uncle Zhang, take it."

Zhang Dashan did not refuse in the end: "Okay... okay."

Cheng Han picked up the ring, greeted the other party, opened the door and walked into his house.

According to the information given by the Omniscient Eye, the name of this object is the Market Key.

This thing has a long history of more than 2 years. It is indeed useless to ordinary people, but to extraordinary people, its value is beyond imagination.

"Meow~"

The black cat rushed over immediately, rubbing his trouser legs enthusiastically.

The master has been away for so long, I want to die!

Cheng Han stroked the cat for a while, then asked with a smile: "As a righteous boy, a family heirloom of a handicapped family, it doesn't seem like a good thing, does it?"

Several generations ago, Zhang Dashan's ancestors did regard it as a family heirloom, but it is a pity that time has changed, and the secret of the market key has been buried by time, and this object has been reduced to scrap iron.

The black cat responded: "Meow~"

It doesn't care.

Cheng Han shook his head, and said his plan: "I plan to adopt a 'roundabout' approach, to give appropriate compensation in batches and batches, so as to improve the situation of Zhang Tie's family."

He added: "But you can't give too much. You don't have enough power, but you have huge wealth, just like a child holding gold in the market, it will definitely bring disaster."

The black cat flicked its tail.

It feels like it has learned again.

If you are poor, give less!

Cheng Han pulled out a gold coin from the hiding place and flicked it lightly.

"Ding!"

A soft sound.

Gold coins flew.

*
10 minute later.

The night fell completely.

Suddenly, an extremely surprised female voice sounded from Zhang Tie's house.

"My god, why is there a gold coin in this broken jar?"

It was Wang Xiaocui's voice.

On a tree not far away, a nocturnal bird took a peeping look, flapped its wings and flew away.

The king's mission is complete!

*
"Crack!"

The fireplace, which had been silent for a long time, finally ignited a cheerful flame.

The black cat was lying beside it, enjoying the warm flames, and its eyes followed the figure of its owner.

"Meow~"

It couldn't help but let out a cry.

It's great that the host is at home!
Cheng Han smiled, and started rambling again: "One gold coin is not enough to solve Zhang Dashan's predicament, the key to the problem lies in the Dark Fist Gang.

"Although my current identity is an inspector, I can deal with those scumbags through official channels, but I don't think this is a good way."

The black cat's ears perked up.

Didn't the master say that if something happened, he would call the officials to beat the workers?Why did you change your mind this time?

Cheng Han sighed softly: "I have stayed at the sixth outpost for more than a day, and in the eyes of Liu Yidao and others, I know very little about the situation of the outpost.

"Actually, they were very wrong. I spent a lot of energy researching the internal situation of the outpost and even the inspection office, and learned many unknown secrets."

The so-called "research" is nothing more than the deduction of the all-seeing eye.

He gave an example casually: "Who would have thought that the senior inspector 'Ximen Qing' would collect a protection fee from the chicken coop every month?"

The black cat turned its head around, and its cat eyes were full of doubts.

Chicken coop protection fee?

eggs?
Cheng Hanwei said: "There are reasons to believe that through the official level of action, there will be considerable internal resistance, and Zhang Dashan may encounter disaster.

"Although I am confident that with my ability, I can solve all the difficulties I encounter, but there are too many troubles in it, why bother to ask for it?"

The black cat nodded in agreement.

Cheng Han changed the subject: "Last night when I was guarding the ghost, Lao Niu was busy 'Long Xingyun' deliberately getting close to me, and took the initiative to tell many interesting cases.

"I was most impressed by an old case 15 years ago. In a nearby spiritual realm, there was a commoner named 'You Ming' whose wife was murdered by a powerful woman.

"Later, he gained power from Ability God, and bloodbathed three manors in a row. The murder alarmed the local Black Armor Army, but You Ming managed to escape the pursuit and disappeared.

"The official gave this person a code name, called..."

Cheng Han paused for a moment before uttering a word: "You Ming!"

He laughed lowly: "Since it is too difficult to solve the problem from the bright side, why not borrow the identity of Nether and use unconventional means?"

Black Cat stood up.

It has a premonition that the master is about to do something.

Subsequently.

The hunch was confirmed.

A large black mist suddenly appeared on Cheng Han's body, covering it in an instant.

The most bizarre thing is that the black fog is clearly in the room, but the black cat finds it inexplicably difficult to focus on it. If it is not paying close attention to its owner, it may really ignore it.

The deep voice echoed in the room in a strange way.

The black cat's scalp went numb.

It comes from the roof.

"I agree with the rules and follow the rules, but I will never follow them blindly!"

It sounded from the fireplace.

"Because I have my way, I am more willing to practice my way!"

It comes from all directions.

"I am Nether! I speak out for the world!"

next moment.

The black mist exploded.

Firelight shines through.

There was nothing there.

The black cat's eyes widened.

Where is the master?
　The mysterious man exits.

　　Nether is on stage!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)