Chapter 507 The Name Taboo of “God”
Jiang Qian's premonition hit the bull's-eye directly.
On the special plane, he carefully read the application for assistance from the Paris branch, and then he knew the cause of the disappearance:
The unrest is the result of the escalation of local workers' strikes and demonstrations. Combined with the recent "abnormal disasters" widely spread around the world, panic has triggered stress reactions and even violent impulses among ordinary people, causing multiple public security problems.
Among them, there was a violent conflict between marching workers and a local religious organization, which triggered unrest in many surrounding areas.
During this period, "someone" an important figure under official protection suddenly disappeared.
Officials in charge of custody immediately reported the incident, and a high-level team was quickly formed to carry out the investigation. However, the strange thing is that after entering the designated area, they also quickly lost contact with the sub-station!
The substation realized the seriousness of the incident and immediately requested assistance from the Special Operations Department.
The important person who disappeared in the first place was Jiang Qian's mother Wen Han.
The materials also include information on labor unions and religious organizations that triggered violent conflicts.
At present, the local law enforcement has intervened in the conflict between the two parties, and the conflict situation has been alleviated, but there is still no news about the missing persons.
The local lawful explanation is: the incident is under investigation and will be synchronized in time as soon as there is news...
But several hours passed and there was still no progress.
"It seems we have to rely on ourselves."
Jiang Qian put down the documents and looked at the clouds outside the window.
"It'll be okay."
Xiao Longnu put her hand gently on Jiang Qian's shoulder and comforted: "Elder Siwen has arrived at the Paris branch today. With his intelligence capabilities, we will definitely be able to find Auntie as soon as possible."
Jiang Qian looked sideways at her.
Xiao Longnu was one of the few people in the Special Operations Department who knew Wen Han's identity.
Over the past year of overseas operations, they have worked together several times and trusted each other. The tacit understanding between the two seems to be innate! At that time, Jiang Qian didn't know where this "tacit understanding" came from, but now he understands that it comes from blood.
Xiao Longnu is Yun Zhongshuo's daughter and his half-sister.
This kind of discovery is so wonderful, your trustworthy partner suddenly becomes a relative connected by blood.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Xiao Longnu concealed her emotions with a smile.
Few men dared to look directly at her without any scruples.
"I'm thinking that what you said makes sense," Jiang Qian looked away without a trace, "Since Elder Sven has personally taken action, of course the matter will be resolved properly."
After saying that, he continued to look out the window, thinking about his actions after landing.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Longnu suddenly said: "I still remember the 'boiling point' theory you mentioned last time."
Boiling point theory... Jiang Qian remembered that the last time they were on the plane, the two had an in-depth discussion on human beings' "turning a blind eye" to people with super-species abilities.
Like the "elephant in the room", people's vision is blocked by their own arrogance. They simply attribute all "abnormalities" to natural and man-made disasters, without considering more bizarre possibilities. Most people prefer to believe what exists in their own experience and choose to turn a blind eye to real "abnormalities."
But this illusion must be completely shattered at some point!
When big changes come, the world will show its true and cruel side, and unprepared people will face unbearable costs.
Xiao Longnu kept a smile on her face, but there was a touch of melancholy in her eyes:
"Human beings may soon realize that in this world, they are not the gods of all things as they imagined, but... objects that may be preyed upon at any time."
"Fish? You are still too optimistic..."
Even though he regained his temper, Jiang Qian still spoke sharply: "The elephant will not even realize that it has trampled on the ant to death."
……
The plane landed and the mission was quickly handed over.
The gentle elder of the Dark Night clan brought the clerical item "Night Hunting Compass", which can track the target person in real time based on the DNA of the target at night.
Before the night hunting compass came into play, the task force launched an on-site investigation in advance based on the custody records of Wen Han at the Paris branch.
The first place to investigate is Wen Han’s residence.
In the years since he settled in France, Wen Han has changed his residence more than once. In the past two years, he has lived steadily in a residential area along the river southeast of Paris's 5th arrondissement; and the location where the demonstrations and riots occurred happened to be in the adjacent 13th arrondissement, Near the Seine River.
Colleagues at the sub-station speculated based on Wen Han's daily routine that she was probably accidentally involved in the chaos while walking by the river.
In other words, Wen Han's disappearance is likely to be an accidental incident.
After all, as a free artist, Wen Han's life circle is relatively simple, and he is not a super-species, so he can basically rule out the possibility of being framed by his enemies.
However, the colleagues involved in the subsequent investigation are all licensed persons, and their actions may have triggered a chain reaction of stress from other suspicious people or groups.
If this is the case, compared to Wen Han, those sub-station colleagues who subsequently disappeared seemed more like they were in big trouble.
However, this did not make Jiang Qian relax his vigilance.
He quickly arrived at Wen Han's residence with Xiao Longnu and Di Ting Wanjie to find out for himself.
Of course, this is also the first time in many years that he has lived close to his "mother".
Wen Han lives in a two-story apartment with a small garden downstairs. A few clusters of irises are scattered among the wild grasses, growing casually but not lonely.
The first floor of the apartment is a standard integrated kitchen, dining room, living room and storage room, while the second floor is distributed with bedrooms, bathrooms and a living room that has been transformed into a studio.
The overall decoration style is simple and chic. The room is kept in the same condition as before Wen Han's disappearance. It is clean and tidy. It can be seen that the owner has good hygiene habits... except for her studio.
Artists' studios always seem to be at a distance from the word "clean and tidy".
Compared with other rooms, Wen Han's painting room is filled with various colors, from bright to dim, from exaggerated to balanced, which creates a great visual impact.
In Jiang Qian's impression, Wen Han's painting style underwent a subversive change, probably after his accident when he was twelve years old...
She changed her previous realistic style and began to pioneer a variety of more impactful lines and contrasting colors, as if she had gone from reality to fantasy, and she has been out of control ever since.
Jiang Qian stood quietly in the studio, his eyes slowly sweeping over the paintings on the wall, on the floor, and on the easel, whether in finished or semi-finished form, and his heart was filled with an indescribable complex feeling.
A common figure in the paintings is a thin and shy boy.
Under Wen Han's brush, the boy laughs, cries, runs, or makes a fuss... Every movement, expression, and even the details of the charm are painted delicately, smartly, and lifelike. No matter how dreamy the picture background is, the boy is always real and alive!
Childlike eyes reflect strong curiosity and goodwill towards the world...
That boy was none other than Jiang Qian when he was a boy.
At this time, Xiao Longnu came to him silently, looked at the paintings in the room and was silent for a long time, sighing in a low voice: "She must love her son very much."
Jiang Qian heard some kind of envy from her tone.
But at this moment, he knew very well that every boy shown in these paintings had nothing to do with him.
"Yes," Jiang Qian smiled, "She loves her son very much."
……
While the two were talking, news came from Honghu Yufei, who was monitoring the surrounding area: From the private chats of residents in a ten-mile radius nearby, he learned that Wen Han was actually a Protestant who had recently been promoted to join the religion in question!
Moreover, Wen Han was not the only missing person in the area. Many believers living nearby also lost contact during the riot that day, including some elderly people living alone.
This is information that was not included in the handover documents.
In the document, even the description of the background of the sect is very brief: it is a small and unpopular sect, and most of its believers are single people living in the 12th to 15th arrondissements of southern Paris.
"It seems that things are not that simple."
Xiao Longnu’s eyes turned cold:
"Indeed, if you can swallow up an investigation team led by a powerful person from all four states without making a sound, the opponent's strength must be at least that of the top powerful person."
"It doesn't matter! Our group is the most powerful person per capita," Di Ting Wanjie looked at Jiang Qian with a smile, "There is even a new priest in charge!"
People in ancient tribes have always admired the strong. Although they are sometimes too straightforward, it greatly reduces the cost of communication within the team.
Several people continued to monitor and investigate in this direction, and finally in the evening locked several locations where the missing persons might be harbored.
At this time, Elder Sven's night hunting compass also pointed out the location of the target person (Wen Han), which happened to point to an area demarcated by the task force.
So, Jiang Qian took the night hunting compass from Elder Siwen and led the group there according to the direction of the compass!
Paris at night fully demonstrates the charm of the romantic city.
But Jiang Qian had no time to appreciate it.
In his eyes, he could only see the direction of the night hunting compass, and when the clouds were galloping, he was like a shooting star streaking over the city.
It's rare for Paris to be windless and rainless today.
Have a smooth ride.
Finally, the task force arrived at the southeastern suburban industrial area and stopped near a small food processing factory.
Listening to All Worlds once again used extreme eavesdropping to quickly confirm the distribution and number of people inside the factory, including the locations of people with super-species abilities.
At the same time, a familiar figure also appeared in Jiang Qian’s spiritual vision——
Wen Han, wearing the uniform of a factory worker, knelt down on the cold floor devoutly with a group of men and women also wearing work clothes, muttering something expressionlessly:
"Ledieuhorsduciel...Ledieuhorsduciel..."
She was mentally controlled... Jiang Qian took a deep breath: "Inside!"
Following this order, the task force with the peak of the five states per capita immediately launched a storm raid!
The clear sky and dark clouds suddenly gathered, and the thunder swept over the waves and crushed them instantly, pouring in from the top of the open factory, invading its interior through every gap in the barrier, killing people invisible.
The quiet suburbs are still silent, only the power of nature is noisy and restless!
With its powerful power, it intimidates ignorant and small creatures...
From the perspective of colleagues stationed at the Paris branch, it took "less than five minutes" for the task force to fully control the processing plant!
When the real-time communication was connected again and Jiang Qian's voice came from inside, all the colleagues present at the sub-station took a breath - the soldiers are so fast!
"Target No. 1 has been found. Colleagues from the periphery can come in for rescue."
Jiang Qian’s voice was calm and calm:
"The bad news is: the missing team is not here."
The colleague at the branch station who answered the call was immediately stunned, with a smile frozen on his face!
Not being found usually means one thing: death.
But Jiang Qian continued: "The good news is: the night hunting compass is still turning, and we will continue to track the target."
"...Thank you for your hard work! Thank you, elder!"
Colleagues at the branch are excited again! The personal presence of the clergy elders gave them a sense of security.
After ending the call, Jiang Qian looked at the ordinary people gathered in the factory who had not yet regained consciousness, and activated his spiritual power of forgiveness—amnesty!
The mental control technique was lifted instantly, and everyone looked around blankly, as if they were just waking up from a dream.
At this time, Xiao Longnu climbed onto the high platform, attracting everyone's attention and at the same time comforting everyone with her fluent French. According to the pre-arranged "script", she claimed to be an official investigator and attributed the incident to a case of abduction.
Jiang Qian looked at his mother Wen Han from a distance across the crowd...
Wen Han, who had just woken up from a big dream, looked haggard, and his eyes were still blank and confused. Jiang Qian was not sure whether she recognized him.
He did not stay where he was, but turned around and headed to the warehouse next door.
In the darkness, the leader of the sect in the four-state and perfect state was pinned to the ground by Listening to Wanjie. Even if the incident came to light, the leader of the sect was still talking about it...
"Really, if people outside see that the leader of the sect they admire is actually a Gaul chicken, it will be the most ridiculous thing in the world!" Di Ting Wanjie teased and kicked the prisoner with his foot.
Although the other party was trembling with fear, he still muttered words in his sharp chicken mouth for a long time.
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qian walked towards him.
The strong pressure once made Gaul Chicken twitch all over and the whites of his eyes rolled upward——
"Ledieuhorsduciel...ledieuganglameiduo!"
"Speak humanly!"
Di Ting Wanjie raised his foot to kick, but was stopped by Jiang Qian's gesture: "Wait."
……
"He was calling God's name."