# 856
Chapter 857: Transformation of Moyu
Chen Moyu's body shuddered.
Zuo Qing's right hand, resting on the hilt of the Straight Blade at his waist, suddenly用力，一抹刀芒刹那间贯穿了办公室，刺入陈墨玉的肩头，将其整个人钉在了办公室的墙壁之上！
Chen Moyu groaned in pain, his expression contorting violently as fresh blood flowed down his shoulder.
Zuo Qing stared into his eyes and slowly walked forward, his voice cold:
"Do you really think that standing by my side, taking the initiative to handle all the trivial matters for me, would be enough to hide the truth?
Do you think I'm that stupid?"
Zuo Qing casually grabbed the thick stack of documents from the desk. His fingertips tightened abruptly, and the documents were torn apart inch by inch, scattering into the air like countless fragments.
"Left Commander... I don't understand what you're talking about?" Chen Moyu gritted his teeth. "The Technical Department and Search Team have indeed found nothing..."
"Of course there would be no findings." Zuo Qing stood before Chen Moyu, gazing into his eyes as he spoke calmly, "Because the Technical Department has your people too.
You thought that by using an insider's access privileges, you could perfectly erase that call record without anyone noticing?
The technical manipulation can fool other Technical Department personnel, but did you really think such tricks could deceive Guan Zai?
You underestimate the Human Apex far too much."
Zuo Qing pulled out a new document from his chest and slammed it onto the desk. "The data records that Guan Zai retrieved show that on the day the Mask Squad disappeared, they received a call... an encrypted call from my phone.
In the entire Night Watch, the only people who could access my phone, besides myself, are you—the Commander's secretary.
Furthermore, among the roster for this session's new recruit training, three recruits' verification materials were tampered with, and the last person to check and verify those materials before they were distributed to Yuan Gang... was also you."
Zuo Qing reached out and gripped the Straight Blade embedded in Chen Moyu's shoulder, his voice ice-cold:
"Now, is there anything else you'd like to say?"
Chen Moyu fell silent for a moment, then a smile appeared on his pale face.
"As expected of you, Left Commander... I thought I could delay a few more days. I didn't expect you to see through it so quickly."
Seeing that smile, Zuo Qing's grip on the blade unconsciously tightened. The blade edge cut deeper into Chen Moyu's shoulder, and the latter's body trembled again from the excruciating pain.
"Who else is behind you?" Zuo Qing asked coldly.
Chen Moyu's pupils contracted slightly, but the smile on his face didn't fade. "What are you talking about?"
"Tampering with new recruit files, collaborating with the Church of the Ancient Gods to massacre new recruits; planting moles in the Technical Department to erase the Mask Squad's traces... The ultimate goal of all this is to weaken the combat capability of the Great Xia Night Watch and obstruct the formation of the war's defensive line.
You've only been in the Night Watch for five years—your foundation is too shallow. A scheme this massive couldn't have been orchestrated by a mere Chen Moyu like yourself.
There must be someone else behind you..."
Chen Moyu's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze at Zuo Qing becoming complicated.
"Commander Ye chose you as his successor... truly wise. Unfortunately, some things are already destined. Even if you see through everything now, it's too late."
Zuo Qing's eyes turned ice-cold.
He abruptly pulled out the Straight Blade. Blood gushed from Chen Moyu's shoulder, and the crimson blade pierced into the side of Chen Moyu's neck once more. The blade edge cut through flesh, missing his windpipe by mere millimeters.
"Where is the Mask Squad? What exactly did you do?!" Zuo Qing roared.
Chen Moyu smiled, speaking unhurriedly: "Left Commander, I'm just a pawn following orders. I know far too little... Since you've already guessed the identity of the person behind me, why not ask him directly?"
Before Zuo Qing could respond, a strange glint flashed in Chen Moyu's eyes. He proactively pressed his neck against the sharp blade. The blade easily sliced open his blood vessel, and blood splattered everywhere!
Zuo Qing's pupils contracted sharply.
Amid the blood, Chen Moyu smiled as he looked at Zuo Qing before him. The light in his eyes rapidly dimmed.
Finally, his body collapsed into the pool of blood and stopped breathing.
Blood dripped down drop by drop from the dark crimson cloak. Zuo Qing stood before Chen Moyu's corpse, the Straight Blade in hand, and slowly closed his eyes. His chest heaved violently.
When he opened his eyes again, they held only endless fury!
He strode to the door and kicked it open. Covered in blood, he walked into the corridor, startling the staff passing by.
"Send the order." Zuo Qing spoke calmly. "Open the high-level video conference now. All senior officials must appear on screen immediately, with their faces clearly visible. No one is to move freely. Keep them waiting in the conference.
Prepare a plane for me. In thirty minutes, I'm going to Huaihai City."
He turned back, about to walk inside, then stopped as if he had thought of something.
"Also... have Night Watch suspend the new recruit training. They are to come to Shangjing to see me immediately!"
...
Training Camp.
"Hey, have you guys heard? Something happened at the instructor dormitory last night!"
"Really? What happened?"
"Last night, Li Zhenzhen was called away by Instructor Jialan, then she borrowed a bow of Eros's Arrow and went to find Instructor Lin right away!"
Li Zhenzhen heard this and froze slightly. After a moment of hesitation, she still spoke up: "Actually, Instructor Jialan just wanted to—"
Before she could finish, the people around had already erupted into excitement.
"So Instructor Jialan likes Instructor Lin?!"
"And then? And then?"
"Then, the instructors heard a loud crash that night. When they rushed to Instructor Lin's room, they found..."
"They broke the bed!!"
"Woah~~~"
The new recruits' expressions were absolutely priceless!
Just as the recruits were in an uproar, Baili Pangpang walked leisurely onto the platform at the center of the training ground. The area below immediately fell silent.
Currently, the training that Lin Qiye and the others had set up for the recruits was mostly a combination of physical training and theoretical study, ensuring that while the recruits' physical strength was completely exhausted, it wouldn't耽误 important theoretical knowledge learning.
Today's session was Baili Pangpang's "Fundamentals of Forbidden Artifacts."
Baili Pangpang stood on the platform, his gaze sweeping over the quietly seated recruits below, his expression one of pure enjoyment.
"Open your textbooks first..."
"Report."
"Speak."
"Instructor Baili, this class... do we have a textbook?" one of the recruits asked cautiously.
Baili Pangpang's expression faltered.
Damn, got caught up in the role. Forgot that this class has no textbook at all.
Baili Pangpang coughed twice, quickly adjusted his demeanor, and smiled mysteriously: "A textbook? Of course there's one..."
Baili Pangpang reached into his left pocket and flicked his hand. At the same moment, a massive Taiji bagua diagram spread out from beneath his feet, instantly covering the entire training ground.
In the next instant, countless brilliant streams of light shot out from his pocket. Forbidden Artifacts spiraled around Baili Pangpang like moons orbiting a planet, each one gleaming with its own radiance, directly dazzling the recruits' eyes.
"Rookies." Baili Pangpang stood beneath the storm of Forbidden Artifacts, slowly spreading his arms wide, smiling: "Welcome to Instructor Baili's... Forbidden Artifact Class."