The old ghost of night, referred to by him, was a war criminal numbered 23.
The old ghost of night was no pushover either. According to his file, he was born into a wealthy family. However, as a child, he witnessed the scene of others wiping out his entire family, which awakened the violent tendencies within him. After embarking on the path of martial arts, he achieved great success.
He murdered his master and his mother, committing the notorious 318 massacre!
Over fifty people were killed, and during his capture, he killed ten enforcers from the Zhenwu Division, as well as several Longcha officers.
In his file, it was noted that he always chose to kill at night, or perhaps nights held a special significance for him. Thus, in his later codename, he was naturally called the old ghost of night.
"A vegetable market? Someone like the old ghost of night would be at a vegetable market? Are you trying to fool me? Do you want me to shoot you dead?"
Yuan Gang snorted coldly. He clearly remembered that a crucial point was emphasized in the old ghost of night's file: he had a psychopathic gene!
Genes loaded, personality aimed, environment pulled the trigger. The difference between psychopathy and antisocial personality disorder is that psychopathy is innate!
Of course, such genes exist, but whether it was precisely that serial killer gene remained to be verified.
Therefore, Yuan Gang disbelieved the old ghost of night being at a vegetable market. Even if he was a killer, so what? After being imprisoned in the Mobei Prison for so many years, he didn't believe that his urge to kill hadn't been suppressed. Besides, there had been no reports of murders in Qing City, which proved that the old ghost of night hadn't killed anyone.
"No, no, I wouldn't dare, I really wouldn't dare anymore. He really is at the vegetable market."
"The old ghost of night killed a family with a similar physique to his, disguised himself as them, and sold vegetables at the market. This is true, I'm not lying to you. As for anything else, I truly don't know anything. Please, let me go. I only know about him."
Hong Lang's eyes were filled with terror. This time, he was truly afraid, afraid that Ye Longlin would kill him, and afraid that the information he provided wouldn't be what they wanted.
This time, he felt more fear than ever before.
Ye Longlin, seeing his state, likely knew nothing more. Thus, he waved his hand, "Alright, take him away directly."
Yuan Gang understood his leader's intentions, nodded, and signaled the guards outside to come in and take him away.
As for them, they prepared to head to the North City Vegetable Market.
In the North City Vegetable Market, a man tanned dark by the sun was currently carrying baskets. The baskets were filled with the vegetables to be sold that day.
"Hey, Old Luo, what's up? Coming so early today? Not warming up the bed with your wife? Hahaha."
"Yeah, Old Luo, where's your wife? Haven't seen her for the past month or two. You're too busy here alone, why not call your wife to help?"
"I say, you few, can't you find anything better to do? Does Old Luo's business need to be told to you? Old Luo, come, tell me quietly."
"Hahahaha!"
By this time, the vegetable market had passed the first peak of the morning. The next peaks would be at noon and evening, which were their busiest times of the day.
Old Luo was a dark-skinned man, not too tall, around 1.68 meters, which was considered the average height for southerners.
"I say, aren't you all idle? Always finding something to tease me about. Well, you're all bachelors anyway."
Old Luo burst into laughter, his face beaming with joy.
Upon hearing this, the people around them stopped their work and started to retort. The entire vegetable market seemed filled with happiness.
At this very moment, outside the North City Vegetable Market, Ye Longlin and Yuan Gang gazed at the words "North City Vegetable Market," their eyes narrowed.
"Have the Dragon Pavilion soldiers disguise themselves as ordinary people and go in. Prevent ordinary people from being threatened by him. It's best to have no casualties."
The vegetable market was crowded, which was a crucial point to ensure.
"Understood."
Yuan Gang received the order and quickly passed it down. They waited in their vehicles outside, simultaneously studying the floor plan to prevent him from using the terrain to escape.
"Actually, I've been pondering a question. From what we've seen so far, there aren't many scattered war criminals across the country. Some cities don't even have one. Yet, wherever we appear, every city has at least dozens of them.
So, I've been wondering if this was arranged in advance, or if it's adjusted according to our movements. I even have a feeling that the mastermind behind the scenes wants to 'raise us up' by setting us up to fail."
Yuan Gang said with some concern. For some reason, this thought had surfaced in his mind.
Moreover, this thought had been confirmed by him.
From all the capture operations by the Dragon Pavilion so far, the frequency of war criminals appearing in other places was far less than in their city. Furthermore, according to the Dragon Pavilion's reports from the beginning, there were only three war criminals in the entire Qing City. Now, the number had increased tenfold!
Something was clearly wrong.
Ye Longlin also fell into thought. Putting down the floor plan, he lit a cigarette involuntarily.
A name emerged in his mind: Dark Hall!
Only the Dark Hall possessed such power.
Besides, they were the ones who broke into the Mobei Prison. For the Dark Hall, they had the ability to mobilize these war criminals.
If what Yuan Gang said was true, what was the purpose of the Dark Hall? Was it merely to "raise them up" to fail?
That seemed unlikely. They also knew that trying to "raise them up" to fail within Great Xia was highly unlikely to succeed.
"Let's not think too much about it for now. Capturing the person is the top priority."
Ye Longlin reminded him.
Yuan Gang nodded and didn't say any more about it.
After the Dragon Pavilion soldiers reported, the two got out of the car and began to walk into the vegetable market.
As soon as they entered the market, the surrounding clamor assailed them.
Upon entering, Ye Longlin and Yuan Gang immediately split up, beginning their search for the old ghost of night.
From Hong Lang's words, he didn't know the appearance of the other party after the disguise. But the physique similarity he mentioned meant that after disguise, except for subtle differences, it would be almost impossible to tell. This was very troublesome.
No matter where he was, Ye Longlin stood out from the crowd. To put it crudely, he had stayed in a high position for too long and had become somewhat disconnected from reality, making him easily recognizable in a crowd. That unique aura was hard to ignore.
On the other side, Old Luo also noticed Ye Longlin. His heart suddenly sank. He silently lit a cigarette and decided not to look at him. Although he was terrified, he had to manage his emotions.
If there was even the slightest slip-up when facing him, it would be all over.
"How did they find their way here? Could someone have sold me out?"
"Damn it, if I find out who sold me out, I'll definitely kill him!"