Chapter 489 - 150: Striking It Rich
Even if small fry were caught, not much information could be extracted.
The higher-ups all knew religion was just a tool for profit; maintaining mystery was their style.
A legitimate religion requires multiple layers of scrutiny and develops followers under government surveillance. Once it crosses a certain line,
that religion no longer needs to exist.
The All-Knowing Sect once had legitimate status, but shortly after, they were kicked out for their conduct.
They could continue to develop covertly, thanks to their previous legitimacy, which is why the government no longer issues certificates.
On the flip side, those who aren’t at the core are the most loyal to the religion internally.
Desire and needs were once satisfied, deepening each time until they wore a mental shackle.
All contributions turned into sunk costs, forcing followers to pour out passionate feelings.
They rival spies, so they keep secrets for their faith.
There’s the saying, it’s hard to guard against a thief for a thousand days.
Su Xiaocai crossed her arms, stood still, and asked Porlin: "Are those people’s religious activity areas concentrated in that villa complex next door?"
Porlin remained silent.
To answer "no" would be too distant. They’re so familiar, and she has helped the police multiple times: capturing the Insect Man twice, assisting in catching mercenaries involved in terrorist attacks, and even when things were stolen, she didn’t make a fuss to the police.
Being a good citizen like her is quite unique and hard to deceive.
To say "yes" would imply he’s implicated in wrongdoing.
Simply consenting was easier.
It’s so large there, they’ve prevented outsiders from entering as much as possible, but still can’t cover every aspect, and unintentionally, people die again.
Too many deaths are inauspicious, gradually turning into a hot potato.
The current developers can’t even throw it away; once bought, it’s hard to resell.
To resell, one must resolve the over ten sold villas.
Either buy back the rooms and replan,
or catch the heads of the All-Knowing Sect in one swoop; otherwise, it’ll just sink in their hands.
The real estate developers who bought that land have also thought of driving out the cult, sweeping around.
In the end, what came was accidents to him and his family, leaving their heads broken and bleeding.
Police scan daily, deploying drones and detectors for searches with no results; staring all day is not a solution either, even a policeman died there, it’s awful, yet they can’t catch even a clue of the higher-ups.
Wipe out one batch of followers, and another appears, seemingly endless.
In a high-tech society, how can they not catch anyone?
It could be explained as ’you have Zhang Liang’s plan, I have over-the-wall ladder’; every era has criminal masterminds, the All-Knowing Sect clearly comprises multiple large forces; otherwise, how could the developers remain silent?
There are too many ordinary people inside the religion; it’s impossible to catch them all.
"I don’t want to live in fear every day. If you can’t find out the truth within half a month, when it’s my turn to act, I act without deaths but with lives worse than death."
Porlin pleaded, "Dear ancestor, take it easy."
"It won’t involve you," Su Xiaocai smiled, revealing an eerie little dimple.
Wu Qingqing sensed someone was about to have bad luck again, pulling Xiao Wanzi back a bit.
"Let’s go, let’s go, continue training back." A little while will not yield results.
Finding someone to blame can’t be rushed.
There’s also someone locked in the conference room.
Inside the conference room, Ah Qing leaned woodenly on a chair, calling home, but no one picked up.
Wanting to go back and check, Yu Haoming firmly wouldn’t allow leaving, demanding to wait for the officers.
"It’s dangerous outside, it’s not that we don’t want you out, our outer wall has been blown; there’s no need for me to lie." If Ah Qing left now, who knew what misfortune he might encounter.
When the officers arrived, Yu Haoming relayed Ah Qing’s request.
Ah Qing nodded, somewhat incoherently saying, "Officer, please, go check at my house, my son is still at home, my wife is part of that sect, the insect came out of my pocket, she tidied my clothes yesterday. I’m afraid something might happen to my son."
Some followers are extreme, destroying all evidence, including themselves, after a mission fails, for the so-called doctrine.
Ah Qing didn’t think his wife would be so extreme, in his heart, his wife was always gentle and graceful, handling retreats skillfully.
So he feared other followers would be extreme toward his family members.
Porlin thought for a moment and sent people to check on Ah Qing’s house.
Fortunately, two officers arrived in time; Ah Qing’s wife had already fed the child sedatives, preparing for an explosion to blow up the house afire.