"Yeah! Damn it, what the hell is this Blissful Cult!" he grumbled, now fully sobered up.
This was no Blissful Cult; it was a mask of pain!
"So now you know what to do, right?" Lin Xiao chimed in at the opportune moment.
Hearing Lin Xiao's words, the security guard fell silent for a moment before looking at the old man watching them like he was at a show. "He's one of the Blissful Cult's sources of income."
"You're the big spender?" Lin Xiao looked at the old man who claimed familiarity with him. "You give them money, and they do your bidding? I suppose you must know a lot."
Hu Zhicheng opened his phone and flipped to a photo. "Seen him before! This is my son!"
"Seen him."
The security guard replied curtly, "I'm not sure if it's this kid, but he was definitely here a month ago."
"And then?"
At this, Hu Zhicheng immediately grabbed the security guard by both hands. "Where is my son?!"
"Taken to headquarters. Headquarters needs a newborn every quarter. I'm not entirely sure what they use them for," the security guard said, shaking his head. He was just a pitiable, exploited guard.
"Where is headquarters?"
Hu Zhicheng had finally found a lead! He asked eagerly.
"I'll take you there."
The security guard’s shift in loyalty was remarkably swift. After truly comprehending his current predicament, he was ready to lead the way.
Meanwhile, the old man on the side watched the guard with a grim expression.
"What's wrong, Grandpa? Did that knife scare you?" Lin Xiao asked, noticing the old man seemed a bit stunned.
"They... they were going to kill me."
The old man finally spoke. The knife earlier was clearly aimed at him.
He also knew that the two security guards at the entrance were sent by the Blissful Cult to prevent trouble, but he never imagined they would immediately point their knives at him instead of Lin Xiao.
The old man stared at the security guard. "Why was your knife pointed at me?"
"I..." The security guard tried hard to recall, then said, "A thought just popped into my head subconsciously, to kill anyone who leaked information, so I..."
He looked at his hands. If Lin Xiao hadn't been there, he would have become a murderer.
No, this couldn't be.
The old man's face darkened. The Blissful Cult actually had such orders.
They weren't protecting their members, but targeting them for assassination! httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
After all, dead men tell no tales.
Moreover, killing a member like him, who couldn't fight back, was far simpler than dealing with the police.
Thus, this psychological suggestion must have been employed.
"I think I understand," the old man said in a deep voice.
"Are you coming with us?" Lin Xiao pressed the elevator button. Speed was of the essence. If they rushed over now, they might still be able to save Hu Zhicheng's son.
No one knew what the people of the Blissful Cult were planning.
"Brother Xiao is leaving. Tonight is the full moon, and they will make their move."