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Chapter 204: Your Wisdom Commands Respect

On that afternoon, the fourteen selected candidates, along with Fang Tingyuan, the "young master" of Dongyuan, a total of fifteen people, officially put on the uniform of the patrol officers.

Each of the fifteen outposts under the patrol office was assigned a new recruit, ensuring fairness.

Under normal circumstances, the recruitment and onboarding process for patrol officers would take at least ten days or half a month to complete. Completing all procedures in just half a day was a clear violation of the rules.

Previous directors would never dare to do such a thing, let alone recruit fifteen people at once. Otherwise, it would definitely be a major scandal if it got out.

But Cheng Han dared to do it. And after everything was settled, no one said anything strange.

Behind this was his powerful personal authority!

In addition, no one knew that the fifteen newcomers were actually planted by Cheng Han in the outposts. Even these newcomers themselves were unaware.

When they experienced the test of the illusion, imprints were quietly planted in their spiritual sea.

On one hand, this was an opportunity to "make money"; on the other hand, it was to establish undercover agents. Killing two birds with one stone!

With the help of these "nails," Cheng Han could grasp the situation in each outpost.

At this moment, he sat leisurely in the office garden, listening to the report from his female secretary:

"There was another 'ancestral revenge' incident this morning, with one person killed, as well as two 'group disturbances.'

"The outpost where the incident occurred quickly quelled the situation and promptly arrested the suspects, following the handling method used in Ningpingfang incident."

According to the tradition of the patrol office, when a new director took office, the office would provide a list of three secretaries for the new director to choose from.

Without exception, they were all young, beautiful, clever, and capable women.

Cheng Han followed the tradition and selected a secretary named "Ying Beibei" from the list.

This young woman was only nineteen years old, with a sweet appearance and a petite and delicate figure. When she smiled, she gave people a cute feeling.

After Ying Beibei finished reporting the situation, she mentioned a piece of gossip: "I heard that after the fundraising banquet at Dongyuan ended, the Council of Ministers held an emergency meeting.

"All the senior officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Ministry of Finance, and several other departments were summoned to the Council of Ministers."

"One of the responsibilities of the Ministry of Civil Affairs is the welfare of the common people, and the Ministry of Finance is responsible for providing funds. The Council of Ministers is probably discussing issues related to the welfare of the common people."

Ying Beibei glanced at her director with admiration in her eyes.

With a simple move, she forced the Grand Minister to respond. Truly impressive!

Cheng Han smiled and said, "The Council of Ministers is acting much faster than before. It seems that the Grand Minister has felt the pressure from the Xuan Pavilion."

The logic behind this was simple.

Only when they realized their position was unstable would the Grand Minister take such swift action.

If their position was as stable as Mount Tai, why would the Council of Ministers follow behind the patrol office?

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Han ordered, "Notify the charity foundation and make them work hard. They must distribute the first batch of relief supplies to Ningpingfang before 8 o'clock tonight."

Ying Beibei respectfully replied, "Understood," and then quickly left.

In fact, the reason Cheng Han invited a group of wealthy merchants to establish the charity committee was because they were the most efficient.

With so many businessmen gathered together, as long as they negotiated internally, they could easily mobilize a large amount of resources, with efficiency more than twice as fast as bureaucratic institutions.

Even if the Council of Ministers wanted to do something, it would be difficult to bypass these businessmen.

In other words, as long as Cheng Han controlled the charity committee, he could in turn manipulate the Council of Ministers and force them to act according to his own ideas.

From the beginning, he had planned everything carefully.

*

7 o'clock in the evening.

Ningpingfang.

Xing Peng, a new patrol officer at the Third Outpost, hadn't even familiarized himself with the environment of his own outpost before participating in an emergency mission.

The patrol leader, Tao Hongming, said loudly, "Everyone, our job tonight is to assist the Charity Committee in distributing supplies and searching for suspicious individuals."

Tao, the patrol leader, paused for a moment and emphasized, "This is something Director Cheng is very concerned about. I want all of you to be alert and not make any mistakes, understood?"

Everyone (including the dogs) responded together, "Understood!"

"Woof!"

Several patrol leaders immediately began assigning tasks.

Xing Peng was assigned a relatively simple task - assisting in the distribution of supplies and maintaining order at the scene.

Patrol leader Deng Shiwen patted him on the shoulder and said, "The avengers may be among the crowd. If you sense something is wrong, take action immediately and don't hesitate."

Xing Peng nodded, "I understand!"

He was personally selected by Director Cheng, and if he messed up on his first duty, it would reflect poorly on Director Cheng's reputation. That's why Deng Shiwen specifically reminded him.

Not long after.

More than a dozen crystal energy trucks arrived in the neighborhood, forming a long queue.

Each truck was filled with supplies.

The first batch of supplies was delivered.

Deng Shiwen waved his hand vigorously, "Let's get to work!"

A group of patrol officers, accompanied by spirit dogs, quickly entered the neighborhood under the guidance of several community managers.

Xing Peng held a megaphone and shouted loudly, "Residents of Ningpingfang, the Patrol Bureau, in collaboration with the Anhua City Charity Committee, intends to give everyone a batch of supplies for free."

He glanced at the list and continued, "Each person can receive ten kilograms of potatoes, ten kilograms of flour, one kilogram of salted meat, one clothing ticket, which can be exchanged for a new set of cotton clothing at any of the eighteen stores in the city..."

There were more than ten types of supplies in total.

For the vast majority of lower-class civilians, these were the most urgently needed and practical items.

Xing Peng raised his voice and emphasized, "These supplies are free, as long as you come, you can receive them for free!"

This was Cheng Han's plan - to win over the common people.

The Dreamborn Society can only promise you pie in the sky!

Have you tasted it?

No!

But the Patrol Bureau is different, we directly give out free pies!

Simple and straightforward.

But very effective!

After shouting several times, Xing Peng saw that the windows of many houses lit up.

It was the light of oil lamps.

To save money, the majority of residents in Ningpingfang usually tried to use as little firewood as possible in their fireplaces during winter nights.

And with the dim firelight from the fireplace, the common people often wouldn't light their oil lamps.

But the common people were just quietly watching.

No one opened their doors.

An old community manager looked around with a strange expression, "Xing, it seems like people don't really believe in this kind of good fortune that comes knocking on their doors."

Xing Peng shook his head slightly, "We don't have much time, let's just go door-to-door and call people!"

The new patrol officer walked directly to a nearby residential building and knocked on the door a few times.

"Bang! Bang!"

After a few seconds.

A surprised and suspicious male voice came from inside the door, "Who is it?"

Xing Peng pretended to be impatient, "I'm a patrol officer. The Patrol Bureau is currently distributing supplies for free. Hurry up and go get them."

Most patrol officers usually didn't have a good attitude towards the common people.

If they spoke politely, the other party would become suspicious.

The male voice obediently responded, "Okay, I understand."

The door is still not open.

Obviously, there are still doubts in their hearts.

"Bang! Bang!"

Xing Peng knocked on the door even harder.

His tone became more rough: "It's so cold, stop wasting time. Go and collect the supplies early so that we can finish work and go home early. Do you hear me?"

"Creak!"

The door finally opened.

A thin man stood at the door, bowing timidly: "Mr. Inspector, I will go right away."

Xing Peng said in a rough voice: "Each household can send one person to collect for the whole family. Some supplies are limited in quantity. If you go late, you will get less than others. Don't say I didn't inform you."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Interestingly, the worse Xing Peng's attitude was, the more trustworthy the other party felt.

A woman's voice came from inside the house: "Husband, the inspector doesn't seem to be lying. Hurry up and go to collect. Maybe we can really get something."

The thin man responded and went back into the house to put on a tattered coat, then hurriedly left the house.

The old manager sneaked a glance and gave a thumbs up to Xing Peng: "Inspector Xing, impressive!"

The old man thought to himself that he couldn't convince the other party to leave the house with just a few words, even though he was so familiar with the neighborhood.

*

Not long after.

One by one, the common people left their homes and formed a long queue at the entrance of the community.

To their surprise, the people in front of the line actually received a large amount of supplies.

As long as they registered and reported the number of people in their family, and the community manager verified it, they could directly carry a pile of things and leave.

Not even a copper coin was required!

At this stage, there was no need for further promotion.

Because the other residents of Ningping Fang saw their neighbors happily bringing back a pile of good things, they all hurriedly left their homes.

Even the dream masters hiding in the community couldn't stop the common people.

There was no other reason.

Interests move people's hearts!

Fifteen minutes later.

About twenty percent of the residents happily received the supplies.

The guard post timely used a killer move.

More than ten inspectors shouted together while a large number of common people gathered here: "Everyone, there are a few suspicious individuals hidden in Ningping Fang. Anyone who reports one can receive at least one gold coin as a reward from the Inspectorate!"

The crowd instantly stirred up a considerable commotion.

Different expressions appeared on their faces, including surprise, indifference, disdain, but most of all—greed!

Because one gold coin was definitely not a small amount of money!

A family of four receiving supplies worth about sixty silver coins, one gold coin was enough to greatly improve their living standards.

More importantly, this large batch of supplies was a living example. The majority of people believed that the Inspectorate would not renege on the reward.

A few seconds later.

The inspectors shouted again: "Later, the Inspectorate will go door-to-door to inquire. Everyone can confidently report, we will definitely keep the informants' identities confidential."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of certain people immediately changed.

Due to fear of retaliation, most people didn't dare to report in public. But when the inspectors came to their doors to ask, who would be afraid?

Xing Peng watched coldly, filled with emotion: "First buy people's hearts with supplies, then tempt out the suspicious individuals with a large sum of money. The Inspectorate doesn't even need to spend a single copper coin. This set of methods is too clever!"

*

Eight o'clock in the evening.

The distribution of free supplies is complete.

The community enters a curfew state, and no one is allowed to come out without permission. The guard post begins to collect information door-to-door.

Xing Peng followed a senior inspector and learned a crucial clue from an old woman:

"Two gentlemen inspectors, I have discovered an unusual situation. There have been frequent comings and goings at the third house on the right, the Li family."

Xing Peng was taken aback and blurted out, "It's likely a Dream Master!"

The old woman recalled for a moment and continued, "Once, I happened to see two guys coming out of the Li family's house. They were whispering strange words like 'dreams' and 'transformation.'"

Xing Peng and the senior inspector exchanged a glance, both with excitement on their faces.

Confirmed!

It really is a Dream Master!

Xing Peng quickly said, "I'll go inform the Black Armor Army!"

Dream Masters possess extraordinary abilities, and inspectors face certain dangers when dealing with them. Black Armor soldiers are skilled in mental combat techniques and carry specialized tools, making it easy for them to take down Dream Masters.

The old woman eagerly asked, "Mr. Inspector, how much reward can I get?"

The senior inspector stated a number, "As long as it's confirmed, five gold coins!"

The old woman's figure trembled, "So much?!"

Five minutes later.

"Bang!"

A door was broken down.

A soldier holding a shield rushed into a house and shouted, "Li Shichang, you're under arrest!"

In the bedroom.

A man was startled and quickly rolled off the bed, gripping a black staff in his right hand, ready to attack.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp whistle suddenly sounded.

"Bang! Bang!"

Accompanied by two muffled sounds, two small holes appeared in the wall.

Two short spears pierced into the bedroom, accurately penetrating the man's chest. He struggled for a few moments with his last bit of strength before completely losing his breath.

He's dead!

This was actually a tactic of diversion.

The soldier who broke down the door was only there to attract the Dream Master's attention.

The real killing blow came from the short spears thrown over the wall by the other soldiers.

"It's done!"

The Black Armor soldier shouted.

Xing Peng cautiously entered the bedroom and looked at the Dream Master's body, unable to help but sigh, "The outpost is full of rumors about how difficult it is to deal with Dream Masters, but it turns out they're nothing special."

The senior inspector kicked the body and laughed, "Dream Masters hidden among the crowd do give us headaches, but when they're exposed, they're just a bunch of amateurs."

He paused for a moment and added, "The civilian's report played a big role!"

Xing Peng agreed deeply, "Indeed!"

*

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Winter Garden.

"The entire Ningping District has been thoroughly screened. Based on the clues reported by residents, the Third Outpost has uncovered a Dream Master and fourteen avengers."

The female secretary, Ying Beibei, reported the latest news with an excited tone.

Cheng Han nodded in satisfaction, "The effect of the reports is even better than I expected!"

Ying Beibei's tone carried admiration, "It's all thanks to your strategic planning!"

The female secretary was well aware that the entire strategy was formulated by Director Cheng himself. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for the Third Outpost to uncover these guys.

Cheng Han chuckled lightly and summed up, "The Dream Society hides among the crowd, which is their advantage, but also their disadvantage.

"As long as the Inspectorate successfully mobilizes the masses and utilizes their power, the situation can be reversed."

Ying Beibei sincerely said, "Your wisdom is truly admirable!"

As far as she knew, the other two cities in the Tai'an Small Spirit Realm were currently helpless against the Dream Society, only able to passively deal with the constant revenge incidents.

Under the leadership of Director Cheng, the Inspectorate of Anhua City had managed to greatly change the situation in just a few days.

Truly worthy of being the strongest director in the past fifty years!

(End of this chapter)