Start By Parsing The Sun

Chapter 91: I Am the Underworld! I Speak Out for the World's Injustice!

Cheng Han was wearing a brand new inspector uniform, striding on the snow-covered road. All the pedestrians he encountered voluntarily made way for him.

This was a common occurrence.

Inspectors held great authority and had a high social status. How could ordinary people afford to provoke them?

Some young inspectors at the Sixth Outpost complained about their tiring work despite not having high salaries, but if they were asked to quit, none of them would be willing to do so.

There was no other reason.

Just the awe-inspiring gazes from passersby were enough to make them endure the hardships.

Before long, Cheng Han passed by the vegetable market he often visited.

Coincidentally, there was a quarrel happening at the entrance of the market.

A middle-aged woman and a vendor were arguing heatedly over a trivial matter, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

Cheng Han approached a few steps closer, stopped, and quietly observed.

Five seconds later, the argument subsided.

The onlookers fell silent as well.

Cheng Han stared at the vendor with sharp eyes, but remained silent.

With a display like this from an inspector, ordinary people could feel the pressure.

Just two seconds later, the vendor couldn't bear it anymore and quickly said to the middle-aged woman, "I'm very sorry. The mustard greens have indeed been kept for too long. Here's a copper coin as a refund."

The middle-aged woman didn't continue to argue either. "Don't do this next time," she said.

Cheng Han smiled faintly and left quickly.

Behind him, snippets of conversation drifted in the wind.

"He's so young!"

"Could he be an imposter?"

"Don't you have any knowledge? The temperament of this kind of inspector, how could an ordinary person have the ability to impersonate?"

*

Shanyi Lane.

As Cheng Han was about to reach his home, he saw a somewhat unfamiliar figure - Zhang Dashan.

That is, Zhang Tie's father.

The reason why he said "unfamiliar" was because this man, who had lost an arm, woke up earlier than a rooster and came back later than a cow.

Cheng Han had lived here for a year and had only met Zhang Dashan twice.

This man had a worried expression on his face, using his left hand to carry a pile of miscellaneous items towards a small car.

And in the car, there were many miscellaneous items piled up.

Cheng Han calculated for a moment and furrowed his brows tightly. "Zhang Dashan has been extorted by the 'Dark Fist Gang' and forced to sell some of his belongings, right?"

The so-called "Dark Fist Gang" was an underground force that operated in the gray area. Where there were people, there would be a martial world. Even the authorities couldn't completely eliminate such groups.

He sighed deeply and felt deep sympathy for the one-armed man. "So many unfortunate things happening all at once, it's truly 'when it rains, it pours'."

At a young age, I lost my father and lived in poverty. In middle age, it was even worse. Life was at its darkest, with no glimpse of hope.

Such a tumultuous fate.

Why did the innocent suffer?

Not far away.

On top of my own roof.

A black cat crouched there, gently wagging its tail.

In this moment.

Cheng Han understood the reason for the police chief's visit.

Earlier, he had specifically instructed the black cat to pay close attention to the Zhang Tie family next door. If this family encountered a major incident, they must notify him promptly.

From the current situation, the police chief's message was very timely.

This was a cat that could be completely trusted!

Just then.

An illusion came unexpectedly.

The Eye of Omniscience was triggered passively once again.

After Cheng Han finished watching the illusion, he recalled various things about this family and had a sudden realization in his mind: "I understand!"

He stood still, with thoughts flooding his mind.

"A few months before moving to Shanyi Lane, I encountered Zhang Tie and his sister several times, but I didn't pay them any attention at all.

"After accidentally deciphering the True Flame Residual Seal, I gradually started to notice them.

"Later, when I saw Zhang Tie being bullied, I had the idea of helping this family, which led to the strange teaching of making pancake rolls.

"And then, Zhang Dashan fell into trouble and planned to sell some belongings, and I happened to appear here at this moment..."

Cheng Han immediately had a clear understanding: "There seems to be a mysterious and unpredictable force guiding the intersection between me and this family."

His gaze fell on the cart: "No, it should be the intersection with this item!"

Cheng Han murmured in his heart: "Is it the True Flame Residual Seal?"

He looked up at the sky: "Or should I say, the sun?"

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Han walked over quickly and greeted, "Uncle Zhang, hello! I'm Cheng Han, your neighbor."

Zhang Dashan was taken aback and looked uneasy: "You... hello!"

Cheng Han looked at the items in the cart, knowing the answer but still asked: "Are you planning to sell these things?"

Zhang Dashan nodded.

Cheng Han's gaze locked onto a palm-sized bronze ring and pretended to be curious: "What is this thing?"

Zhang Dashan seemed reluctant to reveal too much and answered briefly: "A... a small item left by our ancestors."

Cheng Han, at his wit's end, said: "No wonder this thing looks so old. I'm very interested in it. Can I buy it?"

Zhang Dashan waved his hand: "No... it's worthless, take it."

To ordinary people, this thing was indeed worthless and could only be sold as scrap metal.

After all, this world had a history of tens of thousands of years, and there were too many objects that were hundreds of years old, not to mention thousands of years.

Cheng Han forcefully handed over a copper coin: "Uncle Zhang, take it."

In the end, Zhang Dashan didn't refuse: "Alright... alright."

Cheng Han picked up the ring, bid farewell to the other party, and walked into his own house.

According to the information provided by the Eye of Omniscience, this item was called the "Xu Key."

This thing has a history of over twenty thousand years. It is of little use to ordinary people, but for extraordinary individuals, its value is unimaginably huge.

"Meow~"

The black cat pounced over immediately, enthusiastically rubbing against his leg.

The owner has been away for so long, and this cat missed him so much!

Cheng Han played with the cat for a while and smiled as he asked, "As a righteous young man, the heirloom of a disabled family, this doesn't seem like a good thing, right?"

Going back several generations, Zhang Dashan's ancestors did indeed consider it as a family heirloom. Unfortunately, times have changed, and the secret of the key has been buried by time, rendering this object useless scrap metal.

The black cat responded with a "meow."

It didn't care.

Cheng Han shook his head and explained his plan, "I plan to take a 'detour' approach, providing appropriate compensation in installments to improve the situation of the Zhang family."

He added, "But I can't give too much. Having immense wealth without sufficient power is like a child holding gold in a bustling market, it will surely invite trouble."

The black cat flicked its tail.

It felt like it had learned something.

Being poor means giving less!

Cheng Han retrieved a gold coin from a hidden place and flicked it lightly.

"Ding!"

A soft sound.

The gold coin flew through the air.

*

Ten minutes later.

Night fell completely.

A voice of extreme surprise suddenly rang out in Zhang Dashan's house.

"Oh my god, how is there still a gold coin in this broken jar?"

It was Wang Xiaocui's voice.

On a nearby tree, a nocturnal bird peeked its head out, flapped its wings, and flew away.

Wang's mission was complete!

*

"Crackle!"

The long-cold fireplace finally ignited a cheerful flame.

The black cat lay next to it, enjoying the warmth of the fire, its gaze following its owner's figure.

"Meow~"

It couldn't help but let out a sound.

It's so nice to have the owner at home!

Cheng Han smiled and continued talking, "A single gold coin is not enough to solve Zhang Dashan's predicament. The key issue lies with the Dark Fist Gang."

"Although my current identity is an inspector, and I can deal with those scum through official channels, I don't think it's a good idea."

The black cat perked up its ears.

Didn't the owner say to summon the official workers when there's a problem? Why did he change his mind this time?

Cheng Han sighed lightly, "I spent more than a day at the Sixth Outpost. In the eyes of Liu Yidao and the others, I know very little about the outpost's situation."

"They are completely wrong. I have put a lot of effort into studying the outpost and even the internal affairs of the Inspection Bureau, learning many secrets unknown to others."

The so-called "study" was nothing more than deductions from the All-Knowing Eye.

He casually gave an example, "Who would have thought that Senior Inspector 'Ximen Qing' collects protection fees from a chicken coop every month?"

The black cat turned its head, its cat eyes filled with confusion.

Protection fees from a chicken coop?

For eggs?

Cheng Han continued, "There is reason to believe that taking action through official channels will encounter significant internal resistance and may bring disaster to Zhang Dashan."

"Although I am confident in my abilities to overcome any difficulties, there are too many troubles involved. Why should I invite unnecessary trouble?"

The black cat nodded in agreement.

Cheng Han changed the topic, "Last night, while guarding the Illusionary Shadow, Old Niu, 'Long Xingyun,' deliberately approached me and told me many interesting cases."

"One case from fifteen years ago left the deepest impression on me. In a nearby spiritual realm, there was a commoner named 'You Ming' whose wife was killed by a powerful noblewoman."

"Afterwards, he obtained power from a divine being and went on a killing spree, wiping out three manors. The bloodshed alarmed the local Black Armor Army, but You Ming successfully escaped and disappeared."

"The authorities gave him a code name, called..."

Cheng Han paused and uttered a word, "You Ming!"

He chuckled, "Since solving the problem openly is too difficult, why not borrow the identity of You Ming and use unconventional methods?"

The black cat stood up.

It had a feeling that its owner was about to do something.

Shortly after.

The feeling was confirmed.

A large amount of black mist suddenly emanated from Cheng Han, instantly enveloping him.

What was even more bizarre was that although the black mist was clearly in the room, the black cat found it inexplicably difficult to focus its attention on it. If it weren't for its high focus on its owner, it might have overlooked it.

A deep voice echoed in the room in a strange manner.

The black cat's scalp tingled.

It came from the roof.

"I acknowledge the rules, and I abide by the rules, but I will never blindly follow them!"

It came from inside the fireplace.

"Because I have my own path, and I prefer to practice my own path!"

It came from all directions.

"I am You Ming! I stand up for justice in the world!"

In the next instant.

The black mist exploded.

Firelight scattered.

There was nothing left in the spot.

The black cat widened its eyes.

Where is the owner?

The mysterious person exited.

You Ming took the stage!

(End of this chapter)