Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

After an all-nighter, Cloud successfully traced an IP address starting from the internet café. He closed the system backstage, ensuring there were no traces left, and stretched his tired muscles.

“Hey, Calvin, I’m here. Sorry I’m late, there was a traffic jam,” the substitute network administrator hurriedly greeted Cloud.

Cloud smiled and reassured him, “No worries, I was just finishing up a game. Take your time.”

The substitute network administrator marveled at how friendly Calvin was and began the handover process.

“Wait, something seems off with the 25 dollars,” the substitute network administrator remarked.

Cloud nodded, “Oh, there was this guy who went crazy and paid with underworld currency to access the internet.”

He pointed to two underworld banknotes in the corner and whispered, “Have you noticed anything unusual happening in our county recently? Something that just looks abnormal at first sight?”

The substitute network administrator was scared as he saw the underworld currency!

Oh my…

“Well, nothing out of the ordinary…” The substitute network administrator replied nervously, “There was an elderly lady in the southern part of the city who committed suicide by jumping off a building. But that’s unfortunately not uncommon… Could she be the one who was accessing the internet last night?”

Cloud shook his head, “No, it was just a regular young man.”

The substitute network administrator pondered for a moment and added, “I did hear about a man getting hit by a bicycle the day before yesterday and being rushed to the hospital. The doctors said he couldn’t be saved… But the next day, he disappeared.”

Cloud speculated, “Could he have come to our internet café?”

administrator cautioned, “Come on, Calvin, don’t

not find any abnormal people or incidents in the county. He patted his colleague on the shoulder and said, “I was just joking. Let’s get

briefly mentioning the incident of receiving underworld currency at the internet café. However, he quickly added a warning at the end, urging his friend not to talk about it, as it could affect the café’s business negatively

retrieve something, and when he returned, he noticed that the substitute

a month just by

him, intrigued by the mention of

is it? Count me in

substitute network administrator replied, “I’m not sure if it’s legit though. There’s a rumor that an environmental research organization needs people to take photos to document the

kind of pictures? Is it that hard

of the vegetation, the overall forest environment, and such. They said they’re looking for someone to go to Kongo Jungle for this

side of the mountain was Grookey. The area was densely forested, but there was a road that led up the mountain. Residents often went up

“Okay, take me with you

or contact information, as he did not want to appear too eager or suspicious. After

stepped outside, he came face to face with a man in black. The man had a sharp and somewhat

halted, positioning himself slightly sideways as if giving way to Cloud.

do. After

responded with a perplexed expression and asked, “What

black chuckled and scratched his neck as he continued to smile

he turned his back to

wrong

his neck, combined with subtle changes in his facial expressions, suggested a malevolent intent. Drawing upon his professional training, Cloud’s analysis

his true