The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 283 - 282 Private Meeting
Chapter 283: Chapter 282: Private Meeting Chapter 283 -282: Private Meeting Yi Chen slept straight through to noon the next day.
By the time he awoke, Jin was no longer by his side; only a note was left on the door – “I am handling some matters.”
“Is it because the meat-making was a success, and she’s gone to gather more imitation meat today? I slept so soundly, not dreaming really is wonderful…”
However, no sooner had Yi Chen spoken these words than he felt something was off.
Because he realized that at this particular time, he must not judge whether he was dreaming based on his feelings alone; verification was necessary. He quickly contacted Yellow Skin in the clothing area to confirm the contract connection between them before he could relax.
As he walked down from the apartment building, the odd sensation from the day before, such as the glimpse of someone smiling in his peripheral vision, had completely dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
After casually dining at a restaurant for breakfast,
he changed his outfit into the form of a hooded long robe and constructed a silver mask to cover his face,
Yi Chen even used his perfect control over his physical body to change his everyday demeanor and movements, even altering his walking posture.
He also manipulated his muscles to compress and curl, causing his entire frame to stoop slightly and appear shorter.
Unless observed closely by someone of Principal Desline’s caliber, no one would recognize Yi Chen’s identity.
[Rothka Street – No. 83]
This street was located in the middle level area, even bordering the trade district, with a higher-than-average flow of people.
Yi Chen was also quite curious as to why they chose such a conspicuous place to meet? Wouldn’t the lower level area, especially streets with few visitors like the Nameless Clothing Store, be the ideal meeting place?
Harboring these doubts, Yi Chen soon found the corresponding location.
A brass doorplate hung on the door, and the site in front of him was neither a shop nor a residential building but a raw material factory.
The factory was set inside a rock wall, with a rather spacious internal area.
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Yi Chen knocked on the front door, and was quickly greeted by a sturdy gentleman in factory attire, from whom he could even detect a faint scent of meat.
“Hello! Do you have a raw material collection certificate? If not, please take your shop’s business license across the street to the wholesale testing department and submit an application for raw material collection.”
“I just want to take a look around, can you serve as a temporary guide?”
As Yi Chen uttered these words, his gaze was fixed on the man.
The Grape combined with Madness Brain emitted a wave of psychic interference, as if conveying a steel stamp through Vision, directly branding the man’s Thought.
“Please, come in.”
When Yi Chen set foot inside the raw material factory, the scene within caused his expression to instantly freeze.
On the electrically powered assembly line, workers clad in uniforms, wearing gloves, masks, and headscarves, were busy processing various food raw materials, mostly meat.
A tall employee beside him began to introduce the place to Yi Chen:
“Our establishment here has been approved by the Organization, the second-largest meat raw material factory in Zion.
The raw materials mainly come from the ‘protection fees’ paid by cities under Gentleman protection, with many livestock-rich towns and villages providing us with plenty of healthy animals each month.
A large portion of the submitted animals are allocated to our facility, where after slaughtering, meat packaging, and inspection, some of the meat is directly supplied to merchants with raw material collection permits.
The rest is processed with low-temperature freezing for long-term storage in warehouses, as a precaution against famine.”
“Is all the meat product quality inspection completed here?”
The employee proudly patted his chest, “All the meat produced from our facility undergoes rigorous inspection and is stamped. Any meat with even slight imperfections or that carries bacteria is directly destroyed.
For decades, the meat distributed from our facility has been without issues, with many high-level restaurants placing advanced orders for high-level meat here.”
“After inspection, the meat flows directly to the market, with no further inspections?”
“Yes, some shops might do their own checks, right? But it’s entirely unnecessary. The animals transported from outside undergo strict biosecurity examinations upon entering the city, and with our meticulous inspection of each piece of meat here, there can be no problems.”
“Who is responsible for the inspections here?”
“Director Marsin Bangu. She is a professional epidemic inspector assigned by the Organization. All meat entering and leaving goes through her direct or indirect inspection.”
“Take me to meet her.”
“Alright.”
Walking inside the factory, Yi Chen fixated on the cuts of meat being packaged on the conveyor belt, which reminded him of the dinner with his team members from the previous day, causing a slight discomfort in his stomach.
As his gaze shifted away from the meat, he caught a glimpse of what seemed like a smile being squished into the creases on the surface of the meat with his peripheral vision.
An employee gently knocked on the factory’s central office door, located on the Second Floor.
“Director Marsin, someone wishes to see you.”
Generally, such a request for a meeting without specifying the visitor or explaining the situation would be immediately rejected, and the employee might even face repercussions.
But… creak!
The door cracked open without any response.
The employee, assigned as the guide, saw this as his cue to turn around and leave.
Cloaked from head to toe, Yi Chen cautiously pushed open the cold iron door… and instead of the danger he had anticipated, he found the office surprisingly well-lit,
with illumination fixtures on the ceiling, the walls, and even on the desk.
A dark-skinned woman sat inside the office. Next to her, on a cabinet, were three trophies shaped like steaks, awarded for being the annual Best Meat Quality Inspector.
Before Yi Chen could speak, the other party posed a question:
“By controlling the thoughts of my staff to come here, who are you, and what is your purpose? If this is an illegal intrusion, I have the right to report directly to the organization.”
Yi Chen didn’t say much,
closed the door, came over to the desk, and sat down, leaning forward,
he drew out a special card from a hidden pocket—a card he had brought from a nightmare. If he had approached the wrong person, Yi Chen would proceed with a memory wipe.
As the card was displayed before her, it was as if a ‘mechanism’ had been wholly activated.
Ink-like smoke suddenly erupted from the dark-skinned woman’s pupils, filling the office space and even eradicating the ‘structure of doors and windows,’ thus transforming it into a completely isolated chamber.
The dark-skinned woman’s head slowly tilted back with cracking sounds from her cervical vertebrae, reaching an unbelievable angle, and then violently smashed into the metal surface of the desk.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
One, two, three times, with each blow came the sound of blood splattering and bones shattering.
Until her face was completely shattered and stuck to the desk,
the director not only didn’t die, she even retained a smile.
Then she reached up to the dirty braids on her head, brutally pulling them all out, revealing the bloody sockets on her scalp.
At this moment,
the director’s head was completely destroyed, and then something unbelievable happened.
From the cracks in her shattered face, fine nightmare tentacles grew out, reshaping the entire face.
The holes in her scalp from where the hair had been yanked out emitted the nightmare’s ink-like smoke, as a new set of smooth black and white hair quickly grew out.
One side was black, and the other white,
and they were even tied into a somewhat ‘cute’ pair of twin tails.
When the director’s facial reconstruction was complete and she lifted her head, a young woman’s face appeared, with a pale complexion and black makeup, looking in her early twenties, or perhaps even younger.
A voice that seemed to blend different female tones emanated from her mouth, and upon careful analysis could yield hundreds or even thousands of distinct voices:
“I didn’t expect you to really come~ And you even went to the trouble of disguising yourself, how considerate, haha~
Last night, making love with your girlfriend in the room, and then sleeping together, that scene made me quite uncomfortable.”
