Chapter 30 Zhu Qipei

After hanging up the phone, Wen Wen quickly received an email, which contained information related to the supernatural powers in Furong River City.

After skimming through it briefly, Wen Wen sighed slightly; official organizations of superpower users indeed had more comprehensive information than what he had collected on his own.

However, most of the supernatural creatures that posed great danger to commoners and were easily detectable had been cleared out.

There was nothing dangerous or of much value to Wen Wen; many were harmless monsters under the protection of the Hunters Association, so Wen Wen could not just act recklessly.

Then there were monsters like Qin Shuang's ghost; capturing them was extremely troublesome.

Speaking of which, not only did the Hunters Association find capturing ghosts troublesome, Wen Wen himself also found it bothersome.

He had only captured Qin Shuang by chance as the ghost could only move within a small room; if he encountered a ghost that could move freely, it wouldn't be so easy to capture.

The fact that there were so many uncaught ghosts was enough to prove how troublesome they were to handle.

Capture them, they are hard to catch; leave them be, and they can indeed cause harm; they are like a wrench thrown in the works.

Therefore, the Hunters Association usually chose to isolate ghosts until they had accumulated enough, then they would hire superpower users specializing in exorcism to deal with them, just like Wen Wen's previous capture of Qin Shuang at Green Source Middle School.

After pondering for a while, Wen Wen opened a detective website and started searching for "Inner World cases" in Furong River City, comparing it against another data set, hoping to discover something valuable.

As for finding Bewitching Clown Grandi... Wen Wen was indeed looking but without much enthusiasm.

After the previous two incidents, Wen Wen had deeply offended those from the secret organization, and it wasn't wise to flaunt his presence in front of them, lest they focus their ire at him.

As Lin Zheyuan said, he didn't know the extent of Grandi's injuries; approaching rashly might be risky.

But Wen Wen would not stop searching; the people from the secret organization were dangerous, and if there was a chance to destroy them, he certainly wouldn't miss it.

And perhaps... he might even add a new prisoner to the Sanctuary!

So, Wen Wen planned to first capture a few monsters and, in the process, incidentally seek information about Grandi's whereabouts.

After searching for a while, Wen Wen identified a target, so he dressed and gathered his equipment before heading out, as he had promised to help someone and staying indoors was not ideal.

Getting out of the taxi, Wen Wen surveyed the restaurant in front of him, memorizing all the entrances as his target was here.

This restaurant was called Furong Kitchen, and while it was termed a kitchen, it was actually a famous large hotel in Furong River City, and considering it was daytime, causing trouble here seemed inappropriate.

However, his visit this time wasn't to fight; he silently made his way to the kitchen, observing the chefs as they cooked.

Among them, one chef was particularly conspicuous. He was over two meters tall, with muscles so solid that his chef outfit was stretched tight. At first glance, he looked more like a wrestler or a fitness athlete; one wouldn't naturally associate him with being a chef.

His body was all taut muscle, but his face was quite plump; he was Furong Kitchen's head chef, a Level-One Chef from the Capital District, Zhu Qipei, who was also the target Wen Wen was looking for.

Beneath that facade of a top-tier chef was a creature entirely different from humans, a monster that had descended into reality for over a decade without causing any trouble, sometimes even providing important information to the Hunters Association, so they rarely disturbed his life.

Like Zhu Qipei, creatures from the Inner World were actually quite common in the real world. Although the Inner World was insane and twisted, just as humans often harbor perverts, the Inner World occasionally had monsters with sound thinking.

Wen Wen did not disturb Zhu Qipei, instead waiting quietly on the side, knowing that someone like Zhu Qipei, a chef of high standing, wouldn't work too long a day.

After finishing cooking a dish of stir-fried pig's intestines, Zhu Qipei washed his hands and left the kitchen, spotting Wen Wen squatting on the ground.

"Hello, Mr. Zhu, I'd like to speak with you privately about something."

Wen Wen extended his right hand to Zhu Qipei, holding a freelance hunter's identification in his palm.

Zhu Qipei's eyes flickered, he did not shake Wen Wen's hand but said to him, "I know a quiet place, follow me."

He led Wen Wen upstairs to an unoccupied room, closed the door, and sat across from him on the sofa, frowning at Wen Wen.

"The Hunters Association promised not to bother me."

Zhu Qipei's head squirmed, transforming into a massive pig head with two sharp fangs protruding from his cheeks—he was a Pig-headed Man!

He emanated a tremendous oppressive force, causing Wen Wen to involuntarily tilt his head back slightly.

"Don't misunderstand, I'm not here to cause you trouble. I'm here to ask for some information, with the permission of the Hunters Association. Have you seen a man wearing a red vest and with white face paint? He is a wanted criminal of the Association."

Zhu Qipei pondered earnestly for a moment, then shook his head, his ears still trembling slightly afterward.

"I haven't seen this person. Are you done asking? If so, I'm going to rest. I don't like dealing much with your people."

"I thought as much, so my task for the Association is over. I have another matter to ask you about. Do you know of any supernatural beings who don't follow the rules?"

Zhu Qipei looked at Wen Wen for a long while, then said with a flickering gaze, "I do know a clue, but I have no obligation to help you personally, even if a crazy fellow townsman is still a townsman."

Wen Wen paused momentarily, familiar with that look—it was the same one he had when haggling with clients.

"Tell me, what do you want in return?"

"It's comfortable talking with a smart person."

Zhu Qipei looked around a bit, his massive body shifted forward slightly, and he whispered slyly to Wen Wen, "I need to solve a physiological problem. I've been in this world for over ten years and never found a female of the Pig-headed people."

"I can't find any female Pig-headed either…" Wen Wen, as if hit by a petrification ray, spoke slowly and hesitantly.

Zhu Qipei shook his head again, "I'm not asking you to find me a female Pig-headed, just figure out a way to let me vent, it's been over ten years, and I'm really uncomfortable."

"Then… shall I take you to a brothel?" Wen Wen hesitated before asking Zhu Qipei, speaking these words with great courage.

"I'm not interested in human females." Zhu Qipei shook his head, his large ears slapping his face with a smacking sound.

Wen Wen sighed in relief, even someone as perverted as him could not bear to let those poor women, who work in special professions, serve a Pig-headed Man—it was indeed a sin.

"Then… shall I buy a few sows for you?" Wen Wen continued to probe.

Zhu Qipei displayed an expression of disgust, "I am a Pig-headed man, not a pig; don't equate us with those animals."

Wen Wen ran his hands through his hair, rubbing vigorously in a somewhat crumbling state, "Give me some hints, thinking about these things all the time will alienate me from humanity!"

Zhu Qipei rubbed his hands, slightly embarrassed, he disclosed his needs.

After hearing them, Wen Wen even thought about pulling out a gun and pointing it at Zhu Qipei's head to force the information he wanted, but remembering the great oppressive force he sensed from him, Wen Wen managed to suppress his irrational thoughts.