Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon

Chapter 123: Chapter 122: The Intelligence War

Chapter 123 -122: The Intelligence War

Locating a target had never been a difficult task for Chaoyang, as long as he could see the person, he could exercise his power—such as pulling a player’s consciousness into another body.

If this action was only half completed, his wishing power would hang onto the target like a spider spinning a web. He seldom did this because maintaining such a connection consumed wishing power, and the consumption of wishing power in the earthly world was astonishing. For instance, creating a body in the Paradise World started at a mere fifty and could last half a day, but on Earth, fifty could only create an illusory image; to become solid, it would cost at least three to four hundred.

Therefore, aside from his unique ability, the Cyber Eye, he hardly used demonic powers here, fearing that a mishandling might lead to bankruptcy and death.

Fortunately, the most challenging phase had passed.

He now had enough wishing power to sustain life for three or four years, so even on Earth, he didn’t have to tread on thin ice as before when using his abilities.

In the early hours of 3 a.m. (8 p.m. for the target), Chaoyang took advantage of Tyler entering his study to complete the wishing power attachment and even observed his daily life in the study. No matter from which angle, he seemed like a regular businessman—replying to emails, making phone calls to subordinates, chatting with his wife, and even reading a book for an hour. These behaviors couldn’t have been accumulated overnight; it was impossible to perform so naturally.

If it were an ordinary person, the suspicion would have been essentially eliminated at this point.

But if the other party was aware of the existence of demons, the situation would be entirely different.

It was precisely because they knew that the suspects could perform so perfectly.

The next day, Chaoyang noticed through a street camera that Tyler had driven off and immediately sent the message to Ailuodi.

The Skeleton Hand, which had been waiting nearby his house, sprang into action immediately.

Their plan was simple.

The mechanic Coalball pretended to be a slow vehicle, slowing down in advance so that Tyler’s car had to decelerate, followed by Xi Er, who played the role of an impatient driver, constantly honking the horn and overtaking from the left lane. Unfortunately, Xi Er’s car performance was not ideal, and even flooring the accelerator did not speed it up, resulting in the two vehicles driving side by side for about 3-4 seconds.

Then Xi Er continued straight, entering a different road than the target vehicle, while Coalball turned right at the next intersection, and the road quickly cleared up.

It was just another common overtaking scene on the road, lasting less than 10 seconds, but during those few seconds when the cars were side by side, Ailuodi successfully captured the demon’s wishing power.

“Done,” she called Chaoyang, “I bet Tyler didn’t notice.”

“I was watching,” Chaoyang emerged from the surveillance of the intersection, “Clean and concise. Good job.”

Hiring professionals was such a relief.

If he had to fly to Britannia himself to track someone, it couldn’t have been done so smoothly.

“Is that enough?”

“Yeah, afterward just tell me the places he has been to in the past five days, use Feng Ge maps for route marking.”

“Understood.”

Chaoyang then returned to his regular routine, except for waiting for Ailuodi’s reports, he also took the time to visit the other world to check on the progress of the cathedral’s reconstruction and to ensure the Gate of Destiny pharmaceutical company was operating normally—in his absence, the antibiotic workshop was monitored by Jenny and several nuns who looked after the fermentation temperature, and the dispensary was also run by people from the cathedral, so there were unlikely to be any major issues.

The newly formed security team had expanded to over a hundred people, their main weapons currently were miner’s hammers and wooden spears, gun orders had been placed, but the goods had not yet arrived. The absence of Xue Quan indeed had some impact on the team’s training, but luckily, since the miners’ lives had greatly improved after becoming members of the security team, they were quite well-behaved in their downtime, and would help out with various chores for the cathedral.

This made Chaoyang realize a problem.

That was, the players brought in from Earth did indeed possess remarkable abilities and profound insights, but they could not stay in the other world indefinitely, their absence easily leading to work coming to a standstill. Only by getting more locals to join Paradise could this issue be effectively alleviated.

Perhaps it was time to start a class in the cathedral.

It was on the third day that the situation took an unexpected turn.

After Ailuodi sent the tracking map from the previous day, Chaoyang noticed that Tyler had actually driven out of the urban area, heading south from Stan Street, looping around the southwest mountain roads several times before returning to the company building. However, according to his schedule, he was supposed to stay in the company’s pharmaceutical factory all day to receive a visit from a partnering enterprise.

Chaoyang immediately checked the surveillance records of Tyler’s company, and to his surprise—the footage frequently showed Tyler interacting jovially with partners, and the car registered in his name was quietly parked in its spot, showing no signs that he had left the company at all.

He glanced at the map of City L and realized the southern part was mountainous, with hardly any surveillance cameras along the road and much less traffic than the urban area, making it virtually impossible to track a car there.

Chaoyang finally understood why he had never been able to detect any issues with Tyler. Not only was Tyler cautious of being tracked online, but he also had a strong counter-surveillance awareness in reality, and even had a lookalike that appeared almost identical! The company was the easiest place for him to switch identities, with many blind spots in the cameras; the secluded mountain roads allowed him to quickly check if anyone was following him.

If it weren’t for the fact that Ailuodi could continuously lock onto that strand of wishing power, Tyler’s whereabouts would have been almost invisible.

With this, the level of suspicion as a suspect for Tyler increased significantly, and coupled with Joe James’ previous continuous contact with him, the likelihood that he held an alternate identity seemed practically certain.

Regretfully, Ailuodi could only sense the general movement of the other party, and had no way of knowing where he had stopped, so Chaoyang could only enlarge the map of City L, examining the areas Tyler’s route had passed through one by one, while also using the internet to search key buildings in these areas, to see if he could find anything unusual.

That was until he came across the term “Walker’s Cross”.

This was a century-old building located along the Thames River in City L, and also the headquarters of MI6 in Britannia. As an intelligence organization with a resounding reputation, the Secret Intelligence Service (MI6) had always been responsible for foreign intelligence and covert operations, and had made invaluable contributions to Britannia’s victory in World War II.

Such a place would never admit the general public.

“Looks like I’ve caught a big fish,” Chaoyang muttered to himself.

But there was still a question that remained unanswered—if Tyler had been working for MI6 all along, then his official career history should have shown some trace of it. After World War II, the intelligence organization gradually normalized its operations, and recruitment had to follow procedures. Tyler clearly did not appear to be of an age to have participated in World War II, and being a freshly recruited intelligence officer, how did he come to manage a pharmaceutical company? Surely MI6 wouldn’t have established a billion-worth pharmaceutical company just to fabricate a person’s background?

This made no sense, logically or otherwise.

Clearly, the answer had to be found by himself.

Chaoyang closed his eyes, silently crossing one high security wall after another, and stealthily entered the MI6 headquarters’ network.