This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!-Chapter 104 - : Silence

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Silence

Even with Chen Ke’s gun pressed against his forehead, the fat man didn’t seem overly panicked—it was clear he was an experienced figure in the underworld.

Chen Ke’s bullet shattered two of his fingers; he clutched at the severed stubs, teeth clenched, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Chen Ke.

“Do I know you?” the man asked.

“That’s not important. Do you work for Si’s consortium?” Chen Ke inquired.

“Hahaha… A lot of people work for Si’s consortium. Why don’t you join them…” The man burst into laughter.

Chen Ke’s face darkened as he struck the fat man’s forehead hard with the pistol butt, causing blood to splatter and a gash to form.

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“Ah!!! You son of a bitch!” the man cursed.

“Cut the crap. Tell me, what did Si’s consortium get from the West Gold Building?” Chen Ke demanded coldly.

“You seem to know quite a bit… If it were anything else, I might tell you, but this matter…” The man’s previously arrogant expression faded, showing his deep fear of Si’s consortium.

“Speak, or I’ll pump lead into your skull.” Chen Ke pressed the gun barrel to the man’s temple.

“The question you’re asking is dangerous. I don’t know where you came from, but if you want to oppose Si’s consortium… friend, this is my advice to you… dig a hole and bury yourself. It’s better than being caught and used as a sacrifice by them…” the man said seriously.

“What are you talking about?” Chen Ke was puzzled.

“It’s a non-human domain… Si’s consortium has gone too far… That old man… wait…” The fat man said breathlessly, suddenly looking at his right hand.

His right hand slowly turned black, veins bulging as if black centipedes were crawling under his skin.

“What have you done to me? You…” the fat man cried out in horror, his neck also turning black. His condition was exactly the same as the man Chen Ke had encountered on the docks.

Chen Ke let go of the man and slowly stepped back, watching him writhe in agony on the ground. The fat man frantically tore at his suit, trying to check if anything abnormal was happening to his body, but his movements slowed, and blackish-red blood began oozing from his eyes, ears, and nostrils.

“Ah… you devil… you… ugh…”

He collapsed to the ground, vomiting a mix of blood and undigested matter onto the street, and finally buried his face in the vomit, breathless.

[Mutated Individual Level: Ordinary]

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[Status: Deceased]

[Form: Biological]

[Category: Sin]

[Attribute: Witchcraft]

An information box popped up next to the man’s body, indicating death by Sinful Witchcraft.

The vomit spread a foul smell. Chen Ke covered his nose, his pant leg was grabbed by a hand. He looked down to find Parchi.

Parchi was also slowly turning black, tears of blood streaming from his eyes. He reached out his hand and dropped a small key on the ground.

“Pulito Bank… locker 209…” he said with difficulty, then spit out a mouthful of black blood and breathed his last.

Chen Ke sighed. He had hoped to learn some useful information from these two, but they both had died from a witchcraft curse.

It seemed that the risks of collaborating with Si’s consortium were too high, and all who knew too much were cursed by witchcraft to ensure secrets didn’t leak…

However, Parchi had said nothing to trigger the curse, leaving Chen Ke to wonder about the mechanism of this curse.

Chen Ke picked up the key, put away his gun, and made his way back to the entrance, peering outside to make sure the coast was clear before nonchalantly shutting the door and leaving the nightclub through the main entrance.

Hall had been waiting on the street opposite the nightclub, having been roughed up by bodyguards, with bruises on his face.

He was surprised to see Chen Ke come out of the main entrance unharmed.

“Where did you go just now? Why didn’t you help me?!” he complained.

“I’m sorry, Hall, but just now you did indeed draw a lot of attention, allowing me to have some alone time with Parchi,” Chen Ke said with a smile.

“Wait! You found Parchi?! Did you get anything out of him? What the hell is Hainerd up to? What did they steal in the last operation?” Hall, who had been full of complaints, immediately calmed down and began to barrage with questions.

Chen Ke handed the small key to Hall.

“What’s this?” he asked, looking at the small key in his palm with confusion.

“It’s a clue, a safe deposit box key for Pulito Bank. Parchi gave it to me. If we can retrieve the contents, we should be able to understand what’s going on,” Chen Ke said.

“He gave this to you?” Hall asked.

Chen Ke nodded.

“You are too easily swayed! What if he’s tricking you? I think we should bust in, drag him out and take him away,” Hall said, somewhat agitated.

“Listen, listen… Hall, Parchi wouldn’t lie to me, he wouldn’t,” Chen Ke intercepted Hall, signaling him to stay calm.

“How do you know? You haven’t dealt with him before…” Hall shook his head.

“He’s already dead, Hall, he’s dead,” Chen Ke explained.

Hall looked at Chen Ke in surprise.

“I didn’t kill him. He died of some curse, just like that guy in the docker’s workshop. He gave me this key just before he died,” Chen Ke said.

“Then we’d better go back and show it to Pihom,” Hall said.

Chen Ke agreed, and the two hailed a taxi and immediately went to Pihom’s Six Shooter Shop.

Safe House.

Everyone gathered around the long table in the hall, looking at the small key on the table. Chen Ke described Parchi’s final death and subtly suggested that his condition was like witchcraft from a movie.

“I know this inhuman magic, back when I was smuggling at sea with Hainerd… many sailors suffered similar curses,” Lucina suddenly spoke.

Chen Ke looked at Lucina, hoping she would continue.

“There are women who can curse others. They are like witches. Among smugglers, this type of spell is called the Silence Spell… It’s a type of oath-binding spell.”

“So you mean, they were forced to make an oath, and if they broke it, they’d die?” Chen Ke asked.

“Theoretically, yes, but Mad Fak… the process of swearing this spell doesn’t need to be very strict. The caster just has to entice and lead the subject into saying and doing something similar to making an oath, and that’s enough to bind them to their word…” Lucina said.

“Like…” Chen Ke frowned.

“Like nodding, saying ‘OK’, smiling to give implicit consent. No matter what you’re thinking, the oath takes hold…” Lucina said.

Chen Ke inhaled sharply. This Silence Spell looked like a skill specifically designed to deal with sly old dogs in society! Once you fall for it, there’s no going back, any attempt to trick the system means death…

“But you don’t have to worry about falling for it so easily because every woman who knows the Silence Spell is bald, and they have a purple patterned symbol on their forehead. I’m not entirely sure why they look like that, perhaps it’s caused by the witchcraft…” Lucina spread her hands.

“So you’ve seen those witches?” Priskin asked.

“Hainerd dealt with them. He knows how to handle these women. He told me,” Lucina said.

“Let’s put a pin in the witchcraft lesson, everyone. It’s time to discuss serious matters,” Pihom, who hadn’t spoken for a while, interrupted the conversation. He leaned both hands on the table, his eyes sweeping over every person present.

“Pulito Bank is located in Holy Oak District, it’s a small bank. Whatever we’re looking for is inside, it might be a trap. But right now, this is all we have, our only chance to uncover the truth,” Pihom said solemnly.

“We have only one key, but no account number or password, and no proof, so the bank won’t just let us walk in and unlock it,” Hall said.

Pihom nodded.

“Hainerd might be working with Si’s consortium, or some other organization, but one way or another, we need to figure out who the enemy is,” Chen Ke added.

“Wait… what you’re saying… you mean we’re going to rob the bank?” Priskin said.

Chen Ke, Hall, Lucina, and Pihom nodded.