AWAKENING THE DAILY INTELLIGENCE SYSTEM

Chapter 792: Business 337 is completely suspended_2

Upon hearing Oscar’s sudden question, William Wang froze for a moment. Then, a flicker of reminiscence and greed flashed through his eyes. He involuntarily extended his tongue to lick his dry lips, his face displaying a ravenous expression, as he hesitantly said, “Almost two years, I think.”

“Two years…” Oscar softly repeated the timeframe, fully immersed in his memories. After a long pause, he finally said slowly, “These past years, I wonder if you’re still as skilled as before. Since everyone is here today, let’s taste that Dragon and Phoenix Soup again.”

“Got it, Brother Jun! The materials are readily available here, and it’ll be easy to gather. I’ll start preparing right away.” William Wang said, turning to head toward the door.

However, he hadn’t taken more than two steps when Oscar stopped him. Oscar, in a rare half-joking tone, said, “I’ll go with you. When it comes to picking ingredients, my eye is much sharper than yours.”

With that, Oscar walked over to William Wang, lightly patting his shoulder, then led the way out the door. William Wang quickly jogged to catch up…

Oscar and William Wang walked side by side into the orphanage courtyard, their gazes soon locking onto a boy and girl. Oscar’s face instantly lit up with a kind smile, like the warm sunlight of spring, making him seem remarkably approachable. He bent down slightly and asked in an extremely gentle tone, “Hey there, kids! What’s your name? Why aren’t you inside watching TV at such a great time, and instead playing out here?”

The little girl with two playful pigtails in her hair showed a hint of fear in her eyes. She cautiously glanced at Oscar, then secretly peeked at the somewhat menacing William Wang standing behind him. Like a startled bunny, she timidly replied, her voice as faint as a buzzing mosquito, “Principal… Principal Uncle, it’s… it’s because the cartoons on TV weren’t very good, so… so my brother and I came out to play.”

“Oh, I see. Well then, since you don’t like the cartoons, how about following Principal Uncle to the office to play some games?” Oscar still smiled warmly, though a chilling coldness lurked deep within his eyes.

“Yes, yes! Auntie never lets us near that building. I’ve never been to Principal Uncle’s office!” The little girl’s face lit up with excitement at the thought of exploring the principal’s office she had always been curious about. She hopped out from behind the boy like a joyful bird and didn’t seem as scared of the towering William Wang beside Oscar anymore.

The boy hesitated as he saw how happy his sister was. After just one second, he nodded and politely said, “Principal Uncle, we don’t want to trouble you. We’ll just play for a bit so Auntie doesn’t worry when she comes looking for us.”

“Don’t worry. With me here, you can play as long as you want today.” Oscar spoke as he reached out, gently taking the little girl’s hand in one and casually placing his other arm around the boy’s shoulder, leading them toward the building’s entrance.

They passed through the door, climbed the stairs step by step, and arrived directly at the principal’s office on the third floor.

“Bang!” As Oscar led the little girl and the boy into the office, the door behind them slammed shut with a dull thud.

The kind smile on Oscar’s face disappeared as if swept away by a gust of wind, vanishing completely. His expression grew cold and grim, his gaze freezing enough to chill to the bone. He stared directly at the little girl and the boy, an inscrutable coldness in his eyes.

The sudden change in Oscar’s demeanor left the little girl bewildered. Confusion filled her mind—this kind and friendly Principal Uncle had transformed into someone terrifying. Her face showed sheer bewilderment and fear, and instinctively, she stepped back two paces, clutching the boy’s clothes, hiding entirely behind him.

The boy’s chest tightened upon seeing Oscar’s expression shift. Despite being more mature than peers his age, he couldn’t fathom why Oscar had changed so drastically.

At that moment, both the little girl and the boy suddenly felt the world go dark. A wave of dizziness overtook them, and they lost consciousness, their bodies collapsing limply to the floor.

Staring at the two unconscious children, Oscar’s eyes flashed with a barely restrained hunger, as if beholding invaluable treasures. He quickly turned to William Wang and said, “You prepare the other materials. Leave these two to me.”

William Wang nodded before heading into the inner room of the office. Shortly after, he returned, a tripod hoisted over each shoulder and two knives in his left hand—a razor-sharp Bone Cutting Knife and a versatile fruit knife.

William Wang carefully positioned the tripods in the center of the office, placing the knives on the floor. Then he went back inside, reappearing with two buckets in hand, placing them on the ground. Once all was in place, he retreated to prepare the base ingredients for the sinful Dragon and Phoenix Soup…

After finishing the little girl, Oscar gently set the still-warm heart onto the coffee table, treating it as though it were a rare treasure. He then slowly turned his head, his gaze landing on the boy.

Unlike the method used on the girl, the shining blade in his hand gleamed coldly as he first severed the boy’s genitalia. Using the same skillful yet chillingly cruel methods, he proceeded with the next steps of his “operation.”

By now, both children had already drawn their last breath, reduced to two lifeless corpses. Their blood flowed steadily into the red plastic buckets below, the startling crimson pooling inside with a nauseating smell.

Half an hour passed quietly, and as the blood from the corpses nearly drained, William Wang emerged from the inner room. He bent down, retrieving the razor-sharp Bone Cutting Knife without a shred of pity in his eyes, as though it was just another mundane task. He wielded the knife, chopping the bodies into small pieces, carefully placing the fragments into a steel pot filled with water and various seasonings. He placed the pot on a gas stove, igniting the flames, the blue tinges of fire licking at the bottom, fueling this vile feast.

Once everything was set, Oscar waved his hand, signaling the group to sit down before speaking in a calm voice, “It’s getting late. Everyone, get some rest first. Around eleven, the newly brewed Dragon and Phoenix Soup should be ready. We’ll enjoy it together and recharge. Then tomorrow morning, we’ll head to the United States for a while to lay low.”

The group nodded collectively; none voiced dissent. In this criminal organization, Oscar’s words were law, and they had long grown accustomed to absolute obedience.

…

Elsewhere, Ye Tian found himself facing an exceptionally daunting predicament.

Recalling previous Judgements, the system would automatically select the most suitable location and, as if performing magic, directly transport the accused to the trial site. In fact, if Ye Tian wished, he often didn’t even need to be physically present. Regardless of where he was, he could effortlessly control the entire Judgement process.

However, times had changed. Now, the system no longer offered such comprehensive assistance, and Ye Tian had to personally search out an appropriate trial site. Take this “Despair Factory” Scene Card, for example—the conditions required finding an enclosed factory. Though many abandoned factories could be found in Los Angeles’s outskirts, locating one devoid of pedestrians and vehicles while still being exceptionally secluded was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

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