Dimensional Store System In Apocalypse

Chapter 79: Withheld Number
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Chapter 79: Withheld Number

"Ten random callers? Did you check how long the calls ring before it got cut off?" Captain Hu asked. Zhang Qin Feng then tapped into the number one by one to see what was recorded on the miss caller's report.

"Captain Hu, all of them only lasted for about ten seconds before the call was hanged up." Zhang Qin Feng gave the captain an answer after taking a quick look at the calls.

At the same time, he made sure that he copied all the numbers and texted them over to the captain to track the caller.

"I'll get our people to take a quick check on the numbers. Where are you, and what you're going to do next?" Captain Hu asked.

"I'm currently at my mining facility right now. I'll have to pay the Southern District's Police Station a visit later. There's a person named Inspector Loong asking to see me." Zhang Qin Feng said.

"Inspector Loong? I can't think of anyone else other than Loong Xuan from that station. He's a proper cop. Do you need something from us then?" Captain Hu continued to ask.

"Yes. I need a means of transport to there. Can you possibly arrange something for me?" Zhang Qin Feng asked.

"No problem. I'll get a driver over to get you to the station. How long will you need to get ready?" Captain Hu offered a ride to Zhang Qin Feng as soon as he asked.

"I can be ready at any time. Ask the driver to honk thrice, and I'll come out from the workshop," he replied.

"Alright. See you later, Mr. Zhang." Captain Hu hanged the call after they're done talking.

'Stein. Take all the food out from the Dimensional Storage and stuff the rifle and pistol in there. How many Duranium Shards I have right now?'

[Toot!]

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[Processing the user's request right now]

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[Total Duranium Shards in inventory: 70]

'Alright, open the Craft-Shop Function.' Zhang Qin Feng instructed.

[Craft-Shop Function opened]

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[Current Function level: 1 / 4 products]

=]Salvaging Mode is on. The user is advised to pay attention to the surrounding during the salvaging process.

[Product available for purchase:]

=] Decrystalization Serum (10 Duranium Shard)

=] 9mm Ammunition rounds x 10 (1 Duranium Shard)

=] Instant Recovery Spray x 2 (1 Duranium Shard)

=] Phalanx Burst Extension (10 Duranium Shards)

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Extra

=] Dimensional-Charge Storage Unit (Beta 1 Trial-Version)

Cost: 10 Duranium Shards.

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'Alright, purchase the two Instant Recovery Spray. And use the remaining Duranium Shards to open the four additional slots from the Dimensional Storage.' he ordered.

[Toot!]

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[Completed. 41 Duranium Shards used]

Zhang Qin Feng immediately checks what he can do with the twenty inventory boxes he had. The Centurion, Phalanx, and his arm protector took sixteen spaces out from his option, leaving him with four boxes left for other trinkets.

One was used to store the Instant Recovery Spray, another for ammunition. After searching for a while, Zhang Qin Feng finally found out what the remaining two spaces can be used for. One was used to store ten miniature explosives created by Miriam and Miria. The last space was used to store the steel dagger inside.

Three honks can be heard from the outside as he finished preparing himself. Walking out from the workshop with a set of comfortable clothing, Zhang Qin Feng sat quietly on the passenger's side as he was taken to the police station.

He immediately followed Inspector Loong's instructions the moment he arrived at the Police Station. Going up to the third floor using the lift, he turned to the left and walked for a little until he arrived at the Department of Internal Affairs.

"Excuse me." Zhang Qin Feng approached the policewoman seated at the receptionist's table. Like how Inspector Loong describes her, she was a beautiful policewoman wearing rounded glasses.

"Yes, how may I help you?" the policewoman smiled as she lifted her head up to look at Zhang Qin Feng.

"I am Zhang Qin Feng. I'm here to see Inspector Loong." he introduced himself.

"Alright, follow me. I'll take you to the inspector right now." the policewoman soon stands up after taking a card out from her wallet. It seems that only those with the card were allowed to enter this department.

Zhang Qin Feng was bombarded with a strict and suffocating atmosphere when he stepped into the Internal Affair's office. Although the number of people inside this office was no more than ten fingers, each of them seems to be hardcore veterans.

It felt like the word "dangerous" was imprinted on their forehead.

"Mr. Zhang?" the policewoman called Zhang Qin Feng as she stands before one of the office rooms with the signage "Inspector Loong" on the door.

Pushing the door open, Zhang Qin Feng entered the smaller private office. Out of his expectation, it was actually quite a tidy office with just a few document folders stacked on top of his table. There was a coffee machine in a corner. And along the walls were medals received by the inspector throughout his meritorious service.

"Mr. Zhang?" a middle-aged policeman came into the room soon after Zhang Qin Feng and offered a handshake with him. In appearance-wise, he was no different from captain Hu. The aura of a dependable adult was coming out from his from each action of his.

"Yes." Zhang Qin Feng answered.

"Have a seat. We have a lot to talk about." the inspector gestured to Zhang Qin Feng to have a seat as they started to talk.

"I'll be very straightforward because this is going to be a lengthy conversation between both of us."

"Do you know if your uncle has a connection with any terrorism activity?" the inspector tossed a question out without waiting for Zhang Qin Feng to answer him.

"I'm sure my uncle has no connection with any of the terrorists." Zhang Qin Feng replied similarly.

"Then, did any of the terrorist groups give you a call or make any demand from you from yesterday?" the inspector continued to ask.

"I have a few mysterious callers since yesterday, but I'm not sure if they're related to…"

*Dururu…*

*Dururu…*

The moment Zhang Qin Feng took his smartphone out, a withheld number is shown on the screen.

"Would this possibly be them?" Zhang Qin Feng asked.

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