Novel Full Chapter 309: Golden Bud Intelligence
Chapter 309: Chapter 309: Golden Bud Intelligence
Golden Bud Talent Garden was not hidden.
That was the disturbing part.
It operated publicly as an elite early-foundation academy for promising children from poor, orphaned, or minor-family backgrounds. It advertised scholarships, safe lodging, nutrition programs, talent compatibility observation, and future academy placement.
Its brochures were beautiful.
Its donor list was impressive.
Its public inspection records were clean.
Too clean.
Lin Xian’er spread the documents across a sealed table.
"Golden Bud is protected by reputation, donors, legal paperwork, and grateful families. A direct raid without overwhelming evidence will create backlash."
Yu Qingmei nodded.
"They will accuse us of attacking charity education."
Qin Mo held up a captured lesson script.
"We have evidence from Red Thread Lesson Hall."
"Enough for investigation," Yu Qingmei said. "Not enough to storm the main facility."
Qin Yuheng looked at the map.
Golden Bud Talent Garden sat near a wealthy mountain town, surrounded by orchards, training yards, dormitories, and a medical wing. Over two hundred children lived there. Not all were victims. Some might truly be receiving education. Some staff might be innocent.
This made the operation harder.
Blood Sun and Red Nursery Chain thrived by mixing real benefits with exploitation.
A wholly evil site was easy to burn.
A corrupted institution had to be separated.
Qin Yuheng thought of Greenwake Village.
A borrowed spring could feed people before claiming them.
Golden Bud likely did the same.
They needed intelligence before action.
Qin Yuheng proposed infiltration.
Not by children.
Never.
By adult inspectors, disguised donors, supply auditors, and dream-protection technicians.
Lin Xian’er smiled faintly.
"Now you are speaking my language."
Qin Mo looked worried.
"That is rarely safe."
The plan had four layers:
Legal Inspection Layer — Yu Qingmei would request a routine child safety and talent-testing compliance audit under regional standards.
Market Layer — Lin Xian’er would approach through donor channels to examine funding irregularities.
Technical Layer — Qin Mo would send disguised resonance tools hidden in approved dream-protection bells.
Shadow Layer — Qin Lian and Silent Heaven would monitor hidden exits and night transport.
Qin Yuheng would not enter first.
That was deliberate.
His presence could trigger emergency protocols.
Instead, he would remain nearby as response commander.
Before the operation, the team reviewed the last ten Chapters’ lessons internally—though no one called it a "checkpoint."
Qin Mo summarized bluntly.
"We improved battle readiness with Floor 131. We improved weapon foundation with Floor 132. We rescued children but lost records once because the enemy forced route choice. We captured Lesson Hall because we learned not to rush. Therefore, for Golden Bud: no heroic entry, no public overreach, no single point of failure, and no assuming all smiling teachers are guilty."
Qin Yuheng nodded.
"Also assume partial failure."
Everyone looked at him.
He continued, "They will sacrifice something to preserve something else."
Lin Xian’er’s smile faded.
"Yes."
That was Mo Cangyan’s influence—or the network’s natural survival logic.
Golden Bud would not fall cleanly.
The inspection began three days later.
Yu Qingmei arrived with official papers.
Golden Bud’s director, Madam Wen Suli, greeted her warmly.
She was graceful, middle-aged, with kind eyes and a reputation for saving orphans.
"Vice Principal Yu, we welcome supervision. Children deserve safety."
Her voice passed the True Voice Soul Resonance test.
Her face passed identity reflection.
Not borrowed.
That did not mean innocent.
Lin Xian’er entered separately as a donor representative, elegant and lightly bored. She praised the gardens, asked about scholarship transparency, and quietly mapped funding flows.
Qin Mo’s dream-protection bells were accepted into the dormitories because they appeared to be donated safety upgrades.
Golden Bud did not refuse.
That worried him.
At first, everything looked clean.
Children were healthy.
Food was good.
Training was moderate.
No visible cages.
No overt dream scripts.
But Qin Lian discovered something at night.
A group of children walked in their sleep from Dormitory Three to the medical wing.
No force.
No fear.
Conditioned routine.
Qin Mo’s hidden bell recorded faint resonance:
Golden children bloom when called.
Not enough to prove extraction.
Enough to confirm conditioning.
The medical wing basement contained a sealed room.
Inside were talent compatibility chairs.
Legal versions existed.
These were modified.
They did not extract talent.
They mapped future potential under emotional gratitude state.
That was more subtle.
Children who loved Golden Bud produced clearer readings.
Predatory gratitude.
Qin Yuheng received the report from nearby safehouse.
His expression remained calm.
"Do not raid yet."
Qin Mo’s projection stared at him.
"There are illegal chairs."
"Yes. But the children are still inside. We need all basement exits, staff roles, and emergency triggers."
Lin Xian’er added, "Funding records show three donor shells. One connects to Red Thread. One to a legal merchant house. One unknown."
Unknown donor.
Likely deeper network.
At midnight, Golden Bud made its move.
Madam Wen Suli entered the basement alone and placed her hand on the central chair.
She whispered:
"Begin relocation of high-bloom candidates."
The hidden bells transmitted the phrase.
Qin Yuheng stood.
Now.
The raid began.