Facing An Ancient God For A Year
/ Facing an Ancient God for a Year Chapter 1443 – 1441: The Core of Artificial Existence (11)
Chapter 1443: Chapter 1441: The Core of Artificial Existence (11)
In the original plan, the role of the two police officers visiting was merely as a channel to contact the Night Watchman.
They discovered the hidden truth behind this seemingly ordinary public security case, and then attracted suitable tools for him.
Things undoubtedly proceeded smoothly; the two of them didn't even need guidance from the Clear Dream Ring, as they found the issue through their professionalism alone.
They even pretended not to notice, making the whole reporting process smooth as silk.
The only variable was Brother Tommy, who, despite appearing unreliable, was actually a bit overly responsible, even thinking of interviewing the involved parties.
Though in Fu Qian's view, they might not even have a chance to meet Mr. Lek.
Unlike Claire, Fu Qian didn't think her husband was absolutely unaware of his own situation.
And after she returned, there was no reason for her to hide today's bizarre experience.
If Lek indeed had issues, facing such a strange swindler incident, his perspective would likely not align with Tommy and the others, who initially thought it was a technological crime instead of a supernatural level one.
This would be a strange and dangerous signal, making it unsurprising for him to be urged to escape.
That was also the goal Fu Qian sought to achieve.
If he wanted a direct confrontation with Mr. Lek, there wouldn't be a need for such trouble; he could just visit directly.
The overly cautious reminder from the warehouse, coupled with Claire's peculiar changes, led Fu Qian to decide on maximal isolation from the "filth" he faced.
So he wasn't planning to confront Lek, a suspected source of contamination, immediately; instead, he chose to have someone monitor him dynamically for him—the Night Watchman.
No matter the reputation, Fu Qian was confident in his control over this group, especially in such a metropolitan city.
As long as he demonstrated suitable anomalies, he could drive them to action, assisting with monitoring, investigation, and testing.
For instance, after receiving the police report, the initially indifferent Night Watchman suddenly found the suspected victim had gone missing.
That was when they would showcase the strength of a top-tier organization.
As for now, he seemed to be able to keep his promise to the police, waiting to exert a bit more pressure when someone came to visit.
"So where is the person?"
As a top-tier extraordinary organization, the Night Watchman indeed did not disappoint.
They even responded faster than the police, and before Fu Qian had finished examining today's breakfast in front of the fridge, a cold sensation was already pressing against the back of his head.
Accompanied by an equally cold question.
"Sorry, I'd love to help you, too, but I've received a strict order from Officer Tommy, and can't operate for now."
Faced with the sudden threat, Fu Qian didn't even turn to look.
After casually explaining his inability to conduct business, he continued to search in the fridge and eventually picked a bottle of milk.
He even took a glass from the side, and only then did he turn to face the third wave of uninvited guests today.
Although not registered with the association, business sure was booming.
Besides, how fond are people here of this kind of weapon?
What was pressed against the back of his head earlier was undoubtedly a gun.
However, compared to the one in Brother Tommy's hand, this one seemed more exaggerated.
The gun barrel was almost twice as long, and the caliber seemed suitable for hunting elephants—its power likely surpassing that.
Fu Qian was very clear that the gun didn't wield ordinary power alone.
And the person wielding this fierce weapon was surprisingly a slender woman.
Her long hair draped over her shoulders, red lips blazing, and her leather jacket was cut provocatively low at the chest.
The door remained tightly shut, and this ill-tempered visitor clearly didn't use a regular entry route.
Even with such rudeness, her expression became even more displeased as Fu Qian examined her.
"Welcome, why not have a seat over there?"
Fu Qian didn't seem too bothered, even showing a satisfied gesture inviting her after a brief look.
This emotion wasn't feigned; the highly anticipated tools arrived not only swiftly but also seemed quite capable, making such smooth progress truly encouraging.
Of course, no matter how pleased he was, Fu Qian, even after verbally inviting her in, had no intention of offering another glass of milk.
"...Alright."
Such a level of disregard seemed to have caught the visitor off guard.
The woman in leather watched his milk bottle for a few seconds and actually holstered her weapon, accepting the suggestion.
Of course, that didn't mean the threat was eliminated. In Fu Qian's view, even a barehanded attack from her wouldn't be much weaker.
"So, you wanted to ask about someone earlier?"
Sitting opposite, Fu Qian poured half a glass of milk, took a sip, and then asked the visitor's purpose.
"Aren't you unable to take on clients?"
Unfortunately, the visitor had a particularly good memory and just repeated what he had said with a half-smile.
"That's what the rules say, but aren't you the Night Watchman?"
Swoosh!
The question seemed overly blunt, and for a moment, the visitor almost sprang into action.
However, ultimately, she didn't move because Fu Qian remained unreactive to her reflexive response.
"When I first received the notification, my reaction was like everyone else's; I thought those officers were being lazy again."
After a brief standoff, the third visitor reevaluated Fu Qian with a unique gaze as he took another lively sip of cold milk.
"Now it seems like there are a few reliable ones among them."
"Yes, I am the Night Watchman, so what does that have to do with the earlier question?"
"Of course it does, Officer Tommy has restricted me to stay here until further notice and not to work during this time."
Fu Qian earnestly analyzed.
"If you are that notice, that means the restriction is lifted, and I can take on clients again."
"Alright, then I'll leave it to Master Grimshaw."
Even though she listened intently, the third visitor's acting was somewhat exaggerated and after a brief pause, she laughed until she shook.
"My name is Winona. Could you help answer the previous question?"
"The husband of a client earlier, Lek Wesley, was just discovered to have disappeared from home. Do you know why?"
Such a quick response, it seems Mr. Lek indeed isn't just some ignorant victim.
"Yes, it has something to do with me."
As things progressed quickly as expected, Fu Qian was satisfied, and his current work became quite straightforward, so he nodded directly.
"He sensed danger."
This answer was exceedingly straightforward and powerful, and even before a somewhat stunned Winona could ask further, Fu Qian added another sentence.
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