Chapter 368: Chapter 368: Artificial Eye (Part 1)_1
[Identity verification complete, work for the day begins.]
The next morning, Fu Qian entered the warehouse.
The mirror and photograph he had obtained from the haunted house were also brought in with him.
It was clear that keeping such things outside was not a good idea.
The accidental discovery undoubtedly held a significance that was worth pondering over.
And the haunted house exploration that Fu Qian had directed ended up being a complete success, at least in terms of providing a thrill, reaching a considerable level of excitement.
The various incidents that occurred during the trip, along with the ensuing speculations, added quite a few urban legends to the storied city of Lincheng.
Of course, it also brought a bunch of grudges upon Fu Qian.
At the very least, from the voices full of resentment in his head, he could tell that Tan Ying held a deep grudge.
Fu Qian naturally felt no guilt over this.
As it turned out, like the bracelet, the items proved quite stable under the warehouse’s cleansing.
And their fate, like that of the bracelet, was to be discarded in a corner.
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[Warning, containment breach.]
[Name: Glass Eye, Code: 2-102]
At the same time, today’s task had also arrived.
[Today’s work content updated: Enter containment scene 2-102, complete re-containment.]
[Current SAN Points: 169, Current Inspiration: 76]
[Choose your skills and equipment.]
Following the prompt, Fu Qian skillfully selected his skills, especially Visceral Critical Strike.
This skill, which he had just upgraded, hadn’t had a chance to be tested yet.
And he knew that it had cost him nearly 60 SAN Points!
[Entering containment scene 2-102]
[…1%…5%…15%…45%…75%…95%…100%, containment scene load complete.]
[It’s just another ordinary day, and you, a business traveler, have been sent to a strange city for work.
It’s a city filled with the sediment of time, where every inch of ground holds stories, where countless joys and sorrows unfold, where countless graces and grudges dissipate.
And from the moment you set foot here, you’ve become one of its own.]
“Show me your identification, please!”
As his perception returned, Fu Qian heard someone speaking not too far ahead, their tone quite unfriendly.
Looking up, he saw a lean young man standing before him, coldly observing his every move.
To his right and slightly behind was another man, much older and weathered.
From their matching uniforms and the batons at their waists, it was easy to determine that they were policemen.
Was it because he was wandering around in the middle of the night that he looked like a bad guy?
Fu Qian didn’t rush to respond; instead, he looked up at the sky.
In the serene, azure night sky, stars twinkled quietly.
It was clear that the night was deep.
However, from the introduction just now, he knew this was a fairly large city; wandering around at midnight shouldn’t be too conspicuous, should it?
Fu Qian remained silent, but the young policeman became tense, his hand subtly resting on his baton.
Fu Qian felt a wave of admiration as he patted himself down.
Unfortunately, apart from a few standard business cards and some cash, there was nothing else on him.
“As you can see, I am a business traveler,”
Fu Qian casually handed out his business card.
The young policeman’s face turned sour, and he didn’t take Fu Qian’s card but instead glanced back at his colleague.
“We are investigating an unusual death, and now we have reason to believe you may be a suspect, so you’ll need to come with us,”
Is it a little too arbitrary to make an arrest without showing any identification?
Fu Qian couldn’t help but frown slightly.
However, one thing was certain: the unusual death mentioned by the two policemen probably didn’t involve a Transcendent.
Otherwise, the people looking for him at this hour would most likely be Night Watchmen, not regular officers.
“What if I don’t want to be bothered?”
Fu Qian thought about it and asked with a smile on his face.
“Then you might find yourself in real trouble.”
This time, even the older policeman adopted a vigilant demeanor, and his younger colleague had already pulled out his baton.
The tense standoff continued for several seconds, and just as the two officers seemed about to make their move, Fu Qian suddenly flashed a smile and chose to surrender without a fight.
However, it was clear from his earlier performance that the two law enforcers were quite wary of him, promptly clamping a shiny pair of handcuffs on his wrists without any courtesy.
They then led him to a car parked not far away, opening the back door to let him in.
Surprisingly, there was already someone sitting inside the police car.
It was a woman in her twenties, dressed neatly, with a beautiful appearance and long black hair draped casually over her shoulders, exhibiting a rather composed demeanor.
And from the moment Fu Qian sat down, she had been sizing him up.
“Were you brought in for that unusual death too?”
After observing for a while, when the police started the car, she finally asked in a low voice.
She continued to ask.
What do I do? Fu Qian spread his palm and displayed the business card he had been given earlier in front of her.
“Fu Qian, a business traveler passing through on a trip, and you?”
The woman glanced at him and simply reported her name, coldly.
Clearly, Fu Qian’s use of the information on the business card to mislead her made her feel he was insincere and that it wasn’t worth talking to him much.
Fu Qian didn’t mind; in fact, he was very sure that this person was not ordinary, but a Transcendent of some caliber.
But Fu Qian found this odd—aside from the fact that this Transcendent had chosen to be captured just like him.
On the one hand, if his own demeanor seemed suspicious enough to be taken away by the police, it could be understood.
But that a mature and knowledgeable woman like the one before him was also arrested as a suspect was really against common sense.
And, of course, she probably thought the same about him.
Li Min clearly didn’t believe he was really a business traveler.
Yet, given the skeptical attitude, and her compliance, it was not strange at all.
She probably spoke up to probe for that very reason.
“Quiet, I don’t want to hear another sound!”
At this moment, the meaningless conversation between the two had already upset the police officer in front, who turned around with a ferocious look and warned them.
Obviously, working at night tends to cause temper issues.
Fu Qian nodded with understanding and leaned back into his seat.
The next moment, the car suddenly shook and then slowly stopped by the roadside.
At the same time, the two policemen in the car had already silently slumped down.
Not long after, the car door was opened from the outside, and a head with heavy makeup peered in.