Chapter 594: Chapter 594 Uproar (18)_1 Chapter 594: Chapter 594 Uproar (18)_1 Very good!
Fu Qian was quite satisfied with the dream becoming slightly unstable due to Old Joe’s response.
Often, side effects are not necessarily meaningless.
He hadn’t wanted to ask too direct questions earlier, fearing that the dream would collapse.
But now, the struggle Old Joe experienced while answering the questions indirectly indicated his inner resistance.
That is to say, he probably did not want to answer the questions for some reason.
And this slight instability precisely highlighted the value of the answer.
Considering the shock and struggle on his partner Jimmy’s face, Fu Qian believed that the likelihood of his earlier guess being correct was not small.
The abandoned theological seminary not far from here seemed worth checking out.
It would be best if, by the time he arrived, the area was already under tight surveillance by the Night Watchman.
Fu Qian thought for a moment, sighed deeply, and then asked a third question.
“Both of you, what do you think a person who is extremely wicked must do to attain redemption?”
This time, not only Jimmy was baffled but Old Joe as well.
Why was he sounding more and more like he was giving a last confession?
And did he just mention his own name?
Lu Ming… was he really that Lu Ming?
And he described himself as extremely wicked…
A plethora of chaotic thoughts incessantly fused in Old Joe’s mind.
At the same time, a strong urge made him unable to resist wanting to answer this pointless question.
However, before he could come up with an answer, the questioner suddenly shook his head, his face showing relief.
“This is my own trouble; to make others troubled with it would only deepen my sins,” he said with self-mockery as he turned and walked away without attachment.
Jimmy, unable to keep up with the conversation, watched this scene unfold with a faint desire to follow.
But he quickly noticed that his senior, standing still, showed no reaction to his questioning gaze, and after a moment of hesitation, ultimately chose not to move.
In fact, at this moment, Old Joe wasn’t completely unaware of this.
Under the dominion of the dream’s laws, he was undoubtedly lost in confusion, deeply pondering the answer to the third question and regretting not having paid attention in philosophy class.
“Sorry, I don’t know either!”
Eventually, under extreme torment, he finally gave up in agony and yelled in the direction Fu Qian had left.
And with that shout, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if awakening from a confusing dream, no longer perplexed as before.
The soul-deep refreshment made him involuntarily take a deep breath.
“Are you just going to let him walk away… What exactly did you guys talk about just now?”
At this moment, Jimmy’s life-questioning query also reached his ears.
Before he could fully relax, Old Joe realized something, looked up sharply, and saw that the surveillance target had already disappeared into the bustling crowd.
Turning to look at his young comrade craving answers, the senior pondered for a moment, his brain working overtime.
“I took the opportunity to make contact with him at close range.”
“He admitted his name is Lu Ming; we can now almost confirm that he’s the guy from the files, only we don’t know why he became an ordinary person.”
“In any case, let’s head back, as our task was to figure out his background, and there’s no point in following him anymore.”
“So you were trying to extract information from him just now?”
Hearing that he didn’t have to continue with the boring work, Jimmy’s eyes immediately lit up.
Elder Joe hesitated for a moment but eventually persuaded himself to believe in this deduction.
“Although it’s a bit chaotic, it seems due to his own actions, he is in a state of inner repentance, as can be heard from his questions just now.”
Jimmy nodded in agreement quite approvingly.
“There indeed is a feeling of a conscience being tormented, attempting self-redemption. However, you just mentioned the seminary; he wouldn’t really go there and cause trouble, would he?”
“Don’t worry, so many people are watching. Even if he really went, what trouble could an old wreck stir up?”
Elder Joe replied with quite confidence.
It seems that the victims indeed might belong to a group of enthusiasts.
Under the moonlight, Fu Qian looked at the mottled ancient building before him.
He sensed more than one Transcendent guarding the surroundings.
The Night Watchman helping to stand guard in the dead of night, an ordinary cult organization should not have such high-standard treatment; something obvious had happened here.
There was no doubt he had to go in and take a look.
Having made up his mind, according to the Night Watchman’s deployment, Fu Qian quickly identified the area of the building that was under close surveillance and stealthily infiltrated it.
The ones left behind to do this kind of sentry duty were at most Middle Tier; given the difference in levels, there was virtually no risk of being discovered.
And silently moving through the corridors, Fu Qian quickly arrived at a room deep within the building.
At a glance, it was obvious that there were recent human activities here.
The surroundings seemed to have been ransacked, somewhat disordered overall.
At this moment, in the large room, apart from the scattered, torn manuscripts on the floor, what was most eye-catching were the patterns that could be seen everywhere on the walls.
The lines were crude, the shapes grotesque; at first glance, they looked like animal paws drawn by a child.
A symbol of Divine Beings’ power?
This was Fu Qian’s deduction, as he had seen many similar things during this time and knew that some indeed had special effects.
So, were they a group of cult enthusiasts who accidentally researched a real Divine Being and then got infected with some disease? The Beastly Disease, which even the Night Watchman thought quite alarming?
In this room, in fact, Fu Qian could smell a little… no, two different scents.
Picking up a manuscript from the ground, Fu Qian slowly turned around and looked towards a corner of the room.
With platinum blonde hair, Ariel was sitting on a bench, greeting Fu Qian with a bright smile devoid of any impurity.
Fu Qian sighed and, facing the other’s gaze, stepped forward and sat down in the seat opposite her.
“I’m very curious… Can you tell me what you are doing here at such a late hour?”
Ariel’s face still wore a smile as she glanced at the manuscript in Fu Qian’s hand and asked.
“I heard some strange information at the opera house, so I came to investigate a bit.”
Fu Qian replied quite naturally.
At this moment, in this place, encountering Ariel was undoubtedly not a good thing.
In fact, as he approached this room, he had already been aware of her presence.
But Fu Qian did not give up his exploratory actions because of this.
Quite simply, he was now Camus Grelada, a member of the Native Council, and sneaking in here at midnight was certainly suspicious.
But after suspecting the presence of Ariel, leaving directly and without hesitation would clearly be more suspicious.