Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 103: The Hunter Craves Blood (Part 3)
Are the Night Watchers in Shangjing overly overflowing with talent?
A Demigod actually came directly to question him?
That Qin Feng Team Leader from before was only around Tier 7.
Could it be that they discovered some problem with him and were preparing to humanely destroy him directly?
Then his actions could be called walking right into a trap.
In fact, according to the task description, his relationship with the Night Watchers was one of competition.
Going to the competitor's turf to gather intelligence, taking some risks was very normal.
Fu Qian suppressed his body's reaction and didn't show any abnormalities.
But in his heart, he still hadn't relaxed his vigilance.
It was still uncertain how strong the mask's disguise effect was.
If he didn't deceive this one, exposing a three-layer nesting doll identity would probably be very difficult to explain.
When the time came, he might have to get up close and personal with a Demigod.
Going unparalleled in the Night Watcher Base, the difficulty level of this challenge couldn't be called low.
"Mr. Fang."
Fortunately, after the enchanting Demigod entered the door, she appeared quite polite.
Not only did she greet Fu Qian with a smile, but her address was also quite courteous.
It was just that her eyes observed Fu Qian's reactions the entire time, not letting any detail slip by.
"Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"
"Please do."
Fu Qian certainly didn't mind; he came here specifically to gather intel.
"Thank you."
"First, let me introduce myself."
The female Demigod's tone was gentle, her demeanor peaceful.
"I am Yuan Shan, the person in charge of the Night Watchers in the Shangjing region."
The person in charge? She's actually the boss of the Night Watchers in the Shangjing region!
Then this Demigod realm is understandable.
All things considered, this was the second Demigod he had come into close contact with.
Compared to Ibrahimovic in the archipelago, this one's aura was far less sharp and fierce.
For her to come directly to question him, the lost Blood of Thorns must be no small matter.
Fu Qian thought to himself, but his face remained impassive.
"I've heard much about you."
Out of politeness, Fu Qian offered a completely insincere pleasantry.
Yuan Shan smiled, minding it not at all.
"A colleague of mine had an accident in your shop today while carrying out an investigative mission...
Could you describe the situation at that time in detail?"
"I've already explained the situation at that time to those two."
Fu Qian frowned, displaying a look of recollection.
"I personally don't really know what happened either."
"That Team Leader Qin Feng first came to the door and brought up some of my rule violations."
Regarding his current identity, Fu Qian still knew very little, and had to be vague about many details.
Fortunately, Yuan Shan didn't seem to care about these details.
"I earnestly provided an explanation for this. Unfortunately, Team Leader Qin didn't seem to believe me very much, and as he spoke, he became a bit agitated."
"And then?"
"And then... then his head just exploded."
"It just exploded directly? Could you describe it in a bit more detail?"
"In a bit more detail, huh."
Fu Qian looked as if he was organizing his words.
"After his tone became a bit intense, he yelled at me a couple of times. Before I even had time to respond, his expression suddenly became very painful, and then his head swelled three or four times its size in a flash, and immediately after, it exploded."
"Are you sure his head swelled three or four times?"
Yuan Shan asked with a serious expression.
"Very sure."
Yuan Shan didn't speak, falling into a brief contemplation.
"But you were unharmed?"
After thinking for a few seconds, Yuan Shan asked another question.
You guys really are colleagues, you all ask the exact same questions.
However, Fu Qian keenly noticed that when Yuan Shan asked this question, her voice seemed to contain a certain special rhythm.
Hearing it was like bathing in a spring breeze, yet also like a whisper right by the ear, making one uncontrollably fall into it and pour out the deepest secrets of their heart.
She had activated a mental attack without showing any signs. If the Thug class hadn't strengthened his mental resistance, he probably would have fallen for her trick carelessly.
The key is she hadn't used it earlier, and bringing it out suddenly now was extremely natural and impossible to defend against.
This woman is a formidable character!
"Uh, it's mainly because I didn't completely trust that Team Leader Qin...
I'm a person with heavy defenses, and I slightly suspected his identity, so I was keeping an eye on his movements the whole time. The moment there was an anomaly, I..."
Fu Qian deliberately guided the narrative to suggest he ran to Shangjing because he had enemies out of town.
His nesting doll identity was inherently a suspicious point that was hard to explain; explaining it as avoiding enemies made logical sense instead.
To increase his credibility, while speaking, he maintained a thoughtful state, following the other party's tone, his eyes somewhat vacant.
...
Fu Qian's answer made Yuan Shan's face turn somewhat grave.
She was silent for a moment and just about to speak when someone suddenly knocked on the door outside.
Yuan Shan waved her hand lightly, and the door opened in response.
A man with a poker face stood outside and nodded at her.
As expected of the Night Watchers' stronghold, experts are numerous.
This guy is at least a Fourth Tier.
Fu Qian looked at the middle-aged man outside, assuming this guy's position in the Shangjing Night Watcher Base wasn't low either.
Yuan Shan glanced back and saw the latter's expression was abnormal.
"I'll step out for a moment."
About half a minute later, Yuan Shan pushed the door and entered again, looking at Fu Qian with a somewhat complicated expression.
"I apologize, my people were a bit impolite earlier. Some sudden situations today caught us somewhat off guard."
"It's no problem."
She was clearly still somewhat suspicious of him just now, but at this moment...
Fu Qian keenly felt the change in Yuan Shan's tone.
What new information did that poker face bring?
"Please take a look, was Qin Feng's reaction like this before he died?"
Poker Face stepped forward and turned on the device in his hand.
Fu Qian took a look. This seemed to be a surveillance video; the camera quality looked average, and the image was relatively blurry.
But it could still be distinguished that a rapidly sprinting figure's head suddenly expanded several times, followed by a violent explosion, and finally a headless corpse fell to the ground.
Sure enough, another incident had happened.
"Yes, it was exactly like this."
Fu Qian blinked.
Yuan Shan and Poker Face exchanged a glance.
"Thank you for your assistance. You may go back."
Yuan Shan didn't say anything more. She beckoned, and soon a heroic-looking young girl walked in.
"You escort Mr. Fang downstairs."
Yes!
The little girl agreed crisply, turned around, and gestured to Fu Qian.
"Mr. Fang, please come with me."
Other than confirming there were more casualties, there's no other valuable information for the time being!
Fu Qian slowly stood up and walked out under the young girl's unblinking surveillance.
As it stood now, the Night Watchers were undoubtedly reacting strongly to the stolen item and had cast an inescapable net to find the person.
His task description mentioned getting the Blood of Thorns before them.
This meant he had to find the person before them, otherwise the task would likely fail.
Unfortunately, although he had cleared his suspicion, Yuan Shan and the others were still highly defensive and had no intention of revealing any information in front of him.
But it didn't matter.
As a mediocre-strength alt account, this was exactly when its usefulness shone.
Fu Qian maintained the normal action of walking outward, while fully opening his five senses to maximize discerning the surrounding information.
Very quickly, the sound of Yuan Shan and Poker Face conversing echoed.
Just as expected.
At this distance, these two hadn't considered the possibility of an Eighth Tier superhuman being able to hear them talk at all.
Although it wasn't very clear, he still heard a few place names. Yuan Shan seemed to be instructing this man to heavily monitor these areas.
Among them, the one spoken with the lowest voice was a place called Houhai Manor.
According to common sense, the lower the volume, generally the more important it is.
Houhai Manor, memorized.
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