"Hey, if you ask , this Old Yao is truly a talented individual!"
"What do you think, Brother Li? Did we at Jiang'an Hall strike gold?"
In the backseat of the speeding luxury car, the Tycoon waved his tablet proudly as he spoke.
Li Hua adjusted his glasses.
"Indeed impressive, Brother He. But I'm more interested in the person who solved the puzzle..."
"Of course, now isn't the ti to dwell on that—after the puzzle's solution, our top priority is figuring out what 'Fluoxetine' actually intends to do."
Li Hua spoke with seriousness.
The Tycoon waved his hand dismissively: "That crazy woman's thoughts are beyond my comprehension. If anything... trying to speculate about her motives feels utterly pointless..."
"But the Psychological Society isn't the Free Alliance. They don't do things without purpose—even Fluoxetine operates this way."
"These people only seem incomprehensible because their goals and values differ from normal people's. But every move they make is absolutely deliberate."
Li Hua analyzed calmly.
"Moreover... I can sense she's definitely plotting sothing."
"Throughout the entire previous dungeon, beneath her seemingly chaotic and willful actions, there was an extrely strong sense of purpose hidden!"
After hearing Li Hua's words, the Tycoon nodded thoughtfully.
"Alright, Brother Li, I'll admit your reasoning makes sense..."
"But there's no denying it's difficult to deduce her intentions."
Li Hua raised his head with gleaming eyes: "Precisely why I wanted to consult... the opinion of the 'Jiangcheng Ga Master'."
This luxury business sedan had soundproofing between the front and rear seats.
With the partition currently lowered, the driver in front and Li Hua with the Tycoon might as well have been in separate spaces.
Only the two of them occupied the rear seats.
Yet Li Hua spoke with complete certainty.
"Then... Honorable Hacker, what is your opinion?"
He seed to be addressing empty air.
Then sothing slightly eerie occurred...
In the next mont, a voice actually materialized out of nowhere to respond.
"Fluoxetine's purpose? Hmm... I genuinely have no insights this ti!"
A cold, synthesized chanical voice echoed through the car interior.
Neither the Tycoon nor Li Hua appeared particularly surprised, quickly identifying the sound's source—
The car's rear speaker system.
"You have no leads either?"
Li Hua sounded sowhat astonished.
Though both were Ga Masters, his tone carried noticeably more respect.
Yet this "respect" seed less like obligatory deference to a superior, and more like the courtesy a junior shows an elder.
"I wouldn't say completely without leads, just so baseless conjectures."
"If I had to speculate... perhaps this invitation serves two purposes."
"First, to draw out a specific individual—soone beyond the six invitees in your dungeon."
The chanical voice continued.
"Soone beyond us? A specific target?"
Li Hua pondered this.
Then, as if struck by inspiration, he murmured incredulously: "I see... that explains why a 'puzzle' was necessary—because to solve it, we'd inevitably share it with others."
"Not only that, but out of caution, we'd also gather mbers from our own organizations..."
"And among them would be the person Fluoxetine wants to et!"
The synthesized voice emitted an unnatural, slightly unsettling chanical laugh: "Hahaha, correct. Like the ABC Murders—the best place to hide a tree is in a forest."
Hearing this, the Tycoon's expression changed slightly.
"Damn, choosing Jiangcheng as the location to draw out a specific person... going through all this trouble."
"Feels like the Psychological Society is coming for !"
His face showed unprecedented gravity.
"Hmph, seems this rank twenty-seven, Order-affiliated, fourth-tier Unique Class expert has finally drawn their attention!"
The Tycoon's speculation seed reasonable.
But Li Hua and the mysterious "Jiangcheng Ga Master" clearly disagreed.
"One hundred percent not you," stated the chanical voice.
Li Hua was more direct: "Brother He, you practically live at that old restaurant ruin of yours twenty-four seven. If they wanted you, would they need such elaborate asures?"
"My guess is she's targeting soone far more elusive..."
Li Hua's words carried clear implication.
The Tycoon caught the subtext.
"Well damn, that actually makes sense," he said, leaning toward the car speakers. "Hacker, maybe you should be careful!"
The Jiangcheng Ga Master's voice responded:
"Also not ."
"Regardless, this target is extrely difficult to guess."
Li Hua adjusted his glasses again upon hearing this.
"Then let's set that aside... didn't you ntion earlier there was a second purpose?"
"Chaos. This aligns with the Psychological Society's consistent thods," the chanical voice coldly replied. "They want to use this opportunity to create chaos."
"Within their organization, whether radical faction, conservative faction, or moderates, all share one belief—chaos 'accelerates growth'."
"With all major factions now converging on Jiangcheng, centered around that overpass... we're likely to witness the exact kind of 'chaos' the Psychological Society desires!"
"If mishandled, there's over a seventy percent chance its scale will exceed last year's 'Mountain Snow Riot'!"
Both Li Hua and the Tycoon's expressions darkened.
"Is this your speculation?" asked the Tycoon, abandoning his usual casual deanor to sit upright.
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"So... gentlen."
"Good luck."
The chanical voice cut off abruptly.
The Tycoon and Li Hua wore grave expressions.
After a long silence, the Tycoon finally cursed:
"Well damn, I'd rather they were coming for !"
......
anwhile, southern Jiangcheng.
At the city outskirts where urban areas transition to suburbs, in an unremarkable noodle shop beneath a residential building.
The Corporate Drone "Big Bird" from Lin Yu's squad had recomnded this establishnt.
Thus all six team mbers were currently enjoying authentic Jiangcheng dry-mixed noodles.
"Pretty damn tasty, though I still prefer braised noodles," comnted the brawny High Mountain between loud slurps of his extra-large portion.
The group consisted entirely of young adult males who'd woken early and gone hungry until now. Faced with genuinely good noodles, they naturally focused entirely on eating.
Only Lin Yu maintained so decorum fitting his 'May May' persona.
Though another reason was...
While the noodles were good, as a lifelong Jiangcheng native, Lin Yu found them hardly remarkable.
Especially having grown up with his sister running a restaurant—this flavor was practically childhood comfort food.
But just as Lin Yu prepared to politely agree "these noodles are quite good"—
A voice from behind nearly made him jump out of his seat.
"Listen up everyone, my dad told this place serves the real deal."
"Don't judge by appearances—I wouldn't bring just anyone here!"
A youthful, lively female voice floated in from the entrance.
And this voice...
Undoubtedly belonged to Li Nian.
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