Chapter 1444: Chapter 1442 Artificial Existence Core (12)
In a mont, Fu Qian seed to understand why his senior Kisaragi Chie chose to be a second-rate diviner.
At this mont, his performance as a first-rate swindler, though showcasing undeniable skills, clearly did not make the custor more satisfied.
Not only that, but the exquisitely crafted desk in front of him was silently exposed with several flaws by the Night Watchman, with wood dust silently falling.
And in his other hand, that oversized Zuo Lun had already been drawn again.
“That’s right, I am a Transcendent.”
Facing the barrel of the gun that seed ready to spew flas at any mont, Fu Qian thought for a mont, then added fuel to the fire.
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Sure enough, true experts have personality. The Night Watchman mber in front of him, almost at Fourth Phase strength, unexpectedly turned his gun around in the next mont, using it like a lee weapon, swinging it at Fu Qian’s face.
Winona clearly still believed Fu Qian’s words. After all, if it were an ordinary person, getting hit like that would likely shatter their face.
And in the face of such an attack, Fu Qian simply sat there, showing no reaction even as the wind whisked past his face.
The crisp tallic clash ca from a bright short blade.
Just when Fu Qian’s face was about to be broken, this sudden cold gleam rigidly blocked Winona’s weapon.
…
“Why stop ?”
Suddenly facing a change in situation, Winona, though shocked, didn’t make any more exaggerated moves but instead looked at the figure that suddenly appeared beside her.
Fu Qian did the sa.
Tall and expressionless, it was a middle-aged man wearing black gloves.
Apart from the short blade that blocked Winona’s weapon, he had another pair in his hand, pointing distantly at himself.
Surveying from top to bottom, the most striking feature of the newcor was the bald top of his head.
I must say, this smooth, round head suits this look quite well.
At the sa ti, this overly classic image sparked Fu Qian’s interest, subtly curious to see if there was sothing like a barcode on the back of his head.
“Stopping you from doing aningless things, this guy is clearly trying to provoke you.”
Sure enough, he seed quite familiar with Winona. In the next mont, the bald man directly withdrew the short blade, gracefully sheathing it, speaking in a calm and low voice.
“You an he wanted to smash his face on purpose? Why didn’t I just realize you were there, guessing you would stop ?”
It turns out he indeed knew Winona well enough.
The anger seed to vanish from Winona in an instant, truly not continuing her previous actions. The gun in her hand spun gracefully before returning to her waist, leading her to snort and retort.
“Because you didn’t notice.”
The bald man showed no intention of sitting down, surveying the surroundings casually as he replied.
“Moreover, if this Mr. Grimshaw could really achieve such a level, wouldn’t I be more obliged to stop you to avoid provoking him to death?”
“Seems like either way, I must thank you… So why did you co so late?”
The bald man’s analysis was reasoned and logical, truly leaving no grounds for rebuke, and Winona seed unwilling to force it, directly changing the topic.
“You ca too quickly.”
The bald man maintained his tone without fluctuation, withdrawing his gaze after his futile search to explain.
“I did a slight verification of Mr. Grimshaw’s information and confird so abnormalities before imdiately setting out.”
“Oh, what was abnormal?”
This question was posed by Fu Qian.
The bald newcor was undoubtedly also a mber of the Night Watchman, and he seed easier to talk to by comparison, so he didn’t restrain himself.
“Custor source.”
Proof indeed, the bald man was amicable.
Facing Fu Qian’s overly forthcoming inquiry, he gave him a deep look before almost imdiately answering without hesitation.
“Records show you have just arrived in Los, considering you haven’t even registered with the association, and given this place isn’t so close to the Wesley family, it’s entirely unclear where Claire’s confidence in you ca from, leading to such important consultation.”
“In fact, according to feedback, she herself indeed doesn’t know why she ca to you. Can you, as the person involved, explain this?”
…
The bald man’s question was undoubtedly professional and sharp, catching even Winona without words, turning instead to an expression of anticipation.
“You’re right about that, it was a mysterious force that guided Claire to co.”
Fu Qian was naturally not going to be stage-frightened, soon replying with profound insight.
“And perhaps hard to believe, I also only realized this just before she arrived.”
“Haha… Don’t you think my previous handling thod is more suitable for this guy?”
Fu Qian’s words were naturally all true, but unfortunately, they weren’t easy to believe.
After pausing for a mont, Winona imdiately gave the bald man a strange smile.
Even the latter furrowed his brows for the first ti, seemingly evaluating the value of continuing communication with Fu Qian.
“In any case, he hasn’t done any direct harm.”
After a brief consideration, the bald man still slightly shook his head.
“Moreover, I received the results on my way here that what Claire brought back was indeed just ordinary water. Theoretically, his actions could even be considered a prank.”
“But Wesley is missing.”
Winona was evidently decisive, rely snorting at her colleague’s words, getting straight to the point.
“Indeed, so even though it was ordinary water, it might be so kind of signal or warning. Although Claire didn’t bring the item, she clearly told her husband about the whole affair.”
The bald man nodded, his eyes always on Fu Qian.
“Can Mr. Grimshaw explain? Trust , it will be beneficial for you.”
“Sure, but can I ask a question first?”
In the face of the bald man’s persuasion, Fu Qian readily agreed, simultaneously presenting a small condition.
“…Call Leland.”
This overly indifferent-to-life-and-death attitude seed montarily incomprehensible to the bald man as well.
However, after brief contemplation, he finally introduced himself, indicating the other party could ask.
“Alright, Mr. Leland, my question is simple; during my earlier conversation with Claire, she ntioned they have a Night Watchman friend. Are you that person?”
For this seemingly more reliable number two thug compared to Winona, Fu Qian was also very courteous in his address.
Of course, his question was clearly more impactful than his honorifics, causing Winona across the table to suddenly open her eyes wide in contrast to the bald Leland.
“Until today, I didn’t know them.”
After a brief silence, Leland still chose to answer.
“Understood.”
Fu Qian didn’t seem to doubt the authenticity of the answer at all, turning his head to look at Winona in the next mont.
“So was it you then?”
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