Zheng Fan's main body's head withdrew its consciousness. After another moment of daze, he spoke, "I caught him, but I think I hit him too hard... Hmm, what are you doing?"
Jiang Si was holding his head very tightly, especially with one hand firmly gripping his neck. This force would have strangled a normal person to death.
"Wah! Evil Mr., you're alive?" Jiang Si quickly reacted and let go.
"I wasn't dead."
As he spoke, a group of birds, cats, and dogs returned, carrying things in their mouths. They first reassembled Zheng Fan's body, though it was still a bit incomplete. And when Zheng Fan recovered, he was still holding the carcass of a Compsognathus, curled up like a tumbleweed.
"This little dinosaur is quite cute too." Jiang Si curiously reached out to touch it, not minding that it was the corpse of a creature that had met a tragic end.
Zheng Fan squeezed the Compsognathus's corpse into a special point the size of a ping-pong ball and put it away. He touched his neck, "Were you okay just now?"
"I found that I have a strong feeling for Evil Mr. when he's just a head!" Jiang Si's eyes lit up as she spoke bluntly, showing a fondness no less than that for Mr. Brachio.
Zheng Fan: "...What did you say?"
"I said I have a strong feeling for Evil Mr. when he's just a head..."
Zheng Fan reached out and held the girl's forehead, "I heard you. I'm just wondering what kind of Hobbies and emotions prompted you to say such rebellious words."
"I don't know either." Jiang Si pushed Zheng Fan's hand away, "Maybe it's because the usual Evil Mr. looks too scary, making me afraid to have any overly presumptuous thoughts."
"I hope you remember what you said when you speak out of turn in the future."
"Anyway, it's a very strange feeling. I might be more of a giver than a receiver." Jiang Si said, half-jokingly, half-seriously.
Zheng Fan looked at her, then turned and walked towards where the previous target had died. "Let's talk about it after you've sorted out your chaotic emotional expression."
The topic was quickly glossed over.
The two arrived at the location. By now, the large fire had mostly been extinguished by the heavy rain. The smell of charring made Jiang Si uncomfortable.
The other fragmented animals that Zheng Fan had left behind to watch the scene were also recalled when Zheng Fan arrived.
Zheng Fan used his foot to flip the body over, revealing its face.
"Looks like he fell pretty badly," Jiang Si said.
Half of the body's face was disfigured from the fall, making it difficult even for someone who knew him to identify him clearly.
The dinosaur carcasses that the Compsognathus had used to intercept Zheng Fan's animal group seemed to have disappeared shortly after the Compsognathus died, once the influence of the event distortion had completely faded.
As a result, the remaining traces at the scene might only be considered a slightly exaggerated car accident scene.
As for why a motorcycle could cause such a major car accident, making the scene look like an armed conflict, don't ask.
Zheng Fan put on gloves and searched the person's body. With Jiang Si's help, they quickly stripped the person clean, finally finding an employee ID card.
"Life Gene? Looks like a company. So, it's organized and premeditated." Zheng Fan examined the ID card in his hand.
"So, can my Dragon Bird still come back?" Jiang Si asked, rubbing her fingers together.
"Unlikely," Zheng Fan said casually.
Jiang Si was a little disappointed.
"You didn't even hold that thing for more than half an hour. What's there to be sad about?"
"Small animals capture people's hearts with just one look! Just like Evil Mr.'s sparrows." Jiang Si discussed seriously.
Zheng Fan thought for a moment, "I like that saying. Alright, the night is still long, and the rain will continue for a while. We can try to find your Dragon Bird again."
With that, he took out his phone again and dialed Little Zhao's number: "Little Zhao, help me find out what Life Gene is. Yes, it's probably an organization. Send the information to this email address."
Little Zhao truly lived up to her training under Lin Yilin; her professional abilities had long surpassed Zheng Fan, the mascot.
After treating Lin Yilin as customer service for various questions, the child had now grown up and could serve as a temporary customer service for Zheng Fan.
However, their efficiency was ultimately not as fast and terrifying as Binary Little Sister's, and the information gathered from a grassroots perspective also had many limitations.
But it didn't matter; even a little was enough for Zheng Fan to find an opening.
While waiting for the information, Zheng Fan looked at Jiang Si, who was casually standing in the rain beside him.
Not far away, police lights were approaching.
Given how recklessly Zheng Fan had used his weapons, it was normal for the police to arrive.
"Let's go get some late-night snacks first," Zheng Fan suggested.
Jiang Si immediately covered her butt, her expression wary.
This made Zheng Fan chuckle, "This time, we're eating normal food."
Jiang Si found a roadside hotel with very poor conditions to check into. It didn't look like a very reputable hotel, and with Jiang Si's hearing, she could hear some explicit sounds as soon as she entered.
However, for the Violent World, which was very yellow and violent, such things were minor.
Violence and lust were highly intertwined. Mixing violence with that kind of activity, or suddenly wanting to do that kind of activity amidst violence, was probably a very common logic in the Violent World.
The hotel receptionist was an ordinary young woman. She was a bit surprised to see Jiang Si, as Jiang Si's figure looked very high-class.
In the Grey District these days, it was hard to hook anyone with a beautiful young woman walking around late at night.
Everyone had gotten smarter; they either thought there was someone behind her or that she herself was a ghost.
Especially after getting closer, the young woman keenly noticed the bloodstains on Jiang Si that hadn't been washed away by the rain, and she became even more respectful.
She really was a bait!
Jiang Si casually rented a room and checked in with Zheng Fan. Although she didn't care much about getting wet, she couldn't eat while getting wet.
However, upon entering, she found that the room didn't seem to have been properly cleaned. There were some used items left on the floor, and a strange smell lingered.
Jiang Si went to the window and pulled it open, despite the rain outside.
"I'm going to take a shower." With that, she immediately started taking off her clothes.
Zheng Fan leaned against the window, watching silently.
Her clothes were casually thrown outside, and she walked into the bathroom.
Zheng Fan also began his own preparations.
When Jiang Si came out, she was wearing a white, fitted tank top as an undershirt, with a dark red jacket over it. Below her short skirt, she had smooth, fair legs paired with a pair of delicate open-toed sandals.
Zheng Fan, on the other hand, had moved a table over and used a card to conjure a full spread of barbecue on it.
"Smells so good! Isn't this much more normal than fried noodles with more chili powder than noodles?"
"I saw you go in naked. Where did you conjure these clothes from?" Zheng Fan asked, looking at the much refreshed Jiang Si after her shower.
"Heh heh, that's the secret of a Killing demon beautiful girl," Jiang Si said proudly.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Let's eat." Zheng Fan picked up a skewer.
Jiang Si picked up a grilled chicken wing with both hands and said while gnawing on it, "As expected of Evil Mr., he can casually watch me naked and not even bother to express any thoughts."
"Nice figure, and then what? Do you want me to applaud you?" Zheng Fan said boredly.
"Thanks for the compliment, but honestly, the lack of reaction is a bit disappointing."
"Isn't it you who's strange for casually stripping, not me?"
"Because it's Evil Mr.! We've already been at zero distance, so does this little bit of barrier still matter?" Jiang Si said, logically.
"That does make sense."
"Has Magic Woman/Miss shown you?"
"No, but if I asked, she'd probably agree casually."
"I feel like she'd be boring in bed too."
"Slightly agree. What about you?"
"I can be very versatile!"
Skewers were scattered all over the floor.
"So why am I in a dilapidated hotel on a rainy day, eating skewers and talking about bedroom performance with you?"
"It's said that on rainy days, some specific people's brains become abnormal. Human emotions are truly troublesome things. Perhaps that's why I still haven't learned or understood them." After eating her fill, Jiang Si lay down on the bed without any regard for her image.
"Indeed troublesome," Zheng Fan echoed.
"Oh, and about that previous topic, I've raised stray cats, so what about you, Evil Mr.? You seem to really like small animals." Jiang Si suddenly remembered.
"I raised a sparrows." Zheng Fan had finished indulging his craving and was now leaning on the windowsill, looking at the rain. He answered when he heard the question.
"You really like sparrows, don't you? What happened to that sparrows in the end?"
"It was killed by a stray cat."
"Ah..."
"Then I put the stray cat directly into the microwave, and my parents scolded me. It's a very boring story, isn't it?" Zheng Fan finished speaking very quickly. As he turned to look at Jiang Si, lightning arrived with thunder.
Jiang Si lay on the bed, looking up at Zheng Fan.
"In that case..." she mused, "did Evil Mr. express his love for that little sparrows through violence against the perpetrator?"
Zheng Fan shifted his gaze back to the window, answering evasively, "Violence is indeed an undeniable means of expression. Perhaps that's true for most emotions."
Silence fell in the room.
After a long while, the phone rang. Zheng Fan took out his phone, glanced at it, and said, "Let's go, I know the location."
