Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Zhao Fanggang smiled brightly.
“I only have a good wife!”
The two middle-aged detectives frowned.
After numerous inquiries, Zhao Fanggang pushed his current status and wealth onto Ma Dong’s former woman, Sun Hui… while he himself… was just a man living off women!
Ma;ang City Detective Bureau. Underground, secret department, small regulator hall.
Chen Zhi focused on Zhao Fanggang, who was being interrogated.
“Fierce!”
“So meticulous!”
“He is purposely hiding his true personality…”
“I have a tight defense in my heart, and I’m willing to admit that I’m only relying by freeloader to advance…
She tapped her fingertips against the table as she continued to think.
Malang City, near the suburbs, single apartment.
After building herself up, Mu Qing finally called the number on the note.
Ha!
Buzz…
At the same time, a dull vibration suddenly exploded in the silent interrogation room!
For the entire night, Zhao Fanggang, who was like an old fox, had a slight change in his expression!
“Turn back the camera for 15 seconds!”
Zong Tiansheng, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Unit, said in a low voice outside the interrogation room.
“Move the camera forward for about ten seconds!”
Chen Zhi raised his voice.
In the two videos, Zhao Fanggang’s sudden change, his tightening movements, his eyes, and his face were captured.
In the interrogation room.
Zhao Fanggang felt the phone vibrate in his arms.
Only the godfather knew about this phone.
Under the gaze, Zhao Fanggang changed his sitting position and asked.
“Officer Yang, it shouldn’t be a problem to answer a call, right?”
“Of course.”
The middle-aged detective, Yang Na, extended his hand.
Zhao Fanggang took out his phone and glanced at the screen. It was an unknown number.
He picked up the call.
“Hello…”
“I am…”
It was a woman’s voice.
Just as she was about to continue,
Zhao Fanggang’s deep voice interrupted her.
“I understand.”
“Right now, I’m cooperating with the detectives to do some investigations. I’ll help you deal with it after we leave!
Then, he hung up.
With just four simple words, Zhao Fanggang deduced many things. Firstly, the call was not from the godfather. Secondly, it was not a wrong number. Thirdly, this person should be one of the godfather’s subordinates. Fourthly, from the tone of ‘hello’, it was not an urgent matter, nor was it some sly old fox from the underground world.
In the suburbs, a single apartment.
Mu Qing looked at the phone in her hand.
“Cooperate with the detective and conduct an investigation?”
“Investigating someone else, or… being investigated?”
…
“Let’s stop here for today and let him go.”
In the interrogation room, Zong Jingxian’s voice came through the earphones of the two middle-aged detectives.
Half an hour later, Zhao Fanggang walked out of the building with his hands in his pockets. He stretched and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
He waited outside the Malang City Detective Bureau for a while.
A red sports car roared as it approached and stopped before Zhao Fanggang.
Sun Hui, who used to be Ma Dong’s woman, jumped out of the car anxiously.
“I’m fine.”
Zhao Fanggang waved his hand.
In the bedroom, in front of the desk, red data flashed before his eyes. With one last jump, a line of information kept unfolding:
[Matched Disciple: Zhao Fanggang]
[Compatibility: 100%]
At the same time, a series of metallic sounds rang in Qin Yu’s ears.
Ding!
[Congratulations, host! Your first disciple has reached perfection!]
[You have a chance to obtain a new disciple template!]
“It’s over?”
Qin Yu murmured.
80% compatibility will grant you one chance, at 100% compatibility, and a second chance.
After pondering for a while, a vague sense of urgency surfaced in his heart.
Without hesitation, he clicked and drew!
It was just like the previous round. Under Lin Mo’s gaze, the appearances of various existences kept flashing past!
Previously, the “hideous clown”, “snake-like man”, and “gentleman” that he had noticed appeared again…
Very soon, the scene stopped.
Ding!
[Congratulations, you have obtained the third character template]
[Name: Jack the Ripper]
[Famous Words: The detective game is over!]
[“I’m so excited that I can’t stop myself. Because if he’s still alive, I can kill him again!”]
[Rare Rank: S (Rare)]
A tall, fair-skinned man with long silver hair appeared in front of Lin Mo.
This person had a killer aura that made people shudder. His irises were dark green, and his eyes were cold and sharp.
Qin Yu sized up the person in the template and made his first impression.
He was wearing a black coat and had long silver hair. His face was covered by the hat and fringe. He had a cold and cruel personality, and his mind was calm. It was as if he could kill anyone without hesitation.
“Killer?”
“Jack the Ripper?”
Late at night, under the warm light, Qin Yu sat before the desk and continued to examine the character template.
He had a feeling that the template this time was far more dangerous than the previous two, and it was also deeper into this world.
If Zhao Fanggang was killing for revenge, then this Jack the Ripper was killing like a madman without any purpose!
When his gaze landed on the silver-haired man, he reacted the same way as the Wall Street stock god. He saw that the man named Jack was alive!
He slowly raised his head and revealed a cold smile. With his left hand, he raised his revolver and aimed the black muzzle at Qin Yu!
The corners of his lips curled up into a sneer… and he pulled the trigger.
In that instant, it was as if he could smell the gunpowder from the gun barrel.
Bang!
Every experience that had happened to Jack had been captured by Qin Yu across time and space.
The Janitor of the mysterious organization!
He often carried out various assassination missions, and when he killed, he did not hesitate at all. He would kill anyone who knew the organization’s secrets without mercy… He would never remember the faces and names that he had already killed!
He is extremely loyal to Boss and hates traitors. Once he discovers traitors, they will be eliminated at all costs without leaving any traces behind…”