Chapter 2632 - 2627: 8 Wicked Women (Part 3)
Chapter 2632: Chapter 2627: 8 Wicked Women (Part 3)
The carriage navigated expertly.
Even though this vehicle was much less performant, it was clear that driving it was not an issue for Chief Yuan.
With a smooth start, the group of three officially embarked on their pilgrimage.
Although this trio looked utterly fantastical together.
Wen Li at least had a motive, regardless of what crime she had committed, she was here to arrest the criminal as a pursuer. But Yuan Shan?
Clearly a role more suitable for her, yet her distinct nonchalance suggested she was just here for the money as a driver.
The main point was that the money was evidently earned easily; there were no pedestrians on the road, let alone traffic lights, and the driving comfort was shockingly high.
"Although it sounds a bit odd, I can’t help but think that the two of you sitting like that really match each other."
Just a few hundred meters out, she already displayed an astounding level of immersion, entering the chatterbox driver mode.
Hmm...
And it was obvious Miss Wen was somewhat disturbed.
Sitting upright, she had started to meditate with her eyes closed, then slowly opened them at the sound, gazing at the handcuffs binding the two and the appearances of the passengers...
"It does match."
Her next response, however, was quite contradictory.
Wen Li, without any expression, directly agreed with Yuan Shan’s statement.
"Do you also want to join?"
Even the ensuing inquiry was explosive.
...
Well done.
This role of the cold-blooded hunter suits Miss Wen perfectly.
It’s not just about content but also its effect; casually responding with two sentences, the chatterbox driver fell silent.
For such an action, Fu Qian had only admiration in his heart.
Of course, it wasn’t as simple as the literal meaning; in his opinion, Wen Li’s words had a simple goal, to efficiently make the driver realize whose prey this was, and thereby shut them up.
Jokes or trials, the sole response was this unwavering attitude.
It was evident Yuan Shan perceived this and showed respect.
As for himself, unfortunately, even as the subject of the topic, he had no chance to express his opinion.
Along with Yuan Shan’s inquiry, the sensation of a lost voice appeared simultaneously.
Clearly, Wen Li did not like her prisoner engaging in pointless exchanges.
As for why the same trick wasn’t used against Yuan Shan?
Simple, the latter also retained a transcendent physique, possibly not so easily handled.
Up to now, he was undoubtedly the only one who had entirely reverted to an ordinary human role.
So why was this?
A thought-provoking question, and in Fu Qian’s view, if figured out, could be extremely significant to this mission.
Of course, before that, there was a need to attempt survival in the cracks.
It was already another phase where SAN Points were not abundant, and theoretically, the two beside him could effortlessly kill him—wait, there might not only be two.
Unfazed by the sudden silence, Fu Qian leisurely observed the surroundings, sensing the local customs within.
The overall color palette was mainly gray-white, with hardly any high buildings seen.
Indeed, it felt a bit like Silent Hill, a desolate city ghostly silent and the view shrouded in mist.
Not quite to the point of coal dust falling, but there was a constant oppressive feeling in the air with each breath.
It was hard to imagine how a criminal could safely lodge in such a place.
Not even just sleeping without changing, but specifically donning light plaid pajamas, rendering himself the least dignified one here.
Amongst this immersive scene, at a certain moment as the mist danced lightly, Fu Qian saw the first living creature outside.
A figure wrapped in a heavy cloak raised their left hand high, slowly moved to the center of the road, and blocked the way.
...
Indeed, the art of suppression was still effective.
Even though most of the face was hidden, exposing only a pair of eyes.
Fu Qian easily identified the identity of the roadblocker from the amber-like hues.
Su Gao, so you’ve come to join the fun too?
Indeed, who else but the rising star among the Night Watchman, Su Zhiyan?
Another acquaintance, another woman, undoubtedly further aligning with previous assumptions.
On one hand, it’s certainly a scenario based on his will; on another, the special guest spot is clearly suspicious.
One female acquaintance after another appeared this way; what was the story aiming to lead to?
And what role was Su Gao playing at this moment specifically?
"Sorry, we’re in a hurry."
Not at all careless due to the sparse pedestrians, Chief Yuan immediately stopped steadily, examining the newcomer.
Another tone slightly hostile, possibly some accumulated emotion from earlier.
"I know because I’m in a hurry too."
Su Gao always remained so candid, without a hint of excuse, calmly lowering her hand while stating her intention; she was here to hitch a ride.
Moreover, what she had been holding aloft was unmistakably a sheathed rapier, her downward-pointing motion indicating no harm.
"Understood, but I don’t have the final say; you’ll need the approval of other passengers."
Frank and assertive, this distinct aura plunged the driver into brief contemplation.
Results of these thoughts were to be an outsider immediately, pushing Wen Li out.
No mistake, given she had just emphasized "none of your business."
"We might not be going the same way."
Without failing expectations, Wen Li coolly picked up the conversation with no reservations about this tactic.
"We won’t."
Sadly, Su Gao shook her head.
"Where are you headed?"
The individual’s persistence made Wen Li slightly frown, yet she continued with a question.
"To where you’re headed."
The response was almost provocative, yet Su Gao’s serious tone made it hard to doubt her honesty.
"We’re heading to the Sanctuary."
Wen Li didn’t directly question it, but instead once more referred to a name.
"Then I’m going to the Sanctuary."
...
Truly remarkable.
Earlier evaluation of Miss Wen said she was exemplary, yet faced with Su Gao, that smoke-free assertiveness indeed showed a bit of color loss.
Clearly it was an utterly inadequate excuse, but after brief silence, Wen Li did not outright refuse.
"Thank you."
Su Gao evidently took it as consent, coming to the side and opening the car door the next moment.
The sole comfort was that despite glancing at the passengers in the back, she didn’t attempt to sit on the side, but opted for the front seat, acting oblivious to the special handcuffs on Fu Qian.
Unsurprisingly, throughout it all, Fu Qian’s voice again fell into a disappearing state, being prohibited by Wen Li from making verbal exchanges.
Although Fu Qian hadn’t intended to do so anyway.
[Current task updated, attempt to enter the Sanctuary]
Because his destination was also the same.