Soul Patch

Chapter 162 The Patch Carrier for Murder

"Ding," the elevator has arrived.

The crisp sound echoed in the elevator, seemingly striking the hearts of everyone present, causing them to involuntarily shudder.

The sight of Xue Xiaowan's gruesome corpse on the ground filled those present with immense dread and fear.

Wenjie also found the corpse on the ground too horrifying, but he knew that this was a murder rehearsal by the system, and that Xue Xiaowan's corpse had probably been turned into this state by some patch carrier using a tool.

It's not that some supernatural event occurred, and it certainly won't affect anyone present.

Thinking this way, he calmed down a lot.

The two policemen who were originally carrying Xue Xiaowan looked at each other and saw that the other also had a mournful face and looked like he wanted to turn around and run away. They seemed to find some comfort in each other.

Just as the two men were looking at each other, seeking comfort in one another, Captain Wu glared at them, raised his hand and tapped them twice, cursing, "You, and you, hurry up and put him on the back of the chair, what are you dawdling for!"

people?

Can those things on the ground still be called people?

It looked like a dried corpse that had been deep-fried; the once plump and tender flesh on its body had collapsed, as if it had been skinned alive.

Since their boss had spoken, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and squat down, holding their breath and trying not to smell anything related to it.

When the two men touched the corpse, they trembled uncontrollably as if they had been electrocuted.

"Hurry up!" Captain Wu shouted again as he pressed the elevator button.

Finally, the two men, trembling, managed to lift the twisted and deformed corpse onto the stretcher.

Wenjie turned his head away, not wanting to look at the corpse any longer. Although there was no unusual smell emanating from it, he could clearly smell the scent of death.

Wu, who was pressing the elevator button, tilted his head at Wenjie, gesturing for him to get on the elevator.

Wenjie was about to say something more, but Captain Wu didn't give him a chance at all, twisting his arm and pushing him into the elevator.

"I..." Wenjie wanted to say that he had something to do in the afternoon, something very important.

Thinking about it again, I realized that this statement was inappropriate. When the police invite you to the police station for a chat, you should put aside all important matters.

Once inside the elevator, Captain Wu glanced at the gruesome corpse on the stretcher, sighed, and quickly took off his police uniform to cover it.

Wenjie stared at Captain Wu for a moment, then slowly lowered his head.

Because the body was covered by clothing, the gruesome corpse did not cause panic when people left the building.

Wenjie followed Captain Wu into the police car; the two of them were in one car, while the other officers were in another.

As soon as he got in the car, Wenjie stared at Captain Wu with such deep eyes that it seemed he could see into the man's soul.

Under Wenjie's watchful gaze, Captain Wu laughed heartily.

He patted Wenjie on the shoulder and said, "How did you guess that, kid?"

Wenjie laughed as well: "Actually, it's quite simple. When you saw Xue Xiaowan's body contorted and deformed, the other police officers were terrified, either vomiting or trembling all over, but you weren't surprised at all..."

This means you've seen similar situations before and have developed an immunity to them. This is a scenario unique to the system, so you understand system-related matters; you are a patch carrier.

"Interesting. I didn't expect you to be so observant..." Captain Wu took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, smelled it, and then hesitated before putting it back in his pocket.

Seeing this, Wenjie took out his pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, tossed one to Captain Wu, and said while striking his lighter:

"I'll smoke one if I can. What time is it now? When I couldn't move at all, I thought I was going to die here today."

The cluster of blue flames suddenly flared up, and Wenjie brought the flame closer to Captain Wu's cigarette, then brought his own head closer as well.

"call"

"call"

The two of them exhaled a puff of smoke, and Wenjie's tense nerves finally relaxed a little at this moment.

He looked at Captain Wu, took a deep breath, and as white smoke billowed from his nostrils, he asked, "Captain Wu, have you found the murderer?"

Captain Wu exhaled the puff of smoke from his mouth forcefully, gritting his teeth as he said, "No."

Wenjie was a little surprised and turned his head slightly to look at Captain Wu.

Judging from Captain Wu's expression, it seems that this is also his first time performing a task on a networked system.

I thought I was the only newbie among the five of us. I didn't understand the rules, I didn't have any props, I had nothing. I was just trying to tough it out with my physical strength...

But with so many items in the system, any one of them would be enough to give him a hard time. Just now, wasn't that just like leaving himself frozen in place and at the mercy of others?

If things continue like this, my fate will probably be similar to Xue Xiaowan's.

Now that my identity has been exposed, the chances of me surviving this mission are slim!

However, I'm not that bad myself. At least Captain Wu isn't much better than me, haha.

As he thought about it, a playful smile appeared on his face.

Team Leader Wu understood the smile in Wenjie's eyes, and his gaze turned cold as he looked at him.

Wenjie coughed twice, then asked, "Captain Wu, what's your plan?"

Captain Wu stretched his hand, which was holding a cigarette, out the car window, flicked off the ash, looked at Wenjie thoughtfully, and said, "I heard them all call you Little Boss Wen. Is your surname Wen?"

"Um"

Wenjie was a little speechless. Was this the time for casual conversation? What did it matter what my surname was?

Furthermore, Wenjie has really had enough of the situation where people who knew him before suddenly became strangers after he changed his life trajectory.

It's like you're chatting with someone who has amnesia. You talk to them about many things, but they keep staring at you and asking, "Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?"

Team Leader Wu ignored Wenjie's indifference and continued, "Why do you think the patch carriers have to kill each other?"

Wenjie's expression remained indifferent: "Not everyone kills each other. I didn't kill Xue Xiaowan, and I won't kill you..."

He was speaking casually, because ever since he first encountered online missions, the patches had been probing each other's identities, stabbing each other in the back, and stealing each other's items.

The impression that patch carriers are competitors vying for resources is deeply ingrained.

In this system, resources are equivalent to life; nobody wants to die in the system.

But Wu's sudden question gave him a feeling of seeing the sun after the clouds had parted, like the first ray of dawn tearing through the thick darkness, and in an instant, sunlight poured down.

Not every patch carrier kills other patch carriers: he didn't.

Team Leader Wu did not.

Xue Xiaowan did not.

And the assistant didn't have any either!

So, in reality, the only person who could carry out the murder was a patch!

(End of this chapter)