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Chapter 277 Which path to choose?

After gulping down the water, Mus's head slumped and he lowered it.

Xia Qiyuan's true form in the back seat began to stretch and yawn.

And in the driver's seat.

Gao Bin's consciousness was still being influenced by Ai Liang's suggestion, and he was in a dazed state.

About a minute later, Mus, as if he had just woken up, swayed his body and looked around groggily, only to find himself sitting in the car.

When he saw Gao Bin in the driver's seat, he was almost scared out of his wits.

I instantly became fully awake.

Mus instinctively tried to open the car door and escape.

But then Ai Liang's voice rang in his mind: "No need to run, I am currently cooperating with the Countermeasures Bureau."

As soon as he opened the car door, with one foot already on the ground, Mus stopped his escape attempt.

He mechanically turned his head to look at the back seat.

He was met with a gentle smile from Xia Qiyuan.

In the end what happened?
Why did the person who was chasing me just moments ago suddenly become my teammate when I woke up?
Mus was completely bewildered.

“Mr. Mus, don’t be nervous. We just want to ask you about some minor issues.”

Xia Qiyuan readily used the same line he used to appease the suspect.

Little did he know that this made Mus even more nervous.

"Ignore him. During the time he's been in your body, he's already gone through all your memories."

Ai Liang didn't want to waste time with Xia Qiyuan and Mu Si because of his perverse sense of humor: "You just need to know that everything is as usual, and find a way to find out Janus's true identity. You don't need to worry about anything else."

Mu Si blurted out his thoughts without thinking: "Huh? Didn't they say that with the Countermeasures Bureau involved, I wouldn't need to investigate?"

Before he could finish speaking, he realized what was happening and immediately covered his mouth with his hand.

I'm still in their car...

Xia Qiyuan, who was well aware of the true nature of Muslims, paid no attention to these petty actions.

He smiled warmly and said, "The Countermeasures Bureau needs your help right now, Mr. Mus."

Mu Si looked at Xia Qiyuan's outstretched right hand and got goosebumps all over his body.

It's not hard to tell from Ai Liang's words.

During the time he lost his memory and went from the mall to the car, Xia Qiyuan was controlling his body.

If someone who has just taken over your body without permission reaches out to you again, anyone would be repulsed.

Even Muslims are no exception.

You mean a hermit?
That was a special case; after all, escaping was the priority, so it's not taken into account.

Like a startled ostrich, Mus looked warily at Xia Qiyuan's outstretched right hand: "A handshake is unnecessary..."

Mus clearly remembered that he had bumped into the man in front of him before he lost consciousness.

Then, not long after, his body was taken over.

While it's impossible to be certain whether physical contact was a precondition for the other person to take over your body, it's always good to be cautious.

As if sensing that Mus was wary, Xia Qiyuan withdrew his right hand.

He didn't really care about such formalities anyway: "Alright then, has the hermit told you what we want you to do?"

"No, he told me everything is proceeding according to plan."

While answering Xia Qiyuan's question, Mu Si was frantically calling out Ai Liang's name in his heart.

Although the hermit had a bad temper, a cold tone, and a ruthless personality.

But compared to officials, Muslims preferred to humbly associate with hermits.

I also don't want to deal with a completely unfamiliar organization.

"Really? I thought he would just force the plan into your head."

Xia Qiyuan looked troubled: "After all, explaining it bit by bit is too troublesome."

"There's nothing to explain. He just needs to continue to stay close to Janus."

Ai Liang used the engraving to control Mu Si's body to make sounds.

Hey! Can you guys please stop using my body as a cell phone tower?!

Mus whispered to himself.

This protest was ignored by Ai Liang as always: "You just need to find out Janus's true identity and then pass this information on to the person in front of you."

“That’s right. Mr. Mus just needs to use his expertise to infiltrate Janus’s inner circle. If he can’t find out his identity, he can at least find out his whereabouts.”

Xia Qiyuan chimed in like a straight man, "If you're still alive afterward, I can recommend you to join our countermeasures bureau. After all, your adaptability to strange things is much better than that of ordinary people."

Listen, is this still human talk?
What do you mean by "I was still alive afterwards"?

Your countermeasures bureau can't even guarantee the most basic safety of its employees?

"Well, I'm just an ordinary information broker. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to spy on your... strange world?"

Mus chuckled and raised his hands: "Could you just erase my memories and let me go?"

“It’s possible, but you’re someone Janus has marked. Even if we can help you remove the mark, what if he finds you through other means…”

Xia Qiyuan didn't finish his sentence, leaving plenty of room for interpretation.

He reached out and patted Mus on the shoulder: "I won't hide it from you, the risks of this matter are indeed very high, but after it's over, you'll never have to worry about retaliation from the Apostles again."

Even if you withdraw now, the hermit can protect you for a while, but not forever. You should know that information can be shared between the masks.

If you ever encounter the Apostles' masks again, no one will be able to save you.

Xia Qiyuan began to employ his traditional skill—making grand promises—but he wasn't entirely fooling the Muslims.

Mus is a top intelligence broker in Nevada, not an idiot. He's not that easy to fool.

Therefore, Xia Qiyuan chose to seize Mu Si's weakness and prescribe the right medicine: "I think you have seen the strange methods. Can you guarantee that you will never encounter those things in the future?"
Anyway, you've made enough money in Nevada City over the years. Safety is the top priority now. As long as you agree to go undercover, I'll recruit you into the Countermeasures Bureau afterwards.

"By the way, once you're in the Countermeasures Bureau, all the illegal and disorderly conduct you've done before will be wiped clean, and you don't have to worry about the police causing you trouble in the future."

If the preceding analysis of pros and cons only made Mus waver in his mind...

The final benefit, then, was that it truly won him over.

What is he trying to achieve by hiding here and there like this?
Isn't it just that they're worried about being pursued by the police and the countermeasures bureau?

Once he pulls off this job, he can openly and legitimately live a life of debauchery.

The only shortcoming is that it needs to be joined by the Countermeasures Bureau.

Muslims have no desire to fight to the death with any weirdo; isn't being a wealthy person better than this?

You mean superpowers?
How could an official organization like the Countermeasures Bureau allow you to abuse your supernatural powers?

Are you willing to choose a path that requires risking your life and confronting the bizarre, while also being bound by rules and regulations?

They live a precarious life, constantly on the verge of going insane.

Or would you rather be a wealthy person who can freely spend billions of dollars and live a life of extravagance every day?
I don't know how others will choose Muslim.

Given his life-loving nature, he would definitely choose the latter.

"So, does joining the Countermeasures Bureau necessarily mean fighting against those so-called supernatural entities?"

Mus asked the question that concerned him most.

If you don't need to fight the supernatural, that's fine. But if you do need to... it's actually quite nice to wander around the major cities of Asia Alliance, just to broaden your horizons.

(End of this chapter)