Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 44 Isolation Room

Directly in front, white.

Directly above, it's still white.

Gao Bin turned around and saw that everything was white.

He looked down at his hands.

"Where am I? I think I was following Wang Dafu."

The screen flashed, and Gao Bin found himself sitting in a car contacting the special operations team.

boom!
A gunshot rang out from the warehouse in the distance.

"That's it." Gao Bin immediately snapped out of his daze, gave the address, and then hung up the call.

He activated the bio-armor within his body and slowly walked towards the warehouse.

Gao Bin crouched down behind a low wall near the warehouse, peeking out with half his head to observe the interior through the side door.

This angle is perfect for seeing everything that's happening inside.

After the masked man went on a killing spree and instantly killed three people, Gao Bin was about to rush forward.

But what happened next made him stop in his tracks.

The person in charge of anesthesia was injecting something into his partner's neck, and then shouted, "I am Gao Bin!"

The masked man strangled the last person to death.

Gao Bin walked over.

"Officer Gao, you've finally arrived! What have you been dawdling outside for all this time? Calling for backup?"

Gao Bin took a deep breath and shouted, "Hands behind your head, body against the wall!"

Strange, why do I feel like I've actually experienced this?
Gao Bin shook his mind of distractions and focused his attention on the masked man.

After dealing with the masked man, Gao Bin handcuffed Wang Dafu as well and went alone to the corridor leading to the office.

As I reached out my hand, a sense of crisis suddenly rose within me, but it was too late; I was already placed on the gurney.

Why again?
"No, no, Officer Gao, you are not my target."

"Then what exactly is your purpose?!"

"For what? It was for..." Xu Zhihai stopped mid-sentence.

Everything around me began to fade—the walls, the cot, the cart, the corpse—everything except myself turned into pure white stone sculptures, and then into ashes.

Before Gao Bin could react to what had happened, the scene changed again, and everything returned to normal.

He took a scalpel and cut open Xu Zhihai's throat, then collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

“The spiritual amulet didn’t react, so he wasn’t controlled by the Thousand-Faced Man; he just had a piece of his memory erased,” a gray-haired youth said, opening his eyes.

"Did the Thousand-Faced Man do this?" He Jun frowned as he looked at Gao Bin, who was sleeping soundly in the isolation room.

The young man continued, "It shouldn't be. If it were the Thousand-Faced Man, he would definitely fabricate a completely new memory for implantation. Although I wouldn't be able to detect it at my level, the mental amulet would definitely react. Unless the Thousand-Faced Man is serious, which is unlikely."

Is there any way to restore it?

The young man shook his head and said, "Although the method of erasing memories is somewhat crude, it fundamentally erases the memory rather than making people forget it. It's like the difference between not wanting to see something and hiding it in a locked cabinet versus burning it to ashes. With the former, as long as your mental strength surpasses that of the person who locked it, you still have a chance to retrieve the memory; with the latter, it simply doesn't exist and therefore cannot be retrieved."

"Thank you for your help," He Jun said to the young man.

"It's my duty." The young man shook his head, smiled, and left.

Did the Thousand-Faced Man himself participate in this incident?

He Jun thought to himself.

He reviewed all the known information and felt that the appearance of the Thousand-Faced Man was unlikely, because there was no one in this incident worth his personal attention.

He Jun turned his gaze back to the records in his hand and muttered to himself, "Xu Zhihai arrested Gao Bin to attract an unidentified fourth party or someone else?"

"But Gao Bin doesn't have many friends at all. Let's start with Xu Zhihai. I think Gao Bin knows him."

Thinking of this, He Jun went directly into the isolation room and sat down next to Gao Bin's bed.

"Get up, I have something to ask you."

Gao Bin closed his eyes, crossed his hands over his chest, and looked serene.

He Jun called out once, but didn't call out a second time. He simply picked up the one-button wake-up device and hit his hand with it.

A flash of blue sparks followed, and a burnt smell filled the air.

"Hiss, hiss! Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Gao Bin flung away the stun gun in his hand and yelled, "Is that how you wake someone up?! I'm still injured!"

"A wounded soldier pretending to be asleep?"

He Jun put the stun gun back into his coat pocket, his face showing obvious disgust. No matter what this guy does, he always tries to slack off. He shouldn't have been his mentor back then.

Two years after placing him by Shi Feng's side, he didn't become more diligent or motivated; instead, his cunning and slyness improved even further.

"I pretended to be asleep because I was afraid you'd press my head down and call me 'Man of a Thousand Faces'," Gao Bin said irritably as he slowly sat up.

"Your memory is indeed faulty; a portion of it has been permanently lost."

"Oh, it's gone, so be it. That memory must have had some serious problems. It's good that it's gone."

Gao Bin was very open-minded and didn't care at all that his brain had been tampered with. After all, it was a good thing for him, at least they were willing to spare his life.

He Jun neither confirmed nor denied this.

"Do you know that Xu Zhihai?"

"Yes, I met him at the criminal investigation team. He was involved in two murder cases."

"tell me the story."

Upon hearing that it was related to a murder case, He Jun immediately perked up. He was more excited about murder cases than his wife, after all, he hadn't dealt with any normal cases for ten years.

Gao Bin was already used to this.

He recounted everything he knew in detail.

Another isolation room.

Wang Dafu sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

This isolation cell is quite simple; it has nothing but an iron bed and a lamp. Even the cells have a sink and a toilet.

While Wang Dafu was in a daze, the gray-haired young man who had previously dug into Gao Bin's memories walked in.

The tests on Wang Dafu have been completed, and it can be basically confirmed that he is fine.

"Can I still go out?"

Wang Dafu turned his gaze to the young man and asked.

"Anyone who has ever used the Thousand Faces Mask will have to spend their future in special facilities," the young man said, shaking his head slightly.

"What about my grocery store and bank account?"

“We can help you transfer the grocery store to your family and relatives, but as for your savings, we will confiscate them all,” the young man replied.

“Those deposits aren’t from illegal or criminal income; they’re all earned through my hard work coding.”

Wang Dafu felt somewhat aggrieved.

"However, your computer programming skills were acquired through the mask, so all related income should be confiscated."

At this point, the young man looked at the forty-year-old man with great interest: "After you got the mask, didn't you ever think about acquiring more knowledge?"

Wang Dafu is the only one among all the masks who has only downloaded knowledge once.

Others, after receiving the mask, wished they could wear it on their faces every day, receiving knowledge indoctrination at all times.

With a mask, you can instantly transform from a street thug into a fighting master, or from a novice who can't understand C programming into a high-level hacker.

This temptation is like a system in an urban novel, or a free, cracked version of a system that doesn't require completing tasks or redeeming points. As long as you can mentally withstand it, you can download as many systems as you want.

"I'm at least forty years old. There's no way a free lunch would happen. Even if one did, it would be poisonous."

Wang Dafu sighed and said, "The guy who partnered with me wore a mask on every day and fed me all sorts of knowledge. What was the result? All I saw was that his behavior became more and more insane. Just looking at his spirit and mind, I couldn't even be sure if he was still human. So I would rather die than touch that evil thing."

Are you content to be an ordinary person?

The young man's voice had a unique magnetism that made people drowsy.

He began using magical objects to hypnotize Wang Dafu.

Wang Dafu said in a daze, "Hehe, ever since I was tricked into marriage, I've become more open-minded. As long as I can get by, there's no need to pursue an extravagant lifestyle."

The young man nodded almost imperceptibly, then checked the "mental state" column on the record sheet.

Just as he was about to leave, Wang Dafu suddenly asked, "How is Gao Bin now? His core members were exposed; can he still survive?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

The young man did not look back; he put away his notebook, got up, and headed towards the exit.

Please say sorry for me.

Wang Dafu was still in a daze.

The young man stopped.

People who are hypnotized speak from the heart, and since Wang Dafu hadn't committed any serious crimes, the young man softened his heart.

"He's fine and will be back at work soon."

The young man turned and closed the door, leaving only Wang Dafu murmuring "I'm sorry" in the isolation room.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, Officer Wang."

A strange smile appeared on Wang Dafu's lips.

"So this is where the Countermeasures Bureau of Nevada City is based." Wang Dafu, or rather, the Man of a Thousand Faces, slowly raised his head.

"Well, this isn't the production site for the Bio-Armor Core, but we've obtained information about another base, so this trip wasn't a complete waste, hehehehe."

(End of this chapter)