Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2140 Confinement (IX)

So he really hadn't been here. Wouldn't that make Huck's behavior even more abstract?
Some things are like the holes in a tooth decay, the more you dig, the deeper they become.

The waitress Jane lived up to expectations and provided interesting information one after another.

Although this information makes the whole thing look even weirder.

As mentioned before, the old man's motives are becoming more and more suspicious, even going far beyond rejection and distrust of new colleagues, and instead pointing to something being wrong with himself.

Huck is the old hunter?
A speculation seems to easily jump out.

Regarding the two missing persons, the people who have the closest interests in this town may not be ordinary security officers.

Based on the timing of the mission target's appearance, he speculated that the two people might be related to the white key he was looking for.

The old hunter's motives for his actions are still unclear, but if he is professional enough, it is not ruled out that he would have made the same judgment through various means.

Even Mr. Harker's age qualifies as old.

In order to seize the initiative, an investigation has already been conducted?

He might not even be unaware of himself, so if Jane gave an affirmative answer, would he try to conceal this information?
Based on the information we have so far, this speculation cannot be disproven - but it is just one of the speculations.

……

A very important point at present is the "inner world" discovered under the stimulation applied by oneself.

Therefore, the previous events must also take into account this extraordinary influence.

To put it bluntly, was Huck, who arrived early, communicating with Jane in the real restaurant or in the otherworld?

If it is the former, his motives are indeed questionable.

If it is the latter, not only will there be a problem, but there will also be an additional motivation - safety.

Jane's lethality is obvious to all. It is a threat to herself, but what about her competitors?

Faced with this kind of threat, there would probably be very few people who would deal with it as crazy as I did. Most people would probably choose to live in peace and try to get out of it. It would be even better if they could get some information at the same time.

And what could be more suitable to reduce Jane's hostility than the face of a local security manager who has been there for many years?

Is that man really Huck, or is it the old hunter disguised as Huck?
……

That’s right, one of Fu Qian’s profound experiences in his career over the past few days is that we should not have too high expectations on the moral integrity of those in higher positions.

It is true that my own abilities are limited in this racing game, but why do I feel that my competitors' abilities are also limited?
Is it possible that he can pinch out a face as easily as he did in the past?

Investigate, confuse, whatever you do.

This is another possibility that cannot be denied so far, and it is also a possibility that the situation is more serious.

This means that you need to compete with a character who still retains certain extraordinary abilities.

"Mr. Harker...didn't he leave?"

Although this situation is serious, it does not seem to be an urgent matter. We need to survive first before considering it.

While thinking silently, I saw that after answering the question, Jane's eyes were fixed on Huck's position and she didn't take them away.

Although it doesn’t look good, the pancakes and milk are still there.

The classic menu, coupled with the seat, is so easy to inspire people's associations, even for Jane at this moment.

The final result of this association is undoubtedly an obvious contradiction - Mr. Harker clearly left, but he didn't leave.

For a normal person, encountering such a thing would probably make him doubt whether he has woken up yet, let alone Zhen at this moment.

So after she muttered to herself, as the source of the coldness, her body began to tremble noticeably.

It was as if the program was out of order and could explode in a destructive way at any time.

"Huck... Mr. Huck——"

When it was repeated for the third time, Zhen suddenly turned her head and looked over. Her broken face was as ferocious as a real female ghost. Her broken eyes, which were also bloodshot, stared at this side, as if there was really a cold light bursting out, piercing people's lungs.

It was not just a metaphor. At that moment, Fu Qian felt that the air he inhaled into his lungs seemed to be made of sharp needles, and he might cough up blood at any time.

The action of force is mutual, and you have to be able to withstand extreme pressure.

Is it too bold to intimidate the extraordinary with a mortal body?
"He's not here... I sent him away."

His voice was low and his tone did not change. The next moment, Fu Qian actually picked up the pistol on the table and gently confirmed Zhen's doubts.

He put the muzzle of the gun to his temple, then turned it around and aimed it at Jane.

"But don't worry, you have a chance to catch up with him now."

While comforting her, Fu Qian took out his other hand from his pocket and placed it on the table, and casually gave a classic line.

"What's the most you've ever won in a coin toss?"

……

That’s right, when the pressure cooker was about to explode, Fu Qian chose to continue increasing the pressure and use willow branches to intimidate the tiger.

And I believe that even for Jane at this moment, it should not be difficult to understand what the coin tossing game means and what the "chance" of winning is.

"You... killed Mr. Harker..."

When their eyes met, the atmosphere was truly suffocating.

It can be seen that due to the continuous stimulation and cognitive contradictions, Jane's mental state is as shaky as her body and may break at any time - but in the end she did not disappoint expectations.

When she spoke again, panting, she had obviously understood Fu Qian's hint -

The food was here but not eaten, and Mr. Harker was killed by this man.

Now the other party wants to play a coin tossing game, and the reward for winning is to be killed together.

"What if I lose..."

Whether it was the truth or the game, it was obviously hard to accept. Her eyes fell on Fu Qian's left hand, and Zhen did not agree immediately.

"That doesn't matter, today is still a beautiful day."

The conditions offered by Fu Qian sounded quite generous, and his smile was also warm.

"My colleague was absent from work again. Although I am filling in temporarily, it is not busy. After the annoying guests leave, I can chat with Maggie or look at the graffiti outside. Everything is quiet and boring."

Ah……

Although it certainly sounded like a boring time, Jane couldn't hide her longing.

"Can I give in?"

"No."

He shook his head before paying.

"It is true... You can throw it away now..."

There was no big emotional reaction, and Jane seemed to have finally accepted a certain fate.

And because the topic was too explosive, he didn't notice that his fingertips were sliding across the table, easily leaving a groove.

"No need, just guess, heads or tails."

Fu Qian continued to shake his head.

No disrespect to the game, I do have a coin in my hand.

But it was not easy to take out the coin with the frozen left hand, and throwing it was really beyond the ability.