Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2175 Confinement (Forty-four)

"no problem."

Although I wonder why Fu Qian came back, I can see that Maggie is just like Huck said, like an observer in a breakfast shop.

The two unfamiliar and childish faces obviously caught her attention at the first moment.

"You can eat whatever you want."

After hearing Fu Qian's meaning clearly, Maggie agreed with a smile and gestured to Emily and the others.

It's not surprising. Not to mention that Huck is likely to be interested, but as a new police officer, he doesn't have to worry too much about the risk of defaulting.

"The pancakes here are pretty good. If you have any, you can try them later."

As an old customer, Fu Qian even helped recommend some dishes.

"Aren't you here to watch us?"

However, Emily didn't seem to appreciate it. Instead, his words triggered a sensitive nerve.

"No, if I eat here, people will spit in it."

Fu Qian actually shook his head and looked to the side.

"Don't slander me. How could I bring my personal likes and dislikes into work?"

Jane, who had been busy the whole time and had not looked over here, finally turned around for the first time.

While she protested strongly with a "Pah", she did not deny that it was indeed a personal emotion.

"Please don't take it personally if I wasn't polite this morning."

Although he had reservations about her defense, Fu Qian did not dwell on whether she spit or not, but apologized very generously.

"Also, when it comes to selecting popular service personnel, Huck and I have the same aesthetic standards."

Even the next moment, he continued to express his appreciation for Jane.

……

"Have you met Rachel?"

Zhen never expected that after Fu Qian went out for a walk, he would completely change his personality. Zhen was stunned for a while before she realized what was going on.

“Yes, and her creations.”

Every word was true. Fu Qian recalled Rachel's state when he left.

I have to say that kind of slightly sad and crazy face may have a different kind of charm for some people with special preferences.

But relatively speaking, this one's brokenness is more impressive, although he still looks very stable at the moment——

Apart from Brother Diaotan and Tina, Jane should be the relatively confirmed one who still has an anchor point in the other world.

And after he completed the first step of the mission, it seemed that there was no special movement over there.

At least it didn't transmit.

Of course, I just took a quick look at this aspect, as I have other focuses this time.

"Have you ever seen a silver door anywhere?"

Without waiting for Zhen to say anything, Fu Qian continued asking.

"Silver? There's nothing else? How can I help you think of it?"

Although she didn't say anything at first, when Zhen learned that Fu Qian had come to the conclusion after careful comparison, she was obviously surprised, but also felt a little relieved.

One of the manifestations is that when faced with a problem that was too jumpy, she frowned slightly and was really thinking hard.

It’s a pity that, as mentioned before, it’s not easy to infer that there is only one color as an identification mark, although it is indeed a bit rare.

"Yes, this is the only sign so far."

Fu Qian recalled the content of his mission and indicated that he would overcome the difficult conditions.

That’s right, the main purpose is to confirm the next mission objective.

Although the colors of the doors in the art prison can be called a palette, but recalling earlier, it seems that there is no silver one.

In this case, it's such a big town, we can't just search it piece by piece, right?
As a newcomer in the police force, you must be good at using the masses as an information channel. Although it seems that the masses do not have enough experience -

"There's one at the bar two streets down, but they may not be open right now."

Just when Zhen's brainstorming was fruitless, another voice was heard.

Fu Qian turned his head and saw Maggie behind the counter nodding slightly at him.

"You don't need me to point out the specific route."

The next moment, he even signaled Fu Qian with his eyes.

It seems that there are not many bars to choose from nearby, and this guy seems to have been to the bar quite often.

This lifestyle habit obviously helped me a lot at the moment, otherwise I would have to go to art prison to look for it again.

"Thank you. I'll be leaving now."

The progress of the matter was satisfactory, and Fu Qian did not forget to express his gratitude.

"Aren't you afraid that we'll run away?"

At this time, Emily next to her continued to be in disbelief.

"They won't stop you."

Fu Qian was too easy-going and even signaled to Maggie and the others not to feel any psychological burden.

"So feel free to go as you please, go together, go separately, or stay here and look at the graffiti outside and chat with the living people."

After giving a multiple-choice question, Fu Qian ignored it and turned around and walked out.

……

Sure enough, the door was not open.

Although I had no memory of the nightlife in the bar, it was easy to find with Maggie's simple instructions.

Stopping in his tracks and facing the door of relatively normal color, Fu Qian expressed his gratitude to Maggie again in his heart. At the same time, the master-level lock picking was activated and he pushed the door open.

It was quiet and deserted, but the faint smell of alcohol was still there, proving that the place was still operating normally.

And at a glance, one can only say that it is indeed a corner of a declining town.

This orthodox place for relaxation is not immune to the overwhelming smell of grayness.

One can almost imagine the scene of a group of middle-aged and elderly people with lifeless eyes leaning against the faded counter, following the doctor's orders and carefully controlling their alcohol intake.

I can only say that even though I was so bad, there was a reason why Tia still chose to follow me.

This should be it.

The reviews did not hinder Fu Qian's pace. He walked around the bar and finally stopped in an inconspicuous corner.

Not only is the location not that good, but the operator's aesthetic taste also seems to be worrying. They actually covered the door in front of them with a layer of silver.

The quality of the materials used is also very average, and the corners are already warped.

And the dark pattern on the door looked quite inconspicuous - but familiar.

I have seen this door before.

At that moment, Fu Qian sighed in his heart, and what came to his mind was the scene of his first meeting with the lobbyist brother.

That's right, there is more than one door in that long corridor.

And the lobbyist stood somewhere in the middle, telling himself that the nightmare behind that door was the mildest one in comparison.

Nightmare Corridor, it really is you.

Just to say that such strength and ability to suppress others, there must be some origin.

And considering that the way he came and went here was probably through the corridor, it seemed reasonable for the warehouse to use local materials and arrange a big job for him - although it was not very polite.

I'm still drinking tea.

"Please come in."

Fortunately, someone was polite and an invitation came directly from inside the door.