Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 415 The Needle of the Servant ([-])

In such a place, there is coffee?

When realizing this, even Fu Qian felt a little unbelievable.

But in this dark ruins, the sense of smell gives people an inexplicably strong impression.

Reconfirmed shortly before paying, that's how the coffee tasted.

The next moment, Fuqian stopped tearing down the file.

In view of his previous experience, he was very skeptical that after the demolition, the mission was completed, and there would be changes here again.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Before that, he felt that it was necessary to confirm the source of the coffee aroma.

Along the way, there are too many weird things!
Even the tasks assigned to him were unprecedentedly chaotic.

In this case, having as much information as possible is never a bad thing.

Fu Qian was undoubtedly a very active person. After making up his mind, he didn't delay at all, and went out directly with the file bag.

Following the route he came from, Fu Qian walked in the opposite direction while carefully distinguishing the smell in the air.

Soon, he smelled the familiar fragrance again.

It really wasn't my hallucination!

Although things are getting weirder, Fu Qian is still quite satisfied with his discovery.

And following the smell of coffee, he quickly realized that it was passed down from above.

Going upstairs along the escalator next to him, Fu Qian noticed something strange in front of him almost immediately.

Not far from the stairs, there is a semi-open room separated by glass.

Two of them are slanted shelves, and the arrangement is similar to that of a travel bookstore.

And on the counter in the corner of the study, there was actually a person lying on his stomach at this moment.

Undoubtedly, this was the first person Fu Qian met after he came in. Of course, it is not yet clear whether he is alive or not.

After thinking about it for a while, he went straight up and knocked on the counter.

"Sorry we're closed."

The figure lying on the stomach moved, and after a while, it slowly raised its head.

It was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair like a chicken coop. He was wearing a pair of dead fish eyes, and his voice was almost dead.

Not only a living person, but also an acquaintance!
This is the irascible bookstore owner Bernard who I met in Bayeruk.

Fu Qian couldn't help sighing at this strange unfolding.

The next moment, he showed a top-level familiarity, and sat on the opposite side of the counter, ignoring the latter's unfriendly gaze.

Fu Qian was still very impressed with Bernard. If I remember correctly, he was in Bayeruk at that time, and he even reminded himself not to walk around at night.

And the scene where he appeared at the funeral at the end, I always feel that this person seems to know a lot of things, and his identity is mysterious.

But the mystery is the mystery, it is still too weird for this situation to appear here.

"We're closing—"

Seeing that Fuqian was not at all moved by his eviction order, Bernard looked rather displeased.

However, when he chased people away for the second time, he seemed to see Fu Qian's face clearly, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"It's you?"

This person's expression finally changed slightly.

"How will you be here?"

"I should ask you that, right?"

Roll your eyelids before paying.

"Your business is expanding well!"

"You mean me? Why am I here?"

Bernard repeated the previous question, and the next moment a burst of laughter broke out.

In this silent building, the laughter was undoubtedly quite striking, and it was not surprising that it attracted anything.

Fu Qian did not stop him, but looked down at the counter.

On the counter covered with a thick layer of dust, a small area was wiped clean, and two coffee cups were placed on it.

The aroma I smelled before obviously came from here.

But why two cups?
Could it be that there is one more person?
I have seen the question just now, and confirmed that there are no humanoid creatures around.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Bernard seemed to finally choke on his own saliva at this moment, and the laughter turned into a cough.

The next moment, while coughing, this man stood up and walked to a corner of the room.

Soon, a bright light suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.

This is?

Under the light, Fu Qian recognized something in the corner.

"dynamo?"

I have to say that this sense of disobedience is so strong that people are almost powerless to complain.

Fu Qian even saw a coffee machine next to him, which looked like it had just been turned on.

"If you're constantly waking up and wandering around, your ability to find things will naturally increase."

After turning on the light, Bernard sat back and took a sip of the coffee in front of him.

"When did you come here?"

Fu Qian thought for a while, looked at this man and asked.

"Not long, but long enough for me to find a way to make a cup of coffee."

Bernard let out a groan of comfort.

"I'm also sorry, but I still want to remind you that the remaining cup is not for you."

Not very long, but certainly earlier than myself.

Because it was obvious that the coffee had already been brewed when he came in just now.

He didn't care whether he was entertained, and silently counted the time before paying.

"It doesn't matter, as a self-disciplined person, coffee often affects work and rest."

Fu Qian babbled nonsense while looking around.

"This business is a bit deserted! Is it like this when you came?"

"It's worse than it is now. It took me a lot of effort to clean it up like this, but if you think about it on the bright side, you don't have to work hard to give people change."

Bernard looked at Fu Qian's hand while talking.

"What did you take?"

"My medical records."

Fu Qian shook it indifferently, and even let him see the name on the cover.

"Because I need to figure out how my condition is."

Fu Qian looked fascinated while speaking, and his tone was like a lottery player waiting for the lottery.

"Get it right...hahaha!"

Unexpectedly, Bernard laughed wildly again as if he heard something funny.

"Then come on!"

"Before you leave, I will give you another piece of advice."

"Huh? Good!"

"The advice is, there is no advice at all, hahahaha..."

Bernard let out another burst of tasteless laughter, and then lay back directly.

This person seemed to have obviously lost interest in chatting, and Fu Qian didn't force it.

Stop harassing the bookstore owner, Fu Qian simply went downstairs and left.

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land is really a happy event in life!

In addition, it seems that you can open it now.

Back downstairs, Fu Qian opened the file in his hand while sighing with emotion.

……

[Name: Fuqian]

【Age: 33 years old】

[Symptoms: Sleep disturbance...Good living habits...No past medical history...]

……

[...Symptoms worsened, strong hallucinations appeared...thinking that everyone else was infected, and I was in a safety accident...Refused to take medicine, performed well after the third psychological intervention...]

hallucinations...

Are you trying to tell me that these are all my imagination?
After reading the medical records, Fu Qian took a breath and looked around, feeling that the situation had become more chaotic.

(End of this chapter)