Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 1190 Research on Dead Files (Part 4)

[FLIHGLIJ: That's not true. Compared to you, I'm far inferior.]

Lin Tiandong: No, I'm not being modest. I'm just telling the truth. A large part of the reason I was able to do those things is actually thanks to my cursed bloodline.

My power comes from my bloodline, and my spirit is thanks to my brother. As for you... I've seen your file. When you joined the company, you were just an ordinary person, but now...

Honestly, you're even less human than I am, yet you maintain such a healthy mental state; it's a miracle of life. You've accomplished what I couldn't.

In the game, in order to make his mediocre character stronger and gain the highest possible authority, Jiang Wengao took many evil paths. His body was no longer the original body of the character, and his bloodline was a mixed bag, with a whole bunch of bloodlines from various mythical creatures.

A huge amount of negative curse buffs accumulated, and it was only through the conflicting effects of these negative buffs that they were able to offset each other, eventually forming a mountain of shit that could function properly, allowing his character to maintain a level of rationality very close to that of a human.

However, on the panel, he could clearly see that this character was no longer human; the racial label was: a humanoid void demon thirsting for the lineage of gods and humans.

Of course, in the eyes of NPCs, characters behave almost exactly the same as humans, just as the named gods are no different from ordinary people.

After being showered with compliments, Jiang Wengao felt it was time to get down to business. Just as he was pondering how to naturally change the subject, Lin Tiandong suddenly spoke up again: "What are you thinking about so seriously?"

Upon seeing this sentence, Jiang Wengao paused in thought.

He had a vague feeling that he had heard those words somewhere before.

"Hiss—this sounds... oh oh!" Jiang Wengao opened his mouth wide in surprise.

He knew where this sense of déjà vu came from. Murong Shangjin had said something similar before. In this conversation where there was no countdown, they suddenly said some strange things.

It was as if...they knew he was sitting in front of the computer staring at the screen, thinking!
To verify his hypothesis, Jiang Wengao did not reply immediately this time, but sat there staring at the chat box to see if anything would change.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes, ten minutes... He waited for a full fifteen minutes without doing anything, and Lin Tiandong did not ask any further questions after saying those words.

"It seems it has nothing to do with the time I spent operating it."

[FLIHGLIJ: I wasn't thinking about anything, I just felt a bit emotional after hearing what Captain Lin said.]

After saying that, the conversation continued, and everything seemed normal again.

In the subsequent conversation, he deliberately lingered at certain points for five or six minutes, but Lin Tiandong did not raise any questions or inquiries, which was enough to prove that his earlier conjecture was wrong.

[FLIHGLIJ: Have you been in contact with Aunt Su?]

As Jiang Wengao typed this line, he thought that since Su Yue had fought such a fierce battle with Lin Tiandong in the Divine Law Battle, and Lin Tiandong had survived, their relationship must have been quite close afterward.

In particular, he also saw in the Bureau of Control's files that Lin Tiandong and Su Yue had gone on several missions together and had received many honors and medals.

Lin Tiandong smiled slightly: "Ah, Su Yue, speaking of which, you know what? I only found out later. She has a secret, a secret she possessed, a secret that no one has ever tried to seduce. Probably only a monster like me could. But now you have it too." Jiang Wengao sat in front of his computer, reading this conversation without any change in expression. He calmly typed back: "Captain Lin, I heard Aunt Su mention a certain serial killer. Do you know anything about him?"

[Lin Tiandong smiled, gazing at you meaningfully, his eyes seeming to be... admiration? You couldn't tell.] — This narration suddenly interrupted.

Jiang Wengao frowned slightly, looking somewhat uneasy.

Lin Tiandong: "Speaking of which, [the character's] skills are quite formidable, far surpassing Su Yue's. After all, it was her who taught you. If you could receive [the character's] guidance, you would definitely become stronger. Do you want me to teach you [something]? After all, only people like us know this."

Jiang Wengao clicked the mouse, his brain completely failing to process the information he wanted, but he didn't find it strange that it was his turn to speak immediately. Instead, he began to organize his thoughts again: "What about Brother Bai's sister?"

Lin Tiandong: "Hmm? My mail should have arrived by now. Wait for me, I'll be right back in ten minutes."

Lin Tiandong did not answer him directly; the narrator describes him getting up, leaving the sofa, and walking out of the room.

Jiang Wengao pursed his lips, his face contorted as if he had eaten a bitter melon, and looked at the scene with puzzlement.

The screen still shows the free dialogue mode; the player has not exited.

"Does that mean I can search the house while he's not here? And then continue the conversation?" Jiang Wengao guessed, then tapped the screen, and sure enough, it seemed he could move around freely.

In his scene illustrations, he points to the sofa, dining table, and various other items, with descriptive terms popping up one after another. However, these terms are mostly things like "a well-cared-for potted plant" or "a tasteful old-fashioned wooden dining table," which don't provide much information.

Just as Jiang Wengao was thinking he should search again, he suddenly heard a "click" sound of a door opening coming from his computer speakers, but the sound was a little... different from usual?
The game didn't change at all, but he suddenly heard footsteps behind him!

It's just one step, subtle but still easily noticeable.

In an instant, a tremendous fear and panic shattered his defenses. Even he himself was unaware that he had vaguely guessed the unbelievable truth.

But his body, which was covered in goosebumps, moved instinctively. He braced himself against the computer desk and used his legs to spring to the side!

As he left his seat, Jiang Wengao looked behind him in horror.

His room door was wide open, and a handsome man with waist-length hair and ears resembling fish fins reached out to him with lightning speed, his eyes filled with extreme coldness!

Jiang Wengao's mind went blank, and time seemed to slow down.

But it can't be called slow, because when a person can't think about anything in the passing time, then that long time will feel very fast.

Only one belated answer popped into his mind: the reason why the door opening sound in the game sounded strange was because it overlapped with the sound of his own door opening.

His chest was easily pierced; the opponent's strength and speed were beyond his ability to react to or imagine. He could even feel the terrifying sensation of the fine scales on the opponent's arm scraping against his skin and sliding into his chest cavity.

Besides that, all that remained was extreme fear and excruciating pain!

(End of this chapter)