People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 384 A Perfect Confession

"Left fork".

Li Guanqi's gaze drifted to the ceiling, his eyes somewhat unfocused, as he tried his best to recall.

"That place is strange. It's like a circular arena with twelve huge stone gates around it, each with a card engraved on its back."

He paused, his pale lips moving slightly.

There were no signs or anything on the door, except for one request.

"Guess the type of card correctly."

If you guess right, the light on the door will turn green. If you guess wrong, it will turn red.

"If you guess wrong, all the green light doors that were previously answered correctly will attack the person who guessed the riddle."

Li Guanqi swallowed hard, his throat dry. "You have to guess all twelve doors correctly to open the passage."

"Midrush activates the epic domain card [Barrier of Light], granting good fortune."

"It went very smoothly at first."

"First door, green light. Second door, green light... She guessed all ten doors correctly in one go."

"The spirituality of the domain card has also been drained."

"The Pope suggested that we stop guessing, but Midrash wouldn't listen. She didn't believe in fate and insisted on guessing the eleventh door. Unfortunately, she guessed wrong."

Li Guanqi took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a trace of lingering fear in them.

"What cards were those that launched the attack?" Chen Mo pressed.

"I can't remember, they were all cards that burned blood." Li Guanqi shook his head. "The first nine attacks were all pretty average. You either dodged them or took them head-on without much damage."

Midrash even laughed and said it was nothing special.

"Until the tenth door..."

His voice suddenly lowered, and the ward was so quiet that the faint electrical hum of the medical equipment could be heard.

The three members of the special agent team unconsciously held their breath.

"What rushed out of that door was neither light nor a hidden weapon."

"Not a monster"

"It is the sun, it is God!"

"God?" Chen Mo was taken aback and asked in confusion.

Li Guanqi's Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became extremely hoarse.

"The Winged Dragon of the Sun God... the Phoenix."

The two team members behind Chen Mo looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

The Winged Dragon of the Sun God? The Phoenix?
What card? I've never seen it in any files.

Chen Mo stared intently into Li Guanqi's eyes, frowning: "So, the puppeteer Midrash and the clown Chu Linfeng were both severely injured by this 'phoenix'?"

“Yes.” Li Guanqi nodded gently. “Midrush was the riddle solver and suffered the most severe injuries.”

"That clown-faced guy was standing closer and was also hit by the edge of the flames."

"The Pope, his two confidants, and I were standing the furthest away, but we were also thrown out by the heat wave and crashed into the wall."

Li Guanqi subconsciously touched his chest, where the wound began to ache again.

"And then?" Chen Mo looked at Li Guanqi's injuries and asked in a low voice, "Who caused your injuries?"

“After the divine flame attack,” Li Guanqi recalled, “a stone golem used strange mud to help Midrash reshape her body, but she seemed unable to stand up.”

"The clown-faced guy was still somewhat conscious; he fell down after guessing the eleventh door correctly."

"I suffered minor injuries. The divine flames separated the Papal Council, and my confidant, codenamed Lover, stayed with me."

"That woman is really cunning."

“She told me that the Pope only has two close confidants left. If the Pope were to use his powers, she would die. She didn’t want to die and wanted to cooperate with me in a two-on-two battle.”

"I figured that with Midrash and the clown down, and the Stone Golem not doing anything, there would only be four people left in the team. My lover would team up with me, and the Pope wouldn't be able to use his abilities. It would be a two-on-two fight. Even if we couldn't win, we could at least stall for time in the dungeon."

“I agreed to cooperate and handed her my dagger as a weapon.”

"That bastard!"

Li Guanqi's emotions suddenly surged. He struggled to sit up straight, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing his face to contort in pain as he gasped for breath.

Chen Mo's eyes remained expressionless as she looked at him calmly and said, "Be careful with your wound. No rush, speak slowly."

"That bastard!" Li Guanqi gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, his anger genuine. "She took the knife I gave her and stabbed me in the back!"

He was breathing heavily, as if he were back in that moment of betrayal.

"My mind went blank for a moment, and before I could even react, I felt a cold sensation on my stomach, and then another blow!"

Li Guanqi leaned against the headboard, his chest heaving violently, causing his wounds to throb with pain. He gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"I've never felt so pathetic in my life. I handed someone a knife to stab me, and I'm supposed to thank her for stabbing me accurately?"

These words, laced with a chilling rage, made the atmosphere in the ward somewhat tense.

The two team members behind Chen Mo exchanged a glance but remained silent.

After venting, Li Guanqi's voice weakened, and his eyes began to glaze over.

"Later... I lost too much blood, and I felt a bit dizzy. I saw double."

"Then after a while, all my injuries suddenly healed. When I stood up, I found an old man who wanted to play a game with me. He said he would guess the type of card, and if I guessed correctly, he would be the god and I would be the human. It was really weird."

"Later he guessed right, and he went crazy, saying that I lied to him."

"Then the earth shook violently, the secret realm was about to collapse, and I suddenly returned to my severely injured state. My lover then pulled me onto the altar."

"I was in a daze, and I think I saw a woman in a black robe rush in. The Pope seemed to call her something... Youcheng..."

“Youcheng Bi Nai’er,” Chen Mo replied calmly.

“Ah, yes, yes! That’s the name!” Li Guanqi’s cloudy eyes lit up. “The Pope seems to call her that too.”

As he spoke, his tone turned somber again.

“She wanted to save me, but given the situation, wouldn’t it be pointless for her to come? The Pope’s men were all there, so I… I waved her off and told her not to come.”

He lowered his head, his voice filled with helplessness.

"I feel like I'm not going to live anymore, and I don't want to hurt anyone else."

"Then, the Pope dragged me to that altar... took out a pale, white bone nail, and plunged it into my chest..."

Li Guanqi subconsciously reached out and touched the bandage on his chest, his eyes filled with lingering fear and terror.

"I really don't know what happened after that."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to have all his strength drained away, and collapsed wearily onto the pillow.

A long silence fell over the ward.

One of Chen Mo's young team members behind him finally couldn't resist and whispered in his ear.

"Team leader, it's basically consistent with Yu Chengbinai's statement."

Chen Mo did not respond, his gaze, as calm as still water, fixed on Li Guanqi's pale face.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Just as Li Guanqi was about to succumb to the pressure, Chen Mo finally spoke, his voice flat and straightforward, yet carrying an inexplicable chill.

"The Pope died after you fell into a coma."

"His symbiosis card is also missing."

"Detective Li, you're a very lucky man."

"Where do you think the Symbiosis Card went?" "Huh?" Li Guanqi was confused and said, "I think it should be with the Lover or Yu Chengbinai."

"I feel that her lover is still unfaithful."

“Reasonable.” Chen Mo slowly stood up, scrutinizing Li Guanqi on the hospital bed, his face revealing no emotion.

"Thank you, Detective Li, for your cooperation."

"It's nothing," Li Guanqi managed a weak smile.

Chen Mo and the other two turned around, their leather shoes making a dull thud on the floor.

Just as Li Guanqi thought the deadly interrogation was finally over and breathed a sigh of relief, Chen Mo, who had walked to the door, suddenly stopped with his hand on the doorknob.

He didn't turn around, but simply turned his face to the side, the hospital room light casting shadows on his angular face.

"It's unrelated to this case, but I suddenly remembered something and wanted to confirm it with you."

“Uh, you go ahead,” Li Guanqi replied after a pause.

Chen Mo finally turned around, his eyes like two black nails.

"Four months ago, a horrific incident occurred on the outskirts of the Byeongeta Satellite District, in which eighteen members of an unlicensed taxi gang had their hearts ripped out."

"In the case, the eighteen symbiotic cards also disappeared without a trace."

"And you are the only, and most likely, suspect in that case."

"Is it right?"

After he finished speaking, the ward became eerily quiet.

"I thought you were going to ask something else," Li Guanqi chuckled.

He coughed violently, which aggravated the wounds in his chest and abdomen, causing him to wince in pain.

"Cough...cough..."

He was panting heavily and it took him a long time to recover before he leaned against the headboard.

"Team Leader Chen, does your special agent team like to dredge up old cases when investigating cases?"

"That's right. I confessed everything in the detention room, and then they released me."

Li Guanqi twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I really didn't know what was going on at the time."

"Even if we take a step back and assume those eighteen people wanted to kill me, and I did kill them, shouldn't that be considered self-defense? Your intelligence team has such a long reach, are you planning to overturn the case across time and space?"

Chen Mo's cold and stern face suddenly twitched, revealing an expression that could hardly be called a smile.

"No, I was just asking out of curiosity."

He gave Li Guanqi a deep look: "Detective Li, get some rest."

After saying that, he didn't linger. He turned and left with his two team members, and the ward door closed gently behind him.

The moment the door closed, Li Guanqi collapsed, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Bang!" The ward door was pushed open again, and the commotion startled Li Guanqi.

Langley strode in, looking indignant.

"I knew it! None of these spies from the secret service are any good!"

She walked to the bedside, plopped down, and the whole bed shook three times.

"They didn't bully you, did they? Did they torture you? Tell the team leader, and he'll go and make a scene right now!"

"N-nothing...it's nothing." Li Guanqi's face twitched from the pain, but he moved to the side without making a sound. "Team leader, it's just a normal inquiry."

Seeing Langley's genuine sympathy for him, Li Guanqi felt a warmth in his heart, and his tense nerves relaxed.

He gave a weak smile: "Oh, right, team leader, I need to ask you for a favor."

"What's all this trouble!" Langley waved his hand, exuding an air of pride. "You're our team's darling now! Newcomer, wounded soldier, second-class merit award—you're protected by three layers of golden armor!"

"Just tell me what you need, and the team leader will take care of it perfectly!"

"Uh, it's nothing serious." Li Guanqi made himself look even weaker. "It's just that I'm in pain all over and my mind is a mess. I'd like to ask for a few days off to get some proper rest."

He paused, then added, "I reckon there are still a lot of people outside who want to question me. Team leader, could you help me stop them? I really don't have the energy to keep repeating myself."

"Finally... could you please have the team leader send someone over with some food and drinks?"

"That's perfect! Absolutely right!" Langley clapped his hands excitedly, his face full of approval. "That's how you should ask for leave!" "Qiqi should really learn from you!"

Langley found Li Guanqi increasingly pleasing to the eye, and stood up as if looking at the future pillar of his family.

This is so rare; finally, there's a normal person in Group Two.

"Alright! Kid, don't worry about anything else, just lie down and recover!"

"Leave everything else to the team leader!"

"Oh my!" Langley gave a muscular fist, full of energy.

Li Guanqi looked at her fist, which was as big as a clay pot, hesitated for a moment, and then weakly raised his hand to gently touch it.

"Oh... Oh la."

"I'll have Qiqi bring you your food and drinks later. I guarantee they'll be top-quality nutritious meals!" Langley turned around in a hurry and strode away, making sure to close the door behind him.

"boom!"

The door is closed.

The ward fell silent again, save for the rhythmic beeping of the medical equipment.

Li Guanqi slowly lay back down on the hospital bed, pulled the blanket over himself, and moved steadily without any unnecessary trembling.

With a shift in consciousness, the Unbounded Realm - Chronicles appeared in my mind.

The golden fruit, which had previously been two, became one.

The effect of removing an indicator is truly amazing; it's worth the 100,000 energy points.

Through this experiment, he fully understood what an indicator meant by "placing a demon in a vacuum tube".

First, the definition of a demon is—a creature with the highest concentration of demonic power within its body.

Contact with any race will result in the adoption of that race's leadership power. Therefore, normally, the leadership power within an organism is a mixture of multiple races. If the demon race has the highest proportion, then that organism will be judged as a demon by the Chronicles.

When placed in a vacuum tube, it's like escaping from a dimension, similar to stepping out of a television and becoming a television viewer.

It cannot be perceived by 'people on TV'.

At the same time, when in a vacuum tube, one will have a 'virtual dream'. The world of the virtual dream is woven by the curator, and the default setting is Earth and Xunyang City Affiliated Hospital.

When the dream ends, the pipe shatters.

The curator has the privilege of realizing it's a dream and can shatter the tube at any time to return to the original dimension.

It can imprison the enemy, keeping them forever immersed in a false dream.

You can also lock up your friends to avoid fatal harm.

As the dream weaver, the curator needs to find a way to make the enemy unaware that it is a dream, while making the allies aware that it is a dream. This is difficult to operate and is better suited for oneself.

But if he were to disappear into thin air, it would certainly arouse suspicion and vigilance from all sides.

So Li Guanqi used the clues left by the audience to imagine himself. In order to make the imagined Li Guanqi's performance more in line with his own image, Li Guanqi did not tell him the information that "you are an imaginary being".

Since daydreaming is not mere conjecture, even Symbiotic Card himself is unaware of it, and therefore cannot conjure it up.

Li Guanqi, in his imagination, did not possess that kind of time-space ability.

Several times he wanted to burst out of the tube and shout "Surprise!", but he held back and couldn't.

As a fellow time-space ability user, he knew how terrifying this ability was. To be on the safe side, the Pope had to release it first. He had to patiently wait and watch before the Pope used his ability.

As the saying goes, perseverance pays off, and he finally got his chance.

It's just that it hurts a little.

Li Guanqi opened his eyes, stared at the hospital ceiling, spread his hands wide, and exclaimed, "Ah—"

That Chen Mo has a pretty sharp eye.

Li Guanqi's eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

On the tree-lined path outside the hospital.

A black government vehicle was parked quietly on the side of the road.

Chen Mo stood by the car door, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, let the smoke swirl in his lungs, and then slowly exhaled.

The female team member behind him took off her miniature earpiece and whispered, "Team leader, after Langley went in, Li Guanqi only mentioned asking for leave and wanting some food; there was nothing unusual."

Another young male team member couldn't help but speak up: "Boss, we've been monitoring a second-class meritorious soldier like this, and he's seriously injured. This... isn't against the rules, is it?"

"If this gets out, it will be difficult to explain to Director Chen."

"Rules?" Chen Mo exhaled a smoke ring, the smoke blurring his cold, handsome face.

"Rules are meant to confine ordinary people, not to deal with madmen."

He stubbed out his cigarette in the portable ashtray he carried with him, his gaze icy.

"Is there a problem with his statement?" The male team member was still somewhat puzzled. "We cross-referenced his statement with that of Yu Chengbinai, and they matched perfectly, even filling in details that Yu Chengbinai didn't know."

“Yes, the problem is that it’s too perfect.” Chen Mo turned around, leaned against the car, and looked at Li Guanqi’s ward with a deep gaze.

"His fear, his weakness, his anger at being betrayed by his lover, were all perfectly timed, like a play that had been rehearsed countless times."

"Boss, is it even possible?" the young female team member muttered softly. "That's just how it is, it's a normal human reaction."

"Maybe I'm just being paranoid." Chen Mo opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat. "Let's go, it's time for the main event."

The two young team members followed and got into the car.

The most important person to be interrogated in this case is actually the lover.

According to Yuki Hinata's account, the Pope had the ability to perform actions, and the sun also died as a sacrifice, but strangely, the lover survived.

She thus became the survivor who knew the most information in the entire case.

The Bureau of Spirit Detention, the Fifth Department of the State, is the highest-level interrogation room.

The walls were made of pure white metal, without a single gap. A whole luminous panel was embedded in the ceiling, emitting a cold, shadowless light that illuminated everything in the room.

In the center of the room, there is a metal chair and a person.

The lover was dressed in a gray prison uniform, with special shackles on her wrists and ankles, on which dark blue runes slowly flowed, sealing off every trace of her inner energy.

But she didn't seem to realize she was a prisoner at all. Instead, she seemed to be sitting on a bench in her own backyard, languidly, even crossing her legs, looking with great interest at the one-way observation glass opposite her.

The interrogation room door was pushed open, and Izane entered with two recorders, along with Chen Mo and his two special agents.

"Name." Iizuna pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Oh my, it's the head of the special operations team, so serious." The lover smiled charmingly, "Let's skip the formalities."

She shifted to a more comfortable position and gave Chen Mo a flirtatious wink.

"Or, you can just kill me."

Izuna's pen paused on the notepad.

The lover's smile widened, and she stretched out her slender finger, tapping the back of her neck: "I am a figment of imagination."

"Pull out the wedge from the back of my neck, and I'll just disappear in a flash, thank you."

The recorders behind Iizuna exchanged glances, and one of them couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Crazy."

Izuna, expressionless, pushed the notepad aside and placed his fingers interlaced on the table.

"Where is the Pope's Symbiosis Card?"

"Oh dear." The lover sighed dramatically, her voice full of grievance, "I already told them I didn't know."

"The moment His Holiness the Pope used his power, everything went black, and I knew nothing more. Even if I hadn't fainted, time had stopped. What could a weak woman like me possibly know?"

She changed the subject, glancing meaningfully at the observation glass.

“You should ask Li Guanqi and You Chengbinai’er; they didn’t die back then either.”

“We don’t need you to teach us how to do things.” Iizuna’s voice was icy. “You just need to tell us what you saw and heard after you came out of the maze.”

He leaned forward slightly, emphasizing each word: "And..."

"Who killed the Pope?"

"You really don't listen to people..." the lover drawled, "I don't know, I don't know."

She chuckled, "That Li Guanqi is an idiot too. I just asked him for a few words and he handed me a knife? Is he not quite right in the head?"

"Is that idiot dead or not?"

No one answered.

Chen Mo looked at his lover and coldly asked, "What is it in the secret realm that can rapidly enhance spirituality?"

This problem has arisen.

The recorder's pen hovered over the paper, and Izuna instinctively sat up straight.

This is the issue that the intelligence team is most concerned about.

It should be said that it is a matter of concern to people all over the world.

"Oh my God."

The lover sighed dramatically, revealing a compassionate expression.

"You probably don't want to know what that is."

She paused, organizing her thoughts so that these mortals could understand.

"That was an old man."

"Old man?" Izuna frowned.

Chen Mo didn't speak, he just looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

“Yes, an old man with the ability to transform.” The lover nodded, his expression more serious than ever before. “His ideas are terrifying, really.”

"What are your thoughts?" Izuna pressed.

Everyone in the interrogation room was on high alert, ready to hear this secret that could change the course of human history.

The lover said with a sacred expression:
"Place the Divine Monument deck in the North Pole and set a low scale."

The recorder's eyes widened in surprise, and the pen tip fell to the table with a "clatter".

Izuna's expression froze.

The lovers ignored their reaction and continued:

"Then put the Arctic Sky Bear deck in Antarctica to form this connection loop."

As she spoke, she excitedly gestured with her shackled hands, making a soft rustling sound.

"So, guess what will happen?"

She blinked, like a teacher expecting a student to answer a question.

No one spoke.

The lover pouted in disappointment and revealed the answer himself.

"That way we can over-summon the Titans, punch the floor, and awaken Isolde, who's been sleeping in the graveyard!"

"What do you all think?" She stared blankly at the crowd, just like the old woman she once was.

The interrogation room was deathly silent.

"boom!"

Izuna slammed his hand on the table, the metal surface making a dull, loud thud.

"Get serious!"

"I'm not joking!" The lover was startled, a look of grievance rising on her face, her voice becoming sharper.

Her chest heaved with anger: "I'm telling the truth!"

"Do you think we can't do anything to you?" Iizuna said coldly.

"Oh, I'm not lying to you this time," the lover said earnestly. "If you don't believe me, just ask that Li Guanqi."

"He was still a bit breathless at the time, so he should have been able to hear it."

(End of this chapter)