Artifact Report

Chapter 356 Chess: Confrontation and Dialogue

Even if this wasn't a trap set by Chai Si for Fu Tai Lan, just looking at the expression on "David's" face was enough for him to know who "David" was.

In Blackmore City, there is only one person who, no matter how unexpected, painful, or tragic the event, seems to have no effect on his flesh; the events merely float in the mist around him.

Realizing he had been tricked, "David" only widened his eyes slightly; then, his surprise was quickly veiled and hidden again.

He sighed softly and said, "So, Big Sister didn't die. That's good."

Han Liuyue couldn't help but snort: "Who wants to be your older sister?"

...Fu Tailan is a person who is utterly detestable in every way.

His soul and mind always seemed to have been detached and scattered, drifting away to some unknown place, forgetting the way home; yet this absent-minded, numb, and bewildered person has stubbornly persisted until now without dying.

He could cover Fu Tai Lan's face with just one hand.

After pressing down on the boy's head and face, he gradually increased the pressure on his hands, his muscles and veins bulging, until he crushed the boy's head like a grape...

Chai Si suppressed his fleeting thoughts.

“Where is David?” he asked in a low voice.

“He’s dead,” Fu Tailan said, shrugging as if he had accidentally broken a cup. He seemed to know that killing Chai Si was hopeless and gave up quickly; the pistol was hooked on his thumb and dangled precariously.

When Fu Tai Lan's skin, skull, and eyeballs were crushed between his fingers, the exploding blood and smell...

“Shoot,” Chess said.

"Wait, wait, wait," before he could finish speaking, Fu Tailan immediately turned around and raised her hands towards Han Liuyue. "Don't be so hasty, I was just joking. He's alive, locked in the warehouse. You Kai family members just like to act impulsively."

Han Liuyue had only just stabilized from a near-death state and her body had not fully recovered. After only a few words, Chai Si noticed that her hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.

Fu Tailan probably noticed it too.

"Big sister, are you still not fully recovered? He really knows how to exploit people," he smiled at Han Liuyue and said, "I understand now..."

As Chai Si listened to him speak, he strolled past Fu Tailan as if the gun in the latter's hand did not exist. When the two were only a few steps apart, even Fu Tailan couldn't help but stop talking, becoming wary and glancing at Chai Si.

“Go on,” Chai Si walked to the foot of the hospital bed, opened the bag belonging to the hospitalized patient, and pulled out a Desert Eagle from among the clothes and toiletries.

He gestured for Han Liuyue to sit back and rest, then turned around and pressed the muzzle of his gun against Fu Tailan's forehead. The metal barrel made a soft thud as it pressed heavily against the skull.

"What do you understand?" Chai Si said, snatching the gun from the boy's hand with a swift movement.

He remembered the mistake he had made last time, and that he had not made any skin contact with Fu Tailan; only his sleeve had brushed against the back of the other's hand.

Perhaps the illusion on his body was limited and would fail as soon as someone touched it—the moment Fu Tai Lan returned to his original form, it was as if a curtain was suddenly pulled down, revealing a cold and beautiful jewel that was meaningless to humans.

Fu Tailan chuckled softly.

It wasn't a confident smile, but rather more like a child finding a difficult game machine in an arcade that they couldn't beat.

"To trap me, you need a helper. But when the core hunter of the Kai family is with you, I will definitely be on guard, and you will worry that you will not be able to lure me into the trap... Only this sister, who was already half dead, it is normal for her to suddenly die, and it is also normal for you to come to mourn alone... That's why I can show up without worry."

Fu Tailan seemed to have forgotten the gun barrel on her forehead and even nodded. "I really did fall for it."

He's right; Chai Si even knows that Fu Tai Lan will most likely come alone to snatch the "rumor," so he doesn't need to prepare too many people.

Longzhen had sent word that Fu Tailan, the "Hunter Supervisor," had somehow fallen out with Carter Morgan and was now effectively dead. Not only could he no longer mobilize any of the Morgan family's resources, but Fu Tailan himself seemed to be under Carter Morgan's surveillance. ...Longzhen also said that Fu Tailan had discovered her close ties with the Kai family.

“That’s alright,” Uncle Kai said without changing his expression when he learned this: “The fact that she was able to get the message out this time is enough to prove her usefulness.”

After Chai Si and Long Zhen graduated, the person who secretly helped Long Zhen get a job at the Morgan family was none other than Kaironan; by the time Chai Si found out, the whole thing had already been arranged.

He took it all for granted, as if it were the natural course of things, and said nothing.

Over the years, he hadn't even dared to ask her, "Why did you agree?"

“You’re quite calm,” Chai Si said, suppressing his recollection.

“You can’t kill me until you figure out how I took the ‘rumor’,” Fu Tailan shrugged one shoulder. “Neither of you can even touch me—”

Chai Si almost burst out laughing. "Really? You really took it?"

Fu Tailan was stunned.

His lips parted slightly and moved, as if he were searching around inside his mouth with his tongue. Then his expression suddenly turned grim—the hazy mist on his face settled heavily, like the dark blue sky before a storm.

"What about the rumors?" Fu Tailan, being young, couldn't yet skillfully control her emotions. "How could it not be on you? How could you just casually—"

It dawned on him.

“Ah…you gave it to Kaironan,” Fu Tailan murmured. “That was a target decoy…I never thought you were such a good dog.”

Chai Si didn't seem to care at all, and smiled silently. Seeing him get the short end of the stick was truly delightful.

Fu Tailan stared blankly, seemingly remembering something.

"You're risking your life, really for that arrogant old man?" he asked softly. "Why? He's not your biological father."

"Show some respect, and I might leave you a whole corpse."

Fu Tailan acted as if she hadn't heard. "Wait, didn't you leave the Black Fang behind and not give it to him? You each need one target illusion; only by checking each other can you cooperate, right?"

Even if he was actually inquiring about the whereabouts of the target's fake identity, Chai Si didn't care—what difference would it make if he knew? You can't take anything from a dead person.

“Of course you wouldn’t understand,” Chai Si said in a low voice. “That was originally his.”

"Did you give it all to him? But you're still a contestant?"

"of course."

Fu Tailan's question is a bit strange. Is there a rule in the game of domination that "giving away a target's fake image will result in disqualification"? No, right?

When facing Fu Tai Lan, be careful of anything unusual.

He may have deliberately asked a rather strange question to mislead Chai Si; but considering that Chai Si has not lost his qualification and will not fall for it, it actually shows that the "illusion of losing the goal" can sometimes lead to "losing the qualification" - has anyone lost his qualification?
It can't be Fu Tai Lan, can it?

The boy frowned, as if he was pondering some difficult problem.

“You’ve told me all this, which means you didn’t intend to let me live.” Fu Tailan raised her eyes and looked at the gun barrel on her forehead. “But you made me say all this, and still didn’t shoot me. Let me think…”

He smiled slowly. "I guess you want to know something."

(End of this chapter)