Artifact Report

Chapter 92 Jin Xueli's specialty is being implicated

He was obviously a tall and good-looking man, but when Chai Si stood in the shadow and smiled slowly, Jin Xueli felt as if ice was poured into her stomach. She just wanted to escape from the darkness and escape into the sunlight again.

"What, what happened?" She became alert and took a step aside. "I-I didn't do anything..."

This was the first time in her life that she had seen someone who looked so handsome and terrifying.

Chai Si stretched out a big hand and patted her shoulder twice, catching her off guard. Before turning around and running, Jin Xueli finally realized in time that he was not going to attack her. But every time the hand landed on her, it still made her bones ache.

"Not bad," he murmured, staring at the door, not knowing what he was thinking. "...Although you didn't mean to do it, you did me a big favor."

What happened? What did she say?

Although she didn't know what he was talking about, and he probably wouldn't tell her, Jin Xueli still asked instinctively, "Then you owe me two favors, right?"

Chai Si glanced at her.

His entire mind seemed to be occupied by another matter.

It was because someone was talking to him that he subconsciously glanced towards the source of the voice; he probably didn't even hear what Jin Xueli said.

Forget it, on second thought, it doesn’t really matter if he owes a few favors.

Even if Chai Si was determined to put her on the throne of the British Queen, it would be meaningless to her...

Jin Xueli muttered to herself and looked at the door handle that couldn't be turned at all.

The sign on the door read "Evidence Room"; no wonder the door automatically locked once it was closed. The door of the evidence room must be locked at all times.

But... didn't Chai Si just say that he and the mercenaries had already dug up the entire Central Police Station? They couldn't just skip over this evidence room, could they?
"It's locked. Haven't you been in this room yet?" she asked, turning around.

"...I came here to search once, and the door was open." Chai Si came back to his senses from his thoughts, as if he had just remembered that there was a director he was looking for.

He raised his chin, motioned Jin Xueli to stand aside, and took two steps back from the door to create some distance. He said, "Either someone left the door open before leaving, or someone closed it on purpose."

Even though Jin Xueli was mentally prepared, the loud sound of him kicking the door still made her shoulders shrink.

The door panel was thick and heavy, and Chai Si failed to kick it open with his first kick; the loud noises of the door breaking became louder and heavier, as if the constantly rising air pressure was pressing on people's ear nerves - until the door panel shattered with a loud bang, as if the air pressure exploded, fragments flew everywhere, and the door panel fell to the ground.

...Mercury's mercenaries shouldn't be so amateurish as to leave the door open before leaving, right?
Jin Xueli let go of her ear, walked up, raised the light beam of her mobile phone, and scanned behind the door.

She has thought it through.

The sooner she finds the target person, the sooner she can escape from the police station.

No matter what Chai Si planned, no matter what "Candle Tears" could get her, Jin Xueli would rewrite the day when she was implicated in the police station - once today was rewritten as "I had never contacted Chai Si", there would naturally be no question of whether it was human or not.

By that time, Chai Si had never even met Jin Xueli; after changing history, she was the only one who retained the memory of their acquaintance and interaction today.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with this. Chai Si is a really troublesome person...so if she cooperates with him a little now, it will make him relax his vigilance towards her.

In order to get out earlier, Jin Xueli was more active than Chai Si. She stepped on the broken door panel and stepped into the room.

The evidence room was filled with a faint smell of dust and was cool and dark.

As the flashlight swept across, the light brought various labeled cartons, large bags, plastic boxes and other containers from rows of tall shelves into view one by one; when Jin Xueli walked over, the evidence on the shelves behind her sank into darkness again.

"It doesn't look like there's anyone here," she said, finishing her quick circle.

The evidence room was quite large, almost like a small warehouse. However, there was nothing inside except rows of shelves, and the shelves were divided into compartments by iron bars. There was no place to hide a person - not to mention the director in the photo, who was a big fat man.

Out of caution, Jin Xueli bent down and looked under the shelf; the gap between the bottom shelf and the ground was only big enough for a mouse.

"Hmm," Chai Si's flashlight pierced the darkness two rows of shelves away, seemingly cutting a pale yellow wound across the room. "It's the same as when I last came." If Jin Xueli hadn't been so sensitive to other people's emotions, she might have thought Chai Si's mood was as calm as his tone.

"Don't worry," she said, not knowing why, but she actually comforted him. Perhaps it was because she was kind and inertia was the norm. "Like you said, no one can get out of here. He must still be in the building. If he's in there, we can find him."

"...Yeah." Chai Si snorted in response; his flashlight reached the end of the wall, turned around, and went to the door. "I'll go to the next room."

He didn't seem to be afraid at all that Jin Xueli would run away - that's right, she couldn't run away.

Although it was not the right time, Jin Xueli couldn't help but open the lid of a cardboard box and put the flashlight and her head in.

Unless her life is on the line, she always has some unnecessary curiosity and insufficient self-control.

Besides, no one would be able to resist taking a look at what’s inside the box in the police station’s evidence room, right?

"What are you doing in the evidence room?"

A voice suddenly drifted in, startling Jin Xueli so much that she looked up and nearly dropped her suitcase. Chai Si's flashlight had already shone, illuminating a figure at the doorway. As soon as she saw the man clearly, she felt as if someone had jabbed a needle in her optic nerve.

The middle-aged man had obviously been completely invaded by the residents.

Like other people who were invaded, the "Nest Communication Network" also played tricks on the eyes when invading; two large bulges of eyes protruded from under the middle-aged man's brow bones - no, saying "bulges" is not accurate.

Countless small eyeballs were huddled together like grapes, forming two large "bulls", bulging out from the eye sockets and hanging on the cheeks.

As the middle-aged man turned his head to look at Chai Si, two large sets of eyes slid across his skin with sticky eyes, and the pupils of each eyeball looked in the same direction.

"It's you, Chase Monroe. We meet again."

Jin Xueli glanced at Chai Si, who was two shelves away from her, and silently took a step back, lowering the light beam of her mobile phone.

It seems like he and Mercury have known each other for a long time, so it's normal for him to know the residents who signed contracts with Mercury...right?
"...Fry?" Chase asked in a low voice, seeming unsure.

"You still recognize me?" The resident opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth stretched to the limit, almost touching his eyeballs. "I'm like this, thanks to you."

Huh?
Right?
How come the dominant consciousness in this man's body is not that of the resident, but that "Fry"?
Even if a place retains some of its original owner's personality and memories after being invaded, it's the residents who should take the lead—just like the policewoman at the cell door just now. This "Fry" is surprisingly resilient.

"I don't know who it was who disobeyed the rules... and actually left the evidence room door wide open... I just closed the door, but you guys were so lawless that you even dared to destroy the door."

The middle-aged man named Frye staggered into the evidence room as he spoke; his large build just happened to block the doorway tightly.

It suddenly twisted its neck, pointed it in Jin Xueli's direction, and shouted, "She dared to look at the evidence! She moved the evidence without authorization, causing evidence contamination, contamination, contamination—"

As soon as the hissing sounded, it rushed between the two rows of shelves, and rushed towards Jin Xueli like a cannonball - fortunately, she reacted quickly and had developed a sense of danger in the nest. She turned around and ran at the first moment, and quickly rushed into the deep aisle between the shelves.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson: you can't touch the evidence, you can't touch the evidence, you can't touch it—"

"Chai Si!" Jin Xueli turned a corner and rushed between two rows of shelves, shouting angrily, "Why do I always get dragged down by you? Help me!"

Every wrong has its perpetrator, and this resident obviously has a grudge against Chai Si, but he chose to come after me. What's going on?

The most infuriating thing was that when she ran straight to Chai Si, fully expecting him to attack the residents like last time, he just stood there, frowning, watching a man and a resident run past him - if there was a light bulb on his head, it would be a street lamp.

"What are you doing?" Jin Xueli was furious. She ran and shouted, "I don't have a weapon! Why are you standing there?"

Chai Si slowly raised his head from his contemplation.

“…I think I’ve been tricked.”

　Maybe it’s because I have nomadic blood in my veins, but if I stay in one place for more than two years, I start to feel like I’ve been sentenced to life imprisonment… It would be great if people could move freely, be citizens of the world, and live in one place for a while.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)