Chapter 1371
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Chapter 1371 Acquaintance?
Iron clang!
A shadow flashed from An Qingyu’s palm, followed by the sound of metal striking metal. The incoming broadsword was instantly deflected, spinning through the air before embedding itself in the white wall behind!
Five figures darted out from the office, surrounding An Qingyu in the center within moments.
To An Qingyu’s surprise, these five figures weren’t wearing dark red cloaks, but instead uniform brown Zhongshan suits. They stood straight, their gazes fixed on An Qingyu with clear hostility.
It seems that in this era, the cloak—one of the Nightwatcher’s three signature items—hasn’t appeared yet… An Qingyu thought to himself.
A bald, burly man turned to look at his broadsword stuck in the wall, his expression extremely unpleasant.
Among the group, a tall, thin man glanced at the coffin behind An Qingyu, narrowing his eyes:
“Skulking figure, clearly up to no good… You must be a member of that ‘Ancient God Church’ that’s been causing such a commotion lately? We’ve been searching everywhere for you people, but I never expected you’d dare to barge directly into our Nightwatcher headquarters… You’re simply asking to die!”
Several waves of mental power surged through the corridor, battle imminent.
“Wait!” An Qingyu immediately spoke up, “I’m not from the Ancient God Church, I’m a Nightwatcher too.”
As he finished speaking, An Qingyu pulled out an emblem from his pocket and showed it to everyone.
The group paused briefly, looking down at An Qingyu’s palm. One of them picked up the emblem, examined it carefully, then broke into a cold laugh.
He then took out an emblem from his own pocket—smaller than An Qingyu’s—and waved it at him.
“These Ancient God Church fools can’t even make a decent copy… Kid, open your eyes wide and see what a real Nightwatcher emblem looks like!”
An Qingyu stared at the emblem in his hand, frozen in place.
The emblem in his hand was not only smaller than An Qingyu’s, but also obviously cruder. Even the words “If darkness finally falls…” on the back of the emblem were written with some kind of pen rather than laser-engraved.
“I can explain the difference in emblem styles later… but surely the ‘Ghost God Inducer’ inside can prove my identity?” An Qingyu quickly regained his composure and continued.
“‘Ghost God Inducer’? What’s that?”
An Qingyu: …
Not only were there no cloaks, but even the “Ghost God Inducer” hadn’t appeared in this era?
Among the Nightwatcher’s three signature items, the only thing that could possibly prove his identity was the straight knife, but when An Qingyu joined the Nightwatchers, he hadn’t taken a straight knife but rather a complete set of surgical knives made of the same material… Now he truly had no way to explain himself.
“Where is your captain? I need to see your captain,” An Qingyu took a deep breath and calmly spoke.
“Our captain is on vacation…”
“Why are you even answering him?” The bald man forcefully pulled his broadsword from the wall, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. “Let’s subdue him first, then force him to reveal the whereabouts of the other Ancient God Church members!”
“Qingyu… what do we do now?”
Jiang Er’s voice came through the radio.
An Qingyu’s gaze swept across the five people before him with their surging mental power, and after a moment, he sighed helplessly:
“Friendly negotiation seems impossible… Let’s calm them down first, then question them slowly.”
In An Qingyu’s eyes, a deep gray hue rapidly spread!
…
“Shh-shh-shh-shh…”
The radio hanging at Lin Qiye’s waist suddenly emitted a burst of static.
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow, immediately applied the brakes, stopped his bicycle by the roadside, set up the kickstand, and placed the radio on the bicycle seat.
He patted the radio, “Jiang Er, is that you?”
“Shh-shh-shh-shh… Yes, it’s me.” The static ended, and Jiang Er’s voice came through.
“How are things on your end? Have you found anything?”
“…Not much progress yet, but except for the captain who’s still on vacation, Qingyu has already taken down all the members of Squad 007 from this era.”
“?” Lin Qiye asked in confusion, “Why did he take them down?”
“Qingyu wanted to ask about the disaster, but couldn’t prove his identity. They thought he was from the Ancient God Church, so he decided to use some force first…”
“Ancient God Church? Does the Ancient God Church already exist at this time…” Lin Qiye pondered for a moment. “What’s happening now?”
“The Squad 007 members still won’t talk, so Qingyu went directly to the archives to check the records.” Jiang Er paused for a moment.
“He asked me to tell you that there are suspected Ancient God Church members active in Huaihai City.”
Lin Qiye’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“…Alright, I understand. Keep in touch.”
The radio went silent as Jiang Er continued to notify Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan. Lin Qiye stood alone by the street, deep in thought.
Ancient God Church members active in Huaihai City… Could this disaster have been instigated by the Ancient God Church again?
After a moment, Lin Qiye got back on his bicycle and continued to complete the magic patterns he had been inscribing throughout Huaihai City, though now he kept an extra eye out, his gaze constantly searching along both sides of the street.
So far, Lin Qiye had dealt with the Ancient God Church quite a bit, and he would certainly recognize some of their members at a glance… However, they were now more than forty years before their time, so most of the Church members he had encountered probably weren’t born yet, or were still children.
But there are always those who, having reached a certain level, enjoy much longer lifespans, so some might already exist in this era.
Time passed as Lin Qiye rode his bicycle, having circled almost the entire inner area of Huaihai City. Just as he was about to leave this area to continue searching the outskirts, his gaze fell on the opposite side of the street, and he suddenly froze!
He abruptly stopped his bicycle, blinked hard to make sure he wasn’t seeing things, and his expression immediately became peculiar.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Qiye crossed the road with his bicycle, locked it to a stone post by the roadside, and walked into a shabby little noodle shop.
“Boss, a bowl of egg noodles, please.”
“Coming right up.”
Lin Qiye, one hand in his pocket, casually sat down at a table near the door, his gaze casually sweeping across the small shop.
At the table opposite him, a young man in a suit with slicked-back hair was earnestly eating a steaming bowl of shredded pork noodles.
Seemingly sensing Lin Qiye’s gaze, he looked up and made eye contact with Lin Qiye, who quickly averted his eyes. The young man frowned slightly, scrutinizing Lin Qiye for a long while before returning to his noodles with some suspicion.
Lin Qiye opened his mouth, pretending to yawn to hide his uncontrollably rising smile.
Who would have thought, you were actually quite cute when you were young…
[Murmuring].
