Chapter 1372
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Chapter 1372 Baize
Meeting Whisper here was something Lin Qiye never expected.
As one of the three oldest “Gods” of the Ancient God Church, Whisper had left the deepest impression on Lin Qiye and his team. Whether it was the existence of the “Believers,” taking away Zai Ge, the jailbreak at the Fasting Hall, or directly causing the Underworld Altar incident that led to the evacuation of Anta County, he was one of the greatest adversaries the “Nightfall” team had faced throughout their growth.
However, the Whisper before Lin Qiye’s eyes was obviously much younger than the one they had encountered. He looked only in his twenties, yet his every movement already carried an elegant quality that didn’t match his age.
In this era, Whisper already appeared to be in his twenties… which meant that the Whisper they had seen before was at least in his sixties?
In Lin Qiye’s mind, he recalled again the image of that elegant young man in a tailcoat…
As expected of one of the three “Gods” of the Ancient God Church, truly an old monster.
“Please enjoy your meal.”
A steaming bowl of noodles was placed in front of Lin Qiye, who nodded and began eating as if nothing had happened.
Although Lin Qiye kept his head down while eating and didn’t look at Whisper at the opposite table again, he could feel the other’s gaze lingering on him.
Lin Qiye’s stare just now had made Whisper sense something unusual, but the young Whisper didn’t take it too seriously. After all, he had just become a member of the Ancient God Church, hadn’t participated in many operations, had never directly confronted any Night Watchmen, and wasn’t even on their wanted list yet…
He was just a regular person coming to eat noodles at a noodle shop. How could anyone possibly see through his identity?
Besides, he knew the appearances of all members of Squad 007 by heart, and this young man before him wasn’t one of them.
With this thought, Whisper relaxed, and the sound of his noodle slurping grew louder.
In the old noodle shop, Lin Qiye and Whisper, separated by just one table, silently ate their noodles with hidden agendas.
Finally, Whisper finished his noodles, took out several coins from his pocket, and arranged them neatly on the table.
“Keep the change,” Whisper said softly as he wiped the corners of his mouth with a white handkerchief, as if he were not in a noodle shop but in an elegant high-end Western restaurant.
Whisper picked up his black briefcase and walked out.
After Whisper left, Lin Qiye also stood up and pointed to the coins on the opposite table:
“I’m his friend. Put my bowl on his tab.”
Without waiting for the owner to respond, Lin Qiye pushed open the door and left, following behind Whisper.
…
Whisper passed through several streets and stopped at a small store in front of a factory.
“I need to make a call,” Whisper said, his gaze falling on the landline phone on the table. He picked up the receiver and began dialing.
A few seconds later, the call connected, but Whisper didn’t speak. Instead, he hung up the receiver.
Under the puzzled gaze of the store owner, Whisper took out twenty cents from his pocket, placed it on the table, and then turned to leave.
“…Weirdo,” the owner muttered, looking strangely at the departing Whisper as he pocketed the money.
Just then, another young man wearing a lake-blue work uniform came to the phone.
“Excuse me, I need to make a call,” Lin Qiye smiled, reaching for the receiver. In the owner’s blind spot, a strange shadow crept onto his palm.
A red-pupiled black eye silently opened in his palm.
In the vision of the “Black Eye,” time on the dial phone rapidly rewound, quickly revealing the numbers Whisper had pressed earlier, then gently closed and disappeared.
A moment later, Lin Qiye released the receiver.
“Never mind, I don’t need to call anymore.” With a wave of his hand, Lin Qiye walked away under the owner’s almost cursing gaze.
While tracking Whisper from a distance, Lin Qiye reached out and lightly tapped the radio at his waist.
“Jiang Er, are you there?”
Intermittent static came from the radio, “Shh shh shh… I’m here.”
“I have a landline number for you to check.” Lin Qiye quickly repeated the string of numbers he had memorized.
“Alright, I’ll look into it right away.”
“Shh shh shh… Seven Night?” An Qingyu’s voice came through the radio.
“Qingyu, how are things on your end?”
“I went through all the Night Watchmen squad files in Huaihai City for the past twenty years and found something interesting…”
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow, “What is it?”
“Have you heard of the ‘Baize’?”
“‘Baize’?” Lin Qiye pondered for a moment. “You mean the mythical beast from Great Xia legends?”
“That’s right.” An Qingyu continued, “According to legend, Baize is an auspicious divine beast with a gentle nature. It understands the principles of all things and is dedicated to punishing evil in the world. Therefore, whenever Baize appears, it heralds peace in the region…”
“What does this have to do with our current mission?”
“According to the Night Watchmen records in Huaihai City, five years ago, they discovered a ‘Mystery’ by the Huangpu River, suspected to be Baize.”
Hearing this, Lin Qiye was slightly startled, “A ‘Mystery’ born from Great Xia mythology? That’s quite rare…”
Based on Great Xia’s exploratory analysis, the “Mysteries” that emerged around the world mostly came from different local folk tales or rumors. The more widespread these rumors and tales, the stronger the corresponding “Mystery” would be. For example, entities like Planchette and Snow Woman in Lin Qiye’s hospital all came from widely spread legends.
Divine beasts from Great Xia legends might have indeed appeared in history, but so far, Lin Qiye hadn’t seen any.
“But strangely, this file about Baize only records the process of encountering it, with no record of what happened afterward… It feels like someone erased part of it,” An Qingyu paused. “Although I don’t know if this is related to the current disaster, it’s at least a breakthrough. I’ll ask the members of Squad 007 later.
If they really don’t trust me… I’ll have to use some special methods.”
“…Don’t go too far,” Lin Qiye couldn’t help but remind him.
“Don’t worry, I know my limits.”
The radio connection cut off, and Lin Qiye strapped it back to his waist. Just then, Whisper’s figure in the distance flickered and disappeared into a complex alleyway.
Was he discovered?
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and quickly followed.
…
Whisper, dressed in a suit, moved like a specter through the deserted alleyways.
He occasionally glanced behind him, his brows slightly furrowed.
Since leaving the noodle shop, he had vaguely felt someone following him… Although each time he looked back to test, he found nothing unusual, his instinct told him that this matter might not be so simple.
In any case, he needed to ensure no one was following him before proceeding!
As Whisper continued to move, there was still no figure appearing behind him. Just as he thought he was being paranoid and was about to leave, a figure suddenly appeared in the alleyway in front of him!
Lin Qiye, dressed in a lake-blue work uniform, was leaning against the gray-white wall, smiling at him:
“Running? Where do you think you’re going… Whisper?”
