Chapter 283
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Chapter 283: You Are Under Arrest
Cangnan City.
In the underground cavern.
Bang—!!
A sudden loud noise echoed through the hollow space, and a metal coffin lid flew out, startling the surrounding rats into a chaotic scatter. In the center of the open area, a silver-white metal long box lay quietly, resembling a coffin.
A chilling white mist surged from the coffin, and moments later, a pale arm suddenly reached out, grasping one side of the coffin. A figure, bare-skinned, slowly stood up from within.
The figure looked down at his hands, a hint of gray light flickering in his eyes as he murmured to himself:
Finally completed…
He stepped out of the coffin, casually picked up the clothes from the surgical table nearby, put them on, donned his glasses, and walked over to a pile of instruments, carefully examining the readings.
After a long while, a faint smile appeared on his face.
He raised his head, gazing at the weak sunlight filtering down from the top of the cavern, squinting slightly as if still unable to adjust to the intensity of the light.
It’s time to go out.
…
Suspected mysterious appearance?
Inside the Peace Affairs Office, Hong Ying looked up in surprise at Wen Qimo standing before her.
The residual effects of the Divine War are still present; it shouldn’t be possible for a mysterious appearance to occur…
Wen Qimo helplessly handed the documents in his hand to Hong Ying. Captain, can I still speak carelessly about this? This is a file transferred from the police department; the rat infestation in the East District has become a disaster, and this is not something that can happen naturally.
Hong Ying took the file and carefully read through it, a look of suspicion appearing in her eyes.
Then let’s go take a look.
Half an hour later, a black van slowly parked in front of a newly constructed factory in the East District.
Hong Ying, carrying a long box, got out from the passenger seat as several rats quickly scurried past her feet and entered through the factory’s side door.
Hong Ying looked up at the factory before her, her brows slightly furrowed.
This factory just started construction a year ago, originally scheduled to be completed in July, but due to the sudden and inexplicable rat tide, the timeline has been delayed. There shouldn’t be anyone inside now, Wen Qimo said while looking at the documents in his hand.
Is it a mystery involving rats? Hong Ying pondered. Generally, rat-related mysteries don’t have high combat power; the two of us should be able to handle it. Let’s go in and take a look.
Hong Ying stepped forward, her dark red cloak gently swaying in the wind. She stood at the side door where the rats had just entered and kicked the door open!
Creeeak…
Behind the door, a massive swarm of rats surged out like a black tide, crawling past the two of them.
Hong Ying snorted coldly, and the side of the long box behind her suddenly opened, revealing a long gun that shot out, surrounded by rose-red flames that illuminated a corner of the dim factory.
Standing at the entrance, gun in hand, she fixed her gaze on the staircase leading to the second floor and coldly called out:
Come out!
Hong Ying’s voice echoed in the empty factory, and moments later, a figure draped in a trench coat and wearing a hood slowly emerged.
You’re the one behind all these rats, aren’t you? Hong Ying pointed her gun directly at the figure, her eyes narrowing slightly.
The figure extended both hands and removed the hood, revealing a clean, pale face.
Seeing his face, Hong Ying was momentarily taken aback. It’s you?
It’s me, Captain Hong Ying. An Qingyu’s face bore a bitter smile. I’m sorry; I could only use this method to have a chance to see you all.
You’re the boy who fought alongside us a year ago. Wen Qimo recognized An Qingyu at this moment. What do you want from us?
I want to find Lin Qiye. An Qingyu spoke sincerely. Please tell me where he is.
Hong Ying and Wen Qimo exchanged glances, a look of helplessness in their eyes. Hong Ying shook her head. He’s not in Cangnan; he was taken to the Sanctuary a year ago.
The Sanctuary? An Qingyu was taken aback. That prison? He’s locked up? What did he do wrong?
He didn’t do anything wrong; it’s just… he has some mental issues and is still undergoing treatment, Wen Qimo explained.
An Qingyu’s brows furrowed slightly. Mental issues… being treated in prison?
Hong Ying opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but Wen Qimo spoke first: In any case, he’s not here right now. If you want to find him, you won’t be able to do so in the short term.
An Qingyu lowered his head, falling into deep thought.
If you want to find us next time, just come directly to the Peace Affairs Office. Don’t use the rat tide again, Wen Qimo said as he turned with Hong Ying and began to walk out of the factory.
Just as the two were about to walk away, An Qingyu suddenly called out:
Wait!
Hong Ying and Wen Qimo both stopped in their tracks.
An Qingyu stepped forward to stand before them, extending both wrists.
What are you doing…? Wen Qimo asked in confusion.
I am a Thief of Secrets, An Qingyu stated.
I know you’re a Thief of Secrets, but considering you’ve also helped protect Cangnan with us, we won’t pursue the previous matters. Don’t worry, Hong Ying patted his shoulder.
No, I am a Thief of Secrets. I have stolen several mysterious corpses, obstructing the Night Watchers from carrying out their duties, which constitutes a serious threat to public safety as a malevolent superpowered individual. An Qingyu looked at the two, speaking earnestly.
According to the Night Watchers’ regulations, I need to be arrested and sent to the Sanctuary.
You… want to go to the Sanctuary to find Lin Qiye? Wen Qimo was stunned. That’s a prison; once you go in, you won’t be able to come out.
I owe him a favor. An Qingyu shrugged. If he really has a mental illness, I should be able to help him; after all, I’m quite skilled at performing craniotomies. If he’s not sick and is just being held there…
Perhaps I am the only one in this world capable of helping him escape.
Hong Ying and Wen Qimo exchanged another glance, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.
Why do you want to help him so much? Hong Ying couldn’t help but ask.
I owe him a favor, An Qingyu replied lightly. My favors carry significant weight.
Just because of that?
Not entirely… An Qingyu seemed to recall something, a slight smile appearing on his lips, a strange light flickering in his eyes. My research is all complete, and I have lost my home in Cangnan. Staying here has no meaning for me.
Since that’s the case, I might as well experience the top superpowered prison in Daxia. This puzzle should be more challenging than any I’ve encountered before…
Wen Qimo looked at An Qingyu with a strange expression, leaning closer to Hong Ying’s ear. This guy is a lunatic.
Hong Ying nodded slightly in agreement.
She turned to An Qingyu, hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Since you want to go to the Sanctuary, I’ll take you in. If you see Lin Qiye inside, remember to send our regards.
An Qingyu smiled and nodded.
Hong Ying rummaged through her pocket, as if looking for a pair of handcuffs, but unfortunately found none. She could only pull a blade of grass from the ground and wrap it around An Qingyu’s wrists, speaking sternly:
Malevolent superpowered individual An Qingyu, I hereby declare… you are under arrest.