Chapter 351

"What's going on?" Wang Quan's expression was serious. He looked like a responsible teacher.

No, he was a good teacher.

However, Wang Quan felt that sending a student like Shirotori Yuu to his death was the only way to be responsible for him.

It was also his responsibility to the other students.

He had a clear conscience.

However, he still had to pretend.

After all, he still wanted to use this identity to live a normal life.

White Torii Yao and Ichiro Kenike didn't say much in the face of his doubts.

They were just doing a routine inquiry and it was fine.

Wang Quan also answered fluently and said that if there was any need in the future, he could look for him.

Of course, it was fine.

Among the few students in the Spirit Detective Department, Wangyue Lin was one of them. She was one of them to Wang Quan and the Public Security Sixth Class.

Of course, the Public Security Sixth Class wouldn't suspect her. Wangyue Lin's report was that nothing happened last night. They were just doing a routine inquiry today.

The other people were inside.

Night God Saltpeter was an anomaly and was now one of Wang Quan's people.

As for the other two girls … their thoughts had long been disturbed by Wang Quan.

It was tantamount to saying that no one came to school last night.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

After the exchange, the few of them left in a single file.

Ichiro Kenike was the last. He shook hands with Wang Quan. "Thank you for your cooperation."

"You're welcome. This is what I should do."

After sending them off with a smile, Wang Quan returned to his office and sat down by the window.

Then, he looked at the field outside.

It was morning and the youthful bodies were all in the classroom.

After a moment of silence, Wang Quan opened his palm.

There was a small piece of paper in his palm.

There was a phone number on the note.

This was what Ichiro Kenike had stuffed into his hand when they shook hands.

Wang Quan didn't care about the phone number. He cared about the words left on the note.

"One hundred and twenty-four, good people live a peaceful life."

This was not the point. Wang Quan was a decent man. He couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all.

However, he still understood the meaning of each word when separated.

That's right, this sentence was written in Chinese.

This time, Wang Quan was really interested. He was referring to Ichiro Kenike.

This person used to be a leader of the Public Security Sixth Class in Wang Quan's eyes. He had his own thoughts but was good to his employees. He was also a little witty. However, he was still treated as a tool by the higher-ups.

This originally had nothing to do with Wang Quan.

But now … it was worth understanding.

He wanted to know how much this guy knew about him.

Wang Quan had guessed.

Wang Quan smiled and continued to drink the tea he brewed with tea leaves, wolfberries, rock sugar, and red dates.

After waiting for an hour, he finally called the other party.

The call was hung up.

After another half an hour, the other party called back.

The moment the call went through, Sword Pool Ichiro said right away, "Big Brother, he's one of us."

It was fluent in Chinese.

Wang Quan replied calmly, "Sorry, what dialect are you speaking? I don't understand. "

It was also fluent in Mandarin.

"…" The other party was silent for a few seconds. He seemed to be embarrassed.

Then he said, "Boss, I'm not joking. Can we meet?"

Wang Quan thought for a while. "Sure. Send me the address."

"Well, if you don't have a LINE, you can download it first. Let's add each other as friends."

Wang Quan grinned.

It seemed that they were not exchanging email addresses. This anime was no longer up to date.

He added him as a friend.

Ichiro Kenike didn't waste any time and sent him the address.

Forty minutes later, on the rooftop of a building in Akihabara.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Hearing Wang Quan's voice, Ichiro Kenike, who had been waiting for half an hour, turned around. "No, I just arrived."

He took out a packet of Dasu from his pocket and wanted to light it up for Wang Quan.

Wang Quan waved his hand, took out a packet of Dasu and handed it to him.

Ichiro Kenike felt like he had found a treasure. He took a puff and his eyes were brimming with tears. "Damn it! The Japanese mix is like blotting paper! "

This was the "hometown cigarette"!

Wang Quan also lit one and said with a smile, "What's up with you? Are you a spy? Then you spies are really interesting. You all like to meet on the rooftop. "

"That's my previous identity. I've been undercover for more than ten years." Ichiro Kenike's poker face was full of bitterness. "It's just a mission."

After a pause, he suddenly said, "Boss, you're 'Hell Walker', right? I've also watched 'Infernal Affairs'. "

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows. "A Shedder?"

"Yes, I don't know if I'm a Shedder." Ichiro Kenike was rather confused. "I came to this dungeon world with a few companions, but I didn't receive any mission instructions from 'Hell' after I arrived. It's just that my identity had been arranged in advance."

He pointed at himself. "My identity here is indeed Japanese. Some of the companions who came with me are in China, and some are also Japanese. There are also Europeans and South Americans.

"We don't know what the mission is, nor do we know the difficulty of this world. We just stayed like this for more than ten years.

"In the meantime, they died one after another because they encountered the freaks.

"Some might have died at the hands of vengeful spirits, but vengeful spirits devour people's sense of existence, so I'm not sure if there are any.

"Now, I'm the only one left alive."

Wang Quan nodded. "Then you're quite lucky."

It seemed like it wasn't that his watch had malfunctioned, but that all the Hell Walkers who came to this world had met with misfortune.

Could it be that the mythical creatures of this world were so strict that they blocked the interference of 'Hell'?

'Hell' was a universe-level mythical creature. To be able to block the interference of 'Hell' in its own world, it had to be at least a Star System mythical creature.

However, Wang Quan didn't sense it.

There were definitely mythical creatures in this world, but there was an 80% chance that they were either asleep or dead and had yet to be resurrected.

Those freaks only had fragmented auras of mythical creatures.

However, Wang Quan was certain that their mythical auras came from the same person.

Wang Quan took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "How did you know that I'm an outsider?"

"Tsk, these locals can't tell, but I definitely can." Ichiro Kenike smiled. "When we first met that night, I knew that you weren't a freak. You must be a Hell Walker.

"That's because I only gave you an identity this time and nothing else. Everyone is in the dark. Their reactions after coming here are actually similar. "

The words he said when he came into contact with Wangyue Lin were actually perfunctory to deceive Wangyue Lin. He could tell that the power Wangyue Lin used was similar to Wang Quan's. In addition, he had done some private research and discovered that Wangyue Lin didn't have such power in the past. Therefore, he was certain that Wang Quan, who had suddenly come from China to be a teacher, should be the person from that night.

He held the cigarette in his mouth and explained with a smile, "I was just bluffing them. The higher-ups of this lousy country are not kind. They bluff that group of Spirit Controllers to their deaths every day and then secretly control other Spirit Controllers. They don't even tell me the information they have in private.

"I just thought that you didn't show your face at the time, and I think you might have thought the same, so I just put on a show.

"This way, I can use the excuse of investigating you to get in touch with you. At the same time, I won't have to be cannon fodder."

Wang Quan also smiled. "Sure, but have you ever thought of just living here like this?"

"No, it would be fine if it were an ordinary world, but this is a world with freaks and vengeful spirits … I'm the only one from our group who's still alive."

Ichiro Kenike's tone was low.

This person was not bad … At the very least, according to Wang Quan's observation, he was considered a good person.

"Okay, let's talk about something serious." Wang Quan flicked the cigarette ash. "You've been here for a long time. What have you discovered? I mean in essence, such as the origin of freaks or vengeful spirits. "

Ichiro Kenike nodded. "There is."