Chapter 2161 - 2156: Confinement (30)

Chapter 2161: Chapter 2156: Confinement (30)

That’s right, Rachel was used as an Inner World detector, and so far it’s been working well.

As long as people are different from each other, then everyone must have their unique value, worth exploiting.

Of course, everything is just beginning, having just entered the hospital.

For example, there’s a problem at hand: where to find Tia?

Besides her name and the graceful figure under her uniform, I know very little about her.

As for why to find Tia?

Naturally, it’s to investigate why clothes ended up exposing and barging into my home.

From the earlier comparisons and speculations, the current conclusion is that yesterday, the Inner World corresponding to the hospital might have also experienced significant disturbances.

Tia’s abnormal behavior naturally links her to that situation.

If she could remember more, it would definitely be quite meaningful to understand the whole matter.

Of course, Fu Qian didn’t forget the core reason for focusing on this hospital, which is the body bag and patient gown that appeared in both the Outer and Inner Worlds.

It’s safe to say this place is an essential part of Yiven’s brother’s repeated plans, and thus it’s inferred that his competitor might come here to investigate the whereabouts—and it’s inferred that his competitor might infer he would deduce it like this.

The convergence of fate as in legends is no more than this.

...

"Do you have an appointment?"

Unfortunately, life’s twists and turns are a constant state.

Just as Fu Qian admitted he didn’t know where to find anyone, and came to a place resembling a reception desk, before he could say anything, the person sitting inside casually asked a question.

"No, I need to find a nurse who might be late—"

Calm in tone, expressing directly, today’s Fu Qian was indeed astoundingly honest.

"Sorry, we cannot receive without an appointment."

Unfortunately, even so, the other party was very principled.

Fu Qian didn’t even have time to report a name, and the woman in there, who was slightly overly plump, directly gave a classic response, not even lifting an eyelid throughout.

However, to be fair, it was a very reasonable response; this was not part of her responsibilities.

Although, from the hospital’s level of busyness, it should operate fine without an appointment system.

"Then I’ll make an appointment."

Confirming that there were no patients around that he might be delaying, Fu Qian readily accepted the suggestion.

"Sorry, we only accept phone appointments—"

The receptionist replied swiftly again, the smoothness comparable to a practiced tongue-twister.

And this time, she was clearly a bit impatient, frowning and looking over, then abruptly stopping mid-sentence.

"Tia."

Casually throwing out a name, Fu Qian tilted the gun on the counter towards the other side, easing the other person’s psychological pressure.

"...I don’t know if she’s here."

Though her face remained paper-white, it seemed the gesture helped her regain her speech faster.

With a trembling voice almost making one picture the throat knot’s twitch, the reception lead instinctively explained.

"You can find out."

Fu Qian’s voice remained gentle, even putting the gun away, then gave a hint.

Not deliberately withholding his police identity, but in his view, that might not be as effective as now.

From the experiences on the way here, this town’s decline seemed to have seeped into every corner, including the police identity.

The role played by Mr. Huck Sr. was almost akin to the neighborhood committee.

With the experienced demeanor of the one ahead, even if he revealed his identity and indicated seeking assistance in an investigation, he most likely would be asked for a badge or similar.

And unfortunately, perhaps due to lax local management or shocking cost-cutting in storages, Fu Qian had already searched thoroughly and obviously didn’t have such an item.

Therefore, Fu Qian decisively chose to demonstrate firepower.

As to whether it would cause trouble?

It’s nothing to worry about, people are not the same.

Fu Qian is quite confident that the person in front of him, when he put away the gun, would first think about the circumstances for drawing it again.

Sending a message, why take such a risk of retaliatory attack?

"She doesn’t have a phone there... Should I check?"

By now, the official seemed to have figured this point out too, becoming proactive, even cautiously consulting Fu Qian’s opinion, likely worried he might think she’s going to flee.

"Tell her Anke is looking for her."

It’s common for people to seize the opportunity to run, but Fu Qian agreed quickly, showing complete trust in her ability.

His demands were quite lenient too, merely needing a message delivered, indifferent to whether she brought the person back.

"Alright."

However, as the specific executor, it seemed that the receptionist didn’t feel the same, and she left quickly with a complicated expression.

...

"Did she go to find someone for you?"

Though nominally passive, internally, Rachel was semi-complicit with Fu Qian’s coerced assistance request.

But to show non-cooperation, as Fu Qian negotiated, Rachel chose to watch from a distance.

The result was that after just a few words, the person behind the counter immediately got up and hurried away, prompting Rachel to approach, unable to resist.

"Do you know her?"

Fu Qian glanced at her.

Due to the angle earlier, Rachel hadn’t seen the display of firepower.

Thus, in her eyes, it was unbelievable for just a few words and the other side was helping find someone.

"Don’t know her, but I’m aware; she’s not that easy to persuade."

Rachel answered quickly, seemingly with a deep impression.

"She can be persuaded."

Nodding slightly, Fu Qian had no intention to clarify further, just stated calmly.

Hmm...

The familiar phrase seemed to remind Rachel of becoming a driver, plunging her into silence momentarily—yet not disappearing.

There were still no signs of the Inner World; this place seemed quite peacefully tranquil.

...

"Why did you come here?"

Unfortunately, the quiet atmosphere was soon broken. Accompanied by hurried footsteps, someone quickly rushed to Fu Qian sitting there and whisper-shouted, suppressing their voice.

Tia.

For Fu Qian, it was naturally easy to recognize that face.

Although the clothes on her now were quite different from the morning’s style.

She was indeed as diligent as himself, reporting to work.

Though she left home earlier, it was to avoid Huck; Fu Qian didn’t think Tina would stay there long.

And to rush to work after leaving, were the memories not frightening enough?

Or did she want to negate such memories by doing this?

Indeed, Fu Qian wasn’t entirely certain Tia would show at the hospital, just giving it a try.

After all, if present, it would be a good starting point.

"I need to talk to you."

Nodding slightly, he gestured directly to go outside to speak.

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