Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Servant’s Needle (23)_1 Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Servant’s Needle (23)_1 Theoretically speaking, this place was probably my own world of consciousness, a relatively stable existence among the indistinguishable and confusing nightmares.
Here, I summarized, deduced, and connected all the things I had encountered.
Even so, Fu Qian wasn’t sure if the events here could remain completely secret.
He glanced to the side, where there was no sound of a baby crying.
“Were you trying to wake me up just now?”
“Yes, but it looks like it didn’t have any effect.”
Dr. Kelly nodded at this.
“How long was I gone?”
Fu Qian frowned in thought.
“I’m not sure how long you spent in that state, but it’s been almost a day here.”
Almost a day, so is time synchronized between the two sides?
Fu Qian murmured to himself quietly.
In that seemingly most real world before, he had also experienced roughly a day’s time.
“So what did you find out in the end?”
At this point, the impatient Officer Brooke couldn’t help but ask.
“A lot.”
Fu Qian looked at him and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
“Firstly, I did indeed find that Monastery.”
“Secondly, inside the Monastery, there were indeed a bunch of idle social elements living there, just as you described.”
“I even joined them.”
“Then what?”
Brooke’s eyes shone with excitement.
“Then?”
Fu Qian’s smile was mysterious as he looked down at his hands tied to the chair.
“After all this effort, isn’t it unnecessary to keep me tied up anymore?”
“In your dreams!”
Brooke obviously didn’t expect Fu Qian to make such a request, responding almost reflexively.
“Don’t overstep your boundaries, you don’t have the right to negotiate terms!”
“Don’t be hasty, think again, do I really not have the right?”
Fu Qian said, beaming, without a hint of anger.
…
Brooke was momentarily stuck, realizing there was really nothing that could threaten the guy in front of him.
“His mental state has indeed stabilized a lot now.”
Dr. Kelly saw the awkward situation and timely intervened to smooth things over.
“Loosening his restraints a bit might be okay, we can keep a close eye on him; he won’t have the chance to be a threat.”
“Fine, you’re always too soft on these kinds of guys.”
Brooke didn’t say much, walked around the table and approached Fu Qian.
Then he took keys off his belt to unlock Fu Qian’s restraints from top to bottom.
However, even then, he was still cautious enough to leave the straps on Fu Qian’s legs, freeing only his upper body.
“Better than nothing, I suppose.”
With his upper body free, Fu Qian swung his arms and flexed his wrists.
Although he was still confined to the chair, at least he wasn’t in that Hannibal Lecter form any longer.
“If you value this relief, then you’d better cooperate with us—”
Brooke hadn’t finished speaking when his voice abruptly stopped.
A stack of documents from the table flew towards his face like snowflakes, completely covering his vision.
“Bastard!”
Unexpectedly, the moment he was untied, Fu Qian wasn’t willing to wait even a second.
In the midst of Dr. Kelly’s startled scream, Brooke instinctively brushed away the papers in front of him while reaching towards his waist.
However, in such a speedy reaction, he found nothing but thin air.
Click!
The next moment, as the scattered papers hit the ground, a gleaming handgun was already pointing at his head.
“You’re indeed an incurable madman!”
There was no fear in Brooke’s eyes, only anger as he looked at Fu Qian.
“Flattery will get you nowhere,” Fu Qian maintained an inscrutably profound demeanor.
“Do you think you have everything under control now?” Officer Brooke snorted.
“You’re welcome to try and see if being held at gunpoint will make me help you unlock the rest of the locks.”
“Are you telling me you’d rather die than submit?” Fu Qian looked at him with an amused expression.
“No, I simply never compromise with scum!”
“I see. And what about you, Dr. Kelly?”
Fu Qian then glanced at the female doctor beside him.
“Rest assured, I’m not saying I’ll blow your head off with this gun. I’m asking if you would help me unlock the remaining restraints because I threaten to blow Officer Brooke’s brains out,” he inquired.
“I’m a psychologist.”
Kelly’s expression visibly turned ugly, her voice hoarse.
“The most important part of my professional ethics is to respect the will of others.”
“Even if that’s your mistake?”
“Yes.”
Her eyes were resolute.
“Even if it’s my mistake, even if it will haunt me for the rest of my life.”
Hahaha!
Officer Brooke, with the gun to his head, burst into loud laughter upon hearing this.
“Isn’t this unexpected, Mr. Scum?”
Hahahaha!
Unexpectedly, the madman sitting in the chair laughed even more wildly.
“I must say, I admire both of your personalities.”
“But to answer your earlier question, yes, I do believe that the situation is indeed under my control.”
The next moment, Fu Qian suddenly switched the gun to his own mouth, aiming at his upper jaw.
“I loathe this never-ending chaos,” spoke Fu Qian, his voice slightly muffled.
“Contrary to what you might think, I’m not that interested in freedom.”
“Fu Qian, don’t do anything rash!”
Dr. Kelly, from a distance, immediately screamed out; Fu Qian was almost their only hope in getting to the truth of the matter.
“Don’t be impulsive!”
“I’m never impulsive.”
“I know exactly what I’m doing.”
Fu Qian gave a big smile and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Click!
However, the next moment, there was no blood and gore as imagined.
“No bullets?”
Realizing something, Fu Qian put down the gun, ejected the magazine, and it was indeed empty.
“Did you really think I’d walk up to a madman with a loaded gun without any precautions?” Officer Brooke’s previously tense posture had completely vanished, his voice thick with mockery.
“Clearly, you haven’t undergone much shooting training.”
“Otherwise, you would have felt immediately the difference in weight between a handgun loaded with bullets and an empty one.”
“I must admit, your move just now caught me off guard.”
“But unfortunately, not everything will unfold according to plan.”
“Now, would you be interested in continuing our earlier conversation?”
“No problem.”
No sooner had Officer Brooke finished speaking than he watched Fu Qian hand over the gun.
Fu Qian’s movements were extremely natural, and his expression was in no way hindered, showing no signs of annoyance or loss at the failed plan.
There wasn’t a trace of embarrassment, as if nothing had happened just before.
“Where were we?”
“Oh right, I joined the group of people you were suspecting.”