Chapter 950: Chapter 948: Prism (21) Chapter 950: Chapter 948: Prism (21) Who would have thought that just when things seemed to be going well, the situation would suddenly change.
Fu Qian could very well empathize with the chancellor’s feelings in Shangfang Valley at that moment.
“What are you doing?”
And his sudden violent action successfully elicited a scream from Michelle.
Speaking of which, this executive really had it tough–with her emotions jumping all over the place, it really wasn’t something she handled lightly.
Although the security here wasn’t well equipped, the quality was still not bad.
It took only a few seconds after Fu Qian had the gun to the old expert’s head for a bunch of people to rush in.
“What are you guys doing? How does he have a gun on him!”
Michelle instantly turned her fear into anger.
“That’s impossible, my men checked him, and the detector at the door didn’t react at all…”
Under the scolding, a man who looked like the team leader weakly tried to explain.
“Where is the thing?”
Fu Qian had no interest in their bewilderment and directly coldly interrogated the old expert.
“Don’t talk!”
With his face pinched purple, the old expert hadn’t even opened his mouth before Michelle directly commanded.
“The gun is a fake, grab him!”
At the same time, the security personnel’s feedback enlivened her, helping her regain control of the situation.
Bang!
Unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, a bullet shattered her skull, even causing her body to fly backward.
“Where is the thing down below?”
Nonchalantly withdrawing his hand, Fu Qian again pressed the gun against the old expert and asked once more amid the shocked room.
Err…
Despite the precious opportunity, the old expert who was previously full of arrogance now eagerly tried to speak, but sadly only managed to produce some garbled noise from his throat.
It was clear that his subjective desire to answer was strong; on one hand, the gun was real, on the other hand, Fu Qian’s clean, decisive headshot proved that this terrorist didn’t take consequences into consideration.
It was just unfortunate that the expert had become temporarily mute from fear.
Pfft!
Luckily, for such cases of extreme nervousness, Fu Qian always had his special treatment techniques.
Instead of asking again and adding to the person’s anxiety, he simply fired the gun against the old expert’s mouth.
Though gracefully done, Mercy beckoned powerfully, and after a convulsion, the old expert distinctly spat out a few pearly white teeth, mimicking Qiu Qianchi.
“Don’t mess around!”
Within a few seconds, Fu Qian’s actions clearly intimidated everyone; while numerous riot batons aimed from a distance, someone couldn’t help but shout, albeit with an undertone of lacking conviction.
For the ordinary security personnel who weren’t even equipped with guns, the scene before them was quite stimulating, with Michelle still convulsing after being shot in the head.
Sometimes, an ordinary young man turning into a god of death can be more shocking than a brutal bandit.
This included Red Dragon who was among the onlookers.
That’s right, in the chaos just now, he had squeezed in with the others.
However, seeing Fu Qian take control of the situation, he wasn’t in a hurry to turn against him.
And he should be the only one in the crowd who understood why Fu Qian had done what he did.
Of course, even so, he was still somewhat startled by Fu Qian’s methods.
“Third Zone… the bottom floor.”
As it turned out, Fu Qian’s medical technique was quite proficient.
The old expert, missing half his teeth, replied forcefully but rapidly to the question, and it was even possible to sense that he tried his best to keep every word clear.
“Very good.”
By now, the man’s trembling face was bathed in a faint blue sheen.
And after silently estimating the time, Fu Qian nodded in approval and changed his angle before pulling the trigger.
Without even a grunt, the old expert’s skull was blown off, revealing a mess of red and white inside.
Amidst the screams that filled the place, Fu Qian meticulously searched around, making sure that none of the remaining parts bore any traces of fluorescence.
“The professionals who had been in long contact with it aren’t here either.”
Muttering to himself and facing the loss of his hostage, the security personnel were obviously getting restless.
Fu Qian didn’t pay them any attention, looking up at the window instead, and the next moment, rich hues enveloped everything.
…
The weight in his hand lightened, and the old expert used as a shield had disappeared without a trace.
“Blue.”
And in the entire room, the only one remaining, Red Dragon, took a breath and stepped forward after taking in his surroundings.
“Blue.”
Fu Qian nodded his head.
Everything around him was as quiet as when he first saw Adele.
“The location hasn’t changed; we’re still inside the building.”
“The information you just got is very important. If that guy wasn’t lying, we can try to go down there now, as we had planned.”
Red Dragon seemed somewhat shaken but was still satisfied with the results of Fu Qian’s violent actions.
“The probability of him lying should be small.”
Fu Qian casually responded, his eyes fixed on the door.
Lady Star, her face alert, was quietly pushing the door open and obviously sighed in relief when she saw the two men.
“It seems like a loop, two colors and white light, what happened in there just now?”
“A minor conflict, what happened outside?”
Fu Qian didn’t elaborate further but focused on another issue.
He thought he had heard her artificially exaggerated scream just now.
“A team of special personnel rushed over.”
Star finally remembered something.
“I had an agreement with Red Dragon that he would come in while I stayed outside to cover him. I didn’t expect that right after the shots rang out here, five or six people suddenly appeared, looking much more professional than these security guys.”
“I see.”
Fu Qian pondered.
“Real security personnel?”
Red Dragon quickly reacted, asking with an inquiring tone.
“It wouldn’t be strange. With real and fake labs, naturally there would be real and fake security personnel.”
Fu Qian agreed.
“That might also be the reason why Masked Man and his crew haven’t caused a stir.”
“That makes sense, so what about now?”
Red Dragon appeared to understand the peril he’d been in before.
“As a team, of course, we need to gather our members first.”
Fu Qian spoke determinedly, issuing a rather upright line, but it seemed that hardly anyone believed him.
“You mean to say we go to the top floor? After all, they might be downstairs.”
“Exactly.”
…
“At the moment, we only know it’s a time-space of personnel evacuation; the specific timing is unclear, the elevator is still useless, and I particularly noticed… Adele’s body isn’t there either.”
Although not quite the team’s brain, Lady Star was quite efficient; as the three moved upwards, she quickly summarized their current findings.
“It seems that even in the same time-space, the effects of our actions aren’t continuous, or maybe it’s an earlier point in time than that.”
Red Dragon analyzed the findings, but then suddenly stopped, looking surprised at a figure in the distance.
“Qing?”