A Scientific Urban Detective.

Chapter 778 Kihara's Brainstem
Lin Wuming is now traveling alone, fully enjoying his freedom. He has not encountered anyone who can see through his disguise, and he is eating and strolling along the way, feeling very relaxed and at ease.

But in the end, he was recognized by the drama club because of the clothes he was wearing.

The girls in the drama club didn't expose him; they just asked Lin Wuming to take a few photos with them before letting him leave.

Lin Wuming breathed a sigh of relief and decided not to continue shopping for the time being—who knew what else might cause him to be recognized by others.

Looking at the time, it wasn't time for the performance to start yet. So Lin Wuming quietly left the dormitory building and went to the outdoor garden for some peace and quiet.

The garden was deserted, which pleased Lin Wuming. He breathed a sigh of relief and strolled leisurely through it.

But after taking only a few steps, Lin Wuming realized he was wrong.

He wasn't the only one who came here to find peace and quiet.

A golden retriever was sitting leisurely on a bench by the flower bed, puffing on a cigarette.

The golden retriever was equipped with some mechanical devices, and at this moment a mechanical arm extended from its back, holding a lit cigar.

The golden retriever took a puff of its cigar, exhaling smoke as it looked at Lin Wuming.

A rational light shone in those dark eyes.

“Because smoking is prohibited indoors,” the golden retriever suddenly said.

It is undoubtedly human language, and the voice is also transmitted through the machine devices on its body.

“Of course, smoking is also prohibited here outdoors. But I brought a smoke collector, so just pretend you didn’t see it, Lin Wuming.” As the Golden Hound spoke, a second mechanical arm appeared behind him, its end resembling a mini range hood, absorbing all the surrounding smoke.

"..." Lin Wuming clicked his tongue helplessly, "Now that things have come to this, I'm really not surprised at all. So how did you recognize me?"

Lin Wuming felt that his disguise today had failed miserably; it seemed that anyone could see through it.

"Hmm..." The golden retriever exhaled a plume of smoke and said quietly, "I'm a dog, Lin Wuming. Visual camouflage is meaningless to me."

"This..." Lin Wuming was stunned. "It really makes sense."

The golden retriever chuckled, seemingly enjoying the pleasure of the cigar. It then retrieved a cigar box from its mechanical device, opened it, and found two uncut cigars inside.

"Would you like one?" The golden retriever handed over the cigar box.

"No, thank you, but it's not necessary." Lin Wuming shook his head.

“It’s right not to smoke.” The Golden Retriever nodded, putting away his collection. “And forget about what just happened. I shouldn’t have encouraged my students to have bad habits. Don’t tell anyone.”

“Even if I wanted to tell someone,” Lin Wuming shrugged, “no one would believe me—that the Golden Retriever offered me a cigar.”

“Hehe,” the golden retriever chuckled, “Alright, enough of this small talk, Lin Wuming. It seems I don’t need to introduce myself anymore—you know who I am.”

"I've heard about it," Lin Wuming nodded.

Under normal circumstances, even in this academy city, encountering a large dog capable of human speech would not elicit such composure from someone like Lin Wuming. Lin Wuming's reaction suggests only one possibility: he already knew of the existence of "Kihara's brainstem."

Although it was essentially a golden retriever, after undergoing advanced brain development, it gained intelligence far exceeding that of ordinary people and even acquired the name "Kihara".

Faced with such an existence, Lin Wuming had absolutely no intention of playing tricks on it.

You don't have to tell the whole truth, but you absolutely cannot lie.

“I am Kihara Brainstem,” the Golden Retriever introduced himself. “Don’t be so nervous. I’m just a dog, so you can relax.”

“You are Kihara,” Lin Wuming said. “I know very well what this name means.”

“Yes,” Kihara’s brainstem nodded, “In fact, that’s exactly why I came here—about the conflict between you and Kihara Gensei.”

"A lobbyist? Whom do you represent?" Lin Wuming asked.

“Chairman Aleister, of course, it can also be seen as the collective will of the council,” Kihara said.

"I have no idea when the council reached a collective will," Lin Wuming shrugged.

“Because you are one of the parties involved, you will be avoided when making relevant decisions,” Kihara said. “But in the end, it is still the will of Chairman Aleister.”

“Alright,” Lin Wuming said, “So what does the chairman mean? Which side will he help… no, he shouldn’t help either side.”

“That’s right.” Kihara nodded. “The chairman will not interfere in your dispute. Similarly, the Academy City government will not support either of you.”

After a brief pause, exhaling another column of smoke, Kihara continued, "That's also what most of us mean. We won't help each other just because we share the same surname."

“I understand.” Lin Wuming nodded. During the intelligence gathering process, they had already learned that the “Kihara Clan” was not a unified entity.

“Furthermore,” Kihara Brainstem added, “I hope that when you have a conflict with Kihara Gensei, you can exercise some restraint and try your best not to involve unrelated citizens or public facilities in the city.”

This is what Kihara's brainstem really wanted to say.

Level 5 is already incredibly destructive, and with the addition of a reckless "Kihara," in the worst-case scenario, it could even raze the entire city to the ground!

Upon hearing this, Lin Wuming sneered and said, "What's the point of telling me this? I've never thought about destroying Academy City. On the contrary, I've always been protecting this city."

“Someone will also put in a good word with Kihara Gensei,” Kihara Brainstem said. “But ultimately, this kind of verbal warning has no real effect, so you can completely ignore it.”

"So what's the point of doing something so unnecessary?" Lin Wuming complained.

“You have to understand, Lin Wuming, even if it’s just superficial work, doing it is better than doing nothing,” Kihara Brainstem said. “It’s especially effective for someone like you who has principles and a sense of justice.”

"Okay, I get it." Lin Wuming rolled his eyes. "Good people should be held at gunpoint... Do you expect me to remember to protect this city while I'm having a conflict with Kihara Gensei?"

“That’s it,” Kihara chuckled. “This is the price we have to pay for choosing justice.”

(End of this chapter)