Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 118 Contamination by Mechanical Fragments (Thanks to Yan Zong and Bai Yin Meng for the extra chapter)

Hearing the mechanical ticking sound, Han Su felt a chill run down his spine, thinking that "flickering" had already arrived unexpectedly.

Subconsciously turning his head, he found that there was no sign of "flickering" in the surrounding space, but a cold aura seeped into his body.

He felt that fragments of memories, which he could not control, were surging in his mind. The memories of being kidnapped and taken back to the castle time and time again, and of escaping from the castle time and time again, were incredibly clear at this moment, as if they were surfacing uncontrollably.

Opposite him, Wei Lan suddenly shuddered, his face turning noticeably pale.

Han Su saw the eyes beneath her cat mask, and a look of fear quickly surfaced in them.

……

……

"Bah!"

At the same moment, a gunshot rang out in the same secret room. Meanwhile, in a luxurious yet dark room of the Lilac Mansion, a man with a sharp nose who was chugging whiskey from a bottle suddenly raised his head, his gaze unusually sharp.

Also in this room is the owner of the Lilac Mansion, the chairman of the Magic Box Group.

They sat down here, intending to begin a conversation with the chairman of the Magic Box Group. He had high hopes for the conversation, but a few words he exchanged with Han Su at the banquet made him feel uneasy.

At this point, they became wary of the conversation.

The gunshot interrupted their thoughts, making them slightly alert.

The man with the bulbous nose swept his gaze over everyone present and suddenly chuckled, "Old sir, the security measures at your Lilac Mansion are rather basic!"

The old man in the wheelchair, leaning on a cane, didn't even lift his eyelids, and spoke indifferently:
"We're used to it; every year a group of people like this sneaks in."

"Ok?"

The man with the bulbous nose frowned and said, "Do you know who infiltrated this place?"

"It should be the Crystal Skull organization."

The old man said slowly, "They have been searching for a long time. There should be six people who went to the underground secret room at this time. One of them is a professor from Qinggang University. There are also four hidden at the banquet. As soon as you go out, they will immediately take all my guests hostage."

"As you know, the people of the Crystal Skull are not afraid of death."

"..."

"Four people?"

The man with the chapped nose put down the wine bottle, stretched his limbs slightly, and seemed to have transformed into a different person. He said, "I should be able to handle this without disturbing the other guests, but does the old gentleman know who they came in for?"

The old man smiled and said, "It must be because of a mechanical fragment in my secret room that has never been registered."

"If the Disaster Management Bureau finds out, they'll probably come and search our house immediately!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the others' expressions changed drastically: Is this something that can be said?

Some people immediately became wary: 'Why would he casually mention something like this? Does the old man intend to kill them at the slightest provocation?'

"It is precisely because of this time that I can tell you this."

The old man laughed and said, "Anyway, you'll forget about it. You'll only remember it at crucial moments. That's a characteristic of that mechanical fragment. In fact, even these rats that occasionally crawl in and then die are due to its characteristics."

"It is precisely because people talk about it from time to time, and even take action and lose their lives because of it, that it can remain safely in reality."

“It’s okay if I talk to you about it. You’ll forget about it. Even if you take notes now, you won’t remember it later until a certain frequency appears and you suddenly remember it.”

"But after a while, you'll forget about it."

"Of course, theoretically I'm not its owner either. It's just staying with me, waiting for its owner to appear..."

"..."

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of everyone present became indescribably strange.

The man with the rosacea suddenly realized that the old man at the Lilac Mansion was probably hiding something extraordinary.

The chairman of the Magic Box Group, who was entering this circle for the first time, was experiencing a strong shock:
Are they joking?

Why do you look so serious when you talk about such bizarre things?

While everyone looked solemn, the old man suddenly smiled and said, "We can continue our conversation. Don't worry about him. Just check if your respective people are still there. Otherwise, there's no guarantee you'll ever see them again."

As he spoke, his aged yet imposing eyes slowly swept over the crowd, and he gripped his cane tightly with both hands.

Raise it slightly, then gently slam it to the ground.

The end of the cane has a ring of copper patterns engraved with intricate and mysterious cryptic text, which vibrates gently when it touches the ground.

"Buzz!"

The tremor seemed to be something alive, seeping down layer by layer through the floor and the building.

It was passed on, enduring for a long time, but its final destination remains unknown.

He paused briefly, then struck again, several times in succession, some light, some soft, with a mysterious frequency.

He slowly said, "Of all the people who came, you're the ones making the biggest commotion and disturbing my guests!"

The people in the room looked at each other, then suddenly realized that these words were not meant for them.

……

"...Grab them both!"

In the originally tense and anxious secret room, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

The Crystal Skull organization members behind them were hurriedly chasing after Han Su and Wei Lan, and the illusory sound of shattering glass could be heard from time to time.

That was the mysterious power that Wei Lan had deployed, which was being forcibly shattered by the Crystal Skull people. But at this moment, Wei Lan seemed to have forgotten everything around him, and just stood there blankly, clutching a corner of the mechanical fragment.

He seemed to have lost his soul.

"Was she affected by the mechanical debris?"

Han Su was affected for only a moment before he realized what was wrong. He could tell something was wrong as soon as he saw Wei Lan's expression.

The impact of the mechanical fragments was indeed severe, continuously penetrating his left hand and glove, affecting him. However, the contamination effect was not very strong, and he only had a moment to lose consciousness before he regained consciousness, and the ticking in his ears had already disappeared.

Wei Lan is far superior to me in terms of level, so why does it seem like I've been suddenly drained of energy?
"Let go!"

Not wanting Wei Lan to get hurt, he immediately gave a low shout and forcefully snatched the mechanical fragments backward.

Wei Lan seemed to wake from a dream and released the mechanical fragments.

She seemed to have used all her strength to look up at Han Su, her expression filled with shock.

"It's you...it's you..."

"..."

Before they could say anything, members of the Crystal Skull organization had already rushed in front of them.

At this moment, in order to shatter the barrier set up by Wei Lan, they all held nothing back. They used too much power from the crystal, and even the flesh on their faces showed signs of decay. Coupled with their skeletal arm bones, they looked like demons.

Most importantly, they seemed to have gotten angry at this moment, and several of them had already drawn their guns.

Han Su was even more anxious. He snatched the mechanical fragments and was about to recite a fisherman's chant to escape.

But to his surprise, after Wei Lan released the mechanical fragment, he swayed and lost his balance. The cold aura of the mechanical fragment that had invaded him just now had also severely depleted his mental strength.

In his haste, he could only grab Wei Lan and pull her over. He then slipped behind a thick pillar inside the secret room to avoid being shot.

Suddenly, Wei Lan, who had been so arrogant just moments before, fell into his arms. She became as soft as a noodle, leaning against him and struggling to lift her head to look at Han Su's face, her eyes red.

"What do you mean, you..."

Han Su put his arm around her and urged, "Weren't you pretty impressive just now? Stand up straight..."

Several ideas flashed through my mind in an instant, but I was really on the verge of despair.

Wei Lan was too affected and couldn't be relied on. He had taken the mechanical fragments and couldn't even recite the incantation.

But he was unwilling to abandon the mechanical fragments and escape with Wei Lan. He gritted his teeth and thought of fighting them.

But at that moment, a metallic clang rang out from above.

"Boom!"

The sound was like metal striking the ground, but it carried a strange, living quality. It seemed to be from a great distance, yet it remained crystal clear within the secret room, making one momentarily believe that the striking was happening right above their head.

He hurriedly looked up, but saw nothing.

Before they could react, a second knock was heard, followed by a continuous series of sounds that seeped into the secret room.

Everyone's eardrums were ringing, and it was an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

The knocking continued, echoing into the secret room, sounding like a set of regular codes.

Just as the banging was about to end, a cold voice rang out: "Of all the people who came, you're the ones making the most noise and disturbing my guests!"

"In that case, stay!"

"..."

"Crack..."

Immediately following was an unusual metallic clanging sound.

Before the crystal skull figure could react, Han Su suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

Looking from behind the pillar, I saw the bronze statue with a snake's head placed in the corner.

Before anyone knew it, the bronze statue had raised its head.

This time, Han Su was certain that he wasn't hallucinating; the copper-armored creature's head, resembling a cobra, was slowly raising itself slightly.

It slowly stretched out its body, the metal parts above and below seemingly rusted, gradually adapting.

The sound of metal twisting was unusually clear, so clear that it drowned out all other sounds in the sealed room.

The Crystal Skull group, who were frantically searching for the source of the voice, froze in place.

Then, one by one, disbelief began to appear on their faces, as if an invisible chill had enveloped their scalps.

"professor……"

One of the Crystal Skull members suddenly staggered back two steps, stammering, "This...this isn't a fake, is it?"

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