Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 126 Mysterious Pointer
Xu Ji had the driver take Han Su back to his apartment. He was very interested in what had happened that night and was eager to ask, but Han Su was impatient and scolded, "What are you asking? Hurry up and go back, forget all about it, and go to sleep!"

I did take money from the Xu family!
Xu Ji's face immediately filled with resentment: "You're so heartless, you just use me and then throw me away, right?"

Han Su asked in surprise: "If we've used them all up, do you expect me to treat you like a precious treasure?"

Xu Ji left heartbroken, and on the way, he transferred Han Su's assistant fee for the day, in both small and large amounts, as a form of humiliation!

Han Su carried her makeup case upstairs. Before entering, she carefully checked all the little tricks she had set up to make sure there were no signs of anyone entering. But still not at ease, she first used her right eye to carefully look around the room.

He poured himself another glass of water and placed it beside him.

The water surface quickly became calm and still, which put him at ease.

I placed the makeup case on my desk and, with a trembling heart, slowly opened it.

I already feel an eagerness to learn more about this significant mechanical fragment.

When he first heard that familiar ticking sound in the demonstration video, he knew that the mechanical fragment might be related to his kidnapping. Now, seeing Wei Lan's reaction after handling the fragment, there was no doubt about it at all.

I looked into the box with some excitement, but suddenly I was speechless.

I suddenly understood why Wei Lan's makeup case was so mysterious; it was indeed inconvenient for others to see the personal items inside.

He could only frown and carefully pick out these personal clothes one by one with two fingers, put them in a plastic bag, and send them to Wei Lan later.

Only then did they take a closer look and see that the mechanical fragment was about the size of two fists, made entirely of some kind of dark-colored unknown metal, but it was certain that it had nothing to do with copper. It was covered with intricate gears and strange runes.

The most conspicuous part is a component resembling a timing instrument at the top of the mechanical fragment.

The design is very retro, like a simple mechanical watch.

Today, the time on the watch is pointing to the "7".

After careful observation, Han Su meticulously memorized every part of the mechanical fragment. Then, he realized that this thing seemed to have the effect of devouring a person's spiritual power.

He pondered for a long time, then slowly focused his attention on his left hand, and then gently pressed it towards the mechanical fragment.

Sure enough, the moment they made contact, the mental energy in his left hand was immediately absorbed by the mechanical fragment.

Wherever it comes into contact, spiritual power seems to infiltrate uncontrollably.

While its consumption rate isn't as fast as the Fisherman's Song, it's still much faster than ordinary cipher spells.

"Ok?"

While pondering this question, Han Su suddenly narrowed his pupils and discovered that as his mental power seeped in, the pointer on the mechanical fragment actually jumped slightly, moving from the number "7" to the area between "7" and "8".

Why are the pointers changing?

'...'

After pondering silently for a while, Han Su was unable to make a valid judgment, but he remembered watching a video where researchers from the Zhongcheng Science and Technology Museum demonstrated the process of activating the mechanical fragment.

So he decided to give it a try.

Tick-tock...

The activation method was very simple: gently wiggle a part of the mechanical fragment, and immediately all the gears would begin to rotate strangely, one after another. The intricate and complex interlocking of the gears possessed a peculiar beauty.

At the same time, the familiar ticking sound rang out.

The sound was crisp and clear, carrying a sense of urgency.

Han Su's body stiffened slightly; he was really a bit overwhelmed by that kind of sound.

But as he carefully observed the operation of the mechanical fragment, he suddenly noticed that the numbers on the dashboard were decreasing rapidly as the machine started, going from "7" to "6" and then to "5".

He was also inexplicably startled, instinctively feeling a chill run down his spine. He hurriedly shut down the mechanical fragment, and the pointer finally stopped at the position between "6" and "5". Although it was no longer moving, it still gave people a thrilling feeling.

'Could it be that I'm guessing?'

Han Su pondered silently, gazing at the mechanical fragment for a long time before slowly locking the box again.

Perhaps, when I get up tomorrow morning and take another look, I'll know.

Although the full function of this mechanical fragment is still unclear, one thing is now certain:

It can remind the children you rescued of their kidnapping.

Wei Lan confirmed this, so could we let Xu Ji touch it to see if he could remember it?
This idea tempted Han Su somewhat, but soon he couldn't help but frown.

The contamination capabilities of this mechanical fragment are terrifying.

Even with Wei Lan's immense strength, he almost couldn't withstand it, while Xu Ji was just an ordinary person, so it was even more impossible for him to hold on.

Besides...

He thought of Xu Ji, who was usually unserious, and sighed softly in his heart.

This guy may be an idiot, unreliable, and have the bad habit of being rich, but he's still my brother, so I have to consider his safety...

However, after a brief review of his thoughts, Han Su was able to draw a preliminary conclusion:

It is certain that this piece of mechanical debris is related to the kidnapping case.

If you manage to get something that even the old butler in the castle has to steal personally, then getting it yourself is a victory.

However, at this moment, Han Su suddenly realized a crucial issue:

Where should I put this?
I don't have such a sinister secret room as the owner of the Lilac Mansion. This apartment isn't even mine. Am I just going to stuff it under the bed?
For me, it's better to carry it with me at all times.

But carrying such a large suitcase around is really inconvenient...

Just as he was thinking this, his phone suddenly beeped. Han Su was slightly startled, picked up his phone, and saw a message from Miss Ai:
【Dear Mr. Butcher, your custom-made investigator's briefcase and identification are ready. When would you like to pick them up?】

【…】

'The Disaster Management Bureau is quite fast.'

He recalled the differences in the briefcases carried by various staff members of the Disaster Management Bureau that Miss Ai had once described to him. A thought struck him, and he typed in the message: "For these specially customized briefcases, could you please include some hidden compartments to prevent scanning and supernatural spying?"

Miss Ai replied instantly: 【Of course.】

The briefcase is an investigator's personal safe. Often, our respectable group of investigators must navigate a vast world filled with mystery and the unknown, facing constant surveillance and probing.

Ensuring that confidential documents and valuable investigation findings are not leaked is of paramount importance.

Therefore, similar hidden compartments and functional distinctions have already been designed.

[Friendly reminder: Mr. Butcher can completely trust your briefcase. These devices are designed with various forms of spying and scanning protection in mind, including against me!]

【…】

Miss Ai's answer surprised Han Su. Instead of replying immediately, he asked, "Why?"

Miss Ai replied: "Because despite my wholehearted efforts to strengthen the defenses of the city, I am not trusted by the higher-ups in Qinggang City..."

'She used interjections again...'

Han Su's strange feeling intensified, and he slowly replied: "Then prepare the things for me, I'll come pick them up first thing tomorrow morning!"

……

That night, Han Su didn't do much and fell into a deep sleep. Although there was a battery to replace, the process of infiltrating and channeling his mental energy into the mechanical fragments had indeed left him feeling quite exhausted.

Just as Zhang Chiguo said, when mental energy is greatly depleted, a good night's sleep is very important.

The next day, he took the box out from under the bed and examined it carefully. To his surprise, the pointer had moved back half a notch overnight.

He remembered clearly that last night, the pointer was between "6" and "5", but now it was pointing precisely to "5".

This discovery gave him a slight jolt, and he thought to himself, 'No way?'

He pulled out his notebook, did some silent calculations, and the strong guess in his mind was about to emerge.

It has been five days since I escaped from the castle last time. Judging from the fact that the intervals are shortening, I was only going to stay in the "present" for about ten days. So the next time I teleport will be five days.
Upon realizing this, he couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in his heart.

'Does this thing show the time when the flashing will begin?'

'...'

He had suspected it last night, but the confirmation this morning still made him somewhat unable to control himself.

Then, another exciting conjecture came to mind:

'If mental power can influence this mechanical fragment, then could the arrival of the flash be delayed?'

'...'

Nothing was more important than this. Han Su immediately adjusted his state of mind, carefully inspected the apartment again, and after confirming that there were no problems, he immediately sat down next to the mechanical fragment.

He made a concerted effort to adjust his mental state, then slowly placed his palm over the mechanical fragment. As his mental energy seeped in, the pointer began to tick.

It seems to be moving from "five" to a higher number.

But it was too faint...

The current quantity is still far from sufficient for the pointer, giving the impression of a child trying to wield a sledgehammer, lacking the necessary strength.

So Han Su narrowed his eyes, and suddenly recited a fisherman's song in his mind:
[A divine decree has been issued!]

[Mental activation!]

(End of this chapter)