Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 316 Mechanical Fragment No. 3

"Heartbroken? What the heck?"

Han Su couldn't hold back his tears when he saw Xu Ji's pitiful eyes.

This guy came running over so eagerly, I almost strangled him, just to say he'd broken up with his girlfriend?
"You're my brother..."

Xu Ji noticed Han Su's dissatisfaction, and his grievances amplified tenfold as he said, "If I don't come to you after my breakup, who else can I come to?"

Their eyes met, and there was a moment of silence.

Han Su suddenly realized what was happening, slowly waved his hand, sat down, and said, "Alright, it's my fault!"

I've been through a lot lately, and my perception has become somewhat unbalanced. I think this is a small matter, but for Xu Ji, heartbreak is a big deal, isn't it?

If I encounter something big, I'll go to him. So it's reasonable for him to come to me when he encounters something big. I was actually feeling irritable just now, and I need to reflect on that. Xu Ji's self-righteousness is actually the only truly reasonable emotion.

He softened his tone and said, "Then, how should I comfort you?"

As she spoke, she reached out and touched Xu Ji's head: "Good boy, let me pat your head?"

"Alas……"

Xu Ji immediately dodged two meters away in disgust: "How disgusting!"

Han Su helplessly spread his hands: "Well, you've already come all this way, what else can I do?"

"Use your initiative!"

Xu Ji patiently persuaded him, saying, "As a brother, you normally have two choices right now, right?"

"Either give me advice on how to win her back, or come with me to get drunk, accept my stupidity, and keep it a secret!"

"..."

"...You really understand life!"

Han Su looked at Xu Ji seriously, showing him great respect, and then said, "I choose the second option."

Xu Ji became restless again, hesitating to speak, but mustered his courage and said, "Is there any possibility that you can both accompany me to get drunk and come up with a way to help me win her back?"

"I have to admit, I'm already very touched that you can accept my stupidity, but if my wish can be fulfilled, then I can actually continue to be a happy idiot..."

"I?"

Han Su was once again stunned by his profound words, pointing to his own nose: "You've never even talked to me, and you expect me to help you?"

Xu Ji said, "There are many methods that haven't been discussed yet!"

"Besides..."

He lowered his voice: "I know you're really capable now, there's nothing you can't do..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the gate over there; the hole in it was quite conspicuous.

"what are you thinking about?"

Han Su immediately understood Xu Ji's intention, and his brows narrowed: "I don't need to hide it from you. I do understand some other things now, but twisting other people's will is something that deserves to be locked up in a laboratory!"

In fact, according to common sense, even just telling outsiders about the mystical side is illegal.

However, Han Su is no longer the same as before, so who cares about him?

"I didn't mean for you to twist her will or anything..."

Xu Ji muttered, "If there's a way to twist the will of those who are pursuing her, that would be good too..."

Han Su found it strange: "You have many competitors?"

"There are so many!"

Xu Ji said, "All the young talents in the city went there, and even old men who had been single for sixty years went to give her flowers while leaning on their canes."

Is it really that attractive?

Han Su frowned upon hearing this: "You're not talking about Wei Lan, are you?"

In the entire Qinggang area right now, if we're talking about who has the greatest charm, who else could it be besides Wei Lan?
"Wasn't Wei Lan's relationship with you ambiguous?"

Xu Ji immediately became proud, puffed out his chest, and said, "Ever since I discovered that the relationship between the two of you was extraordinary, Wei Lan has lost all the charm that a woman should have in my eyes. Now I look at her almost like I look at my father..."

"Besides, what's with all this talk about Qinggang Queens and so on? They may be beautiful, but they're too far removed from us. And this person..."

"She's different!"

Han Su narrowed his eyes, suddenly looked at Xu Ji, and said, "Don't move!"

As he spoke, he gently raised his hand, put two fingers together, and measured Xu Ji's forehead. Then he took out his dominant hand and gently traced it across Xu Ji's palm. Finally, he frowned.

There is no pollution!
Seeing Xu Ji's infatuated look, his first thought was whether the guy had fallen for it.

If it is contaminated by others, then there will be signs of passive infiltration of spiritual power.

But in fact, there was no such thing. Xu Ji showed no signs of any abnormal spiritual power; he was just an ordinary person.

The spiritual power of ordinary people cannot penetrate reality, so they will not feel anything.

With the confirmation that Xu Ji was not contaminated, another guess was also dispelled. Previously, An Wei mentioned that there was a rich young master in Qinggang who was also in the Emperor rank, and Han Su couldn't help but guess that it was Xu Ji. But now it seems that it is not him.

"what happened?"

"nothing!"

After ruling out the possibility that Xu Ji was contaminated, Han Su could only conclude that the guy was probably just reaching a certain age and starting to go into heat.

It's just a mystery who this young master was who could win his heart, yet then reject him.

All I could do was sigh, "As a friend, I should indeed go out of my way to get drunk with you, but this is the best I can do."

"I hope you understand that your identity is different from others."

"As an ordinary person, if you can't win a girl's heart, it might be because you're not rich enough or your future is uncertain. But if you're willing to work hard, then perhaps one day you'll grow into someone she can look up to..."

"..."

Xu Ji was taken aback upon hearing this: "What about me?"

Han Su said, "Your family background and all other conditions are already at the maximum level."

"So if someone doesn't like you, then they really just don't like you, and there's no chance for them in this lifetime."

"..."

Xu Ji stared in disbelief, his mind racing for a long time before he finally understood: "Why do I seem so miserable?"

Han Su gave him a deep look, but declined to comment.

He simply got up, changed his clothes, and picked up his suitcase. Just before leaving, he suddenly thought that perhaps in this situation, as a brother, he should pay the bill? So he took his card with him.

And then I glanced at my account on my computer. Great, the stocks had gone up again. From the initial ten yuan per share, they had now risen to over three hundred...

So how much money do I have right now?
Forget it, let's wait until it goes up a bit more, to five or six hundred, or even a thousand, and then we'll calculate it all together!
As they went downstairs together, the first thing Han Su saw was Xu Ji's sports car with the image of a beautiful young woman, which immediately struck him as somewhat jarring.

There's no way you can pick up a girl driving a car like that!

Although he hadn't slept for two days, counting the previous life trajectory, it should actually be considered more than three days.

But this doesn't seem to be a problem for superhumans, whose mental activity allows them to have long-lasting energy and extremely resilient spirits.

An average person becomes tired after 18 hours of mental activity and needs to recover through sleep. However, those with high mental activity levels can experience this three to ten times more intensely than the average person.

Some old monsters in mysterious circles have reached a level where they no longer need to sleep.

Of course, for Han Su, taking a nap in the car was fine; drinking with his heartbroken brother was definitely more important.

Xu Ji drove, expertly taking Han Su along the road at breakneck speed. Amidst a chorus of curses from a group of "idiots," they arrived at a bar. Han Su had just dozed off when he opened his eyes and saw that the bar was still quite new. The most eye-catching feature, however, was the neon lights in front of the bar, arranged in the shape of a green hat. This immediately reminded him of someone.

Then Xu Ji pulled Han Su into the bar, where they found it surprisingly lively.

It was only three or four o'clock in the afternoon, but the place was already full of people. All the windows were tightly sealed, giving the narrow space a nighttime-like ambiguity even during the day.

On the stage today, a female singer is sitting on a high stool and singing. She is not very old, probably not even seventy. She wears light makeup and has an elegant figure, like she stepped out of an old movie from decades ago.

He sang an old song, with a languid attitude, a melodious voice, and a touch of smoky and alcoholic charm, exuding extreme composure and self-satisfaction.

In stark contrast to her stage presence, the area near the stage was packed with people. Judging from their attire and demeanor, it was clear that these were all wealthy and influential young people, many of whom Han Su had met before when she followed Xu Ji.

They were all drooling, not only sitting in the seats closest to the stage, but also craning their necks forward, their expressions even appearing somewhat fanatical.

However, as if afraid of disturbing the women's performance on stage, they all held their breath.

"Gudong..."

As soon as Xu Ji entered, he saw the woman on the stage and immediately stopped in his tracks.

His eyes were fixed, staring intently, sometimes revealing a thoughtful smile, sometimes looking somewhat anxious and uncertain.

"Sit down first..."

Han Su pulled Xu Ji towards a corner of the bar, initially not thinking much of it. However, Xu Ji's expression suddenly made him pause, then instantly shocked, staring at Xu Ji in disbelief: "The girl you mentioned, could she be...?"

A fanatical infatuation gradually appeared in Xu Ji's eyes, and he nodded vigorously: "It's her, Miss Deng Qingge... She's a very charming person, isn't she?"

Han Su nodded: "They are indeed quite mature."

Looking at Xu Ji again, the look of infatuation in his eyes was genuine, but his mental state also seemed perfectly normal.

Feeling increasingly bewildered, I looked at the other people in the bar, and they all felt the same way.

In fact, if so many people have truly been contaminated, this bar should have become a field, like Baila Mountain, capable of directly distorting the will of ordinary people, and Qinggang's defenses would surely have received an alarm.

But that wasn't the case. In my perception, the singer was just an ordinary singer, the audience was just ordinary people, and this place was just an ordinary bar.

Apart from their fanatical and infatuated gazes toward a woman in her sixties, everything else seemed perfectly normal.

"So, what exactly happened?"

Han Su first pulled Xu Ji to a booth on the edge of the bar and sat down. He observed silently and, after confirming that there was a problem, he couldn't help but want to go up and test it. But just as his thoughts were about to move, he suddenly looked down and saw the wine glass in front of him.

Inside the glass, the wine seemed to be affected by an external force, rippling in circles.

"Is someone spying on us?"

Han Su immediately abandoned the idea of ​​going forward to test the waters, closed his eyes slightly, sensed his surroundings, and then looked surprised.

Everything was normal; I didn't feel like anyone was watching me.

But this liquid allows him to tell that he is being spied on.

Was this the same situation in the apartment before?
What was originally a very simple question suddenly made Han Su unsure: who was spying on him?

Are they escaped members of the Qinggang leadership, or some external enemy?
Most importantly, with my current abilities, how could I not find the source of the spying on me, even though I knew someone was watching me? I didn't even have any mental awareness of it.
As he frowned and pondered this question, he suddenly heard a series of faint cracking sounds, like crystal shattering. The next moment, Wei Lan's indistinct voice rang out in his mental world: "Mr. Han Su...where are you? Is it convenient for us to communicate?"

"quick……"

"..."

Han Su immediately looked up, just as the woman on stage finished her song, put down the microphone, and walked backstage. The countless enthusiastic audience members in front of her immediately rushed forward, and even Xu Ji next to her jumped up with a shout.

But he didn't push forward. He just glanced at it from afar, then sat down dejectedly, shaking his head with a look of disappointment.

Han Su became even more curious about his condition: "Why aren't you going?"

Xu Ji shook his head and said, "I've already confessed once, and I was rejected. My upbringing taught me not to confess a second time, because that would be considered harassment."

"Fine!"

Han Su then picked up the wine in his glass, pulled Xu Ji out, and got into his sports car.

At this moment, Xu Ji was feeling dejected and didn't ask Han Su why he had brought him out. Han Su, on the other hand, stared at the wine in his glass, and only after the ripples disappeared did he call out to Wei Lan again in his spiritual world.

"I've returned to Qinggang. Was I in some enclosed space when I couldn't call you before?"

"Yes, I just came out. Mr. Lu Neng is still inside!"

Wei Lan's voice immediately rang out, sounding somewhat anxious: "I am currently in Tongshi City, working with Mr. Lu Neng. We have confirmed the exact location of the mechanical fragment you mentioned earlier; it is located beneath the base of the statue in the center of the small chapel in the city."

Her voice was tinged with seriousness: "Our original plan was to find out the exact location of this mechanical fragment and then wait for you to come over."

“But the situation has changed now, and I think the two of us should take this thing away ahead of time.”

"in advance?"

Upon hearing this, Han Su couldn't help but feel worried and whispered, "Isn't there time to wait for me to get there?"

"Can't wait any longer."

Even though Wei Lan was communicating with Han Su through mental means, she could still sense the pressure: "I don't know if it's because of the activation of this mechanical fragment that attracted the attention of some people, including some who may be wandering knights."

"We were lucky, though. I was in the airspace above the city when the mechanical fragment was activated, so I was able to locate the church immediately."

"And Mr. Lu Neng was very professional. He only went in once and found the exact location where the item was hidden."

"However, those people also arrived very quickly. It's possible that they had other ways to locate the item and quickly took it away."

"We can't gamble; we have to strike first!"

"However, the two of us still have far too little relevant information..."

"..."

"I have it here."

Han Su didn't mince words and immediately said, "Professor Philar of the Bronze Church is the key figure in activating the mechanical fragments this time. I have his information clusters, but we are too far apart to transmit such a large information cluster directly."

"Go find Rong Qiyue; he should have the necessary equipment."

Wei Lan immediately said, "Not only do you need this information, but Lu Neng also needs his glasses and pocket watch."

"Once we get these things, we'll act as quickly as possible. But after we get them, we might need your help and other assistance during the retreat. I'll communicate with you then..."

"..."

As she spoke, Han Su still felt somewhat worried: "Just the two of you..."

“Mr. Han Su, this isn’t just a war you're fighting alone…”

Upon hearing this, Wei Lan couldn't help but smile and said, "When it's time to take a risk, no one can hide!"

"As soon as possible!"

"The sooner we receive the goods, the greater our chances of success will be."

"..."

Han Su didn't dare to delay, so he patted Xu Ji on the head, who was in a daze. Xu Ji immediately started the car and drove forward.

Meanwhile, in the bar's lounge, the veteran singer Deng Qingge, who was resting, was also lazily sitting on the sofa, lighting a cigarette.

Just a door away were her fervent suitors, crowding outside waiting, but none of them dared to knock and disturb her rest. She simply sat there indifferently until the phone in the lounge suddenly rang.

She smiled and picked up the phone: "I've spotted the target, Doctor."

"He has grown into a fine young man."

"You really should come and see for yourself..."

(End of this chapter)