I write obituaries for the gods

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Chapter 82 Bai Duozhi

After chatting with Lin Chen about the hypotheses for a while, Professor Jürgen left the ward thoughtfully.

Before leaving, he received a report from the logistics department, bringing Lin Chen good news:

"Captain England's shield is made of superalloy, which is very strong and quite valuable. We can think about what to do with it, whether we sell it or turn it into a weapon."

It seems that the harvest this time was quite good.

After Professor Jürgen left, Lin Chen lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

As is customary, he should now enter the "Mirage City" to examine Captain England's memories.

Before that, Lin Chen sent Hao Ge a text message with only three words:

Are you alright?

A few minutes later, Brother Hao replied:

"Very good!"

It seems everything is fine... Lin Chen put down his phone.

During this period, he must try to avoid contacting Brother Hao as much as possible, otherwise the foundation could easily find out.

He's fine, but if Brother Hao gets involved, he won't be able to forgive himself.

"..."

In the white city center, Lin Chen opened his eyes.

He looked down at his feet and saw a new tombstone next to Qingtian's tombstone, which read "Ding Qilang, Captain of England".

"May you never find peace," Lin Chen said softly.

He resonated with the echoes emanating from the tombstone, feeling the silver lines spreading across the city's skyline.

Euclid's intervention to save Captain England means he has very important information in his mind.

Fortunately, Euclid did not appear this time. Lin Chen carried the 23mm whale-sound round with him, ready to use it as soon as Euclid appeared.

That saved money.

Lin Chen flew through a blurry white expanse, and soon, the scene appeared before his eyes.

In the darkness, he saw Captain England and Left Shrimp standing in a dark room, the only light source being a table lamp on the table.

“...I need a chance to leave the Foundation,” Zuo Xia said wearily. “To be honest, it’s because I’m suggesting you run away sooner rather than later. They’ve gone mad. Their ambitions have crossed the borders of Rain City, and they will soon do just that.”

"You're telling me you're not afraid I'll tell on you?" Captain England stared at Zuo Xia.

“Don’t pretend you’re not afraid,” Zuo Xia said softly. “You and I both understand that once the ‘whale’ lands, the world’s格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall structure or pattern of the world) will be completely changed.”

"By then, even demigods will become victims of the times, and you will no longer be important. Instead, you will become destabilizing factors that hinder the rule."

"Is that WHALE thing really that amazing?" Captain England squinted. "As a product of it, 'The Ideal State' didn't impress me much..."

"You simply can't understand!" Zuo Xia said viciously. "Damn it, I shouldn't have talked to you so much. Since you're willing to be a lackey, let's end our cooperation after this bunker shoot."

"Ugh! You're calling me a dog?" the English captain cursed. "Believe it or not..."

Seeing the English captain swearing in broken English again, Lin Chen knew there wouldn't be any more important information to follow.

They mentioned... "whale"... "WHALE"...

what is that?

"WHALE is the Foundation's next-generation superweapon."

In the interrogation room, Zuo Xia looked at Jiang Zhengge across from him and wearily confessed:

“Originally, someone at my level shouldn’t have known about its existence, but the foundation wanted to create hype for this whale and prepare to bring out this super weapon in ‘Turning the Tide 2’.”

“The foundation’s writers wrote several scripts for me. The content was slightly different, but they all basically mentioned this superweapon.”

"What is the purpose of this weapon?" Jiang Zhengge tapped the table lightly with his index finger.

“I don’t know,” Zuo Xia shook his head. “There are several versions in the script. Some are space-based weapons, some are weather weapons, and some are antimatter weapons... They all seem to be a mix of truth and fiction, and it seems they don’t intend to let me figure it out.”

"Is it possible that it's just fiction?" Lucy asked from the side.

“Absolutely not. The foundation’s publicity system is monolithic. Materials will only be distributed if there is a specific publicity need from above.”

Zuo Xia glanced at the handcuffs on his wrists and shifted his body uncomfortably.

"WHALE exists, that's for sure. Although I don't know its specific function, I do know about its early products."

"What product?" Jiang Zhengge raised his eyebrows.

"Wasteland of the subspace, 'Utopia'."

In the white city, Lin Chen watched as the British captain walked into a hall, his expression proud.

"This is 'The Ideal State,' but you don't actually think of yourself as a king, do you?" Captain England looked at the figure on the throne, arms outstretched. "Bai Duozhi?"

“I am not the king, we are all just pawns,” the shadowy figure on the throne spoke. “I know what you’re here for. You want more information about WHALE because you think that the more secrets you know, the more carefully the Foundation will have to protect you, right?”

“I’m the main pick this season, and I think that’s good for my actions,” the English captain replied. “Tell me.”

"In fact, just because you revealed the existence of 'The Ideal State,' the higher-ups have already ordered the destruction of the evidence."

Hyakutochi sighed softly:

"So hurry up and get out of here. I won't tell you anything... I heard Ms. J wants you to cooperate with the media operations in Waldaff? Good luck, if you do well you might not have to sell courses anymore..."

"You big-headed doll..." Captain England cursed, "Then I need another piece of information!"

"What intelligence?"

"Who's the sniper from Rapid Response Section 1? I'm getting my revenge!"

“Li Zhanyi, a young girl, is a prophet. The information is guaranteed to be true. My informant told me,” Bai Duozhi laughed. “She’s quite a pretty girl. If it’s convenient, you can bring me her body after you kill her. I’ll make it into a leather case.”

"Why?"

"Maybe I'll give you some useful information later?"

"Hmm... Let me see..."

Captain England rubbed his nose, seemingly somewhat convinced.

"Why don't you just crawl into her head?" he couldn't help but ask. "I see you doing this kind of thing all the time."

“It’s really hard to get close to psychics,” Baidu Zhi shook his head. “If only she were just an ordinary person… Alright, get back to work. Hopefully, I won’t have to clean up your mess tonight…”

"Tonight, 'Baiduozhi' won't let me go!" Zuo Xia pleaded from behind the interrogation room glass, "Please, you must protect me..."

"Bai Duozhi?" Jiang Zhengge looked at Zuo Xia behind the interrogation window. "A demigod, huh? Don't worry, the Foundation won't let a demigod in so easily..."

Jiang Zhengge stood up, waved his hand, and two agents entered the interrogation room and lifted Zuo Xia up.

“That’s enough for today. You’re not in a good enough state to give us any useful information,” Jiang Zhengge sighed. “Come on, let’s take you to your cell to get some sleep. We’ll continue our conversation tomorrow.”

Jiang Zhengge led two agents to escort Zuo Xia to the underground prison.

He was wary of everyone around him, including the agents who passed by.

Hyakudochi... this name doesn't seem to have appeared much...

The shrimp was terrified and couldn't utter any useful information; otherwise, at least it could have been defended...

Just then, the group passed by the corner of the underground staircase and brushed past a cleaner.

Jiang Zhengge heard something amiss and immediately drew his gun and turned around—

The cleaner had somehow pulled out a pistol and was aiming it at the shrimp!

"Oh!"

Before Jiang Zhengge could fire his gun, a flowerpot flew over and hit the cleaner on the head.

The cleaner collapsed to the ground, unconscious, and the pistol slipped from his hand.

"Don't shoot! He's been subdued!"

Jiang Zhengge turned his head and saw Lin Chen, dressed in a hospital gown, standing at the corner, breathing softly.

“Bai Duozhi’s ability is mind intrusion,” he said softly.

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Chapter 83 Belief

"I...I really don't know. When I went to get the mop, I suddenly lost all my memory. When I woke up, I was already..."

The cleaner looked at Jiang Zhengge innocently, his lips trembling.

"Section Chief Jiang, I really didn't... How could I dare? I don't even know how to handle a gun..."

"Calm down, calm down, don't worry, our detention is just a protective measure," Jiang Zhengge reassured the cleaner. "Someone will come to check in a little while, just cooperate. After the check, you can sleep here for the night and go out tomorrow. It's safer that way."

"..."

After finishing, Jiang Zhengge walked out of the interrogation room for the second time and looked at Lin Chen, who was leaning against the wall.

"Not bad, kid. You stole the credit." Jiang Zhengge smiled.

"Isn't this because I'm afraid something might happen?" Lin Chen said, wearing Jiang Zhengge's coat over his hospital gown. "Even if Zuo Xia is alright, your bullets don't have eyes, and that cleaner is innocent."

“Yes, you saved that old man’s life,” Jiang Zhengge sighed. “You’ve worked hard. You deserve a good night’s sleep. After all, today’s success was mainly due to you and Zhanyi.”

"It's nothing, I'm already awake," Lin Chen said.

"Then come with me. Come on, I can't sleep for a while anyway, let's go get a drink."

Jiang Zhengge led Lin Chen into the elevator and up to the executive lounge on the 47th floor.

Lin Chen had never been here before because Li Zhanyi didn't drink alcohol, and even when he wanted to socialize, he would play games or go to the shooting range, and he would never take her to a bar.

Zhanyi is such a good girl.

"..."

At this time, the executive lounge was almost empty. A pale-faced bartender in a suit stood behind the bar, mechanically wiping the glasses.

"What would you like to drink?" Jiang Zhengge asked Lin Chen.

"I've never tried it before, please help me choose."

“Then give this kid a glass of whiskey sour,” Jiang Zhengge said to the bartender. “As for me, I’ll still use the recipe I had before, tide Leina.”

Upon hearing the name "tide Leina," Lin Chen turned his head slightly.

He glimpsed a hint of solitude in Jiang Zhengge's eyes.

"Does the Bureau of Investigation's bar also have that tradition of 'naming a cocktail after someone who dies'?" Lin Chen said.

"Hehe, not at all. Besides, tide Leina is still alive and well," Jiang Zhengge said with a smile, shaking his head. "This recipe is from her hometown, and it has always suited my taste."

“tide Lena Boswell,” Lin Chen looked at Jiang Zhengge, “how did you meet her?”

“I thought you would question me about why I know a demigod, or even dance with him,” Jiang Zhengge tapped his index finger lightly on the table, “after all, you despise demigods so much.”

"It's alright," Lin Chen said softly. "The bad things are always concrete entities; I only hate specific people."

"You've got some skills, huh?" Jiang Zhengge chuckled.

At this moment, the bartender brought over two glasses of wine, one pale yellow and the other navy blue.

Lin Chen took a sip of the whiskey and found it to be sweet and sour, with a flavor that wasn't as strong as he had imagined, but still quite good.

“That was almost twenty years ago. Back then, Yudu wasn’t as big as it is now,” Jiang Zhengge said softly. “The Investigation Bureau had just been established, and I was about your age, full of enthusiasm.”

“Back then, the infrastructure was inadequate, and there were no convenient methods for clearing anomalous entities like ‘police officers.’ Most of the time, I would lead people to patrol the streets, often eliminating three or four entities a day.”

"You were already a section chief back then?"

“You’re quite capable,” Jiang Zhengge chuckled smugly. “Don’t worry, someone of your caliber will be able to take over after I retire.”

"I have no interest in power..." Lin Chen chuckled.

“For someone like you, even if you don’t choose power, power will choose you,” Jiang Zhengge pointed to his fist. “If you’re strong enough, you can make the environment adapt to you.”

"tide Lena is that kind of girl. She adapted to the environment and survived tenaciously in the rainy city at that time."

Lin Chen didn't speak, but just silently looked at Jiang Zhengge.