Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 581 Hustle and bustle (five)

"What's the matter? Am I asleep?"

"Where is this? Don't touch me!"

"Why did you come to the police station?"

"What? Of course I remember what I did. Is it illegal to drink coffee?"

"...It's not against the law to dance in a café, is it?"

"The table... seems to have such a thing."

"Sorry I was wrong..."

"Sorry I don't have the money to compensate the cafe..."

……

This mission is really full of confrontation!
Fu Qian, who was parasitic on the purple-haired young man in a special state, was leisurely catching information one after another.

At this moment, he is in a new experience that he has never had before.

It is completely different from the possession in his imagination. In Fu Qian's view, it is almost a feeling of dormancy in the depths of the soul.

The five senses are suppressed to the greatest extent, and it is almost impossible to perceive anything.

Including the content he heard above, they are actually just fragments floating in front of him, not real hearing.

This kind of information fragments from the host, if Fu Qian is willing, he can choose to connect them with his consciousness, and he can hear the information.

That's why, he only heard the voice of the victim, Brother Zi Mao.

Because for Brother Zimao, this is undoubtedly the strongest piece of information.

……

The days of parasitism are really boring, but fortunately we have always been ascetic.

In addition, although it is only a few words, it is enough to piece together some information.

First of all, there is no doubt that Brother Zi Mao was sent to the police station, and after falling asleep.

And calculating the time, it should indeed be as Mr. Camus expected, the night bearer has already locked him.

They arrived not long after they finished parasitizing themselves.

The reason for making such a judgment is very simple. In Brother Zi Mao's previous state of excitement, it is almost impossible to fall asleep naturally at such a fast speed.

Not to mention that after waking up, the spirit is still normal and has not entered a state of depression.

There is no doubt that a transcendent person rushed to deal with it, and then comforted him.

Based on the information mentioned by Mr. Camus, the current situation is that the original parliament is planning some action in Dunis.

At the same time, the Night Carrier is also alert to this and is ready to fight.

Therefore, it is obvious that I have fallen into the undercurrent of the game between the two major forces, and I must be more cautious in my subsequent actions.

That's why Fu Qian was so low-key.

In fact, if he wanted to, it wasn't that he couldn't improve his control over Brother Zimao and obtain more information, but he didn't choose to do so.

As a means for Mr. Camus to get rid of the hunt, this parasitic state is undoubtedly extremely concealed, so high that he is confident enough to deceive the nightman.

But according to the information obtained from the insight, the improvement of the control over the host will inevitably lead to the manifestation of one's own will, and this means a higher chance of exposure.

The so-called when you observe others, it also increases the probability of others observing you.

And even though it sounded like he was in an ordinary police station, he didn't think that the night warden who was targeting Camus would not have some means of investigation.

Maybe it's just creating a seemingly safe environment to lure snakes out of their holes.

That's why Fu Qian was quite patient, restraining himself almost as much as possible, completely sealing himself in the small dark room.

……

"When can I go?"

"Just give me money? But I don't have any money!"

"The three of them have no money."

"Actually, I feel very abnormal today. I suspect that the boss put a stimulant in the coffee, and I have to ask for compensation."

"So you caught him first... oh, you already caught him?"

"You see, the boss has said it all, we each take a step back and don't hold each other accountable."

"Can I go now?"

"Not yet? Are you being reasonable?"

"I'm sorry I was really wrong..."

……

Even the cafe owner was locked up here?

Sure enough, on the surface, it was because a group of people made trouble to maintain law and order, but in fact they still wanted to monitor it.

Fu Qian, who was lurking, continued to analyze Brother Zi Mao's speech, and was very satisfied with his previous caution.

He was almost sure that there was still a night guard squatting beside him at this moment, waiting for the victims to show abnormal behavior.

This is undoubtedly a time for patience.

……

"Frank."

"23 is old."

"It's from Rialto next door. It just arrived today."

"Yes, we're here for the Hustle Festival."

"Yes, yes, yes, I know it's wrong to shout and shout before tomorrow night."

"...I'm sorry I really don't have the money to pay the fine, we're just hitchhiking here."

……

Ok?
It can be seen from the following that Brother Zimao, who has not yet been freed, has undergone considerable transformation in a short period of time after clearly realizing the current situation, and is answering questions with an extremely correct posture.

From his exposition, Fu Qian quickly discovered an interesting vocabulary.

Hustle Festival?
Is there even a special holiday?Day for everyone to shout about?
And it's obviously a bit famous, and it actually attracts tourists from other places.

Fu Qian soberly remembered that the condition for completing his mission was to completely wipe out Hamadus before the hustle and bustle ended.

How do you think it has something to do with this hustle and bustle festival, not to mention that the one who called out before was Hamadus.

Sure enough, patience always pays off, and everything is right.

……

"Can we really go?"

"Great, thank you very much."

"Huh? If you don't leave Dunis tomorrow, then you have to come again at noon?"

"No no, I have no objection!"

……

"Finally out."

"What do you mean, why should you blame me? Didn't you say you want to relax when you come out to play, and you didn't go to the table?"

"I'm the first one, that's right, I don't know why I'm so excited all of a sudden."

"You are……"

"Did you see the old man drinking coffee... wait who are you? Do I know you?

"Why are they asleep again?"

"I'm sorry I was wrong... I thought about it, it seems that there is such a person, but I really don't know where he went..."

……

With another sorry, Fu Qian found out that his parasitic object hadn't made a sound for a long time.

At the end of a colorful day, Brother Frank seemed to be deeply shocked, and fell into a long silence at this moment.

almost.

In the silence, Fu Qian's consciousness in a dormant state moved, and his cognition spread out a little.

Soon, he gained something called vision from an almost second-person perspective.

And the first thing that entered his field of vision was the boundary line between the sky and the sea not far away.

Under the buttocks is a coastal arc-shaped long embankment, and three people are sleeping crookedly on the faded benches.

Frank, the only one who is still conscious, is holding his hands on his knees, staring at a distant figure, deeply suspicious of life.

(End of this chapter)