Staring directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Who says large organizations are inefficient? This speed is simply amazing.

The reason why he cooperated so well was because Fu Qian knew exactly who was ambushing behind the door - Mr. Sawada whom he met not long ago.

From the time he left Yasui Building to now, it had only been two hours, but this person actually sneaked into the camp in advance and even found an accomplice?

Is it a bit too hard?

Before paying, I was very curious about how this person's KPI was calculated.

Almost immediately, the cold medicine in the syringe was pushed into the neck.

From the ensuing feeling, it can be inferred that there must be a powerful anesthetic drug in the needle, at least enough to knock down an elephant.

It's a pity that with Fu's current physique, this thing can't even make him blink his eyelids.

But it was hard to attract him, so how could he not cooperate?

As a demigod in the field of flesh and blood power, his control over the body is at its peak. Not to mention pretending to fall to the ground and being unconscious, even pretending to die suddenly is no problem.

In the darkness, Fu Qian slowly fell to the ground with perfect posture, but then he was grabbed and stuffed into a bag.

"Are you being too cautious, Sawada?"

Soon there was laughter, it was a strange man.

"To deal with this kind of thing, do we need to take action?"

"There's no harm in being cautious."

This time it was Sawada who spoke.

"I'm not wrong. There must be something different about this guy. Also, don't call me by my name here."

"I know, but don't forget the reward you promised."

The stranger continued to laugh, but still cooperated and said nothing.

…

After a while, Fu Qian opened his eyes and "woke up", looking at the space he was in.

The room is not too big, about twenty square meters.

The top of the head is surrounded by pure white structures with no visible material. Only the front is a huge mirror. Under the bright light, everything in the room is illuminated at a glance.

You don't even need to lower your head, you can see from the mirror that his hands and feet are firmly locked, and the locks are connected to the heavy metal chair under his buttocks, and the chair is directly welded to the ground.

Next to it is a bed also welded to the ground.

Compared to an interrogation room or a prison, it always feels more like a mental ward.

"Are you awake?"

After Fu Qian squinted his eyes for a few minutes, a sound soon came from the speakers on the wall.

He heard the voice of Sawada's partner, but Fu Qian ignored it and still looked in the direction of the mirror.

"I have to say that you woke up much faster than expected."

After a brief silence, a door soon opened from the side, and someone walked in and said.

The person who came here was even wearing a pure white coat, just like a doctor coming in for rounds - if he didn't have a turkey mask on his face.

There is no doubt that the mask does not want to reveal the true face, but given that the body shape and characteristics are not covered up, and even the voice does not change, this person may not be very sincere in hiding his identity.

In other words, he didn't care that much about knowing who he was, and most likely the mask was put on at Sawada's request.

"Mr. Dancy, I'm sorry to talk to you in this form, but do you mind asking a few questions?"

Brother Turkey stopped not far from Fu Qian and even took out a pen and paper from his coat, as if he was going to take notes.

"Who are you?"

Facing this strange scene, Fu Qian still showed no panic on his expression, just staring at the other party coldly.

"Why did you sneak into my house, attack me, and bring me here?"

"I can understand that people often don't have a clear mind when they just wake up."

Facing the uncooperative Fu Qian, Brother Turkey came forward and tapped the metal seat with the pen in his hand.

"I can emphasize again generously that now is the time for answering questions."

"I'm standing here and you need to answer my questions."

"In addition, I especially recommend that you don't let me remind you a third time."

"I understand, then let me remind you too."

He blinked before paying.

"I am protected by the death mark of the Yasui Group. It is best to consider the consequences before doing anything."

"Marked for death...protect...haha!"

As if he heard something funny, Brother Turkey stood up and down for a moment.

"Don't worry, your life is very precious, even if you want to squander it on your own, you can't."

After half a minute, this person finally stopped laughing and said in a teasing tone.

Looking at the exaggerated performance of the person in front of him silently, Fu Qian suddenly said something.

"Are you from the Yasui Group?"

…

"Originally I was just guessing, but it seems that it is indeed the case."

Looking at Brother Turkey who was silent for a moment, Fu Qian nodded and continued.

"Is it because of the miracle potion? But you are not that Mr. Sawada."

…

"But no matter who you are, let me emphasize again, I am not interested in extraordinary power."

"The testing of miracle potions is voluntary in nature. Even the Yasui Group cannot force it. This is the bottom line set by the Night Master."

"Now untie these things and let me go. I can promise not to pursue you or even investigate who you are."

"...You are indeed a little different."

He threw the pen and paper on the bed, and when Brother Turkey spoke again, his tone had completely cooled down.

"But you don't realize one thing - you are not qualified to maintain such a superior posture in front of me."

"You can guess as much as you like, but believe me, in this place, the things you are usually proud of cannot provide you with any safety guarantee-"

"alright!"

As soon as this psychological offensive started, he was interrupted by a voice coming from the loudspeaker.

It's just that this voice has obviously been processed, making it sound low and hoarse.

"Ask him direct questions."

There is no doubt that the person speaking is Brother Sawada who is hiding behind the one-way mirror.

I don't know if it was because he lacked confidence in his partner, but he didn't seem to want the latter to continue the verbal exchange with Fu Qian, so he directly urged him.

At the same time, it can be seen that although he had guessed a little before being paid, he was still reluctant to completely reveal his identity for a while, hoping to retain a sense of mystery.

Brother Turkey snorted again when he heard this, obviously a little unhappy.

But he finally listened to Sawada's advice, turned around, and picked up paper and pen from the bed.

"First question, when did you-"

Click!

Amidst the crisp sound, this person's head rotated at an exaggerated angle, and all the next words were stuck in his throat.

Well--

The sudden change occurred, and Brother Turkey showed extraordinary vitality. Not only did he not fall to the ground, he even struggled to hold his head.

However, the next moment, a pair of bloody hands pressed down on his head earlier, and with a low roar, he rotated hard again.

With a weird tearing sound, the latter was finally picked off and turned into a brighter red turkey head.

I have always been good at breaking through the mystery.