Free Web NovelChapter 60: Chapter 60: Crossing
All three members of Wu Jiu were startled.
"How did you know... are you sure?" Lin Wurou asked.
Not bad, Lin was almost conditioned to skip the process and directly ask for the answers.
Bai Wu nodded and said:
"Such a thick wall, its purpose is to keep people inside from going out. All the doctors work outside the wall, and maybe they can see what’s happening inside through surveillance, but they wouldn’t be able to arrive in time should anything actually happen."
"If there really were doctors taking care of the patients, this place wouldn’t be suitable for detaining some former big shots. On the contrary, a place that can turn a fake lunatic into a real one must be a perfect prison."
"As for that nurse, I harassed her so much, if she wasn’t too deep into her role, she wouldn’t have kept a straight face without even frowning, especially with the word ’secondary’ written right in front of us."
Lin Wurou snorted coldly:
"So you were pretending to be a rogue on purpose just now, to test her?"
"No, I was just staying true to myself. I love long legs, I love big chests."
Lin was quite sharp when it came to cursing people, but her brain didn’t work so well at other times.
Acting like a lecherous old man was, of course, to lure in the bigger fish.
Bai Wu arrived at the door of 6-17 and knocked. Although he didn’t think he could get any useful information, it was still worth a try.
"Hello, could you open the door, please?"
It must be said that, although the third-floor asylum housed lunatics, Bai Wu quite liked the decor style, which almost rivaled some of the more famous business hotels from his previous life.
[The person living in this room is someone you think is a fellow transmigrator, but in reality, he just suffers from delusion. His first sentence will send shivers down your spine, if you’re emotionally stable~]
Hm?
A strange note, even Bai Wu couldn’t understand this time.
But as the door opened, Bai Wu saw a man with hair like a bird’s nest, wearing glasses, and as thin as an addict, staring at him:
"You’re also from seven hundred years ago? You’re a transmigrator too, aren’t you!"
That sentence did indeed make Bai Wu freeze for a moment, and he looked at the other person emotionlessly.
The man kept babbling on:
"As soon as I got to this place, I transmigrated into this lunatic. Now everyone thinks I’m insane, but you know, I’m not! Take me out of here, I know how to go back!"
Bai Wu’s expression remained calm, even though there had been some waves inside him, he had mostly understood the information in the note.
Especially seeing a pile of physical publications from a three-story bookstore in the room, with the word ’transmigration’ in the titles, he was sure this person was not a transmigrator.
Just a lunatic who was gravely ill and thought he was a transmigrator.
This time, it was Lin Wurou, Wu Jiu, and Ye Weiming who realized this man was a 24k pure lunatic before Bai Wu did.
They had lost hope, but Bai Wu didn’t leave. free𝑤ebnovel.com
"Okay, I will take you out. But have you found any clues about the teleportation gate?"
"What’s that?" Lin Wurou couldn’t hold back.
Wu Jiu shook his head slightly at Lin Wurou.
"You believe I’m a transmigrator?" The glasses-wearing man was ecstatic.
"Shh! Keep it down. Luckily, we’re all among ourselves here. If others heard you, they would definitely think you’re having an episode," Bai Wu said with a cautious glance around.
"That’s great! I knew it! I knew the Space-Time Association wouldn’t forget about me!"
Bai Wu nodded and replied:
"But first we need to find the space-time door, which is actually in the room next door. A woman who was the girlfriend of the vice-chairman of the Transmigrator Association used to live there. But she’s missing, we have to find her!"
Damn, how did this guy tune into the same wavelength as a lunatic?
Lin Wurou was baffled.
In fact, Bai Wu was also guessing.
The Garrison Corps dared to place two lunatics right next to the target, an indication that these two were difficult to communicate with. Some people automatically filter out messages they don’t want to hear, like those concerning mental illness or persistent naggers.
Therefore, if you don’t follow the other person’s train of thought, communication might be impossible.
As for the Space-Time Association, time portals, and Bai Wu, it’s all nonsense, but he was still willing to try and see if he could get a response from them.
"This is terrible! I didn’t expect Miss Ma Lin to disappear. Without her, we can’t get back."
What a creative imagination the mentally ill indeed have; they even filled in the name on their own.
"Absolutely, you can tell me anything you know," Bai Wu humbly played the role of the supporting comedian.
The junkie nodded and began to recount the deeds of "Madam Ma Lin, the Vice President of the Transmigration Association."
Although it sounded fantastical, like Ms. Ma Lin’s homeland being in 19th-century Denmark, where due to a nuclear accident, she had to travel back to the 18th-century. However, due to an error in the numerical input, she ended up in the present.
Bai Wu was patient, cooperating with this transmigrator and seriously playing the supportive role, while also summarizing a few pieces of information.
Ma Lin indeed disappeared a week ago. Before that, she would often seek people out to talk, and she enjoyed painting and keeping a diary.
The most important thing was that Mrs. Ma Lin was very serious and sad; she never smiled.
Even though Wu Jiu, Ye Weiming, and Lin Wurou all thought it was nonsense, Bai Wu felt there were some useful tidbits within the madness.
"The target talks a lot but never smiles... and enjoys painting and writing in her diary. But there’s no need to think about it; the sketches and diaries must be on the fourth floor."
After comforting the transmigrator, Bai Wu knocked on another door.
Just like before, he knew the room with the most information would belong to Yan Jiu, but Bai Wu was accustomed to completing the side quests before tackling the main quest.
Fortunately, Yan Jiu’s second neighbor didn’t delay Bai Wu too much; this person only had one thing to say: "Ba, Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba."
However, the notes didn’t mock this individual too much.
[A respectable soldier who had completed several rescue missions outside the tower, from the lower class, he always wanted to live on the third floor. Now he has his wish, but no one remembers him, and his merits have been credited to the Garrison Corps. His sanity has also been taken away by a bunch of lunatics.]
Bai Wu fell silent for two seconds.
This Asylum, these dark secrets are not few. Bai Wu even had a premonition that the target, Yan Jiu, might be a scandal involving one of the high-ranking officials.
He opened Yan Jiu’s room and began searching for clues.
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On the third floor of High Tower, the Garrison Corps division, office of the captain of the third squad.
The captain of the third squad of the Garrison Corps, named Ming Che, was tactful. He wasn’t very impressive at solving cases, but he was quite good at doing business.
He is known among experts as the best at business, and in the business world, he has the highest combat effectiveness.
Ming Che was observing the security footage from the Asylum with Ding Tai Sheng.
"Old Ding, do you think this person is more troublesome than Wu Jiu?"
"Wu Jiu wouldn’t dare lay a hand on us. As long as we solve the case before him, we win. But the issue is with the newcomer he brought this time... this one must be an ace detective."
"Without evidence or clues, even the best detective can only sit and gaze. Moreover, this person must have recently joined the Investigation Corps. If he is indeed competent, we might as well prescribe the right remedy and draw him over to our Garrison Corps."
Ding Tai Sheng’s eyes lit up. Right, if this person was one of their own, there would be no worry about him spouting nonsense everywhere.
"How do we recruit him? We don’t know him," asked Ming Che as he watched the monitor closely. From the moment Bai Wu and the others entered the high walls, they had been under his surveillance. Ming Che didn’t stop watching the four people’s every move for a second.
Especially on the sixth floor, there wasn’t just surveillance but also bugging.
However, Ming Che was slightly confused. The bugging seemed ineffective; as soon as Wu Jiu and the others spoke, all he heard was electrical static.
It was as if some signal was interfering with the transmission.
But through the surveillance footage, Ming Che could clearly sense that the new face mentioned by Old Ding was the leader in their thinking, the brains of the four people.
And also... this person was quite lecherous. This made Ming Che happy.
"Everyone has weaknesses, has preferences. Catering to what they like is the best approach."
