Free Web NovelChapter 61: Chapter 61: Yan Jiu’s Little Secret
The effects of the Talent Sequence wave band interference would be fed back to Bai Wu in the form of data.
Because of this, Bai Wu was clearly aware that his wave band interference made it impossible for the person monitoring him to hear his conversation with Wu Jiu.
All these sounds had become noise.
However, Bai Wu still hoped that the other party would hear the key lines.
While Ming Che and Ding Tai Sheng were both watching the surveillance footage, the noisy electrical sound suddenly disappeared.
The voices of Bai Wu and Wu Jiu’s group could be heard again, in fits and starts.
"How’s it going?"
On the screen, Wu Jiu looked at Bai Wu after some fiddling and asked.
Bai Wu nodded and replied,
"Not bad, the case isn’t as difficult as I imagined, I’ve got a bit of a clue now."
What followed were Lin Wurou’s mockery, Ye Weiming’s flattery, and Wu Jiu’s inquiries.
But soon afterward, the voices turned into electrical noise again.
Even though they couldn’t hear the subsequent sounds, judging from the frequency with which Wu Jiu and Lin Wurou nodded, Ming Che guessed... this person really had found some clues.
"How is that possible... There’s clearly just some stuff Miss Yan used in that room, but our people have confirmed over and over that no clues were left behind."
Despite having experienced Bai Wu’s methods before, Ding Tai Sheng was still shocked by the phrase "got a bit of a clue now."
"Investigation Corps has got a smart one, huh," Ming Che said with a smile, then asked,
"How’s the progress with the fourth floor?"
"We intercepted Miss Yan’s notes and sketches; they’ve been analyzed by someone before. According to the content of the diary, Miss Yan had contact with someone who has quite some authority at the Asylum," Ding Tai Sheng said respectfully to Ming Che.
He was the leader of Squad Fifteen, while Ming Che led Squad Three. Different from the Investigation Corps, where the numbering didn’t follow a specific pattern, in the Garrison Corps of Gao Ta Town, the lower the number of the squad, the higher the status.
Ming Che nodded,
"That makes sense, but I still feel like something is off. Old Ding, check out this person."
Ming Che pointed at the screen, where Bai Wu was giving instructions to Wu Jiu.
Ding Tai Sheng nodded and said,
"I’ll look into it right away."
Ming Che was slightly surprised; Ding Tai Sheng was acting smarter than usual. In his heart, he looked down on this man who had come to the Garrison Corps through his wife.
But the real reason wasn’t that Ding Tai Sheng had suddenly become sharp; he was just afraid that Bai Wu might casually spill some beans, so he wanted to check into Bai Wu.
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Noble Spirit Rehabilitation Center, sixth floor.
Upon entering Yan Jiu’s room, which was neatly arranged, Bai Wu knew from the first glance that this room no longer contained any textual clues he could exploit.
If he didn’t have Prayle’s Eye, Bai Wu really wouldn’t have been able to figure anything out.
"That’s it? What the hell can I learn from these things!" Lin Wurou was furious.
In Yan Jiu’s room, you could almost see everything at a glance: the bed, bedding, throw pillows, and several dolls that Bai Wu thought looked like popular toys from his previous life, modified by magic.
For instance, Kumamon had an added beard, and Doraemon had extra ears, and so on.
The room was decorated in pink tones. It had quite a girlish vibe.
As Bai Wu looked at these things, remarks kept popping up, and he didn’t forget to maintain his Spirit Possession persona, occasionally sniffing around like a creep.
[A blanket can bring a bit of warmth on a pitch-black, cold night, but I believe you’d much rather lift it and pounce on its owner because in this cold-hearted society, only ( ) retains some warmth.]
[A bed with no value for exploration, please move your gaze and look for meaningful targets. If you insist on a piece of information... old Wang can’t hide under this bed.]
[Kumamon has no jj, but he’s got a beard, how strange.]
"A Doraemon without pockets has no soul!"
"A pillow that she conveniently wedged between her thighs, man is inferior to pillow." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
After a round of looking... Bai Wu found that there really wasn’t anything valuable.
Although the existence of these things itself could explain some issues, like some of Yan Jiu’s traits, they were not helpful for the case.
Bai Wu organized the clues, fishing was just something he thought of on the fly, and it was still uncertain whether the other party would take the bait.
So the most important thing was still to find the key to solving the case himself.
Soon, Bai Wu really did make a discovery.
The bookshelf.
"All the books on top have summaries, you can even flip through them to see the contents, so I don’t need to provide remarks, right?"
The information provided by Prayle’s Eye was still of no use, but these books, on the other hand, were quite interesting.
"Zela Wasteland: Veterans’ Survival Tales," "High Tower War King Hunting Records," "Evil Fallen Dissection Manual," "Ninety-Nine Extratower Survival Skills," "Spirit Possession Records," "Extratower Emotion Regulation Skills," "Smile and Fortune," and so on.
All these books were related to leaving the tower...
Of course, there were also books related to Evil Fallen, such as the "Evil Fallen Dissection Manual" by Lin Wurou.
"It seems the other party is very keen on leaving the tower... or rather, they are preparing to leave the tower?"
Bai Wu examined the arrangement of the books and was convinced there were no passwords or secret messages or anything of the sort.
In the end, he looked at the mirror.
The mirror on the dressing table had an arc drawn on it. Bai Wu was curious about what this arc was.
When he sat down on the chair of the dressing table, he suddenly realized that it was supposed to be a mouth. The arc represented the corners of the mouth being lifted.
"Hmm... there’s also an out-of-place book on the shelf, ’Smile and Fortune.’
Bai Wu learned from the cover that this book was about controlling emotions, which also included some platitudes about how a smile can bring good luck—a technique for emotion regulation before leaving the tower, he originally thought.
But then Bai Wu suddenly remembered the "transmigrator" telling him that the target never smiles.
"A person who never smiles has drawn a smiling mouth on the mirror, and then there’s a book about smiling on the shelf..."
His eyes narrowed slightly as he guessed a situation:
"This girl... could it be that she is learning how to smile? But why doesn’t she ask the transmigrator or Ba who are next door? Or could it be that she has an odd personality, and she won’t show her smile to others until she has a perfect one?"
"Following this line of thought, could it be that she lacks the emotion of joy?"
"If that’s really the case... her level of danger in leaving the tower would be far higher than that of others. She must be aware of this too, but she still wants to leave the tower?"
Bai Wu continued to observe the room, all the while considering the situation at the entire asylum:
"Without going over the high walls, one cannot leave, and inside the high walls, there are no sane people; at least the asylum authorities are aware of that. If I were them, no matter how much commotion is inside, I would not open the gates and let them out of the high walls."
At that moment, Bai Wu came across some clues.
It was also at this time that he deactivated the Wave Band Interference, and just as he did so, Wu Jiu happened to ask:
"How’s it going?"
"Not bad, the case isn’t as difficult as I imagined, I’ve got a lead," Bai Wu of course said this for the monitors to hear. He didn’t know whether the adversary would bite, but setting up a decoy for the enemy was not a bad move either.
Bai Wu also knew it was very likely that the Garrison Corps would arrange an investigation on him—this he had confirmed with Wu Jiu—Ghost Grinding Firm had everything arranged, on the ground floor, they were more efficient than both Garrison Corps and Investigation Corps.
After finishing what needed to be done, Bai Wu planned to go check out the room of the third "not normal person" on the sixth floor; this person was separated from Yan Jiu, Ba, and the transmigrator, which might signify something special.
But just at that moment, both Bai Wu and Wu Jiu heard cries of alarm coming from below:
"Evil Fallen! Someone, help! There’s an Evil Fallen! An Evil Fallen! Ahhhhh..."
(To be continued)
