Chapter 25 [Psychic Quest: The Patron Saint of the Poor] Completed

Noisy sirens sounded one after another, and more than a dozen police cars stopped in front of the half-demolished apartment building in the downtown area.

The county police completely blocked the building with yellow warning tape. The scene was controlled in an orderly manner. There was no bloodshed or monster attacks. Several big-bellied county police even ate breakfast next to the police cars.

Several vans of the Chemical Defense Department of the Psychic Administration were parked on the side of the road. A group of staff wearing blue one-piece chemical protection suits carried disinfection boxes and sprayed them in the corridors and rooms.

Hundreds of homeless people gathered in those rooms. Since there was no place to accommodate them for the time being, both the Administration and the county police chose to ignore them.

In the room, there were still a large number of half-toad, half-human corpses left. They died without any signs, without wounds or signs of scuffling.

These corpses were packed in black body bags by the Administration and loaded one by one. They will be transported to the mysterious laboratory of the Administration for dissection and research.

Diana and Bader stood on the roadside, watching their colleagues from the chemical defense department carrying a huge black body bag onto the car. The bag contained only half of the giant toad's body.

The two received a notice from the psychic firearms management department almost at the same time. The lost psychic pistol from Parker sent five signals from the basement of the abandoned apartment building around 8:30 this morning.

Although the management department dispatched nearby county police to surround the entire block before the two arrived, the gun thief still escaped. However, the management department did not get nothing.

Bader arrived at the scene before Diana again, but to his disappointment, the gun thief did not seem to be keen on making a big news, but liked to be an unknown hero.

Near the breach in the sewer of the apartment building, he found many civilian imitation flame bullet shells, and there were still some ashes of unburned monster limbs on the ground.

The forensic doctor has preliminarily confirmed at the scene that the giant toad is an ordinary psychic infected original creature and has nothing to do with the monster in the psychic explosion space. In other words, there is no psychic explosion effect here, and killing this infected monster cannot obtain the holy diamond.

At first, he was very sure that the gun thief was a villain who obtained psychic energy through illegal means and tried to use the stolen psychic pistol to hunt monsters and obtain holy objects.

Since humans discovered that psychic energy has an unimaginable enhancement effect on the human body, people who hold the idea of ​​"using martial arts to defy the heaven" have emerged in an endless stream. They may know some of the fur about psychic energy and holy objects, but they will never know what the price of this "enhancement" is.

Bader thought silently, if this buddy who stole the gun was also a person with such naive ideas, he could not have been unaware that psychic infected monsters would not condense holy diamonds. After all, he had produced the most basic spiritual elements in his body through illegal means, otherwise he would not be able to use the psychic pistol.

He didn't believe that someone would risk being chased to the ends of the earth by the Administration to steal a psychic pistol just to kill monsters in obscurity. If his character and motives were so noble, why didn't he just join the Administration?

Balder began to waver in his speculation about the motives of the gun thief. There was only one theory that he could accept, that is, this guy's mental condition was worrying.

Diana didn't know what Balder was thinking. She visited Weber Spiritual Property early this morning to learn more about Parker, but things were not as simple as she thought.

"Do you read comics, Diana?" Balder suddenly asked.

"What?" Diana was stunned.

"Superhero comics. Depicting some heroes wearing colorful uniforms and having various nicknames, doing chivalrous things in their respective cities." Balder explained.

"No, never... I'm not interested in those children's stories. I prefer to read myths from various countries." Diana said.

"You actually call that a children's story?! You really should search your name on the comic magazine website. I thought you would be a die-hard fan of superhero comics." Balder said in disbelief.

"You can also search your name, Bader, on Wikipedia. Why do you suddenly ask such a weird question?" Diana was puzzled.

"I can't figure out the motive of this gun thief. All reasonable inferences have reached a dead end, but if you regard him as a superhero, it makes sense. Of course, I'm not saying that he is a superhero." Bader shrugged.

"After the test results of this toad monster come out, it will be classified. No matter how high its harm level is in the end, we should be glad that this gun thief killed it before it made any big news. So if you ask me, this guy is actually pretty good." Diana did not comment.

"But he is still a lawbreaker. He killed an investigator and robbed a gun. These two charges are enough to make him spend the rest of his life in prison." Bader reminded.

"...I agree." Diana nodded thoughtfully. Did not tell Bader the information she knew.

Time went back to earlier.

Diana pushed open the door of the CEO's office of Weber Lingchan and explained her purpose.

She originally thought that the Weber Spiritual Estate would be related to the artificial creation of the spiritual explosion space, and this surprise investigation would cause them to panic, or they would simply have nothing to do with this incident, but would try their best to shirk responsibility in order to avoid employee compensation.

However, neither of the two situations she expected happened.

The CEO of Weber Spiritual Property, accompanied by the head of the human resources department, checked the files of all levels of investigators under his company, and could not find a D-level investigator named Parker.

The investigator's certificate can be forged, but the electronic files of investigators of each psychic enterprise are connected to the management bureau, not to mention that each gun assigned to an investigator will also be marked with the registration information of the holder, so it is difficult to impersonate an investigator.

However, the weirdest thing is still to come.

Diana then went to the psychic firearms management department to retrieve the owner information of the lost firearm, and the result showed that the registration date of the gun was in the future six months later...

...

Before the county police and the management bureau's vehicles surrounded the abandoned apartment, Chen Ke had already left the block. He was covered in dirty water and smelled like a walking pile of shit. Fortunately, the triangle bag was waterproof, and the mobile phone, bullets and the few bills were still clean.

He took a taxi to Li Bo's noodle shop, and the driver gave him a middle finger when he drove away.

"Done? You look like you took a shower in a public toilet!"

In the empty noodle shop, Li Bo and Chen Ke sat in the back seat. Li Bo covered his nose and asked in surprise.

"You can take a look at this. I think the same weird things won't happen in your noodle shop again in the future. If you still plan to continue to open it..." Chen Ke took out a toad finger from his pocket. He cut it off as evidence to prove that the task was completed.

"In fact, after you left for a long time, the smell of these noodles disappeared, and those homeless people also left. They also vomited a lot... It seems that they just realized how disgusting they had eaten." Li Bo commented.

"It seems to be like this. I encountered a big toad in the sewer. All the strange things were caused by it. After killing it, the strange things related to it will slowly dissipate." Chen Ke analyzed.

"It's amazing... It's worthy of being a demon hunter!"

While Li Bo was sighing, Chen Ke stretched out his right hand and rubbed his index finger, thumb and middle finger against each other.

"Oh! How could I forget!" Li Bo slapped his head and took out a small stack of banknotes from the inside pocket of his clothes.

50 brand new 100-yuan banknotes, which Li Bo took out from a nearby bank after Chen Ke left. This stack of banknotes is not thick, but it still feels heavy in the hand.

Chen Ke threw the money into the triangle bag and stood up to leave.

"Then, goodbye, friend."

"Wait! I don't know your name yet!"

Li Bo called Chen Ke.

"We may not meet again in the future. Do you know that my name is meaningless?" Chen Ke said.

"We are all Feihuang people. We can take care of each other when we are wandering in other places. You see, you can kill monsters, and I can open a noodle shop. You helped me today, and one day I can help you. If you don't recommend it, leave a contact information!" Li Bo laughed.

"You... still want to continue to run this noodle shop?" Chen Ke asked puzzledly.

Although he helped Li Bo solve the problem of the noodle shop, the lower city of Opportunity City is not a suitable place for business in Chen Ke's opinion.

"Why not? As long as there are no monsters and homeless people to mess with me, I can start my business again! I am still very confident in my skills." Li Bo stroked his glasses, looking confident.

"Speaking of homeless people..."

Chen Ke hugged his chest, and a wave of thoughts surged in his mind.

This incident cannot be simply attributed to psychic infection. Thanks to psychic enterprises, it is so easy to find a large area of ​​abandoned ruins in the lower city. These man-made abandoned areas have become a hotbed for psychic infected monsters, and have also squeezed the development space of other traditional enterprises. The unemployment situation has become more serious, and the depression in the lower city has also arisen.

Li Bo's noodle shop incident is just an outbreak point after many human factors converge, and it is not something that can be solved by a gun or a colander. From a macro perspective, there is not much difference between what the female diner and Chen Ke did, except that they chose different objects to help.

He can ask Li Bo to continue to provide free noodles to the homeless. These poor people in the lower city did nothing wrong. It was the times that forced them to come to this day. Or he could suggest that Li Bo provide these homeless people with job opportunities. Although a small noodle shop cannot provide jobs for all homeless people, it is at least a good start.

Of course, as an outsider, he can stop worrying about this matter. He can leave after the work is done, hiding his merits and fame.

"What do you want to say about those homeless people?" Li Bo asked, looking at Chen Ke who was in deep thought.

"You know, Li Bo, you know what I want to say. By the way, my name is Chen Ke..." Chen Ke looked up and smiled.

...

Leaving Li Bo's noodle shop, Chen Ke took a car back to Pihom's gun shop.

He showed Pihom the toad's severed finger, and Pihom also contacted Li Bo through text messages to confirm that Chen Ke solved his problem.

"Your 5,000 Lianbi, young man, it seems that you have two brushes. Now I think I can tell you about my small group... Of course, after you take a shower... Clean yourself up, and then let's have a good chat."

Pihom handed the money to Chen Ke readily, and suggested that he clear up and then talk about business.

Chen Ke still doesn't have enough time to live for a day, but it is much longer than when he just escaped from the building. Now that he has 10,000 Lian coins in his hand, it's time to clean himself up!