True professionalism is about making people believe in what they are doing, not what they are actually doing.
Former medical guru and billionaire Rick Weasley disappeared.
However, Grimshaw, who had mysterious motives and turned into a magician, showed up at his home and the hospital where he once worked after his initial plan was seen through.
With lightning speed, he was investigating and looking for something.
Even this mysterious figure not only has strange methods, but also seems to be a demigod.
What's more, he didn't seem to mind the conflict with the night watchman.
Clear purpose, firm will, and treat every obstacle in the way equally.
It is undoubtedly extremely dangerous for such a character to wander around Los Angeles.
As the night watchman guarding one side, if he wants to limit this unstable factor to the maximum extent, the choice he can make is almost right in front of him - through the only target that the other party is currently interested in.
Since you can't chase him, let him find it on his own.
Find Rick Weasley as quickly as possible, and further confirm the information while controlling the action.
Including whether he has mastered transcendence, why he wants to escape, and what grudge he has with this Grimshaw, so as to control the situation to the maximum extent.
Even this time, I sent an extra old lady over to assist in the investigation.
I believe that soon, I will receive good news from the night watchman.
After thinking about it, he walked forward and sat where the old lady had just been.
Instead of rummaging through the box, he picked up the documents dropped on the table.
…
It's really hard work.
At first glance, it is obviously professional information, and you can even see more than one handwritten annotation.
The old lady's statement just now that she was so absorbed that she walked into the wrong room is somewhat credible.
Even when I sensed the entire room, there was no sign of anything extraordinary.
But there is a question of time involved here.
In addition to the old lady, Li Ke's young wife Claire also tends to agree with everything mentioned above.
For example, her husband's special room used for feasting had already existed when they were newly married more than three years ago.
The fact that the old lady and her former colleagues were also contaminated is proof.
But it doesn't seem to be enough.
Judging from the current contamination performance estimated through indirect contact, even if Mr. Leake is the only source of pollution, such a long period of time will be enough to poison a considerable area.
However, the situation after contact seems to be far less serious.
The explanation for this seems to be that after Mr. Leake retired, he never left the door or took any steps forward, concentrating on seclusion and not torturing the masses.
Either his high contagiousness has only recently mutated, and previous contamination was far less easily transmitted.
Qian Fu is obviously leaning towards the latter possibility, which is why he appears here.
Something caused Mr. Leake's hobby to spiral out of control, such as the source of the plague.
Mr. Leake may be a key player, but he is not the target of his mission.
This is actually an idea that Fu Qian had had a long time ago.
The point is that on the one hand, it seems that if he comes into contact with Li Ke in any form, he will be contaminated.
At the same time, it is necessary to kill him in this situation, such an obvious paradox.
The sharp claws and giant mouth just now seem to prove this point again.
Using the dream as a channel, the power seeping through the old lady seems to originate from some special creation dormant inside.
If it is the source of the epidemic that is the target of this trip, everything seems to be a lot more reasonable.
Of course it was a lot of trouble.
How to eliminate a target that does not seem to have a real form and can even wander around with the help of the concept of dreams is undoubtedly a subject worthy of study.
Kill all the contaminated?
It's an easy attempt to think of.
…
When Fu Qian left, Mr. Leake's office remained almost exactly the same.
On the one hand, the conscientious night watchmen did not leave him time to rummage leisurely.
On the other hand, as a professional who doesn't care about past grudges, Fu Qian prefers to use such a scene to leave room for the people to think about it.
Compared with a mess, this scene is undoubtedly more like that I have found what I want.
…
At noon, the sun is scorching.
In the Weasley mansion, although the man of the house has not returned yet, the previous chaos has gradually subsided.
"Winona, can you tell me what's going on now? Don't worry I can't bear it."
Of course, inner chaos is not that easy.
Seeing her friend who was so conscientious that he almost followed her around like a bodyguard, Claire finally couldn't help but ask.
It's not that the former didn't leave at all. Every time he communicated and coordinated with the night watchman internally, he would tell him to move to another place.
The change brought about by this is that every time I open the door and come back, my face becomes uglier.
By the time this last time happened, I couldn't even keep my smile.
Although she knew for a moment that her friend didn't want to worry her too much, Claire couldn't help but ask.
"Have you found Riku?"
"...The situation is still under control."
Staring at her friend with a determined look on her face, Winona hesitated for a moment and finally nodded vaguely.
"But you'd better be mentally prepared. Judging from the current signs, there is indeed something wrong with his situation."
"Because...he eats those things?"
During the previous period, Claire had obviously followed Master Grimshaw's instructions and shared his previous observations and analysis of the box on the wall with Winona.
However, even so, Claire still couldn't resist the urge to vomit when the word "eat" was mentioned.
"This is just one aspect, there is something even more special...people who have been in contact with him before have shown extraordinary signs."
However, even with her courageous demeanor, Winona still shook her head.
"It's possible your husband has more than just a simple eating habit and fantasy."
Extraordinary signs…
Even though she had done some serious mental construction, this answer still made Claire feel unbearable, and she immediately touched her face.
From just now to now, the previous drunkenness has faded away, and the tentacles are slightly cold, but fortunately they are still soft and smooth.
When the extraordinary words came to her ears, her first reaction was the sight of her husband licking her all over.
Fortunately, it seems that he has not turned into some inhuman monster.
"So Rick is actually...dangerous now?"
After confirming this, Claire hesitated and asked a somewhat vague question.
It seemed like he was asking about his husband's situation, but also like he was asking about his own threats.
"I can only say... there are things more dangerous than him, such as-"
"For example, that character he has to hide from."
Winona only spoke half of her words when a voice suddenly answered from the side.
