"What's going on?" Wang Quan looked serious, looking like a good and responsible teacher.
No, he is a good teacher.
But for a student with a flawed brain like Shiratori Yu, Wang Quan felt that it was his responsibility to send him to death.
He is also responsible for other students.
He has a clear conscience.
But you still have to install it.
After all, he still wants to live a normal life with this identity.
Faced with his doubts, Shiratori Yao and Kenchi Ichiro didn't say anything.
They just made a routine inquiry and everything was fine.
Wang Quan also answered questions fluently and said that if you need anything in the future, you can contact him.
Of course that's okay.
Among the students in the Detective Department, Mochizuki Rin is one of our own, both to Wang Quan and to Public Security Section 6.
Of course, Public Security Section 6 would not doubt her. Mochizuki Rin's original report was that nothing happened last night, and today they were just here for routine questioning.
Among several other people.
Yagami Glass is weird, and now he is also one of Wang Quan’s own.
As for the other two girls... their thoughts have long been disturbed by Wang Quan.
It means that no one came to school at all last night.
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."
After the exchange, several people filed away.
Kenchi Ichiro was at the end. He shook hands with Wang Quan and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."
"No, this is what I should do."
After sending a few people away with a smile, Wang Quan returned to his office and sat down by the window.
Then he looked at the playground outside.
It's morning now, and all the young bodies are in the classroom.
After a moment of silence, Wang Quan opened his palms.
There was a small note in his hand.
A string of phone numbers on the note.
This was stuffed into Ichiro Kenike's hand when he shook hands with him just now.
What Wang Quan cares about is not the phone number, what he cares about is the sentence left on the note.
"One Zero Two Four, a good man's life will be safe"
This is not critical, Wang Quan is a decent man, and he has no idea what this sentence means.
But he still understands what each word means when separated. TV mobile terminal/
Yes, this sentence is written in Chinese.
Wang Quan was really interested now and pointed at Kenchi Ichiro.
In Wang Quan's opinion, this person was just a small leader of Section 6 of the Public Security Bureau. He had his own little ideas, but he was pretty good to his employees, and he was a little witty, but he was still treated as a tool by his superiors.
None of this originally had anything to do with Wang Quan.
But now it seems...it's worth knowing.
The main reason is to see how much this guy knows about himself.
Did you really guess something?
Wang Quan smiled slightly and continued to drink the tea he made with tea leaves, wolfberry, rock sugar and red dates.
After waiting for an hour, he called the other party.
The call was hung up within seconds.
After waiting for another half hour, the other party called back.
As soon as the call was connected, Ichiro Kenchi said directly: "Brother, I'm one of my own."
He spoke Chinese and was very fluent.
Wang Quan replied calmly, "Sorry, which dialect do you speak? I can't understand it."
He is also very fluent in Mandarin.
"..." The other party was silent for a few seconds, seemingly embarrassed.
Then he said: "Brother, no joke, can we meet in person?"
Wang Quan thought for a while and said, "Okay, send me the address."
"Well, brother, if you don't have LINE, download it first and let's add a friend."
Wang Quan grinned.
It seems that they are not exchanging email addresses. The anime has not kept up with the times.
He added the other party as a friend.
Kenchi Ichiro didn't waste any more words and just sent the address directly.
Forty minutes later, on the roof of a building in Akihabara——
"Sorry, I'm late."
Hearing Wang Quan's voice, Kenchi Ichiro, who had been waiting for half an hour, turned around and said, "No, I just arrived."
He took out Bao Qixing from his pocket and wanted to light it for Wang Quan.
Wang Quan waved his hand, took out Bao Dasu, smoked one and handed it to him.
Ichiro Kenchi felt like he had found a treasure. He clicked on it and took a sip, with tears in his eyes, "What the hell! Little Japan's mixed type is like blotting paper!"
This is "hometown cigarette"!
Wang Quan lit one himself and said with a smile: "What's going on with you? Are you undercover? It's really interesting that you guys are undercover. You all like to meet on the rooftop."
"That was my previous identity. I have been undercover for more than ten years." Ichiro Kenike's poker face is now full of bitterness, "It's just a mission."
After a pause, he suddenly said: "Brother, you are a 'Hell Walker', right? I have also watched "Infernal Affairs"."
Wang Quan raised his eyebrows, "The one who fell off?"
"Hey, I don't know if I am considered a dropout." Ichiro Kenchi was quite confused, "I came to this dungeon world with a few fellow travelers, but after I arrived, I didn't receive any mission instructions from 'Hell'.
, it’s just that the identity has been arranged in advance.”
He pointed to himself, "My identity here is indeed Japanese. Among the few travelers who came with me, some of them are in China, some are also Japanese, and there are also Europeans and South Americans.
“We didn’t know what the mission was or how difficult this world was, so we stayed like this for more than ten years.
"One after another, they all died because of strange encounters.
"There may be some who died at the hands of evil spirits, but evil spirits can devour people's sense of existence, so I don't know if there are any.
"Now, I am the only one left alive."
Wang Quan nodded, "Then you are quite lucky."
It seems that it's not that my watch is malfunctioning, but that all the hellwalkers who came to this world have suffered badly.
Could it be that the mythical creatures in this world are strictly guarded against the interference of "hell"?
"Hell" is a universe-level mythical creature, and the least it can block in its own world is a galaxy-level mythical creature.
But Wang Quan didn't feel it.
There must be mythical creatures in this world, but most of them are sleeping now, or they have died and have not been resurrected.
Those strange creatures only have fragments of the aura of mythical creatures.
However, Wang Quan is certain that their mythological auras all come from the same Him.
Wang Quan took a drag on his cigarette and asked, "How do you know I'm an outsider?"
"Hey, these locals can't tell, but I can definitely tell." Kenchi Ichiro smiled, "That night when we first met, I knew that you are not weird, brother, you must be a hellwalker.
"Because this time I was only given an identity and nothing else, everyone was blinded. Their reactions after arriving were actually the same."
Including the words he said when he came into contact with Mochizuki Rin later, they were actually all perfunctory tricks to deceive Mochizuki Rin. He saw that the power Mochizuki Rin used was similar to Wang Quan, and after checking in private, he found that Mochizuki Rin had not had this kind of power before.
, so it was determined that Wang Quan, who suddenly came here from China to be a teacher, should be the person that night.
He held his cigarette in his mouth and explained with a smile, "I was the one who deceived them. The top officials of this country are not kind. They deceive the group of spirit controllers to die every day, and then they secretly control other spirit controllers without telling them, even in private.
They didn't tell me any information they had.
"I just thought that you, boss, didn't show up at that time, and I thought you might think so too, so I just put on a show.
"This way I can get involved with you as an excuse to investigate your matter, and at the same time I don't have to be cannon fodder."
Wang Quan also smiled, "Okay, but you haven't thought about just living here?"
"No, if it's an ordinary world, that's all. This world with weird and evil spirits... I'm the only one in our group who's still alive."
Kenchi Ichiro's tone was low.
This guy is not bad... at least from Wang Quan's observation, he is a good person.
"Okay, let's talk about something serious." Wang Quan flicked the cigarette ashes and said, "You have been here for a long time. What have you discovered? I mean the essential ones, such as the origin of strange or resentful spirits.