Artifact Report

Chapter 204: Chase, Chatterbox, Chase Monroe

"Why, do you really think I'll let him fall completely into the trap?"

Chai Si squatted on the ground at the door, like a giant spider that had to curl up its long legs.

The back alley still had the same sensor light, but he gradually felt his eyes and ears become sharper, and the corners of his vision began to glow lightly.

...This feels good.

It was as if fate suddenly showed consideration for him and was willing to be humble and obey him for once.

The more he looked at the scene, the more ridiculous it seemed to him. Even when he was speaking, he was interrupted by his own laughter several times: "...I waited so long for you to send me someone, how can I let it go to waste?"

If someone saw this now, they would probably think that Chai Si was killing someone and dismembering the body.

He knelt on one knee, leaned forward slightly, and stretched his arms outward - but he didn't dare stretch them completely out into the night outside the door.

In Chai Si's hands, he was tightly grasping a pair of men's calves.

The man's calf was motionless, his trouser legs were rolled up, revealing thick leg hair and black socks underneath; looking up along the calf, past the knee, to the middle of the thigh, suddenly there was only air.

There was no blood, no wound, only a smooth and even cutting line, and you couldn't see what the cross section looked like.

On one side of the dividing line is the alley in the dark, and on the other side is Chai Si who can't help laughing and dares not let go.

When the man was knocked over and pushed into the alley outside, he naturally struggled, his hands spinning like windmills, trying to grab the door frame.

At that time, Chai Si decided to help him and kicked him on the butt. When the man's feet left the ground, he was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He bent down and grabbed the man's calf in his hand and pulled it back, just enough to make most of the man fall into the trap, leaving only half of his legs outside.

Fortunately, he has big hands.

"Can you hear me through this square thing?"

Chai Si asked, not expecting an answer. "I wonder what it looks like from your perspective...his upper body was disassembled, right? Can he still be alive if only half of it is disassembled? Oh, are you wondering why I left him with his legs? The reason is, of course—"

He paused.

Chai Si vaguely suspected that it was the side effects of amphetamines that made him talk more.

Why are you so willing to share?

Of course there was a reason for leaving the man with a pair of legs, but there was no need to say it out loud - although there was a square trap between them, the other party might not be able to hear clearly.

He had originally thought that the square trap was right next to the door.

If you don't stick your head out, you can't see the doors on both sides; plus the doors open outwards, so the closer you are to the door, the more the raindrops are disturbed, making it difficult to judge how far the trap is from the door by the rain.

But with the person sent by the assassin, everything became clear: the man's thigh was lying half a step away from the door, and everything above the thigh was missing - it was equivalent to using the disappearing body to draw the boundary of a trap for Chai Si.

...So the trap started from there. Chai Si looked at that piece of ground and secretly estimated in his mind.

Just like when parking, people may not be able to park the car steadily in the center of the front and rear cars; when the square image is started, the position is only half a step away from the door, which is already a very high accuracy.

A narrow distance may seem useless and meaningless to others, right?

The bar door was recessed into the wall; that is, there was some distance between the trap and the door, but the trap was almost completely attached to the wall, not even enough for someone to squeeze out sideways against the wall. If you could only squeeze between the door and the trap, even if you could barely stand, what could you do?

But... of all things in the world, the hardest thing is to open the door.

Chai Si has now seen the ray of light leaking out of the exit, he just needs to think about it again.

Taking medicine without thinking was a terrible thing. Before he knew it, he found himself speaking again: "...If his upper body is cut into pieces, then he will die."

Those legs hadn't moved for a while; he let go, but his legs and feet, still numb, fell to the ground, and his ankles turned limply.

He placed a hand behind the man's knee, feeling it for a moment.

"But your artifact is quite impressive... His popliteal artery is still beating." Chai Si raised his head, gazing out at the dim alleyway where raindrops drifted outside, and whispered, "The upper body should have been disassembled... So, isn't 'disassembly' a threat to life?"

Han Liuyue was thrown out as she was. It turned out that it was not because she was no longer human and could not be killed, but because after being "disassembled", people can still be reassembled?

In other words, it is possible that Jin Xueli is still alive?

Fortunately, he controlled himself in time and did not say this out loud.

Chai Si wanted to save someone who had nothing to do with the Kai family - as long as he didn't say it himself, probably no one in the world would have thought of it, and no one would have believed it.

"This thing isn't fatal in one blow, yet you still went to great lengths to get me to step in..."

No doubt, it was to get the "rumors" out of his mouth.

The special way "rumors" are delivered means that they cannot be taken away by ordinary means.

He didn't know how the bodyguard Ivan got it, but it was impossible to dig out "rumors" from the mouth of a dead man who couldn't speak.

The "rumor" seemed to sense him from his thoughts, and it slipped out of his mouth at the perfect moment, forming a bump on his cheek before falling back.

"Putting a trap on the door, opening it, and waiting for me to walk in is indeed a feasible solution. However, after I saw through the trap, you chose to use the idea of ​​an idiot who couldn't even drink water and had someone push me in from behind... This is quite interesting."

When Han Liuyue was thrown across the alley, he could see clearly that the square trap was a little distance away from the opposite wall, enough for a person to stand.

Even if the square trap only accepts living people, if the assassin stands opposite and shoots him in the leg, then no matter whether he falls forward or backward, Chai Si will not be able to escape the fate of being dismantled in the end, right?

There should be only one reason for not shooting from the opposite side, and that is that you can't shoot from the opposite side.

Why can't we shoot from the opposite side?
Can't raindrops also pass through the square trap?
The phone vibrated, Chai Si glanced at the screen and found that it was Han Liuyue calling; after thinking about it, he chuckled softly.

Chai Si hung up the phone.

"My first guess... you're worried that I have a gun and that the bullets I fire will be thrown out like Han Liuyue's, forming a cloud of stray bullets and killing you. This guess, at first glance, makes sense."

But after Han Liuyue defected, the assassin should have known that he had no weapons on him.

"The second conjecture... requires a bit of fantasy, breaking away from the constraints of reality."

On the side facing him, a line of words flashed across his face:

"Input character command error; Error reason: Not fully human"

When he first saw it, Chai Si's attention was all focused on the "non-complete human" - this was indeed inevitable - but now he realized that the focus should actually be on something else.

"enter".

These two words are very interesting.

There is input...but is there an output?

Thinking about it this way... Han Liuyue entered from this side and didn't exit from the other side, but was thrown out from the opposite side.

Is the side that throws her out the corresponding "output" side?
Is it possible that the reason for not shooting at him from the opposite side is that it is impossible to input anything into the "output side"?

If his speculation is correct, then the upward side that the raindrops touch when falling should also be the "input side".

Input surface, output surface, cube, Vesile.

Chase chuckled softly.

"...I think I know what the artifact in your hand is."

　I had rekindled my maternal love for Chai Si yesterday, but it got stuck again today. I'm so exhausted, so I'll just take the scolding.

　　I've been living with my days and nights reversed lately, and I'm like a zombie every day... I'll keep it short. After all, every word is exchanged for my life, and even an 18-year-old can't stand it. Let's take it slow and steady.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)