Artifact Report

Chapter 211: Switching Perspectives: History That Was Once Touched

After she hung up, Dylan turned and glanced at Brianna.

He wasn't familiar with Brianna, so even if he wanted to talk, he couldn't bring himself to speak. After thinking for a few seconds, he finally coughed and said, "Excuse me... this isn't a safe thing to do."

"What?" Brianna was brought out of her thoughts.

"The property security company you just called...their information is public. With a quick search, you can find out what they're responsible for."

Dylan watched the rain streaking down the front window, revealing a new night road, which was then quickly blurred by silvery white rain. "If the people chasing you find them, our destination will be exposed."

“Yeah,” Brianna murmured, “It’s a possibility.”

"It's quite possible," Dylan reminded him. "If it were me, even if I knew the target was temporarily hiding somewhere unrelated to the Wei Group—like hiding on a boat at the dock—I would still check all of the Wei Group's territories first to ensure I didn't miss any possibilities."

He was probably secretly reminding her how to hide safely at the moment; but this gave Brianna an idea.

"Suppose you were the tracker and you actually found out my destination from the property management company, what would you think?"

"What would I think?"

Dylan hadn't expected her to ask that question, and he tapped the steering wheel lightly. "Considering the time difference between us isn't that big, I should have given chase at full speed the first moment."

After a pause, he added, "I'll also be ready with firepower."

"Oh?"

"You left so many hiding places behind, yet you still risked being discovered and went to the Wei Group's territory... I would definitely assume that you had high-level security in that building and that you had support there. If you have support, you're bound to open fire."

Brianna nodded.

...Would Shibashi think so too?
Probably.

If he thought the fighting might have taken place near the building...

***
"...Brother Shibashi."

Ever since she was infected, Han Liuyue has always looked unpleasant to look at, but at this moment, the back seat where she was sitting had become a small mobile ghost cave.

Not to mention that Jin Xueli had pressed her face against the car window, shrinking to only half her usual size, even Tian Xi couldn't help but adjust his seat, quietly moving forward a little, and curling up to drive.

"My face hurts so much, Brother Chai Si." Han Liuyue said softly.

After the window glass was lowered, the wind blew the raindrops, which fell on Chai Si's face and body like tiny ice knives.

He retracted the gun from the window, took a deep breath, turned around and said to Han Liuyue: "...Give me another piece."

Han Liuyue raised her head. Her snow-white face was dotted with unevenly shaped black holes and gaps. Her bright red mouth floated in a dark mass, and her cheeks and chin on both sides had completely disappeared.

The upper half is a cracked and chipped solidified energy surface, and the lower half is a dark abyss with red lips floating on it.

Whenever she spoke, countless tiny tentacle-like things would roll and float out from the dark abyss, as if they were trying to drill into the human world from a cloud of black fog - they slid along the edge of people's vision, and once you looked closely, they would retract and disappear.

"You've already taken a lot," Han Liuyue calmly pointed out. "If my face gets any less, it won't even be considered a face anymore."

"Is your original face still a face?" Jin Xueli's tone sounded as if she was speaking up for all the faces in the world.

"Then you should get your dignity back." Chai Si said calmly, "Is it because you're driving too fast and can't catch up? Tianxi, drive slower."

Han Liuyue sighed in a very human way.

"It's like you can milk a cow and turn it into beef jerky. There's nothing you can't use without Chai Si-gei," she complained, clearly using Han Liuyue's past vocabulary. "I thought you'd have had enough fun... Oh, I get it. Wait a minute."

Chase leaned back in his seat and put the gun back on his knees.

A few seconds later, in the slanting dark rain outside the car window, a large group of small white fragments appeared, moving up and down, like hard butterflies with countless antennae. Tianxi took a glance and slowed down the car again. The group of fragments seemed to be lively as if they were going home. They turned around and drilled in through the car window, rushing straight towards Han Liuyue.

"...You may not understand, but as a normal person, I feel really uncomfortable right now." Jin Xueli murmured.

***
There is a must-go route from the main urban area to the Central Bay Island, which is the cross-sea bridge connecting the two.

I guess Chai Si and I are rushing towards the cross-sea bridge now?
She had already seen the silver-white bridge standing tall in the night. Was Chai Si following closely behind?

Brianna rolled down the car window, and the cool raindrops hit her skin in dense, fine drops; soon, it soaked her face and hair.

She squinted her eyes and stretched out her hand to wipe the rain off her face, but the skin of her palm suddenly scratched the stubble that had appeared out of nowhere, making a rustling sound - she immediately put her hand down, and her stomach involuntarily tightened and spasmed a few times.

…No matter how much time has passed, there are always details that a woman would never think of, which prick her like a needle.

“It’s not safe to open the window,” Dylan said.

"Yeah," she replied, "I know. I'm just taking a breath."

She really wanted to say that she was actually very nervous and her palms were sweating.

Even after replaying everything in her mind several times, she still felt an inexplicable fear, even vaguely hoping that time would stop moving forward, that Chai Si would not catch up - but this feeling, over and over again, she had no one to talk to. There was no one in the world who would listen to her anymore.

"There are fewer cars at night,"

Dylan still didn't give up. "Even if they don't know which car you're in, if you open the window, your face might still be seen."

It was late at night, around three in the morning. Traffic on the road had become sparse, but cars still sped past from time to time. The cars traveling together under the same night sky were indifferent to them, dragging a vague red glow through the mist, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Brianna didn't know why the others were still on the road at this time, and where they were driving to.

Fortunately, in this metropolis of millions of people, the roads are never quiet and empty - otherwise, when Chase caught up and found that there was only this one car in front and behind, even a fool would know that the person in the car must be George Green.

In addition, the security captain was very generous to her and sent a car from the fleet that Vesile used during his lifetime; all the windows were painted black to make it bulletproof. As long as the windows were closed, even if Chai Si passed by, he would not know who was in the car.

Now was no time to wallow in self-pity, she thought.

People always have to look forward.

In order to free herself from this situation where she is neither human nor ghost, and to rid the world of all the nightmare-like illusions, she must take back the rumors, seize the keys, and take all seven goals into her hands one by one.

Only those who rule the nest have the right to close it.

“Then I’ll leave a gap,” Brianna said, her hands clutching her pants tightly. “I always feel a little choked up.”

***
The cross-sea bridge can be seen in the distance.

The car that Chai Si and his group were riding in was speeding along the long road along the seaside towards the cross-sea bridge.

On one side of the car is a dark and sleepy street, where graffiti, trails, and tourists all disappear into the night along with the sunlight; on the other side is the vast sea that suddenly stretches out under the low rain clouds.

Under the distant night sky, above the straight bridge, tens of thousands of steel cables were dyed into countless silver-white threads by the street lights, as if they were the skirts of a god spread out in mid-air.

The car window was open, and the cold wind and rain kept hitting Chai Si's face; he was only wearing a Tianxi coat, and his neck and chest were covered with raindrops.

He wiped the rain off his face and asked, "...How far is it?"

"After crossing the bridge, it only takes ten minutes to get there." Tian Xi thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Chai Si, do you think that kid has reached the building yet?"

"I don't know either." Chase replaced the magazine in his pistol and said, "From here to our destination, he could be anywhere along the way."

"I wonder what kind of car he was riding in..." Tianxi clicked his tongue with a bit of regret.

Chai Si leaned forward, glanced ahead between the windshield wipers, and ordered, "Slow down."

"Yes."

"You agreed without even asking why? You're so easy to talk to." Jin Xueli interrupted from the back seat.

Tianxi remembered Chai Si's instructions and just said "hmm" vaguely.

But Jin Xueli was not sent away this time.

She leaned forward, too, her head poking between the front seats, and asked one question after another: "Shouldn't we have caught up with him sooner? Why slow down? What if he runs upstairs and locks himself up? How will you get to him? And what are you looking at?"

...It's just like opening a floodgate to release a flood. It must have been held back.

Chai Si thought about it, but before he could answer, he heard her suddenly scream, "Ah!"

She leaned forward, her entire upper body sticking out. One hand rested firmly on Chai Si's shoulder, and the other pointed at the road ahead. She was so excited that she could only utter single words: "That!"

"what?"

"That car!" Jin Xueli said, patting him several times. "Did you see it? The one about to get on the bridge?"

Chai Si looked in the direction she pointed and his eyes fell on a black SUV that had just turned in front.

His heart suddenly moved.

When he asked, he had already vaguely guessed the answer: "What happened to that car?"

"That SUV belongs to Vesile,"

Jin Xueli finally managed to organize her words and said, "I've seen the Vesile team, and I've seen it many times, repeatedly and up close. All the cars in his team are the same model and look the same. The one in the front is 100% a Vesile car!"

　Hey, rubbing my hands, there was such a foreshadowing hidden in the plot between Jin Xueli and Anthony. I waited for almost 200 chapters to use it.

　　Speaking of holding back, I'm only one chapter away from finishing the Silver extra-chapter, hehehehe, the true appearance of the game copy that I designed for the online fraud attacker/Silver lady will be revealed soon, hehehehe, the fly is rubbing his hands vigorously.

　　PS: The thanks chapter seems to be more popular than the main text? ?

　　
　
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