Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 75 Mechanical Components
"There are a lot of acquaintances here..."

As Song Chushi stepped out of the cake shop, he was met with the cold gazes of the people carrying suitcases, as well as the countless gun barrels hidden behind armored vehicles and on the rooftops of various buildings.

The street has been cleared out, and the entire middle section is now empty.

The sharp killing intent was almost like a blade scraping against people's faces, but under so many eyes, he did not panic at all. Instead, he faced the crowd, nodded slightly, and even had a smile on his face.

But outside the cake shop, the countless cold gazes only increased vigilance, and no one responded.

Song Chu didn't mind, his expression remained normal. He picked up his suitcase and turned to walk in one direction, but suddenly heard a shout from the crowd:
"stop!"

"..."

Song Chushi obediently stopped and turned around. All he saw were countless searchlights shining on him. Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for a normal person to even open their eyes, let alone see the figures behind the searchlights.

But Song Chushi merely narrowed his eyes, and all the searchlights suddenly dimmed. He smiled and said, "Mr. Hong, what can I do for you?"

The woman who had spoken earlier spoke in a cold voice, asking, "What brings you to Qinggang?"

Song Chushi laughed and said, "The food outside is not good. Let's come into the city and have a bowl of wontons."

"Mr. Song!"

The woman's voice suddenly interrupted him, saying in a deep voice, "Qinggang is not a place you can come and go as you please. Right now, at least a hundred guns are pointed at you, and twenty investigators are watching you. Please give us the most basic respect."

"What exactly is your purpose in coming to Qinggang?"

"..."

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

As if to confirm her words, a series of gun bolts were suddenly pulled back in the darkness, and in the places where the light could not reach, several flashes of lightning suddenly appeared, indicating that countless investigators had taken up their weapons and unleashed their hostility.

“I told you I came to Qinggang just to eat a bowl of wontons, but you don’t believe me.”

Facing the overwhelming hostility, Song Chu smiled, his expression gradually turning cold: "If I were to reveal the issues I truly care about, would any of you dare to discuss them with me face to face?"

His voice was still quite polite, but this question immediately caused the person who asked the question to change his expression and not dare to answer.

After Song Chushi suppressed his smile, he no longer cared and simply swept his gaze coldly over.

With so many people in front of them, it would be impossible to see clearly, but for some reason, when his gaze swept over them, countless people's hearts pounded wildly, and they subconsciously looked away, not daring to meet his eyes.

"If you ask, I will answer you."

Song Chu slowly began to speak: "I returned to Qinggang to see if it's still the same as before."

"Or perhaps, it's gotten even worse?"

He couldn't continue, so he just shook his head slightly and said softly, "Tell Mr. Number 5 that even I can't stop Qinggang now, so how can I stop those things that are coming to reality?"

"As for your words..."

He stopped, his gaze sweeping across the room, and slowly said, "I'm leaving now. Of your hundred guns and twenty investigators, does anyone dare to make a move?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion erupted in the area covered by countless shadows.

Countless people's expressions darkened. Having their faces so arrogantly spoken to, which investigator, who was known for his pride and arrogance, would feel comfortable?
Meanwhile, the man in the red trench coat also turned grim.

She subconsciously looked up, her gaze seemingly piercing through the night to the tallest building in Qinggang City.

It was a building where no lights were on except for the top floor, making it seem like a ghost hidden in the city, and the top floor like an eye floating in the sky above the city.

The orders I received did not include the option of engaging in combat.

And this person has already provoked us so much, yet the people in that building haven't reacted at all?

Across from them, Song Chushi remained silent. His gaze seemed to drift towards the building, and he appeared disappointed to have not noticed anything unusual.

I waited a second, then two seconds.

Everyone was observing and watching, as if some invisible pressure was tormenting them. On a distant high-rise building, someone was following him with a sniper rifle, but the order from his superiors was delayed. The sniper's palms were already soaked with cold sweat.

In the shadows, there was also an investigator staring at Song Chushi, his hand tightly gripping a stun gun. Suddenly, a surge of heat rushed to his mind, and his lips moved involuntarily, as if he were about to chant some kind of incantation.

But just as he was about to utter the incantation, he suddenly saw a massive shadow rising like a tidal wave, as if an endless darkness had appeared before him, as if an enormous hand was reaching out to grab his face.

His heart suddenly clenched violently, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Those around him, unaware of what had happened, rushed over to check on him and snatched the dangerous, mysterious sword from his hand.

She felt a little contemptuous: "Coward, she was scared unconscious after just one glance at that person from afar?"

The commotion in that corner didn't attract much attention from those in front; they simply remained rooted to the spot, staring intently at Song Chushi.

Song Chushi, carrying a suitcase, seemed to be waiting for something. His pace neither slowed nor quickened, but even as he reached the alleyway, no one made a move. He sighed softly, stopped waiting, and calmly turned and walked into the alleyway next to the hotel.

On his face, however, an indescribable sense of disappointment flashed across his expression: 'Has this transformation made this guy smarter?'

I wanted to buy you some time, but now it seems I can't...

'...'

Just as his figure was completely swallowed by the shadows of the alley, a voice that could not be heard by others reached Han Su's ears in the cake shop:

"Half a month!"

"His transformation this time was so successful that even I've started to feel fear towards him..."

"..."

"Half a month?"

When Song Chushi's words reached his ears, the frozen and stagnant feeling around Han Su suddenly dissipated completely, and his somewhat affected thoughts began to function again.

Before she could even rejoice at the sacrifice of the strange bird beside her and regain her complete mental freedom, the first thing she remembered was Song Chushi's words.

'That monster can complete its transformation in just half a month?'

"Song Chu said it had always been watching me, so back then, no matter what I was looking for, I couldn't find it. This world before me was unbelievably rational, as if everyone else was so bound by principles, and I was the only one who was crazy..."

'Will this invisible distortion befall me again in another two weeks?'

'No wonder Zhang Chiguo guessed I'd be targeted after joining the Disaster Management Bureau, but so far, the anticipated targeting hasn't materialized. Is it because it's undergoing a transformation?'

'...'

A feeling of tension welled up inside him, and he took a deep breath, remembering something else Song Chu had told him: 'The Crystal Skull, the mechanical artifact it's looking for…'

He had initially thought his memory was hazy, but Song Chushi mentioned that all the kidnapped children should remember this machine.

These words suddenly triggered a long-dormant memory in his mind.

He thought about it.

In the Crystal Skull's memory, he saw his goal: to find some kind of mechanical part. Both the photograph and the tone of their conversation felt strangely familiar.

Now, he finally remembered.

I've seen that photo before, and I've heard similar discussions.

But not in reality, but ten years ago.

Ten years ago, before the kidnapping, I saw this photo because it was on a flyer.

The reason why the children in their class rode the bus together to the science museum was because the museum was exhibiting some new technologies, including this newly unearthed mechanical part, and the photos used were all the same.

That's why, when we returned to the castle, we still heard children asking, thinking that the big machine the teacher had mentioned was inside the castle.

The reason I didn't think of it immediately was because every time I went back, it started from the castle, and every time the flash occurred, it meant a ten-year interval. I hadn't seen that flyer in far too long.

Why are we looking for the Crystal Skull?

……

……

Only after Song Chushi's figure completely disappeared into the alley did the woman in the red trench coat give the order with an icy expression. Finally, fully armed men, guns in hand, slowly advanced into the alley.

But as they approached and the flashlight beams shone into the alley, everyone froze on the spot.

The alley was very shallow, only seven or eight meters long, and you could see the end at a glance, but the alley was empty, and there wasn't a single person in sight.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless.

Behind the crowd, the woman in the red trench coat looked at the empty alleyway with a hint of anger, but those who knew her knew that at that moment, she let out a soft sigh of relief, seemingly much more relaxed.

"Hey……"

But just as they were each harboring some strange thoughts, waiting for the next instruction, and the street was deathly silent, a voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone was startled and turned to look, only to see another figure emerge from the cake shop, holding up something in his hand:
"Seniors, I just found something. Can any of you come and take a look?"

(End of this chapter)