58: The Evil Omen Must Die (Part 4)_1
Su Gao’s words were as sparse as ever, and seeing that Fu Qian was deep in thought, she maintained her silence and did not speak further.
The two Night Watchmen had already stopped by the home of the decapitated woman for an investigation, leaving only the two of them in the car.
Fu Qian took note of the scenery outside.
It must be said that the place was still quite picturesque, with ancient-style buildings, bustling crowds, and leisurely strolls in the warm sunshine.
It was hard to imagine any disaster befalling them.
They were on their way to the Night Watchmen Base in Xi Yuan City.
Su Gao had just mentioned that the Night Watchmen Base here had some information about “Evil Omens,” and suggested that Fu Qian might want to take a look.
Naturally, Fu Qian was more than eager to do so.
As the world’s most deserving first organization, getting some information about targets from the Night Watchmen would be great for him.
Unable to come up with any leads about the disaster, Fu Qian refocused his attention on Su Gao.
Curved Sword resting on her lap, Su Gao sat quietly, and one could hardly sense the presence of a living person in her.
Less than a third of the flesh on her face was real, the rest was exposed bone as white as porcelain, almost making her appear like a dilapidated life-sized doll.
But Fu Qian knew very well that compared to last time, her strength had increased by more than just a little bit.
It was difficult to imagine what had happened in between.
Executioner Yan, such a title sounded murderous and suggested a high status within the Night Watchmen organization.
It seemed to be the role of a Hunter, not limited by location, pursuing criminals everywhere.
According to Su Gao, she had applied to join this special division after the last incident.
The impact of that incident on her was surely not as trivial as she had described.
However, since she did not bring it up herself, Fu Qian would not ask.
“So now you’re like a Hunter, specifically pursuing targets that are on the Night Watchmen’s list?”
“Yes,”
Su Gao lowered her eyes and nodded lightly.
“It feels like… I am more suited for this kind of work.”
This kind of work? Hunting?
Then you truly are among the top experts!
Fu Qian touched his chest, forgoing other aspects, the girl’s knife skills were remarkably ferocious.
Of course, this was undoubtedly a good thing for him.
A powerful teammate of at least Middle Tier, and even a member of a special operations department, was perfectly suited for the task at hand.
During their conversation, they had already reached the Night Watchmen Base of Xi Yuan City.
Unlike the grand and imposing building of Qi Xue and his team, this place appeared much more modest.
An old, dark-red, three-story building, which from the outside looked quite old.
“Executioner Yan, how is the situation?”
No sooner had they entered than someone came out to meet them.
The man appeared to be in his forties, with slightly graying temples and very casual clothes.
The newcomer seemed surprised to see Fu Qian, puzzled how an extra person had come back from the trip.
Thus, his gaze turned to Su Gao, hoping she would explain.
“It was definitely done by a Transcendent, but we can’t confirm yet if it’s the Evil Omen.”
Su Gao nodded.
“Captain Qiao, please help me get the information on the Evil Omen.”
The captain? So this person was the person in charge of Xi Yuan City?
Fu Qian sized up this Captain Qiao before him, who indeed seemed a notch stronger than Lu Jun and the others, probably around Seventh Phase.
Xi Yuan City was not large, but no matter what, the staffing of the Night Watchmen here seemed excessively meager.
Hearing that Su Gao wanted to see the Evil Omen files again, Captain Qiao clearly showed some confusion.
After hesitating for a moment, he still mustered the courage to address Fu Qian.
“This is…?”
“This is Mr. Fu.”
Without waiting for Fu Qian to respond, Su Gao immediately said.
And then what?
Captain Qiao looked expectantly at Su Gao for a few seconds, hoping she would say more, but unfortunately, she seemed to be sparing with words, just looking at him.