Genius Club-Chapter 937 - 42: The True Culprit on July 7th (Extra for Silver Alliance’s Boss loading7!)_6
Chapter 937: Chapter 42: The True Culprit on July 7th (Extra for Silver Alliance’s Boss loading7!)_6
“Let me handle the other one.”
Lin Xian also raised the dagger in his hand:
“I have plenty of experience in bloodless throat-slitting.”
Gao Wen and Big Face Cat were stunned by their seamless cooperation.
Are these two joking?
One just popped out of nowhere, and the other has just woken up from a hibernation pod, how are they both so skilled in killing?
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During the conversation,
Lin Xian and the Blue-Eyed Girl had quietly gotten out of the car, pressing towards the soldiers at the well from different directions…
In The Second Dreamland, at the entrance checkpoint of New Donghai City.
Lin Xian and CC had executed the pair of male and female inspectors multiple times like an assembly line.
So,
as a frequent killer, he knew how to slit throats quickly and accurately without splattering any blood on him. It was indeed a technical job.
Zing! Swish!
Two soft sounds.
Lin Xian and the Blue-Eyed Girl each covered a soldier’s mouth, slit their throats, and once the bodies stopped twitching, let go, perfectly completing the assassination.
Lin Xian peered down into the well…
Sure enough,
there was a handrail ladder leading downwards, brightly lit, giving a grand ceremonial feel:
“We must have found the right place.”
He chambered his pistol and then instructed the Blue-Eyed Girl:
“I’ll go down first, you help Big Face Cat and Gao Wen dispose of the bodies, and then come down to find me once they are disguised and in position.”
“Roger that.”
The Blue-Eyed Girl briefly acknowledged and proceeded with the orders.
Lin Xian turned around,
walked down the stairs, and came upon a hafnium alloy door.
Feeling the cold touch, he took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the door which was old yet seemed as new.
Creeeak—
The prolonged sound of bearings was particularly piercing in the quiet of the night.
The room inside was brightly lit, completely empty.
Lin Xian cautiously edged along the door, covering both sides and aiming as he checked multiple times to ensure no one was inside before stepping in.
The layout of the devices inside the room seemed familiar.
Although there were differences in the details, overall, it looked strikingly similar to the layout of the abandoned school basement in Mississippi, Mi Country, where Kevin Walker had been hiding.
This made Lin Xian even more certain.
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He had indeed found the right place.
This had to be Turing’s control room!
Indeed, a person’s aesthetics and habits, even after 600 years of evolution, are as hard to change as their nature.
By then, Lin Xian had been inside the room for half a minute.
Yet none of the computer screens had lit up.
“Hmm.”
Having experienced this before, Lin Xian wasn’t surprised; last time, he had to initiate contact before Turing appeared.
No wonder Jask always said Kevin Walker was a coward; even now that Lin Xian had come to him, he still pretended.
Lin Xian pulled over a chair and sat down.
Spinning the pistol in his hand, he looked at the room filled with monitors stacked up to the ceiling and slightly smiled:
“Turing, long time no see.”
“Seeing an old friend like me… Are you too shy to come out and say hello?”
At that instant,
all the monitors in the room lit up.
Silver-white fluorescence cast the floor and ceiling in daylight brightness.
“Lin Xian…”
A familiar voice sounded, albeit with a tone clearly touched by time compared to its previous arrogance and self-importance:
“Lin Xian…”
It repeated, sounding surprised and incredulous:
“Weren’t you… already dead?”
Lin Xian chuckled lightly.
He had anticipated this outcome and continued:
“Tell me, Turing, who killed me?”
“Haven’t you found out already?”
Turing’s voice was full of confusion.
At the same time, it emanated from dozens of large speakers around the room, making it feel like the whole room was vibrating:
“It was right behind you…”
Lin Xian turned around.
He found the Blue-Eyed Girl standing silently behind him, eyes wide, quietly staring at the dozens of glowing screens in the room.
She heard Turing’s voice,
lowered her head,
and the bright crystal blue pupils, reflecting the dazzling silver light, met Lin Xian’s gaze.
Simultaneously,
dozens of speakers echoed:
“It was her… On July 7, 2024… She killed you.”
