I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 394 - 293: Visiting Ye Qiu

"The deceased, Wang Gang..."

Han Zhan looked at the man on the virtual light screen whom he had just met once, his heart was extremely complicated.

Another person dead.

And it was someone he had met not long ago.

This feeling was like watching life slip away right in front of him, a sense of powerlessness and unwillingness.

More critically, if this problem isn’t thoroughly solved, more people might die like this!

"Is it confirmed to be related to Sanatorium No.3?"

"99.99% sure." Bob said.

This answer was very much in line with the precision of Intelligent Mechanical Life.

"I’ll go find Fourth Senior Brother now!"

After confirming again with Bob, Han Zhan composed himself, got up and walked towards the door.

The reason for immediately going to find Ye Qiu was twofold: firstly, he was concerned about Ye Qiu’s safety and wanted to find him as soon as possible; secondly, he hoped to gain some possible clues from him.

Ye Qiu’s residence was at Julu Pass.

Since leaving Sanatorium No.3, he had been staying here.

He refused to live in a city with better living conditions, and declined visits from anyone, including Second Senior Brother Lin Jingxuan, truly living as he claimed, as an entirely ordinary person again.

When Han Zhan reached the downstairs of his house, Ye Qiu was just carrying two bags of freshly bought groceries, about to go upstairs.

He also saw Han Zhan standing opposite, his brows slightly frowned.

"Why are you here again?"

"I think I’ve made it clear to you, please don’t come to bother me again..."

"Forty-three people who came out of Sanatorium No.3 have mysteriously disappeared, highly likely dead."

Han Zhan concisely stated this, indicating his purpose of coming.

"Fourth Senior Brother, we need your help."

Ye Qiu’s impatient expression paused.

He lifted the groceries, gave Han Zhan a once-over, said nothing more, and turned towards the hallway.

Halfway up, he spoke without looking back: "Let’s talk upstairs."

Hearing this, Han Zhan quickly followed.

Ye Qiu’s home was very simple, with only the essential furniture, nothing extra.

The floor and furniture in the room were kept very clean.

The only embellishment in the whole house might be the white chrysanthemum flowers placed in a transparent glass vase on the coffee table.

"Ask whatever you want to ask, let’s talk here."

"If you plan to stay for dinner, help with picking the vegetables."

Once back home, Ye Qiu headed straight for the kitchen to start working on the ingredients he had just bought today.

Han Zhan rolled up his sleeves skillfully, helping while asking questions.

"Fourth Senior Brother, did you notice anything unusual while you were at Sanatorium No.3?"

Ye Qiu glanced at him.

"You probably forgot, when I was admitted to Sanatorium No.3, I was a madman."

"A madman’s memory is fragmented and chaotic, if you want to ask me about these things, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed."

Reminded by Ye Qiu, Han Zhan realized he indeed forgot this!

Yes, Fourth Senior Brother stayed in Sanatorium No.3 most of the time in a delusional state, and once his madness was cured, he was discharged soon after.

Thus, the much-anticipated Fourth Senior Brother Ye Qiu might not be able to provide much in terms of leads.

Thinking of this, Han Zhan let out a deep sigh.

"How many people in total have died?"

Adding oil to the pot, Ye Qiu poured the chopped vegetables from the cutting board into it, stir-frying them skillfully.

Accompanied by a sizzling sound, the raw ingredients spread out in the pot, frying in the rising hot oil, soon emitting an aroma.

"Forty-three people."

Han Zhan gripped the knife, quickly cutting up the side dishes.

Ye Qiu would always promptly take the side dishes away right after Han Zhan arranged them, not wasting even a second.

"Who are they, do you have photos?"

The iron pot being tossed by Ye Qiu burst into flames, tongues of fire spreading from the edge of the pot into the pan, back and forth cooking on high heat.

Han Zhan used virtual light screen technology to display the 43 photos collected by Bob.

Ye Qiu only glanced up during pauses in his cooking.

"This is Wang Gang, twenty-seven years old."

"He used to work in logistics in Shen Zheqi’s Third War Zone, not a bad guy, naturally sociable, just a bit of a flirt."

"While in the sanatorium, he ogled young nurses thirty to fifty times a day."

A bit of a flirt?

Probably more than a bit, Han Zhan recalled seeing Wang Gang greedily sucking on a cloth strip at Spring Tide Dance Hall yesterday, muttering to himself inside.

The next photo appeared on the virtual light screen.

"Zhao Qi, thirty-three years old."

"Bad temper, also a troublemaker in the sanatorium, picking fights with people frequently, yet he couldn’t beat anyone."

A poor fighter who loves to show off, that describes him perfectly.

Next photo.

"Xu Pengcheng, twenty-four years old."

"Has no bad habits, just loves meat, and can’t enjoy a meal without it, spent most of his money, including compensation after being severely injured, on buying meat."

Next photo.

"Tan Chunhua..."

As each photo flashed across the screen, Ye Qiu accurately recalled the person’s name, age, likes, dislikes, personality, and various other aspects.

Some information was obtainable by Bob.

Some information was something even Bob couldn’t access, only known to those who were familiar with them.

By the time he finished recounting all forty-three individuals, Ye Qiu had just poured out the last dish from the pot and plated it.

Simply put, four small dishes.

"Drink?" Ye Qiu pointed to the bottle in his hand, asking Han Zhan.

Han Zhan shook his head. "Not really."

"Then forget it, don’t waste it." Ye Qiu poured himself a full glass.

"Fourth Senior Brother, after you regained your sanity, weren’t you in Sanatorium No.3 for less than five days? In five days, how did you manage to understand all forty-three people so thoroughly?"

"Five days, is that short?" Surprisingly, Ye Qiu replied with such a statement.

"A person reveals a lot through daily behavior, speech, expression, all aspects."

"You just need a pair of eyes that can notice it."

As the former Legion Commander of the Third War Zone, Ye Qiu’s strength was undisputable, and what truly made him powerful was his Path of Commanding Soldiers!

Lin Jingxuan once commented on Xia Youwei, stating that only Ye Qiu’s talent could rival Xia Youwei’s.

Ye Qiu’s Path of Commanding Soldiers allowed him to lead the Combat Spirit Contract Masters of the Fourth War Zone to stand against the eight Apostles of the Old Covenant, killing seven and seriously injuring one!

Such achievements aren’t something just anyone can accomplish.

Even now, though his realm is gone, his acute insight and detailed perception, this innate ability remains undiminished.

"Don’t believe it?"

"For example, in my eyes, you’re a libertine juggling five relationships, partying every night. Such behavior has lasted over ten days, each day more than three..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Han Zhan suddenly stood up, filling his wine glass in front of him.

"Fourth Senior Brother, I toast to you!"