I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 395 - 294: Meng Xiaobei
The wine was half gone.
More than half of the dishes were eaten.
Han Zhan had asked nearly everything he wanted to.
As Ye Qiu said, he was almost completely in the dark about what happened at Sanatorium No.3 before.
But when it came to the information about the forty-three missing persons, he shared everything he knew, sparing no detail.
He finished the last sip of his drink and put the glass down.
"The wine has been drunk, the dishes have been eaten, and all the questions have been asked. You can leave now."
Ye Qiu issued an eviction order to Han Zhan.
"One last question."
Han Zhan said, standing up from his seat.
He fixed his gaze on Ye Qiu across from him, and asked, word by word, "Fourth Senior Brother, do you think this matter has anything to do with Meng Xiaobei?"
When Han Zhan asked this, Ye Qiu’s hand paused slightly as he set down his glass.
"Meng Xiaobei?"
It seemed to him quite surprising that this name came out of Han Zhan’s mouth, as Ye Qiu repeated it, shaking his head.
"Meng Xiaobei is an ambitious person, but he’s not a bad guy."
"Of course, if you don’t trust my judgment, you can investigate for yourself and confirm whether it’s accurate."
After saying this, Ye Qiu didn’t say more.
He stood up and began tidying the dishes in silence.
Han Zhan, seeing this, understood Ye Qiu’s intention to see him off. He cupped his hand in salute and turned to leave.
Not long after Han Zhan left,
Ye Qiu also finished washing the dishes. He walked out of the kitchen and called towards a dark corner of his bedroom, "You can come out now."
As soon as his words fell, a transparent ripple spread from the shadows throughout the room.
A figure wearing a black hood stepped out of the bedroom.
He pulled back his hood, revealing that he was indeed the Meng Xiaobei Han Zhan had mentioned earlier!
In his hand was an object resembling a watch, which should be the tool used for concealing himself.
"You should have heard our conversation just now."
"The authorities have started to suspect me. I knew it, my behavior at the amusement park that day was too obvious! Damn it!"
Meng Xiaobei cursed in frustration.
"But you still killed Wang Gang." Ye Qiu looked calmly at Meng Xiaobei.
He noticed Meng Xiaobei’s hand slightly curling, his staggered steps forming a defensive stance.
"If I said I didn’t kill Wang Gang, would you believe me?"
"I don’t believe you." Ye Qiu pointed to his own eyes, his meaning clear.
It’s one thing to deceive yourself, but don’t try to fool me.
"Alright then." Meng Xiaobei exhaled a heavy breath, "Let me put it this way: Wang Gang had to die. If he didn’t, it would have caused a lot of trouble. Do you believe that?"
After listening to what Meng Xiaobei said, Ye Qiu leisurely sat back in his seat.
He gestured for Meng Xiaobei to sit down as well.
Meng Xiaobei didn’t.
"I believe what you just said." To his surprise, Ye Qiu’s next words left Meng Xiaobei a bit stunned.
"You truly believe it?"
"I really believe it, more than believing you, I believe myself."
Ye Qiu poured himself a cup of freshly brewed tea, speaking mildly.
"As I just told Han Zhan, you’re an ambitious person, but you’re not a bad guy."
"No need to rush to thank me."
Seeing the excitement overflowing on Meng Xiaobei’s face, Ye Qiu raised his hand to stop him.
"Believing you doesn’t mean I’m willing to help you, and besides, with my current ability, I can’t do much to help you either."
"The fact is, you killed Wang Gang, you killed Zhao Qi, Tan Chunhua... you killed forty-three people, all of whom were from Sanatorium No.3."
"One more thing I didn’t tell Han Zhan is that these forty-three people all lived in the northern courtyard of Sanatorium No.3. The entire northern courtyard had forty-six people."
Forty-six people, except for the already dead forty-three.
The remaining three are Ye Qiu, Meng Xiaobei, and the only survivor, Zhao Hancheng!
"You can leave now too."
"I was originally planning to treat you to a meal today, but with this mess, the meal is off."
"I helped you this time, so the breakfast you were going to treat me to is written off."
Looking at the silent Meng Xiaobei, Ye Qiu waved his hand.
He picked up his teacup and sipped slowly.
The food today was a bit greasy, so he brewed a pot of strong tea.
The strong tea was quite bitter upon entering his mouth.
"Brother Ye Qiu, don’t you want to know why I had to kill them?"
"There’s no need."
Ye Qiu directly interrupted Meng Xiaobei’s words.
"If you don’t tell me, I can pretend I don’t know. I haven’t deceived anyone."
"If you tell me, I won’t be able to sit here and drink tea as calmly as if nothing’s happened."
"I’ve already said, whether I believe you or not isn’t important. What’s important is how you make the Great Xia authorities believe you."
Meng Xiaobei understood Ye Qiu’s meaning.
He nodded, bowed respectfully to Ye Qiu, then turned and walked away into the night.
"When you come to kill me, remember to give me a heads up."
"So I can prepare a sufficiently lavish ’last meal’ for myself."
Ye Qiu’s words came from behind, causing Meng Xiaobei’s steps to pause.
After a pause, he quickened his pace, swiftly blending into the night’s darkness and disappearing.
...
The watch on Meng Xiaobei’s wrist, called the "Nightwalker", is an antique.
Its function is simple but useful, allowing everything covered by the Nightwalker’s range to enter a "Night Travel" state.
In Night Travel state, it’s impossible to be detected normally.
It’s a method used to evade Celestial Net’s monitoring.
It also has a certain effect on Lin Jingxuan’s Heaven and Earth Array.
To this day, Meng Xiaobei still doesn’t know what grade this antique watch exists as a tool.
Lost in thought, he moved through the night, everything around shrouded in black, like draped in a dark veil, becoming obscured and unclear.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly blocked his path.
Not only that, at the instant the figure appeared, an enormous pressure assaulted Meng Xiaobei, forcing him out of his special Night Travel state!
Meng Xiaobei staggered, his form revealing on the street.
Opposite him, Han Zhan silently withdrew the Nuwa Stone radiating with the Divine Artifact’s brilliance.
"Hiding here and there, do you really think that the same thing can work on me twice?"
Han Zhan looked coldly at Meng Xiaobei, especially at the watch he wore.
Back at the Spring Tide Dance Hall, he had already sensed the presence of a special tool that blocked perception, though he hadn’t pinpointed its exact location.
Now encountering it again, there was no way he’d let it escape.
"You’ve known about me for a while?" Meng Xiaobei’s expression darkened.
"Otherwise, you wouldn’t just wait here specifically for me to walk into a trap!"
"That’s right." Han Zhan slowly drew the Moonlight Longsword, twirling it with a flourish.
