Chapter 109: Molly

"Wait a moment." Luo Qi's gaze landed on the human body beneath the giant doll's feet, and he wiped the sweat from his face. "What's going on with him? The man who was slashing people, even with adrenaline pumping, was actually very weak. How could he have pushed such a grown man over a railing more than a meter high? No, I saw his hand move; he isn't dead yet. Wait for me a moment."

Luo Qi wanted to walk over there as soon as he finished speaking, but Du Zhengyi reached out and grabbed him. "No."

"It'll be quick, the police won't notice, you wait for me here!" Luo Qi said stubbornly, in a tone that brooked no argument, but he was easily dragged back between the two pillars, unable to fight or break free. He turned his head to look at Du Zhengyi with a mournful expression, changing his strategy in a second.

"No, if you're my partner, you have to listen to me." Du Zhengyi didn't buy it, threatening him in a low voice, "Otherwise, you can go live in Mahjong's nursery for the rest of your life!"

Luo Qi gave him a look with his lower lip tucked over his upper lip.

"In this kind of situation, act more maturely for me." Du Zhengyi said sternly, "He isn't dead yet, but he could die at any moment. If his Yajian dissipates while your Yajian is connected to his, then your Yajian might also fall into a state of being lost. At that point, you would be a vegetable."

"Then aren't you curious..." Luo Qi was halfway through his sentence when he automatically silenced himself under Du Zhengyi's glare.

Du Zhengyi raised his hand and tapped his own temple with two fingers. "Use your brain. If you think you have boundless divine power and abandon your brain, then the next second you'll be killed by someone. Look at these humans around you; they all survive by relying on their IQ. If you abandon your IQ, then what difference is there between you and a tiger or a lion? A human without divine power can also find a way to destroy you."

Luo Qi pouted uncomfortably. These words sounded very familiar; they were originally things he often said in the past to mock those arrogant Mages with outstanding abilities. He had always prided himself on being a Mage who survived by relying on his wits, but he hadn't expected that one day, after obtaining a real magic wand, he would end up with this same attitude. He looked at Du Zhengyi and realized that one had to watch Du Zhengyi for a long time to understand what a calm core of logic was wrapped beneath his arrogant exterior. He felt a bit ashamed for a moment; didn't this mean he was just a nouveau riche? Du Zhengyi was the true aristocrat.

Just then, a large group of police officers surged into the entrance of the Shang, splitting into three teams at the door. Two groups headed toward the escalators on the left and right, while one team went straight ahead, rushing toward the giant Molly doll directly opposite the entrance. That corpse was right at Molly's feet.

Du Zhengyi and Luo Qi were standing between two pillars not far from the west escalator at the entrance. The security guards at the door were explaining the situation to the police, and some other police officers were helping shoppers who had suffered minor injuries and walked down the stairs themselves. For a moment, no one noticed the two people behind the pillars, and they both looked toward the police officers who were examining the corpse.

Du Zhengyi said in a low voice, "First, use your brain to think. Judging from the timing, the possibility of him having clashed with the thug is very low. When I went upstairs, the thug only had time to attack one shop, and he prioritized easier targets like women and children; his criminal intent was to kill or injure as many people as possible. Furthermore, the weapon he used was a knife. If he had a conflict with this man upstairs, the thug should have aimed to cut him down. Why would he stop and spend so much effort to flip him over a railing at least 1.2 meters high and throw him downstairs? Observe that man now; although we can't get close to check carefully, you can tell from here that his clothes are neat, and it seems there was no struggle. You saw that thug upstairs too; he didn't have any struggle wounds on him either."

"Then..." Luo Qi just started to speak, then closed his mouth, faintly guessing the possibility.

"Think about it. They chose someone who had an innate problem, heightened his neural excitement to give him the courage and energy to act, and gave him a severe psychological suggestion to make him complete the terrorist attack." Du Zhengyi said thoughtfully, "But the most important point is, Guan Yushan received information before he died, knowing the location where something was going to happen. So much time has passed, why didn't it happen sooner or later, but exactly when we arrived? This must be someone doing it on purpose. Since they had to pull the trigger at this specific time, what if it misfired? The person planning behind the scenes seems to be a very dramatic person; if the performance isn't successful, they won't be satisfied. Think from another perspective: if it were us trying to pull this off, I would definitely prepare at least two candidates."

Luo Qi couldn't help but shiver. "So the one lying on the ground is the unsuccessful one?"

Actually, there was no need for Du Zhengyi to explain further; he already understood that Du Zhengyi's speculation was correct, but the situation here was too cold, and he found it hard to bear.

"Only action can resolve the deadlock and pain in the brain, but he probably chose suicide." Du Zhengyi said coldly.

Luo Qi had nothing to say. He looked at that giant doll; this thing wasn't cute at all when magnified. The Molly doll with yellow hair, green eyes, and a dull expression looked like a fierce idol, and the human lying silently at her feet was like a sacrifice offered to an evil god.

He was quite uncomfortable being stimulated by this imagery. Du Zhengyi suddenly reached out and grabbed him, saying in a low voice, "Pretend to be a bit weaker. The police have noticed us. I'll support you, and we'll walk toward the door."

Actually, Luo Qi didn't need to pretend at all. The wave of dizziness from earlier hadn't passed, and he had just vomited, so he went along with being weak. He wanted to be even weaker and just have Du Zhengyi carry him out, but at a glance, he saw that the police had finished checking for danger and were organizing medical personnel to enter, so he immediately decided to forget it. He didn't want to be examined by a Doctor.

The police didn't stop them much, only telling them to accept an examination by a Doctor near the ambulance outside the Shang and that they could only leave completely after the police finished recording their identity information.

They walked out of the main entrance. The sky outside wasn't dark yet. Luo Qi calculated the time; it had only been a little over twenty minutes since they heard the screaming.

It was just that Luo Qi felt miserable now, not as relaxed and ambitious as when he arrived.

As they walked down the steps, they could already see reporters' cameras in the distance. The reporters were all blocked by the police several dozen meters away, and Luo Qi felt slightly more at ease. A person who looked like a leader was asking the uniformed police not far from him if the camera footage had been retrieved.

Luo Qi's heart twisted sharply as he thought of something he had forgotten. "Du Zhengyi," he whispered, grabbing Du Zhengyi's arm, "the cameras!"