Chapter 985

Looking at the door to Room 2303, Franca suddenly recalled everything:

Considering that if the shooting of Zarathustra was successful, the police department would inevitably intervene in the investigation, and regardless of whether the police department previously possessed Beyonders, in a situation where Zhou Mingrui himself had already obtained Beyonder abilities and the dream's subconscious had recognized the Sequence 7 level, they, as "official" representatives, definitely had the addition of mystical powers at this time. Therefore, Lu Mian and the others had already thought of a way to avoid subsequent investigations beforehand.

Starting from the fact that the main police officers of the Dream City Police Department were based on the "Nighthawks" of the Church of the Night, Lu Mian reasonably speculated that the most common and convenient means for them to use in public to find clues was to forcibly drag the target into a dream and question them directly in the dream.

For this reason, he had Anthony give Franca psychological suggestions in advance, making Franca forget about the relevant matters as soon as she drank the healing potion. It was only when she returned to Dechuang Garden and saw the rented room that the corresponding psychological suggestion would be completely lifted.

In this way, even in the dream, Franca's performance would be impeccable.

Her own subconscious didn't think it was she who shot and killed Zarathustra, so no matter what, she wouldn't show any abnormalities in the dream!

The performance of Franca that Luo Shan and Zhou Mingrui saw also stemmed from her instinctive reaction, not acting. It was just that her complexion had been blessed by the negative effect of the "Gun of Inevitability," so it was flawless.

Phew... That shot of mine was really cool. Calm, relaxed, natural, composed—this is what an Assassin is! Franca, who was feeling muddled from the fever, proudly praised herself in her heart.

At this moment, Luo Shan had already rung the doorbell and saw Jenna open the door.

She was just about to lower her voice and ask, "Was Zarathustra's death caused by you guys?" when she suddenly caught sight of a little boy sitting next to the dining table, writing furiously.

"Who is that?" Luo Shan swallowed the words she wanted to ask back into her stomach.

Franca broke free from Luo Shan's support, glanced at Ludwig, and smiled with unsteady footsteps:

"My godson."

Theoretically speaking, that's exactly it!

As soon as Franca finished speaking, she was already panting, looking like even speaking was very strenuous. Jenna hurriedly supported her.

Seeing this, Luo Shan waved her hand and said:

"Get some good rest. You probably don't need to work overtime tomorrow, you can rest at home."

The big client is dead, what overtime is there to work!

Returning to Room 1502, Luo Shan took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Jenna:

"Is Luo Fu okay? Does she need to go to the hospital?"

She wanted to use this to open the topic and then ask Jenna, "Does Zarathustra's death have anything to do with you guys?"

Jenna replied quickly:

"She took fever medicine, let's observe for a while and see.

"I heard there was a shooting at the hotpot restaurant you were eating at?"

She actually asked about Zarathustra being shot and killed instead... What does this mean? Could it really not be them? Luo Shan muttered to herself, once again doubting her own hypothesis.

She briefly told Jenna what had happened in the hotpot restaurant to see what the other party would say.

Jenna sent a "terrified" emoji:

"No wonder Luo Fu is sick. She's the kind of person who gets sick as soon as she's frightened, but she also recovers quickly. She'll be fine in a couple of days."

Unscientific... She is a powerful Beyonder, originating from the future on the edge of the apocalypse. She must have seen death countless times, how could she get sick from being frightened by a single shooting? Luo Shan had just developed this doubt when she suddenly understood what Jenna really wanted to say:

I'll tell you the truth about this matter in two days.

Now is the critical period for the police investigation. Is this because she's worried that if I know the real murderer, I won't be able to keep my mouth shut, or will be nervous and flustered, and thus be asked by the police? Luo Shan nodded with some realization.

She was immediately somewhat happy.

The old her wouldn't have been able to hear such hints. Sometimes when others mocked her for not being obvious enough, she wouldn't even react. But now, she had grasped the hidden meaning in the words!

"Ah, I've also grown." Luo Shan leaned back on the sofa with satisfaction and started playing with her phone.

Not long after, she saw the police notice soliciting key clues, part of which read:

"This woman is involved in the case. We hope the broad masses of the people will actively provide clues..."

Next to this content was a photo. The woman in the photo was exactly the one who had walked out of the screen with Zarathustra.

Luo Shan could clearly see that the photo came from someone's mobile phone at the scene rather than a surveillance camera. It captured the woman's exquisite and grand facial features, her confused and seductive eyes, and her blood-stained face quite clearly, making that kind of dangerous beauty leap off the page.

It's still very beautiful looking at it again, even more beautiful than Luo Fu and Jenna when they aren't dressing ugly... Luo Shan remarked while scrolling through the comments:

"You were a beauty, why did you become a thief?"

"It's not that I'm looking at her face, I just feel that it's impossible to kill someone for no reason, right?"

"Sister, shoot me!"

"Are the people commenting all following their values based on their looks?"

"Isn't this prettier than those female celebrities now? She can definitely squeeze into the top tier!"

"This is my dream lover. She has blood on her face, holding a gun, pressing it against my head, forcing me to hand over my heart."

"So, who was the one killed?"

Luo Shan smiled while scrolling for a few minutes, then suddenly remembered one thing.

She had forgotten to check the details of the room.

Ever since Luo Fu and Jenna reminded her to be careful of Zarathustra's group secretly attacking her, every time she returned home, she would use her Beyonder abilities to examine the details everywhere to avoid being assassinated or ambushed.

Luo Shan stood up, walked to the oil painting of the parrot, and reached out.

The colorful parrot poked its beak and upper body out from the oil painting and said crisply:

"No one has been here."

Luo Shan stroked the parrot's feathers and turned to the window.

She looked outside, raised her right hand, and pinched the corners of her eyes.

She was going to use the "Reporter's" ability to observe and excavate the truth of the world.

It wasn't that she didn't trust the parrot, but some infiltrators couldn't be discovered by the parrot.

However, she didn't dare to observe the truth of the world for too long. Every time she used this ability, she would feel danger, and she only dared to maintain it for about ten seconds.

This could only be used to look at the "corners" that the parrot couldn't reach.

The next second, the light and shadow in front of Luo Shan changed, and the different scenes in the surrounding area overlapped in a strange way, displaying themselves in a chaotic and jumbled manner.

Luo Shan quickly saw the glass window connecting to the dark world, saw the oil paintings pressed against the glass window, saw the different rooms stacked together like building blocks, saw the people doing different things in different rooms while being mixed together, and saw the gray-white thin mist permeating the edges of all these scenes.

"What exactly is this mist..." Luo Shan frowned instinctively.

Every time she used the "Reporter's" ability to observe the truth, she would discover the thin gray mist, but she had always not known what they symbolized, what they represented, or what they originated from.

Just as Luo Shan caught sight of a man in a certain room whose movements seemed to stutter, the colorful parrot flapped its wings within her line of sight.

Immediately after, she saw Luo Fu lying on the sofa, using an ice pack for physical cooling.

Then, she heard Luo Fu's weak voice:

"Is this what happens after being kicked out of the dream as a female?"

Kicked out of the dream... Luo Shan was stunned for a moment.

The scene in front of her then shattered.

She instinctively ended her observation of the "truth."

Luo Shan stood by the window, recalling the sentence she had just heard with a blank expression.

Kicked out of the dream? Could it be that Luo Fu wanted to say that this is a dream? The last time she was like that, was it because she was kicked out of the dream? Luo Shan's eyes gradually became hollow.

After a few seconds, she said to herself in a very light and weak voice:

"If this is a dream, then what am I..."

…………

Late at night, the bedroom door where Franca and Lu Mianna were sleeping opened silently, and a figure walked out without making any noise.

It was Lu Mianna in a nightgown, her eyes like plateau lakes both confused and irritable.

Lu Mianna followed the area where the darkness was deepest, walked to the door covertly, and unlocked it.

Then, she placed her hand on the handle, attempting to open the door.

But the handle didn't move at all.

Is the lock broken? Lu Mianna had just shown a surprised expression when she heard Jenna's voice from behind:

"Where are you going?"

Lu Mianna turned around with a swoosh and looked at Jenna:

"Didn't you send Li Lu to Anrede's place?"

"I came back afterward, but you were all asleep. I thought I couldn't disturb you, so I just slept on the sofa here," Jenna stood up from the sofa and asked in confusion. "You want to go out? It's already the middle of the night."

"I, I feel very stuffy, very oppressed, I want to go out for a walk," Lu Mianna explained. "But the door lock is broken."

She then laughed at herself:

"Isn't this too unlucky?"

Being unlucky is normal, and it's also inevitable. This is the negative effect of using the "Ring-in-the-Ring" effect... Jenna didn't explain, shook her head, and said:

"The hotpot restaurant matter hasn't ended yet, and your body hasn't fully recovered. If you go out for a walk now and are seen by someone, it will be very troublesome."

"Okay," Lu Mianna pursed her lips and said. "I, I feel like there's a voice in my heart, an impulse, telling me to go out."

"A voice?" Jenna frowned, becoming increasingly vigilant. "Go where?"

Lu Mianna didn't hide it:

"On one hand, I want to go to the roof, blow some wind, see if there are any stars, and space out by the way. On the other hand, I want to go to a certain place, and that place is summoning me."

"What place?" Jenna asked.

Lu Mianna tried her best to recall:

"It seems to be, it seems to be..."

She paused for a moment and finally remembered:

"Mushu Hospital."

"Mushu Hospital." Jenna's pupils dilated slightly.

She suddenly remembered that Lu Mian, or rather Lu Mianna, really had the bloodline of the "Great Mother's" child, Omebella.

This wasn't a disguise to deceive Green and the others!

(End of chapter)