Chapter 382
Wen Sha looked up, only to find that at this moment, Xia Er was staring at the entrance of the glass room.
It seemed that he had heard her question; Xia Er slowly turned his gaze and looked at Wen Sha.
A faint sense of dread surged within Wen Sha's heart.
“Xia... Xia Er?”
The Xia Er before her seemed like a different person, a glint of murderous intent flickering in his deep blue eyes.
The sound of the carriage had faded away... it had been gone for a few minutes now...
Buzz—
A flash of silver glinted in Xia Er's hand, and in an instant, he leaped over the table with agility that no detective should possess, stepping onto the surface and lunging toward Wen Sha.
Wen Sha's pupils constricted slightly; she hadn’t even had time to scream before a blade pierced through her throat.
Pfft—
Blood gushed from Wen Sha's throat.
Thud—
Xia Er landed, steadying Wen Sha by her shoulders to prevent her from toppling forward and knocking over the table. In a swift motion, he laid her down on the ground.
Without a moment's pause, Xia Er dashed toward the door. The personal maid standing at the entrance sensed the movement behind her and turned just in time to have a hand cover her mouth.
Xia Er muffled her cries, dragging the struggling maid into the glass room.
With a flash of silver, the "Deadly Blood Roland" vanished from Xia Er's hand. He skillfully pulled out one of the calming agents Lafayette had given him, popped the cap with one hand, and forced a few drops into the maid's mouth.
Instantly, the maid, who had been thrashing violently, fell silent, as if she had been anesthetized, slipping into unconsciousness within mere seconds.
Xia Er released his grip on the maid, letting her slump onto the carpet, then grabbed her collar and tossed her onto the bed.
Next, Xia Er approached Wen Sha, who was writhing on the ground, trying to crawl away. He bent down, seized her ankle, and dragged her toward the edge of the bed.
“Guh... cough...”
Wen Sha felt the warmth of her body fading away. She clawed desperately at the carpet, but her feeble struggles were in vain, until her body was lifted and thrown onto the bed.
Lying there, Wen Sha's pupils trembled, staring in disbelief at Xia Er.
She wanted to ask why, but fear and pain had drained her of the strength to speak.
At that moment, Xia Er looked at the convulsing Wen Sha on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.
Though he had taken many lives and dissected himself numerous times... he truly didn’t know how to extract a person’s brain completely. Even after reading so much literature, there was no technique for it; research on craniotomy was still scarce in this era.
No choice... if it’s incomplete, then so be it. At least there’s someone to experiment on first.
Xia Er's gaze shifted to the maid lying beside Wen Sha.
Sorry, with the extraordinary calming agent, you should be able to contribute to my experiment without any pain.
Xia Er raised his hand, a flash of silver appearing as the blade reemerged in his grasp.
Wen Sha, seeing the blade, felt her pupils constrict. She pressed her hands against her bleeding throat, her legs kicking in a futile attempt to retreat, but she lacked the strength.
Xia Er stepped onto the bed, kneeling beside the maid's head. He raised the blade and plunged it into her heart, ending her life, then swiftly made a circular incision around her skull.
He tore open the scalp, disregarding the blood splattering on his hands, and began to saw at the maid's forehead with the blade.
After cutting a ring around the skull, Xia Er reached in and pried open the maid's cranium, revealing the intact brain within.
Looks like the method is correct...
Xia Er tossed the skull aside and turned his gaze toward Wen Sha.
At that moment, Wen Sha's face was a mask of terror, her eyes wide as she looked at Xia Er, whose hands were stained with blood, as if he were a demon from hell. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.
“Guh... guh...”
She struggled, seemingly trying to plead for mercy, but Xia Er had already approached her with the blade, kneeling directly on her neck, rendering her completely immobile.
Yet, her plight elicited not a shred of sympathy from Xia Er. He calmly found the right spot and sliced open Wen Sha's skull with the blade.
Sizzle—
The excruciating pain of her scalp being torn made Wen Sha's body arch up, and soon, she lost consciousness, her struggles ceasing entirely.
Crack—
The sound of her skull shattering echoed, and Wen Sha's brain lay exposed before Xia Er.
As he beheld Wen Sha's brain, Xia Er's pupils narrowed slightly.
What is this...
Dark green cerebrospinal fluid flowed onto the bed, and Wen Sha's brain seemed to quiver with life. But unlike the yellowish-white of other areas, a section of her frontal lobe was a completely different color.
It looked as if it had been forcibly grafted on.
That dark green mass resembled a parasitic heart, attached to Wen Sha's brain, pulsating continuously, causing the tremors in her brain.
He turned to glance at the maid's brain, then shifted his gaze back to Wen Sha's.
This parasitic entity was almost identical in shape to a normal person's frontal lobe, except it occupied the space where the frontal lobe should be... like a symbiote.
Xia Er held the blade and slowly cut along the connection between the dark green parasite and the brain.
He needed to bring this to the system shop... perhaps the system would tell him what it was.
Even if the system didn’t provide any information, he could still exchange it and show it to Adele...
Xia Er carefully cut along the parasite, leaving plenty of room to avoid making a mistake.
Before long, he had completely severed the dark green frontal lobe.
Just then, a faint gaze seemed to pierce through from behind Xia Er.
Startled, Xia Er quickly turned around to see a tall, thin shadow standing outside the glass door.
It was Lafayette.
Click—
Xia Er swiftly raised his gun, crimson blood dripping from the blade onto the mattress.
But the "Newborn" Lafayette seemed entirely unconcerned by the gun's muzzle. He pushed open the glass door and spoke slowly.
“Hehehe... Miss Xia Er... how did you uncover this much...” Lafayette chuckled, “The Holy Ascendancy... the Savior Goddess Church... or the Joyous Society? The Redemption Society? Who do you serve...”
A third-tier "Newborn," who could not be defeated without using his full power. Xia Er quickly summoned the system to check the remaining time.
There was still over half an hour left...
“Don’t be nervous... Xia Er... hehehe...” Lafayette said with a sinister smile, stubbornly asking, “Who do you serve...”
Stalling for time, huh...
That suited Xia Er just fine.
“I serve myself.” Xia Er tightened her focus, ready for any potential ambush that could come from anywhere.
“Oh?” Lafayette didn’t rush to refute Xia Er’s words; instead, he spoke as if making small talk, “Do you have a grudge against the Order of the God of Order...?”
The Order of the God of Order...
Wasn’t that what Lafayette had mentioned earlier, the new technology developed in collaboration with them?
“No,” Xia Er replied slowly, speaking the truth, “I have a grudge against the royal family...”
“Oh...” Lafayette shook his head, a hint of regret in his tone, “What a pity... you’re doomed... the strong sound won’t let you go.”
“But there’s another way,” Lafayette said, smiling at Xia Er, “You could try to find the Order of the God of Order; they might help you... provided you bring that thing with you.”
Lafayette pointed at the pulsating frontal lobe.
Xia Er silently regarded Lafayette for a long moment before finally asking, “Why are you telling me this?”
“For the sake of great and orderly research, Miss Xia Er,” Lafayette said, his palm open, facing upward, “We urgently need talents who can resist the encroachment from the other realm...”
“Would you like to join us?”
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PS:
228 (overdue) - 2 (extra) = 226 (overdue)
I’m going to stab you.
Yesterday, I almost didn’t finish writing.
—Mizukawa
Good night!
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