The Artificial Core (24)
True professionalism meant making people believe you knew what you were doing, not actually knowing what you were doing.
Former medical authority and tycoon Rick Wesley had gone missing.
After his initial scheme was seen through, Gorimshaw, whose motives were mysterious and who had turned himself into a charlatan, appeared first at Rick's home, then at the hospital where he had once worked.
He was investigating and searching for something with overwhelming force.
This mysterious figure not only had strange methods, but was also suspected of being a demigod.
What was more, he seemed not to care in the least about clashing with the Night Watchers.
His purpose was clear, his resolve firm, and he treated every obstacle in his way equally.
A character like this wandering around Los was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.
As the Night Watchers responsible for guarding this area, if they wanted to limit this unstable factor as much as possible, the choice was almost obvious: use the one target the other party was currently interested in.
If they couldn't catch him, they could let him come to them.
They would find Rick Wesley as quickly as possible, restrict his movements, and then confirm the details.
That included whether he possessed supernatural abilities, why he had fled, and what sort of grudge he had with Gorimshaw, so they could gain as much control over the situation as possible.
This time, they had even sent an old woman over to assist with the investigation.
Surely it wouldn't be long before they received good news from the Night Watchers.
As he pondered, Fu Qian walked over and sat in the old woman's seat.
He didn't rummage through the drawers. Instead, he picked up the documents lying on the table.
She really was diligent.
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