Click!
When Fu Qian sat down in his usual spot, the sound that came next was rather unusual.
After the rather inelegant name "Butcher's Blade," instead of a concrete mission summary, there came a strange noise.
The sound was even accompanied by a scene that suddenly flashed before his eyes.
It looked a little familiar. No wonder it had sounded familiar, too.
Fu Qian stayed still, watching the rare occurrence from the bar—
The sunlight was decent, but beneath it lay a deserted street. Almost every door was shut tight, making the place seem like a haunted realm.
Even a place for relaxation like the bar in front of him hadn't opened.
That's right. This was where he had last faced the Serpent of Fate.
The strange noise just now had even come from his car, parked outside—
Old Man Hake had a calm expression, his gaze seemingly unfocused. He had clearly opened the car door to take a look, then casually shut it again after finding nothing, taking care to control the force.
So this was how things had developed over there after the mission ended?
Had the summary changed from text to audiovisual?
He had to admit, missions related to the Nightmare Corridor tended to get weird.
The situation before him was easy enough to understand. Fu Qian was curious, but in no hurry. He simply sat and watched.
It wasn't strange that the old man had found his way here. When Fu Qian had left the breakfast shop, he'd specifically asked Jane and the others about this place.
And though his disappearance after leaving Rachel's house had certainly made things suspicious, an old hand like him probably wouldn't have been foolish enough to sit there waiting.
All he had to do was make a small detour