Wen Shu declined no further and accepted the Library access card.
A warm, sweet light shimmered in her eyes as she said meaningfully, "Qin Siyang, I'll find a chance to thank you."
Qin Siyang knew how Wen Shu would thank him.
She probably meant things like killing Zhou Yang and warning off assassins.
In other words.
If Wen Shu ever had a chance to thank him, it would mean he had run into trouble again.
"Honestly, I'd rather you never got a chance to thank me for the rest of your life. I've got a few other things to do. I'm off. See you!"
"See you."
After Qin Siyang left, Wen Shu lowered her head and smiled again. "How can you say I'll never have a chance in my whole life?"
Qin Siyang wandered over to the Miracle Building and suddenly remembered that he needed Li Tianming's help with something.
Sure enough, Qin Siyang's assessment of himself had been very accurate.
Even when he was just aimlessly roaming the streets, he would stumble into something to do.
He had two corpses whose memories needed to be read: Zhang Yingrui, whom Hu Chan had borrowed, and Yamamoto Taro, whom he had killed himself.
As a Guardian, Zhang Yingrui surely had plenty of useful information in his head.
Although Yamamoto Taro had been blasted to death by lightning, he had spent years at sequence level five, and his body was already exceptionally tough. His brain had actually retained enough physiological activity for its memories to be read. At least the waste could be put to use.
Li Tianming had once asked a friend to read the memories of Zhou Xing, a division chief in the Education Bureau of the 14121 Region.
Since that friend even knew about Zhou Xing's affairs, they should