Chapter 2763 - 2758: 13-Day Talk (15) (Fan Title Event)

Chapter 2763: Chapter 2758: 13-Day Talk (15) (Fan Title Event)

You—

It’s said that smart people can grasp things instantly.

At that moment, Lady Trish finally couldn’t remain calm and suddenly stood up.

Let me go in, it shouldn’t scare it...

There was actually another person in the room long before...

Some things are terrifying just to read, and Lady Trish’s expression seemed almost shattered.

Uh—

Unfortunately, before she could ask, the figure that stood had already sat back down.

After scaring her, Fu Qian obviously wasn’t interested in chatting more with Trish, delivering a chop to the neck.

He supported the limp body and slowly placed it back to its original position.

The two wild mandarin ducks who appeared first ended up in the same fate.

"Time is running out."

Fu Qian, who was both speaking and acting, didn’t stop, reminding them.

He even pointed to the clock as he spoke, indicating he had a reason.

Yes, he was talking to the possible Observer.

Having found the situation urgent earlier, there were actually two reasons why he hadn’t rushed to leave.

Firstly, as someone who eliminated herself for a whole day, Lady Trish should be relatively safe in the short term.

Not because a mine won’t explode again after it’s detonated, but because, for her, a significant time point hasn’t arrived yet.

In the completion of a whole year, whether someone is secretly observing before the mystery is revealed, the probability of time advancing again seems small.

It’s worth using this opportunity to try to gather more information.

As for reason two, Fu Qian is equally curious about the Observer.

Lady Trish once confidently said she had ruled out everyone in the sanatorium.

So if such a character really exists, this somewhat transcendent performance might offer some reference for escape.

But staying is one thing, it doesn’t mean Fu Qian is prepared to play hide-and-seek, searching every nook and cranny for a possible hidden entity.

He doesn’t underestimate the power released by Lady Trish under psychological torment.

Such a character has searched for a whole year without finding the target, why should he be able to?

Even if it could be done eventually, it’s likely quite a time-consuming process.

It’s better to use Lady Trish’s head.

"In half a minute, at a quarter past six, I will twist her neck punctually."

This even means her head literally.

The night is exceptionally quiet, with no response to the previous reminder.

This didn’t surprise Fu Qian; he just held Lady Trish’s head.

"I don’t know what your purpose is, but clearly at the moment of the full anniversary, she can no longer cooperate with the observation... including after that, it’s also forever impossible."

Gently analyzing the current situation, Fu Qian continued to offer suggestions.

"If this doesn’t affect you, then please ignore this reminder, but if you dislike that kind of thing happening, why not show up and have a chat."

...

Yes, as an academic personnel, Fu Qian always understood the importance of volunteers.

And what he wanted to use was precisely this point.

If indeed there’s something, tirelessly watching Lady Trish for a year, then the latter should have unusual significance to him.

Especially on the eve of the full anniversary.

This is also a bargaining chip he can use for negotiation.

In short, resources must be utilized wisely.

Finding someone is far less efficient than letting the other party come out voluntarily.

Plus, he even took the blame in advance, telling Lady Trish he is the one she’s been looking for.

10, 9, 8, 7...

There was still no response in the darkness, but Fu Qian remained patient.

Watching the final journey of the second hand, he didn’t even voice the countdown to add pressure.

Instead, he rhythmically tapped his fingers on Lady Trish’s head, as if checking if the fruit is ripe.

5, 4—

"Please wait—"

Proving that politeness is indeed reciprocal.

Fu Qian, not overly aggressive, truly received a response at the very last moment, and the other party even used polite language.

...

"It’s a pleasure to meet."

The voice came from behind, but Fu Qian didn’t turn to look, instead casually releasing Lady Trish’s head and settled back into his seat.

One thing hasn’t changed; he only suggested having a chat.

The scene before him was already astonishing.

The feeling that Lady Trish said would only make her be seen as a lunatic proved true?

There really was someone watching her from all sides and wasn’t discovered for a whole year.

Honestly, in Fu Qian’s view, this result was a good thing for the person involved to pass out.

Otherwise, the probability of fainting again is high, not to mention the mental stimulation would be considerable.

Furthermore, the voice sounded peculiar, not only old but also dry, as if not spoken to anyone for a long time.

It’s far from enough to prove, but this point seems to suggest Lady Trish’s other claim may also be true—that this person is not anyone from the sanatorium.

"I actually have no malice, just a shadow Recorder."

Sure enough, the next moment the other party continued to speak, expressing a similar sentiment.

Recorder? This is an interesting notion.

Fu Qian clearly took interest in another term, as if he knew quite a bit.

"I believe you, after all, if there was malice, she would be completely unprepared... So you’ve always been hiding in a corner where no one can see?"

Quite satisfied with this development, Fu Qian’s tone turned friendly.

"Yes, no one knows this place better than I do."

Recorder seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and spoke confidently.

"Why?"

"My son once lived here, and after his death, I donated this place."

...

So the sanatorium has its origins? The hidden entity is its former owner?

The explanation given by the other party was quite informative, allowing Fu Qian to instantly picture scenes of deep emotional minutiae.

Even the reason behind the elusive presence seemed to find its logical explanation.

"Does anyone else know about this?"

Slightly nodding, Fu Qian remains curious.

"Servis knows."

The other party sounded honest, directly giving the name of the head physician.

"Understood, so why choose her as the target?"

Not having met them, yet already renowned, Fu Qian imagined the person in charge of Demon Mountain and continued to gesture toward Lady Trish.

"That’s a complex issue... I can only say I record not just her, and haven’t always focused solely on her."

The Recorder finally hesitated this time.

"Moreover, I mentioned these things purely as a gesture of goodwill, you can now ask what you want to know next."