Jiang Shu stepped out of the surveillance room, casually closing the door behind him.
He entered the elevator, which descended to the laboratory on the sub-first floor. There, he activated his Card protection and heightened his vigilance to the max.
"Ding—" The mont the elevator doors opened, three bullets ruthlessly shot toward him, striking the wall of cards and making a "clang, clang, clang" noise.
Resolute and rciless, such were the people of the chanical Disciples.
Jiang Shu made his judgnt imdiately, showing no rcy as he sent dozens of Black Cards flying toward the intruder. The cards weaved through the air, slicing the tendons in the infiltrator’s hands.
"Clack—" That was the sound of the handgun dropping to the floor.
At the sa ti, Ding’s flashlight shone over.
It was a woman, with a pretty face, and her tight-fitting black leather outfit perfectly outlined her sultry figure.
At that mont, severely injured and leaning against the wall, she bit her lip firmly while her hands dangled helplessly, her wrists bleeding profusely onto the floor.
Perhaps due to the intense pain, her facial features suddenly changed, morphing into another face, and her complexion turned extrely pale from her severed tendons.
"Who are you?" Jiang Shu asked with a frown, "At Garcia’s club, that woman was you, wasn’t it?"
"Yes, that was , but I was forced," the woman’s voice trembled from pain, but she only groaned without crying out loud.
"You’re a Key Master, belonging to the chanical Disciples, but just recruited, so you don’t have prosthetics like they do." Jiang Shu made several deductions, each statent hitting ho as he slowly said, "Tell , what are you here for?"
"I ca for the dicine." The woman confessed without hesitation about the chanical Disciples, "They sent to retrieve this poison and destroy all the originals."
"Why?" Jiang Shu wondered, wasn’t this research center run by the chanical Disciples? Why then secretly retrieve dicine?
"I... They want to kill Black Shark; Black Shark’s asures are too conservative, and two disciples loathe him." Sweat slid down her face as she endured the pain to answer the questions, "Black Shark doesn’t know about this dical research center, it was set up privately by a disciple."
"Hmm?" Jiang Shu frowned.
Set up privately?
It seed that there was indeed considerable internal chaos within the chanical Disciples.
But hold on, a research facility couldn’t possibly be set up privately, could it?
Wait a mont...
This could also be an ace up Clo’s sleeve, a planted operative, and with Clo’s release from prison, Jiang Shu couldn’t help but ponder deeply.
Killing Black Shark at a ti like this, it was clear that Clo intended to seize his power back.
That is to say, with proper timing, he could perhaps stumble upon Clo?
"What are your Secret Key and entries? Tell ," Jiang Shu casually leaned against an experint table, watching the woman.
"I’m a Make-up Artist; my Secret Key is a makeup bag, and my ability is the Disguise Technique," the woman answered calmly, "About half a month ago, a disciple found , they threatened and convinced to join. I had no choice but to help them."
"Do you have the Secret Key with you? And the Character Card, show the entry part," Jiang Shu continued.
His voice held no emotion, which made the woman dare not entertain any extraneous thoughts.
She quickly took out a small bag, respectfully placing it before Jiang Shu, then showed him her Character Card.
T2, Make-up Artist.
Jiang Shu’s gaze quickly moved downward, pausing on the glittering gold entry.
- Faceless (Awakened): Perfect disguise.
The entry was simple and matched Jiang Shu’s judgnt of her ability.
The Disguise Technique, huh...
Quite useful.
"What’s in the bag?" Jiang Shu asked as he opened the small bag, pouring out its contents, which to him were sowhat familiar yet unknown.
They seed to be makeup tools.
"Other than changing appearances, what else can you do?" Jiang Shu inquired further.
"I... I’m not sure, but that’s because I haven’t experinted with enough Black Silver. If I had it, my ability would extend far beyond just this," the woman shook her head, and then with a complicated look, she gazed at Jiang Shu, "I can work for you, I can be of use."
"Hmm." Jiang Shu simply nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor rejecting, and then he used the Derivative Entry·Three Noes Hypnosis on the woman. He needed to use hypnosis to ascertain so matters.
A mont later, he had a hypnotized Make-up Artist, so he asked the above questions again.
If the Make-up Artist woke suddenly or if her responses were inconsistent, then that could prove she was lying.
But there were no inconsistencies; what the Make-up Artist said was mostly true, and Jiang Shu also learned that the chanical Disciples had begun to secretly search for such Key Masters half a month ago. Once found, they would coerce and brainwash, followed by rigorous training, turning the Key Masters into reliable pawns rapidly.
Besides the Make-up Artist and Crocodile, there was another Key Master part of the chanical Disciples, but she perished unexpectedly during a police raid previously.
Perished, that is.
Does it an that Key Masters may have already caught the police’s attention?
When he had ti, he should test Wolf, who probably knew so insider information.
Jiang Shu snapped his fingers, triggering a sleep command he had set up in advance, and the Make-up Artist imdiately lost consciousness and collapsed, which he caught and laid gently on the ground.
He stroked his chin, thinking about matters as he walked towards the laboratory’s counter, breaking the glass and retrieving a pair of experintal protective gloves.
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