Life Game In Other World-Chapter 59 - The End Going Home Happy New Year’s Eve
59: Chapter 59: The End, Going Home (Happy New Year’s Eve)
59: Chapter 59: The End, Going Home (Happy New Year’s Eve)
“Shooting me in the back of the head with a shotgun at such close range, aren’t you afraid you’ll blow my head off?”
He Ao broke open the shotgun and removed the shell.
“So, do you trust me now?”
Liu Nan placed his hands behind his back, leaned slightly to one side, and gave He Ao a sly smile.
“Is it still in time for me to say I don’t trust you?”
He Ao closed the gun barrel and watched as Bull was put into the police car.
In the end, after a fierce round of haggling, on Bull’s side, He Ao got a cash reward of thirty thousand.
He didn’t ask for a high price, and since he had caught Bull directly, Zhang Ansha didn’t hesitate much and agreed immediately.
Of course, for He Ao, catching Bull was just incidental, so his asking price wasn’t high.
What he really cared about was how much it would cost to clear out this anomalous yard?
Strictly speaking, He Ao’s original mission didn’t include this yard, but he had stormed into it in order to catch Bull and ultimately cleaned it out as well.
So, in theory, it was still an extension of the task.
Besides, He Ao had used up all of his Soul Recovery Potions and even broke a cell phone, incurring a high cost.
Therefore, he let Zhang Ansha name the price.
Although he didn’t understand the market value, the intensity of the black fog indicated that it wasn’t cheap, and even in a highly developed system like the Copy World, there weren’t many who reached level D.
To this, Zhang Ansha simply spread his hands and said, “I have no money.”
He Ao wouldn’t tolerate such an excuse and immediately pinned him to the ground.
Subsequently, the two engaged in a ‘gentle’ physical exchange.
During the exchange, Zhang Ansha hinted indirectly that such a powerful anomaly usually produced special items, which could be sold for at least a few million.
He also hinted to He Ao that he would report the site as having no special items found.
He Ao’s response was, “What did you say?
I don’t understand.
I killed that guy on the spot and didn’t get anything.”
Zhang Ansha: …
In the end, the two struck a deal, with Zhang Ansha adding twenty thousand to give a mission payout of fifty thousand.
Fifty thousand was the starting price for an A-level wanted criminal.
In Central Earth, this sum was already higher than the annual income of most people.
Both of them tacitly avoided mentioning anything about the items produced by the anomaly.
He Ao’s attention returned to the shotgun in his hands; he raised the gun, aiming at the sky.
The shotgun fired a spread of pellets, causing area damage with very low precision.
Liu Nan was at that time about twenty meters away in a direct line from He Ao.
To hit a swiftly moving shard of porcelain that was continuously closing in on He Ao without injuring him was feasible at that distance.
He Ao himself could do it because he had a basic mastery of firearms.
As for Liu Nan…
He lowered the shotgun and rested it on the ground, gazing ahead.
He Ao didn’t like to pry into others’ secrets—who didn’t have a few of their own?
At that moment, Captain Liu was approaching with a group of black-clad bodyguards.
“He Ao, next time we meet, I will definitely impress you,” Liu Nan said as he watched the police car lights.
He Ao gave her a glance and said calmly,
“We have a practice class together tomorrow morning.”
Liu Nan: …
——
The rest of the night’s agenda was straightforward.
Liu Nan, He Ao, Yuan Nannan, and the makeup artist girl caught by He Ao went to the police station to give their statements.
During this process, He Ao also learned about some other situations.
For instance, the makeup artist girl was named An Qian, and she wasn’t part of Bull’s team.
She had only been hired from Binhai City to do makeup for one of Bull’s companions.
In the process, they found out that she too was a Transcendent and ‘enthusiastically’ invited her to join.
It also let her know some details of the kidnapping plan and sent her ten thousand yuan as a mission subsidy.
The girl, trembling with fear, accepted the money and pretended to join the other party, but when Bull and his two associates were out on a mission, she took her makeup case and ran off alone.
From the bits and pieces she overheard from Bull and the others, she concluded that He Ao seemed to be very capable, so she went straight to him, and by He Ao’s side, she could at least ensure temporary safety.
But since she had taken Bull and the others’ money, she dared not call the police, nor did she dare tell He Ao the truth, fearing that she would be arrested as an accomplice, and of course, fearing that the money she had received would be confiscated by the police.
In the end, she obediently handed over the money she’d received.
Besides An Qian, there was also someone among those caught whom He Ao had never met; Zhang Ansha said this person’s code name was ‘Onlooker’; An Qian had applied his makeup, and he pretended to be Bull to lure Zhang Ansha away.
Then, he was caught by Zhang Ansha in a single encounter.
By the time He Ao left, these people were still being interrogated at the police station.
Liu Nan had left early, reportedly taken away by people sent by his father.
He Ao walked out of the police station’s main gate alone.
The crowd was like the clouds in the sky, coming and going, and He Ao was the lonely pedestrian beneath the clouds, solitary and isolated.
The cold wind of the silent night was somewhat chilling.
Once out of the police station, without the air conditioning, He Ao suddenly felt the cold wind against his skin.
Captain Liu had properly parked his snack cart for him, which was waiting in the yard of the police station.
He Ao skillfully maneuvered his snack cart; at that moment, a heavy military coat was draped over his shoulders.
“Next time you do something like this, bring more clothes,” Liu Zheng said, with a cigarette in his mouth, its fine smoke reflecting a hazy color under the streetlights.
“You’re grown up.
Be careful, don’t act impulsively, and call me if you need anything.”
He pat He Ao’s shoulder and, without waiting for a response, quickly walked back into the police station.
He Ao watched his figure gradually disappear, his mouth slightly ajar; then he slowly closed it, ultimately revealing a shallow smile, “Thank you.”
In this world, there are many bad people and also many good people.
He Ao made his way through the quiet streets and eventually returned to the base of the old residential building.
The incandescent light hanging from the pole swayed with its lonely brilliance, and the bubbling broth steamed vigorously.
It was now one in the morning; the night’s cold reached its apogee at this moment—as if a cold knife was scraping against the pedestrian’s skin.
The elder with white hair stirred the broth while watching the entrance to the complex.
Until that young man pushing his snack cart entered his murky vision.
“Grandpa Fang, you haven’t closed up yet?”
He Ao looked at the elderly man with some surprise as he locked up his cart at the foot of the building,
“Almost, almost done,” replied Grandpa Fang with a chuckle, ceasing to stir the broth with the long chopsticks and covering the pot with a lid.
He Ao used his phone to make a transfer, “Grandpa Fang, I’ve transferred today’s noodle payment.”
“Alright, alright,” Grandpa Fang nodded happily, watching He Ao enter the building.
Not until the young man’s figure had vanished did he slowly turn off the flame and begin to clean up his stall, “Back ya go, everyone’s back.”
Suddenly, a warm military coat was draped over him; He Ao reached out from behind to take over the table board that the old man was packing away, smiling at him,
“Let me do it, Grandpa Fang.”
Together, the old man and the youth got busy under the lamp’s dim glow until the moon hid deep within the clouds.
——
By the time He Ao got home, it was two in the morning; he took out the silver test tube he had kept close to his chest, the black sphere still quietly suspended within.
