Chapter 280 - Room (1/2)

Chapter 280: Room

Aynor was stunned for a moment. “Ha, how is that possible? They’re the Superior Heartless I’ve met in Tarnan over the years.”

Without waiting for Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and the others to ask again, she curiously asked, “What exactly happened?”

Lady Boss, you look to be in your thirties and about to turn 40. There’s no need to mention the exact age, but why are you acting so gossipy? Jiang Baimian had learned many old-era terms from Jiang Xiaoyue’s information. However, she could also understand that gossip had nothing to do with age. The freer a person was, the more they loved gossip.

“Actually, it’s a series of matters that happened when a Dream Protector from the Clam Dragon Church contracted the Heartless disease…” Jiang Baimian recounted everything she could, only hiding a few key points.

In any case, the lady boss would definitely be able to find out about Jiang Xiaoyue if she was willing to spend the effort.

“Is that so…” Aynor—who was wearing a gorgeous dress—nodded. “It sounds like a ghost story, especially the last jump.”

“Yes.” Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong agreed.

If the Superior Heartless had chosen another method of suicide, they might not have felt this way. However, it was inevitable that they would make some connections when he jumped down from the building like Jiang Xiaoyue.

Aynor sat down again and smiled as she looked at the computer screen. “No matter what, you should be given half the credit for resolving this matter. I’ll tell Old Man Gu later and see how I can get you some substantial repayment.”

Long Yuehong had always been a little curious about the lady boss’s relationship with President Gu and couldn’t help but ask, “Madam Aynor, are you familiar with President Gu?”

“Of course, I’m familiar. How can I not be? We’ve been neighbors for so many years. Would you believe me if I said I’m not familiar with him?” Aynor chuckled and said, “That old man is smart. He doesn’t lose out on anything other than being a little timid. He’d rather let something pass than take the risk.”

After chatting for a while, the Old Task Force took the elevator and returned to the second floor.

Aynor held her chin and watched their backs disappear behind the elevator door before slowly retracting her gaze.

She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

…

In a pink room filled with toy bears, lace dresses, and various electronic products.

Aynor sat cross-legged on a bed and stared at the vermilion door in confusion.

Behind her, which was also the bedhead, hung a large decorative painting. On it was a shimmering dark sea and a few indistinct islands.

Aynor jumped off the bed and walked to the door step by step, holding the brass handle.

She gently twisted and pulled, and the vermilion door opened.

Outside the door was a corridor covered in a thick, dark-yellow carpet. On both sides of the corridor were rooms.

No matter which end of the corridor one looked at, they couldn’t see the end.

The countless rooms had vermilion wooden doors and brass locks. Apart from the golden door numbers, everything else was identical.

Aynor stepped into the corridor and looked around. Her gaze swept past the irregular door numbers.

Her body trembled at some point in time.

At this moment, the corridor was extremely quiet. Nothing happened.

A few seconds later, Aynor suddenly turned around, walked back to the room, and slammed the wooden door.

On her vermilion door, golden numbers identified it: “506.”

…

In Room 221, Long Yuehong saw Jiang Baimian bring out the radio transceiver. “Team Leader, aren’t we going to report to the company after we finish the call with the Source Brain?” He didn’t hide his confusion.

Previously, Genava had already clearly indicated that he could arrange for the Old Task force to communicate with the source brain after dealing with the matter regarding the Superior Heartless and retrieving the smart bots and auxiliary robots that had fallen off the cliff.

It would only take two to three days.

As Jiang Baimian wrote the telegram, she chuckled and replied, “Although I don’t think the Clam Dragon Church is an organization that will silence people, we can’t be completely unguarded.”

“Yes, we can’t have blind trust.” Shang Jianyao regained his identity as an honorary member of the Vigilance Church.

“This…” Long Yuehong suddenly felt a little nervous.

As Jiang Baimian quickly wrote, she smiled and said, “For such matters, one can never be too careful. Therefore, we still have to report what we’ve experienced. After that, the company will at least know where to look if we do lose contact suddenly, right?”

After casually saying that, she was suddenly stunned. She subconsciously glanced at Shang Jianyao and realized that his expression was normal.

“Ahem…” Jiang Baimian cleared her throat. “Do you think there’s a problem with me writing this?”

She quickly read out the original telegram draft she had written up.

Bai Chen quietly listened and frowned. “Isn’t it too short?”

Jiang Baimian’s telegram only mentioned the Superior Heartless’s origins, encounters, and ending, as well as the illusion where Jiang Xiaoyue committed suicide by jumping off a building. It didn’t mention the Old Task Force’s inference, judgment, verification, and role.

Of course, the telegram included the numbers ‘five,’ ‘zero,’ and ‘three.’ However, there was no corresponding interpretation.

At the end of the telegram, Jiang Baimian also mentioned that she would be able to speak to the Source Brain in two to three days.

“How much content can a telegram contain? I’ll add it to the report when we return to the company based on the prevailing circumstances.” Jiang Baimian was already experienced in this regard.

The batch of computers they obtained from rescuing people hadn’t been mentioned when they sent a telegram to the company saying that they had already arrived in Tarnan.

“It can be made into a serialized form,” Shang Jianyao suggested.