Die, Replay, Repeat - Chapter 195: Heading To Headquarters

King of Spades thought,_ ‘Hint? What hint is he talking about? And what opportunity is he giving us? He got angry only after Ace of Spades said he would contact other pokers to kill Yan Changshou…’_

As soon as he thought of this, King of Spades had a sudden insight and grasped the hint.

He hurriedly said, “Please calm down, sir. We are slow-witted, but now we understand your kind intentions. Thank you for the opportunity. We will not disappoint you.”

“Huh?” Ace of Spades was dumbfounded. He didn’t understand a word of what King had just said.

Suddenly, King of Spades kicked Ace of Spades. The kick seemed like a rebuke but was actually to protect Ace of Spades.

“You fool. Mr. Fang gave such a clear hint, and you still don’t get it? Right now, we’re at a critical point in the plan. If you go and kill Yan Changshou now, the chaos will ruin everything! Moreover, Mr. Fang wants to promote us, but we lack the merit to convince others. Don’t you understand? He wants us to take care of Yan Changshou. If we can’t handle this small task for Mr. Fang, how can we take on more important ones?”

“Oh, OK,” Ace of Spades was confused. He even wondered if they had heard the same conversation. “But… didn’t you say killing Yan Changshou would cause trouble? How do we solve this?”

King of Spades facepalmed in frustration. He said, “Use your brain. Mr. Fang means we shouldn’t kill Yan Changshou NOW to avoid chaos! Yan Changshou is in the headquarters. If we go there to kill him, we’d be walking into a trap! Mr. Fang values us too much to give us a mission destined to fail. So, his real plan is for us to kill Yan Changshou during the chaos when the plan is executed. That way, we prove our worth, and Mr. Fang will trust us with more responsibilities. Do you understand? You can’t ask for help. This is Mr. Fang’s test for us. Asking for help would be like cheating!”

Ace of Spades suddenly understood and quickly bowed. “I see. Mr. Fang, I was blind and didn’t understand your intentions. Rest assured, I will complete the task even at the cost of my life.”

King of Spades also expressed his commitment, “I won’t let you down, sir.”

Fang Xiu nodded, his expression softening slightly as if pleased.

“Good, you’re quick learners. Go now.”

“Yes, sir!”

Then, the shadows slowly faded, and the room returned to peace.

Fang Xiu didn’t expect to uncover such important information.

The Pokers joined forces with Yan Changshou to create chaos. Although the two just now did not speak in detail, the general plan was clear.

The Pokers wanted to turn all humans into Specters, and the Investigation Bureau headquarters was a major obstacle. Yan Changshou seemed to be corrupted by Specter power and was about to expose himself. This would disqualify him from becoming Chief Captain and even cost him his current position. So, they teamed up to make a big move at the headquarters.

The details of their plan and the timing were unknown. The only thing Fang Xiu knew was that Yan Changshou’s domain was called Specter Gate. It seemed capable of accommodating Specters and could bring them to the headquarters without anyone noticing.

After thinking for a moment, a smirk appeared on Fang Xiu’s face. Taotie’s Mouth cracked open on his left palm, and the white teeth inside began to chew.

“It looks like I can have a feast.”

Now that he knew the Pokers’ plan, he was determined to make a big move.

This had nothing to do with Fang Xiu’s allegiance. It wasn’t because he was part of the Investigation Bureau that he felt obliged to help them.

It was because the Pokers, and the person behind them, Zhou Qingfeng, clashed with Fang Xiu’s beliefs.

Fang Xiu believed that all Specters should be eliminated, and preferably in a cruel way. Those who wanted to turn humans into Specters, including Zhou Qingfeng and the Pokers, deserved to die.

Additionally, he planned to use this information to extort the headquarters.

Others might find it hard to use this information because of one question they might face—how did they know about the Pokers’ plan? The headquarters would suspect if the person had an unspeakable connection with the Pokers.

But for Fang Xiu, it was simple. He would claim he saw the information while predicting the future, and that would explain everything.

This was the benefit of his ability.

When everyone knew Fang Xiu as the Foreseer, he wouldn’t need to actually foresee anything.

If he said a stock would rise, people would believe it and drive the price up.

If he wanted to frame someone, he could just say that the person would do something harmful to humanity in the future. No evidence would be needed to turn that person into a public enemy.

This was the power of predicting the future.

He didn’t need to actually predict; he just needed people to believe he could.

The next day, with Wang Dehai’s constant urging, Fang Xiu set off for the headquarters.

His companions were Yang Ming, Bai Qi, Zhao Hao, and Liu Shuai.

In the entire Greenvine Investigation Bureau, only they were qualified to go for training at the headquarters. This was partly because they had earned merit in the Nightmare incident and partly because their abilities were valuable and full of potential.

Their names had been added to the national list of psychic talents.

“Xiu, how are we getting to the headquarters? Should we take the Investigation Bureau’s plane?” Yang Ming asked.

Everyone’s eyes focused on Fang Xiu. They didn’t know when it started, but Fang Xiu had become the one who made decisions for the group.

“We’ll take the train,” Fang Xiu replied calmly.

He wouldn’t take the plane. It was simple: he couldn’t fly yet. If they were at an altitude of ten thousand meters and encountered an unsolvable Specter incident or enemy, and if his death reset point was on the plane, he would be stuck in an unbreakable loop.

With Fang Xiu’s current physical abilities, he might survive a fall from a hundred meters, but falling from ten thousand meters would be certain death.

“Okay, we’ll take the train. I’ll arrange it immediately,” Yang Ming said.

The others didn’t question Fang Xiu’s decision. They had gotten used to it—whatever Xiu said, they did.