Chapter 2159: Chapter 2154: Confinement (28)

No wonder Rachel, the waitress, is more popular with diners compared to Jane.

The latter is youthful and charming, with a likable personality, but this visually impactful ’ripe peach’ allure is indeed more memorable.

Although this innate beauty seems to grant her only a little bit of leeway for occasional truancy.

The implicit helplessness resonates well with this decaying town.

"Okay, Rachel."

Fu Qian continued to stare impolitely, yet complied with her request to call her so.

"You do really like pink."

Without waiting for a response, he commented on the color of the car.

"...we all like this color."

Not surprisingly, this remark slightly stiffened Rachel’s sweet smile.

Unable to resist, she scrutinized Fu Qian more closely, and in the next moment, Rachel cautiously explained.

We?

Of course, Fu Qian didn’t think Rachel was referring to herself and him.

As everyone knows, for married couples, all major household purchases are ’joint decisions.’

This statement, in the ears of those attentive, is akin to overtly mentioning her husband.

Due to previous bizarre behaviors and knowledge about preferred colors, Rachel obviously became even more puzzled about his origins and purpose.

What a coincidence, both issues indeed hold questions.

"It seems Ed really suits pink."

Finally, Fu Qian directly mentioned her husband’s name without any evasiveness.

...

Predictably, Rachel’s expression froze completely.

"Mr. Huck should still be at your house right now."

Fu Qian added, pointing to his own chest.

"Let me introduce myself again, Anke, the new officer."

Ah—

Recognizing this identity was somewhat unexpected.

If he hadn’t mentioned Huck’s whereabouts earlier, Rachel might have directly expressed her skepticism.

"Okay, Anke... so are you here to take the missing persons back?"

When she spoke again, she seemed to have temporarily accepted this setting and speculated about Fu Qian’s purpose.

"If you put it that way, I suppose not a problem."

Fu Qian recalled his mission, nodding.

"It’s said two missing persons came to this place, and Huck and I are trying to find them.

"A young man and a young woman, both very young, have you seen them?"

Uh...

Rachel looked a bit dumbfounded, seemingly not expecting such a twist.

Perhaps sensing she was being played, but the other party’s statement didn’t present any issue, it was just her overthinking...

"Sorry, no... you’re not here for me?"

Despite all, she looked relieved, unable to resist confirming once more.

"Of course not, while having breakfast, Huck suddenly recalled to check with the kind-hearted Ed about any sight of the young missing persons."

Fu Qian casually depicted the decision process.

"Regrettably, not only does he like pink as much as you do, but he’s also sorry he couldn’t help."

...

"Mr. Huck has always been a good person."

While her response matched previous ones without failings, Rachel evidently didn’t believe Mr. Huck Sr.’s determination was due to a sudden insight.

Anyone could guess that he went to her place under such a pretext to check the situation and even entrusted someone else with an additional look...

Taking a deep breath, Rachel delivered a rather high evaluation to one not particularly fond of her type.

"So should I head back now, or go to work?"

Meanwhile, she watched Fu Qian cautiously, trying to solicit his opinion.

"It’s your freedom, I’m just delivering the situation."

Unfortunately, Fu Qian wasn’t that enthusiastic, shaking his head, signaling she could decide on her own.

Though instructed to glance if possible, to Fu Qian, even Mr. Huck Sr. had no intent to meddle with Rachel’s next moves.

The art of interaction is vast and profound.

Two individuals forming a marriage often find many outrageous things are shared outcomes.

His trip’s meaning was merely to affirm Rachel was skiving rather than deceased, providing definition to the matter.

Law enforcement ensures the bare minimum, not acting as a community committee.

"But, if possible, could you give me a ride?"

Seeing Rachel remain silent, Fu Qian presented a new request.

Huh?

This finally triggered a reaction; Rachel clearly hadn’t expected him wanting a lift.

So that’s why the repeated observations earlier?

"My car is too conspicuous."

Fu Qian ignored her reaction, gesturing towards his vehicle.

Even though, the excuse was simplistic.

Rachel glanced back and forth between the two cars, evidently unable to discern why hers wouldn’t be conspicuous.

"No problem, but I need to grab some things first."

In the end, she didn’t refuse, not even inquiring about his intended destination.

Regardless of his attitude or mere mention, it served as a kind warning for her.

Nodding in agreement, Rachel indicated for Fu Qian to wait a moment as she retrieved her belongings.

"Mind if you show me the art studio here?"

Unexpectedly, the new officer seemed interested in art, appearing quite enthusiastic.

...

"Your husband mentioned your recent passion for painting, would you really tell me you came this far just for classes?"

When Rachel hesitated, Fu Qian demonstrated surprising anticipation, assuming she had her own space here.

Once past a certain age, the urge to express often outweighs the urge to learn.

He didn’t believe her fervor was merely triggered by some encouragement or rapid progress.

"Indeed not, I found a spot to paint casually... please follow me."

Briefly silent, suspicious the other wasn’t truly into art, Rachel nodded, inviting, and turning to lead the way.

...

Admittedly, this amateur seems to carry a purer heart in pursuit.

Amid the more noticeable gazes than before, Fu Qian followed behind Rachel, proceeding quickly toward the depths of the place.

When she finally halted, Fu Qian was equally praising her studio’s location choice.

No wonder it didn’t catch his eye earlier; this spot is truly low-profile.

Even though one can glimpse from the parking lot, it’s still the kind where despite having signs, it’s hard to see from outside.

This might be why this seemingly spacious place hasn’t been claimed by others.

"Please wait a moment."

The door wasn’t even locked. Rachel pushed it open casually, showing no intention of introducing, heading straight for the bag hanging inside.

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