Chapter 2332: Chapter 2327: The List (14)

Compared to it, the additional items actually looked more normal.

Silver-black, shaped like a cross star.

He held in his hand a burial artifact that had been buried underground with the corpse for decades, yet Fu Qian didn’t mind.

One cannot just look at appearances, this is the result of Mr. Cardon Sr.’s hard excavation, a commemoration of the third item on the list.

Giving me such things, isn’t it precisely a proof of the resolve to be mutual reflections?

This is not just talk, the old man is serious about the fifth item.

And commenting that the two additional items are more normal, Fu Qian is serious as well.

Stealing things, exchanging identities... It seems outrageous, but doing such things on the brink of death can be seen as the same kind of behavior, that is, a struggle with the concept of "self."

In the face of the fear of death, destroying and examining oneself can be said to be a natural impulse.

At least in Fu Qian’s view, it’s much more normal than smothering your father with a pillow.

Though this also brings a problem, which is that he hardly gained any new information from the latter two items.

Stealing cars was done in the blink of an eye, and in the case of identity swaps, judging by the old man’s attitude, he obviously wasn’t planning to show Fu Qian the character card, leaving him to act freely.

To sum it up, his performance indeed expedited the content of the list, but it also generated drawbacks.

Next, he needs to attempt full guidance with only a little information at his disposal.

"Where are we going?"

Just as Fu Qian was inspecting the item in his hand, Cardon was already gripping the steering wheel, turning back to ask.

...

Very professional and quickly getting into character.

It must be said, a Transcendent’s control is always something a Mortal envies.

After the fifth item on the list began, the old man not only instantly adjusted his emotions and got into character, but even with muscle coordination, his facial skin seemed to have tightened slightly.

In action, he even handed over decision-making power, meticulously playing the role of a driver.

And most importantly, lights around them were starting to turn on.

Indeed, this identity swap was very thorough, even withdrawing the mental influence previously exerted on the surroundings, acting as an ordinary person.

And seeing this is by no means good news, unauthorized excavation is one thing, but the vehicle underneath them is genuine stolen goods.

Let’s just say, as someone near death, his resolve and openness are enviable.

"To the shop from earlier."

While marveling in his heart, Fu Qian didn’t waste this enthusiasm, getting into the act in a flash.

And giving the destination without any hesitation showed the confidence of someone older.

"...Okay."

The action of turning back was a bit stiff, Cardon was clearly observing the reclining figure in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

No matter how quickly he gave the answer or the leisurely demeanor, it seemed to bring a bit of shock.

Luckily, this didn’t contradict the character he was playing, and Cardon quickly nodded in agreement, starting the car.

From the corner of his eye, he could see that when they drove out for less than ten meters, there were already lights turning on in the house next door.

...

"We’re here."

But it didn’t matter, Cardon was a good driver.

Without taking any wrong turns, the duo quickly returned to their starting point.

Even facing the still-closed roadside shop, the old man suppressed the urge to ask Fu Qian why they came to this place.

"You can stay in the car."

And in response to Cardon was a classic line, Fu Qian directly reiterated what the other had instructed him before.

As for getting out, he undoubtedly headed straight for the locked shop door.

It had been mentioned before that the checkered shirt shop owner’s response was quite steady.

After encountering an unknown villain during the day, he even gave up sleeping in the store at night, locking the door and leaving directly.

Unfortunately, there is a downside; while this action let him avoid unwanted guests, it also made it easy for them to enter.

With a light click, the lock was already opened.

Fu Qian noted that if it was bolted from the inside, it would have inevitably taken a bit more effort.

And the scene behind the door was pretty much unchanged from when the mission started.

On one hand, it proved that business was indeed not good and the owner hadn’t sold much.

On the other hand, his wishful thinking was high, as he hadn’t taken away some of the valuable items.

Click!

Fu Qian turned on the light and even came to the back of the counter.

He didn’t search the drawers, just took a kettle, filled it with water, and started heating it.

Without sitting down, Fu Qian quickly walked into the store’s product area, found a cup for drinking water, and a heavy bag of powder.

Unfortunately, as mentioned before, the store’s clientele determined that almost everything was travel-sized.

The cup was metal and had no design to speak of, and the pre-ground coffee smelled more of burnt than aroma.

Good thing Fu Qian wasn’t picky, finding a place to get a drink in such a remote corner at night was already good enough.

"Did you come here just to do this?"

Even Cardon wasn’t picky.

While Fu Qian quietly waited for the water to boil, the car outside had already silently stalled, and the old man’s curiosity was almost palpable as his footsteps approached, clearly not focused on the coffee.

...

It was apparent he was making a concerted effort to play his part; even Cardon’s footsteps as he entered the door seemed to explain what hesitation and confusion are.

This was certainly not his style, but it fit the image of a driver internally filled with bewilderment due to abstract observations.

Reach the destination, one stays in the car while the other operates solo, aligning with the previous procedures.

However, the old man didn’t seem particularly patient, not even waiting for the water to boil before he couldn’t resist getting out of the car.

Perhaps in his understanding of the "driver" role, his earlier demeanor was merely feigned composure when his psychological defenses were already on the verge of collapse?

Hence adding his ideas to the current performance.

Moreover, Fu Qian acknowledged that he might bear some responsibility.

After all, during the old man’s previous operation, he wasn’t as bold; although he didn’t restrict peeking, he never directly turned on the lights.

"Please sit."

But since Cardon was here, Fu Qian didn’t mind his intrusion, and signaled him to find a seat while he continued his tasks.

"Thank you... but I don’t have the habit of drinking at night."

Cardon hesitated slightly, feeling that the driver should follow suggestions under these circumstances, and actually took a folding chair nearby to sit down.

Yet, facing the multiple cups Fu Qian had laid out, he still frowned and refused politely.

"It’s fine, I do."

Fu Qian remained affable, still filling the cup slowly.

"Besides, this isn’t for you; it’s for another friend."

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