The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 443 - 250: Magic Miracle: Feast of the Resurrected Corpses_2

Chapter 443: Chapter 250: Magic Miracle: Feast of the Resurrected Corpses_2

This trust had been established by Dick Tang through countless complex cases he had solved in the past, and it could be said that not a single person in the Fifth District’s police force thought otherwise, even the titular leader of the police station, Police Chief Li, felt the same.

Police Chief Tang was the spiritual leader of the Lonely City police system; this was an indisputable fact.

And this was evident from the way officers of all ranks addressed him.

Police Chief Tang.

"Police Chief" wasn’t an official title, for all the officers believed that just using his title to address Tang wasn’t enough to express their respect for him, which is why there was such a designation as Police Chief Tang.

There could be many police chiefs in Lonely City, but when one referred to "Police Chief," everyone would invariably think of Police Chief Tang.

"Police Chief Tang will come, right?" another officer cast a questioning glance at Police Chief Rubin, with a clear subtext.

No matter why Police Chief Tang had been laying low, he wouldn’t shrink back at a time like this, would he?

"He will come. This isn’t just about a case anymore, this is Clo challenging our police station, and he definitely won’t allow such a criminal to roam free," Police Chief Rubin was very confident about this.

"Yes, that’s right," the officer nodded in agreement, feeling ashamed of his earlier comments. He looked up at Police Chief Rubin hesitantly and asked, "So, what do we do now..."

Police Chief Rubin asked over the police station’s voice channel: "Do we need to send forces into the Obsidian Building now?"

And the response in the voice channel was the same as what he had in mind, "No, we must not spook them; besides, we still need to wait for Police Chief Tang."

In normal thinking, the station should be immediately addressing any vulnerabilities and looking for opportunities to completely deal with Clo, but at this moment, the Police Chiefs over the voice channel unanimously chose to trust that man.

High above, Clo continued to speak, "Of course, I’m not sure whether he’ll show up here. After all, I just killed his android not too long ago, emmm, and almost succeeded in killing him. To tell you the truth, he has such luck—if it had been his real body at the station that day, then none of this would be happening now."

Red Clo seemed somewhat dispirited, as if the outcome of that day didn’t sit well with him.

He casually took a glass full of champagne next to him and, without hesitation, tossed it from the high-up space, then brought the empty glass to his lips and took a swig of air, "I can give him five minutes to get here, and if he contacts me within those five minutes, I can give him another fifteen minutes to make it here."

"I’ve always been accommodating with you all." He smiled, a gentle smile on his face, but for some reason, everyone felt it was insincere, "I also hope your Police Chief Dick Tang will appear before me—he had better... he had better not be too scared by the little accident last time."

"That would be such a disappointment," Red Clo sighed.

"So in the meantime, don’t do anything rash..." he cast his gaze down at the police line on the ground, "otherwise, I will really kill someone."

Five minutes.

This time echoed in the hearts of everyone in Area E3, their attention already drawn to Clo, not even realizing that the black-clad Hunters in the area had nearly been wiped out.

Time ticked away, everyone’s gaze fixed on the rooftop of that tall building.

But there was none.

Dick Tang’s figure never appeared.

"It’s been four minutes," Police Chief Rubin glanced at his watch, his heart almost sinking.

"Look, there’s a silhouette up there!" Suddenly, an officer who had been observing the rooftop with binoculars spotted something and promptly handed the binoculars to Police Chief Rubin beside him.

And Police Chief Rubin hurriedly picked up the binoculars and looked in that direction.

A man in a suit was standing on the rooftop.

"Is that..." Police Chief Rubin squinted his eyes to identify the man, and quickly recognized the face, "Jiang Shu?! The Magician?"

This was a situation no one had anticipated; they all turned to look at the second figure on the rooftop.

Why?

Why was it Jiang Shu up there in that spot?

Where was Police Chief Tang?

"Good, five minutes are up." Red Clo glanced at the time, he hadn’t once looked at Jiang Shu in front of him since the beginning, his voice broadcasting over the speakers to every corner of the Central District, "Your savior hasn’t shown up, so..."

But before he could finish, Jiang Shu in front of him spoke, "I’m here, what do you want to play? Anything! I’ll play with you!"

Jiang Shu’s face was marked by an unprecedented determination, and his words were also broadcast throughout the Central District via Clo’s microphone.

The Magician...

For a moment, a strange sentiment rose in the hearts of the officers, the Violent Terror Mobile Team, and the survivors in the Central District.

On one hand, they hoped that the person on the rooftop wasn’t the Magician, but on the other...

It seemed that they could only rely on this Magician, who was merely part of the T4 Entertainment Series.

"You? Oh, you," Red Clo looked as if he had just noticed Jiang Shu, he slightly raised his head, standing on the edge of the rooftop with a condescending demeanor, "But you are not the person I need."

Then he cracked a smile and repeatedly pressed the buttons in his hand.