The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 63 - 64 Key Master

Chapter 63: Chapter 64 Key Master

Thirty minutes ago.

In a narrow and cramped ventilation duct, Fox finally saw the light; he knew the exit was just ahead.

He then put on his mask, and crawled forward even more quickly.

Members of the Deception Group only cooperated without revealing their true faces; in this way, if someone were caught, it would be just one, not a string of them.

Devil Wind was still behind him, they had been partners for a long time, and although they did not know each other’s faces, they had a good understanding.

Soon, Fox arrived at the exit. He tried to push open the iron cover, but it did not budge, clearly, someone had screwed it shut from the outside.

Fox: "???"

"What’s wrong?" Devil Wind’s voice came from behind.

"Someone has sealed the exit from outside." Fox furrowed his brow; this was not according to his plan, but he did not panic and turned to Devil Wind, "Give me a tool, I’ll take it apart."

"Mhm." Devil Wind nodded; his left hand gradually transformed into something resembling a jack, he detached his left hand and handed it to Fox.

"Bang—" Fox used the tool to instantly pop open the iron cover and then stepped on the duct to spring out.

He wasn’t worried about police waiting for him outside because they had their backup. Mu Jin was very strong in disguise, and mere police would not be able to detect her presence.

Fox surveyed the surroundings and, realizing everything was normal, quickly led Devil Wind through a tangled maze of alleys. Shortly, the two found the place and entered a house.

Inside, a woman with a Mussaenda mask had been waiting for a long time.

"Did you get the item?" Mu Jin stood up and walked gracefully towards Fox.

"No." Fox shook his head, rubbing his wrist, "Someone hit my hand with a hidden weapon, and the earring fell to the ground and disappeared."

"It might have been a Key Master." he continued, "I just don’t know what their ability is."

"Alright, I’ll go first." Mu Jin didn’t say much, turned around to leave, her voice carried a hint of disappointment, "I thought we could have added a little sister, seems like our group is not thriving."

"No worries, there are many Key Masters." Fox smiled, "We’ve already seized the initiative."

——

"Dark art." Jiang Shu extended his finger and pulled out a poker card with a pure black back from his pocket, placing it on the turned-off Tablet Spirit, and then continued, "It’s a simple concept, black on black can’t be seen. You can see it only if it reflects light."

In the last magic show "House of Cards," a few segments performed on the Magic Table used the principle of "dark art."

"Similarly, humans cannot see pure black objects in a dark environment." Jiang Shu confidently stated, he should have thought of this earlier, "I just asked Kirie too, she mentioned a type of black paint that could turn 3D objects into 2D."

"What do you mean?" Shen Xuwan asked unconsciously.

Xiao Jia projected a concept image of this paint on the giant screen.

"It’s simple, this black can make an object’s ’height’ or rather ’depth’ disappear." Jiang Shu pointed at a human model on the screen.

The model was three-dimensional, but when it was painted with the black paint, it became a flat image.

"So, by applying this paint or wearing clothing of this color in a dark environment, it’s like being invisible." Jiang Shu explained, "And at that time, the stage was draped in black curtains; in such a backdrop, it’s absolutely invisible to those below, even if flashlight beams hit it."

"Oh—" Wolf nodded in admiration, Jiang Shu’s explanation made perfect sense.

Beside him, Shen Xuwan’s gaze lingered on Jiang Shu, her beautiful eyes swirling with countless thoughts.

This man...

was walking with the police chief, yet the two officers just now had not addressed him by any rank or title. However, he could provide crucial clues that influenced the police chief’s thinking about the case.

Who exactly was this man who seemed to stay on the fringes of the police department?

Undeniably, Shen Xuwan became intrigued by this man who seemed to have full command of the case details.

Perhaps deeply immersed in classical music, she had no recollection of Jiang Shu, a prominent figure in the stormy events of the Deception Group.

"This operation should involve two members of the Deception Group," Jiang Shu continued, his mind reconstructing the details of the scene, "If I’m not mistaken, they probably also prepared a large black bag to contain... Ms. Shen."

He looked at Shen Xuwan, who now had her hair neatly and sleekly arranged, shimmering black like a mirror, which stirred an urge to plunge into it.

"Hmm?" Shen Xuwan was startled, apparently having no memory of being stuffed into a bag and transported.

"Do you remember what you were doing when we arrived?" Jiang Shu asked with a smile, though reluctant to admit, he indeed had to thank the four Tablet Spirits who were constantly snapping random photos all day long.

Shen Xuwan blinked; she truly didn’t remember much. In her memory, it seemed that she had just been answering questions since they had arrived.

"Here." Jiang Shu straightforwardly showed her a picture snapped by Xiao Jia, where Shen Xuwan was unconsciously arranging her hair.

Shen Xuwan took a glance, and her first reaction was not to observe what she was doing at the time, but instead...

"Your photography skills are quite impressive." Her eyes lit up at the photo, which was impeccably composed and captured, exquisitely showcasing her lazy yet pure and desirable demeanor.

Jiang Shu "..."

Truly womanly to focus on such peculiar details.

"You were arranging your hair," he disregarded Shen Xuwan’s compliment. "Before going on stage, your hair couldn’t have been untouched by a stylist."

"Right." With this explanation, Shen Xuwan understood that she might indeed have been moved while in the bag, which would explain her disheveled hair.

Afterward, Wolf asked Shen Xuwan several more questions, but her answers remained elusive and failed to touch the root of the case.

Of course, she wasn’t to blame as she was merely a victim and hadn’t been in contact with the Deception Group for long.

By half-past nine in the evening, Wolf had personally recorded her statement and left the place with Jiang Shu.

"Shall I drop you off?" Wolf stood at the entrance of New Moon Hall, asking, "I’ll drop you off first as I might still have some things to take care of."

"No need, I’ll go back on my own," Jiang Shu smiled without taking the easy ride.

"Hmm?" Wolf found this odd; he knew Jiang Shu well enough that Jiang Shu wouldn’t pass up a chance to save money.

"Alright, I’m off." Jiang Shu waved at him and disappeared around the corner.

Wolf watched his figure fade away and gave up trying to understand after pondering for a while.

Meanwhile, after turning the street corner, Jiang Shu circled back to New Moon Hall. He went up to a fence surrounding it and looked up at the high barrier.

The sharp spikes on the barrier glistened menacingly.

He scanned the surroundings; it was a blind spot for surveillance cameras, and with no one around, he confidently took out playing cards.

A total of sixteen cards formed a staircase in front of him, and he quickly stepped onto it, using it to vault over the barrier.

Currently, his spiritual power wasn’t enough to turn the playing cards into a magic carpet, but merely leveraging them posed no problem at all.