Who hid My Corpse!

Chapter 95: The times have changed at nine_2

“Carol left the company in year 237 and is now working at XX Metal in Zone Three.”

Ten years isn’t too long ago, so most of the maintenance staff are still on duty, and they’re clearly not suitable targets.

But those who have left the company are a different story.

Take, for example, this Carol who works at a prosthetic limb shop.

After noting down the name and address, Gerard closed the file and decided he would go find this former maintenance worker immediately.

The fact that he had accessed the records without hindrance made Gerard’s sense of unease grow stronger, as if a major event was about to happen and he was the only one who knew.

He walked quickly out of the small room, leaving the archive room with footsteps louder and more hurried than before, which soon vanished at the end of the corridor.

At that moment, a dark shadow slowly emerged from a corner of the room.

The figure slowly approached where Gerard had been sitting, reached for the file that had been consulted.

“Ten years, and you’ve actually taken the first step,” he murmured as he browsed through the file, “Archbishop Yong Xin was right after all, you’re not one to settle down.”

He paused, chuckling lightly.

“But it doesn’t matter now, it’s too late. The final celebration is about to be completed, you…”

He didn’t finish his sentence when his body suddenly stiffened.

“Hmm?”

He looked around in confusion.

Just now, he felt as if someone had glanced at him, yet he was clearly the only person here.

“Strange,” he shook his head and put the file back on the shelf, “That old hero really doesn’t want to let me have a good night’s sleep… Looks like I’ll have to go on a rare field mission.”

He too left the archive room, closing the door behind him.

Then the perspective rapidly shrank, finally reflecting in a starry pupil.

Just as Gerard exited the Sky Tower, he heard Bai Wei’s voice, nonchalant in his mind, “Here’s a free piece of advice, whatever you plan on doing, you’d better do it fast.”

Gerard halted momentarily, “What do you mean?”

Bai Wei replied with a laugh, “Advice is free, but details within aren’t. Do you want to make a deal?”

Gerard remained silent for a while, said nothing, and just quickened his pace towards Gear Station.

…

Lyra City is divided into five zones, each governed by one of the Five Great Bishops.

The Sky Tower is located in Zone One, which is the central area. The other four zones, which spread out around Zone One, form a hive-like structure.

Aside from the central Zone One and the Fifth Zone which borders the Polluted Land and is tasked with combating pollution, the remaining three zones have no significant functional differences. But there are slight disparities, such as Zone Three, where Gerard was headed, which is more oriented towards the manufacture and trade of various metal parts.

This zone, overall, was quite prosperous, and the station was crowded.

But when Gerard stepped off the gear car, his distinctive “personal flavor” quickly cleared a path through the crowd.

“Although I know you’re excited since your decade-long confusion is finally making progress,” Bai Wei’s voice drawled in Gerard’s mind as he hurried along, “I think you should still be concerned about your personal image… You’re still bleeding, you know.”

With Bai Wei’s reminder, Gerard realized that his abdomen was indeed still oozing blood, which was mixing with the excess machine oil from the morning and leaking out in a rather terrifying sight.

No wonder the looks in the eyes of passersby were different, filled with disgust and horror… There was never horror before.

Gerard frowned slightly. He knew he should tend to his wound now, but Bai Wei’s words just before had caught his attention so intensely he didn’t dare slow down. He simply tightened the bandage he had been using to stop the bleeding, hoping to slow the flow and considered it treated.

But as mentioned before, the scent of his blood mixed with oil had a remarkably beneficial effect for him. The station, which would have taken more than ten minutes to navigate, took him less than five minutes to traverse, free from any obstruction.

Shortly after, he made his way to the prosthetic limb shop recorded in the file with speed.

The prosthetic shop was thronged with young people all there to change their prosthetic limbs.

Yet, Gerard immediately spotted the person he was looking for within the crowd—Carol.

At that moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of Bai Wei’s “advice” earlier, at least he had laid eyes on Carol.

He originally wanted to go directly to Carol to inquire, but that would have been too conspicuous, so after scoping out the situation, Gerard decided to follow protocol. Thus, he began to queue up.

Prosthetics are the hottest industry in Lyra.

Thus, the mechanicians capable of replacing prosthetics were naturally in high demand. Each prosthetic shop had three to four mechanicians, and those who made exceptional prosthetics and had superior replacement techniques were naturally more popular. Carol, formerly a maintainer of the Sky Tower, evidently surpassed ordinary mechanicians in various technical aspects, which is why the queue for his services was the longest—Gerard ended up lining all the way outside the store.

He glanced at the sky. Although it was just past noon, judging by the pace, it was doubtful he’d get his turn even after closing time.