The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 497 - 269: Peculiar Actions of Jiang Shu_2
Chapter 497: Chapter 269: Peculiar Actions of Jiang Shu_2”The people from the police station?” Hearing this, the President’s eyes, which had been reduced to narrow slits, suddenly widened. He flipped over and got out of bed, sitting on it, his mind still hesitant, ”Are you sure?”

”I cannot be certain, but there’s a considerable probability. This secret is something I pried from Hughes’s mouth, the same guy who wanted to make a police report last time.” The leader of the supervision team did not dare to speak with complete confidence; he merely clarified the information he had come to understand with a slight bias.

”I see,” the President nodded. He turned to the robot and ordered, ”Go get my clothes.”

With that, he stood in front of a full-length mirror and began to scrutinize the reflection before him.

Years of living as a high-ranking official had left him with a layer of substantial fat, yet his face was not plump or round but covered in horizontal flesh. When he looked at the mirror expressionlessly, his face exuded an inherent sense of authority without the need to be outwardly angry.

The robot moved up from behind him and began passing over the clothes one by one, with the President slowly dressing himself.

Underwear, shirt, tie, suit.

One by one, he donned low-profile but luxurious tailor-made garments, and gradually, the President transformed back into his usual sharply dressed appearance.

”Indeed, much more efficient after being sent in for repairs,” he muttered to himself, fastening the buttons on his shirt cuffs.

A couple of days earlier, this robot had a minor malfunction, only fully repaired this morning. After a quick calibration and testing by the company’s Research department, it was put back to use.

It had become smarter and now possessed some autonomous judgment.

At the very least, the robot could now autonomously determine the types and order of clothing to be worn.

It was a progress.

After completing his attire, the President had also finished his deliberations. He made a call to the leader of the supervision team: ”Come to see me with your team members now, and notify the security team as well, hmm... tell tech support to do another check on the Iris Family’s situation.”

”Understood.” The voice on the other end of the phone affirmed with a nod.

The President had called him minutes later than usual, which meant the decision was made after careful deliberation. That is to say...

Were they about to enter into a conflict with the police station?

The possibility alone sent a wave of indescribable yearning and excitation trembling through his heart.

After hanging up the phone, the leader immediately issued orders to all his subordinates: ”Bring the explosion-proof shields and batons with you; we’re going to make an arrest. Oh, and bring along the new net guns, too. They are military-grade, and we haven’t even used them yet!”

”Got it!” The members below, dressed in the identical black and white uniforms of the supervision team, chorused in response, with a few overzealous ones even rolling up their sleeves to display their tattooed arms.

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”Gary is on the nineteenth floor of Building X!” Wolf’s pace quickened. ”We got a message from the police station; he’s disguised as a window Cleaner, currently lying in ambush on the President’s inevitable route to the conference room!”

”Got it,” Jiang Shu nodded in understanding, quickening his pace to keep up with Wolf.

One question had been troubling him on their way.

He had only seen Ding, who was capable of Invisibility; so where were the other three Tablet Spirits?

Hmm?

But, of course, the focus right now was not to dwell on where the Tablet Spirits ended up. The priority was to get to Gary as fast as possible.

He had a hunch that the critical conflict would erupt right there.

Hastening their steps, Jiang Shu, however, began to feel shortness of breath and tightness in his chest. Running from Building B to Building X and taking detours through the underground car park to avoid employee card checkpoints...

He had been running non-stop for seven or eight minutes, which was pretty much the farthest he could sprint.

After all, he wasn’t trained in physical endurance, so his fitness level was already commendable.

But now, he was struggling to keep up with Wolf. Although Wolf had been slowing down for him, the physical disparity between Jiang Shu and Wolf was considerable.

So he decided it was time to ”cheat.”

Simply put, he attached his Cards to the soles of his feet and his back, then used the Paper Card Technique to propel himself forward.

Striding broadly.

Each step was much larger than his usual stride; where Wolf, a tall man, might cover one and a half meters with each step, Jiang Shu was making three to four meters in a single bound, his body moving strangely, like a unique species.

Fortunately, Wolf was too far ahead to witness Jiang Shu’s odd running style. Otherwise, he would definitely suspect whether this guy was really human.

A new type of Mutant?

Quite possible.

Although it lacked any aesthetic sense of athleticism, resembling more the posture of a lizard running in the desert, and was a bit awkward, he couldn’t deny how much easier and faster it was to run this way.

Except it was a bit tough on the groin.

He’d need to improve on that sometime.

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The man’s working silhouette reflected on the glass window before him.

The wind was strong at such a high altitude, but the rope suspending him was very stable, showing no sign of being blown about, and thus his shadow was also steady as if he was glued to the glass.

”Screech—screech—” The squeegee scrubbed over the pane of glass.

The glass before him was not completely flat.

Flat glass would continuously reflect the sunlight into the city under the sun, easily causing significant light pollution. And since the people who designed this building were probably not top-notch architects, given inherent design issues, the glass itself had to be modified to address the problem of light pollution.