Once, I wanted to be a good person

"Where is this place?"

Fang Ze looked around the dark room in confusion.

The room was not small. It looked to be about 70 square meters large.

In the middle of the room were two sets of tables and chairs that were facing each other. The difference was that the table near Fang Ze had an old lamp.

The entire layout and construction of the room was oddly familiar to Fang Ze. It looked like an interrogation room.

After surveying the middle of the room, Fang Ze began to check the rest of the room.

As he walked along the room, Fang Ze realized it was a closed room. There were no windows in any of the four walls except for a black steel door on the left.

The steel door was almost two meters high. It was dark and heavy, and was carved with odd patterns.

The patterns were like flower stems that crookedly covered the entire iron door and extended to the center, forming the word "One".

"One?"

Fang Ze muttered the word, then couldn't help but hesitate.

"If there's a 'One', is there a 'Two'? So are there other rooms?"

With that in mind, Fang Ze tried to push the steel door. Either he wasn't strong enough or he didn't meet some kind of condition, but it didn't budge.

After trying to open the steel door for more than ten minutes and seeing that it really had no effect, Fang Ze had no choice but to return to the table in the middle of the room.

He checked the two tables and the chairs. There was nothing out of the ordinary, just the most ordinary of tables and chairs. Then, Fang Ze's eyes fell on the lamp on the table.

Fang Ze hesitated as he looked at the old lamp. Carefully, he touched it gently.

The lamp was made of iron, making it rough and cool to the touch.

Fang Ze waited a minute. When nothing happened, he put his hand on the switch of the lamp and clicked it on.

As the lamp was turned on, Fang Ze felt a heavy blow on his head. It was as if there was a lot of information in his head, making it abnormally heavy…

He staggered and leaned on the table, trying to digest the information that had entered his brain…

After some time, Fang Ze shook his head and opened his eyes, looking tired.

When his eyes opened, the room in front of him was still dark. The dim light from the desk lamp was cone-shaped. It shone on the chair opposite and then fell on the wall, forming streaks of light and shadow.

"The Late-Night Investigation Room…?"

Fang Ze murmured these four words. Then, he recalled the extra information that had just popped into his head.

He wasn't sure about the other rooms, but Fang Ze knew the name of the room in front of him: the Late-Night Investigation Room.

Every night, after he fell asleep, he could come here and summon someone he'd had physical contact with and who was already asleep to talk and investigate.

As long as he turned on this lamp, he could change the layout and furnishings of this room. He could also hide his figure and appearance, and change his voice.

Furthermore… He could sense the other party's emotions and hear the other party's inner voice.

In addition, after the investigation was over, according to the situation of the person being investigated and the value of the obtained information, Fang Ze could also randomly obtain an "object" related to the other party.

This thing could be an ordinary item, a prophetic artifact, a special talent, or an Awakened ability…

"This is a divine artifact…"

"With it, I won't be at my wits' end in any case I come across."

"Moreover, I can obtain 'something' after the investigation. If I obtain an Awakened ability, I'll have the ability to protect myself in this world."

"I won't have to feel insecure like I do now."

"The only problem is that when I investigate, I have to leave no trace. I have to hide my real identity."

"I cannot let my true identity be discovered before I obtain any information. If I encounter any danger…"

"But… is all this really true?"

As he hesitated, Fang Ze followed the information in his mind and knocked lightly on the table in front of him with the knuckle of his right index finger.

Instantly, a three-dimensional image of several people appeared in front of him.

There were colleagues from the task force this time, such as Agent Qin, Wang Hao, and his colleagues from the identification team.

There also were doctors and nurses who used to treat Fang Ze in the hospital.

Other than these people, there were also some people of all ages and appearances that Fang Ze did not know.

"They should be the people I came into contact with before I transmigrated…"

Fang Ze speculated.

After looking at all the three-dimensional images, Fang Ze hesitated. In the end, he didn't make a choice.

After all, he had just come into contact with this room and was still unfamiliar with it.

Coupled with the fact that his brain had suddenly received a lot of information tonight, this caused him to be groggy and made it difficult for him to investigate effectively. Thus, it was difficult to obtain good items.

Therefore, he decided to wait until he got up tomorrow to seriously select a suitable candidate and test the entire process of the investigation.

With that in mind, Fang Ze looked around the room again to make sure he hadn't missed anything. He turned off the light, closed his eyes, and leaned back in his chair.

The room slowly fell into darkness. Fang Ze, who was sitting in a chair, felt sleepy.

Within two seconds, he was drifting into sleep…

…

The next morning, Fang Ze was out of bed before six.

He looked around reflexively.

There were no crude tables or chairs around. There was no old lamp either. Meanwhile, Wang Hao was sound asleep in the next bed. Fang Ze was sure he was back in the real world.

A glance at the clock told him it was six in the morning. Fang Ze checked his body and tried to remember what had happened in that room the night before.

Judging from the fact that there was nothing wrong with his body, that room did not seem to have any ill intentions towards him.

Furthermore, according to the preliminary verification last night, the function of that room was probably real, too.

Therefore, he could really find someone to test it out tonight.

"However… Who do I choose to investigate?"

Fang Ze couldn't help but mutter.

After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, Fang Ze patted his face to wake himself up.

Then, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

He brushed his teeth, washed his face, and settled his personal problems.

After everything was done, Fang Ze left the bathroom and returned to the room.

Inside the room, Wang Hao, who had been sleeping, was now sitting up. He was yawning and leaning against the bed while reading a book.

To be honest, although this guy was a little arrogant, he was really hardworking.

Fang Ze tried to remember. It seemed that every time he saw Wang Hao, Wang Hao was reading.

He read on his bed, in the toilet, before bed, and even after waking up.

Was he reading some secret book on solving crimes or a detailed explanation of a case?

He was already being provided for by the government. Was there still a need to be so hardworking?

With that thought, Fang Ze leaned down curiously and tilted his head, glancing at the cover of the book.

The title was, "Magnificent Nightlife: The Golden Rooster List of the Red Light District in June."

Fang Ze was confused.

???!

Fang Ze couldn't help but look at Wang Hao's handsome and smug face. He almost didn't recognize his roommate.

Appearances were truly deceiving!

Indeed, only those with strong features could be traitors!

Perhaps it was because Fang Ze's gaze was too obvious, or it was because everyone had a sixth sense from a fear of public embarrassment. In any case, Wang Hao, who was yawning, instinctively woke up.

Then, he looked up at Fang Ze reflexively.

Seeing Fang Ze's strange expression, he couldn't help but look down at the book in his hand.

At that moment, his face turned red. Then, he stiffened and stammered, "I'm in charge of this place in our city. I'm looking at this to get relevant information. To avoid…"

Fang Ze nodded at his words. "I understand. I understand."

Wang Hao was half relieved that Fang Ze believed him.

However, before he could relax, he heard Fang Ze ask him curiously.

"Allow me to interview you. If the agent in charge of the red-light district goes there to play, is it free? If so, then I'll apply for a change of venue when this case is over."

Upon hearing Fang Ze's words, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment. Then, his handsome face turned from red to dark red, and finally to the color of pig liver!

After a moment, he roared, "I've never been to play! I'm really only looking up information!"

Fang Ze quickly agreed. "Yes, yes, yes. How can an agent in his area of responsibility be considered to be playing there?"

After that, Fang Ze said things like, "I'm just going to experience life. I understand everything…" "By the way, is there a bubble bath?" "If not, is there a cosplay? I like Spider-Woman." There were many things that Wang Hao didn't understand…

Wang Hao felt like he was going crazy.

He completely could not understand why his roommate was so excited!

Wasn't reading newspapers and magazines the normal way for agents to understand the information about the region they managed?

The red-light district was filled with all sorts of people. If he didn't understand which gang it belonged to, how could he deal with it quickly if there was a case?!

He was really doing this for work!

Meanwhile, after teasing Wang Hao for a while, Fang Ze's mood became extremely beautiful.

Therefore, he ignored Wang Hao, who was so angry that his head was starting to smoke. He hummed a song as he strolled out the door.

However, when the door closed behind him, Fang Ze's expression gradually faded. He couldn't help but rub his chin as he walked out.

To be honest, his roommate seemed to be a very suitable candidate for the experiment.

He was simple, not scheming, easy to get information out of, and convenient to obtain high-value information from.

By spending a lot of time with him, he could observe Wang Hao's reactions and situation.

Wang Hao was quiet, solitary, and not prone to leaks.

Most importantly… From the books he read, the material life in high-level cities was too rich!!

He might be able to obtain something good!

Hmm… If he thought about it this way, it seemed like he could really consider it…

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