Chapter 182: Chicken Soup Master
The night wind carried the charred stench of the fire, a pungent mix of burnt cotton clothing, food, and daily necessities.
Gu He watched anxiously as Inspector Lin Chen of the Mystery Bureau Mobile Task Force failed to talk Elizabeth down. She remained stubbornly determined to perform a retrospective at the supply warehouse where the fire had started.
"Captain Lin, let me ask you something," Gu He interjected. "What's the worst-case scenario here?"
"It's hard to say." Lin Chen's tone remained dead serious. "We can't rule out the possibility that the perpetrator left an information trap, like laced Personality Raw Material or other data. It would only trigger for a specific target, waiting for them to take the bait.
"If that happens, a retrospective is no different from plunging into an abyss of illusions. If she mishandles it, personality degradation, dissociation, and neural damage are all on the table. As bystanders, we could forcefully drag her out if things go south, but that's like a hard disconnect from the neural network. The chances of permanent neural damage are extremely high."
Gu He finally understood. They were all terrified of neural damage, but right now, that wasn't his greatest fear.
His true fear was Elizabeth's personality collapsing, turning her into a crazy Goose or a braindead Goose.
Goose, you can't let anything happen to you, he thought. The Red Rain House can't fall, and the Sharers still rely on you to support and expand them.
Meanwhile, Elizabeth was already walking toward the devastated supply warehouse.