Naming Technique of the Night-Chapter 623 - 389 Final Destination 3

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Chapter 623: 389, Final Destination 3

Chapter 623: 389, Final Destination 3

The Shadow continued, “But you must understand, although I don’t sincerely want to bring him back home, it is enough that you sincerely do. So, if you choose to leave, you have to finish this matter first.”

Qing Chen asked, “But why me? I’m a Time Traveler, not a real Descendant of Qing.”

“You’ll know the answer in time,” Qing’s shadow asked, “I have a question for you, do you want Qing Yi to be your shadow, right?”

Qing Chen hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. “No one said a shadow couldn’t have its own shadow. He’s in the light, I’m in the dark—it’s perfect.”

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“It is indeed good that you dare to break the rules, but have you ever considered—if Qing Yi were to find out you’re also a Shadow Candidate, what would he think?” Qing’s Shadow asked. “You can say you won’t change, but will he not? When the time comes, personally killing a friend is not a pleasant experience.”

For a moment, Qing Chen was startled, as if the Shadow had personally killed a friend during the previous Shadow conflict.

Then, Qing Chen asked, “Do you think Qing Xing truly has a Lucky Halo?”

The Shadow replied with a smile, “What do you think? I know you’ve asked Yan Chunmi to investigate Qing Xing, but let me tell you, no matter how good your investigative skills are, you won’t find any clues. Do you think I only started paying attention to him now? I’ve been watching him since I became a Shadow.”

“In the last ten years, he’s picked up money 3,491 times, and not a single person who lost their money was a repeat. If someone deliberately threw money to help him create this illusion of a Lucky Halo, then picking up money would be his biggest flaw, because you would need 3,491 people to throw money for him.”

Qing Chen nodded, understanding that the bigger the lie and the more people involved, the larger the flaw in the lie would be.

However, Qing Chen said, “Have you considered that there might be a secret group of members creating accidents for him, like stealing money and then dropping it for him to find?”

Continuing, Qing Chen said, “While accidents may seem coincidental, as long as the executor is clever enough, they can make them seamless. Perhaps there are individuals in the world who excel at using ‘accidental events’. Behind what looks like chance, in fact, lies deeper calculation.”

Qing Chen was a man who did not believe in coincidences, so after returning tomorrow, he planned to send people to investigate Song Niannian.

The frequency of the other party appearing before him was simply too high to not be suspicious.

Therefore, his first reaction upon hearing the rumors about Qing Xing was to doubt him.

At this point, the Shadow offered an explanation. “I’ve also doubted the hypothesis you suggested, but over the years, there have been over one hundred and thirty coincidences related to him. For instance, Qing Wen caught a cold because the weather turned cold and his Servant forgot to close the window, causing him to catch a chill in the middle of the night.”

“There are also sixty-three incidents that took place under surveillance cameras with nobody inadvertently cooperating, no repeated faces captured on camera. There was only one repeated face, whom I had interrogated specifically, only to find out that person was clean and had merely coincidentally appeared at two accident sites.”

Qing Chen understood the implication: if there were never any repeated faces on camera, it meant it couldn’t possibly be a team committing these acts. Otherwise, the team would be too large and too easy to expose.

If this team had more than ten people, the Shadow would have likely already discovered them.

The Shadow said, “Out of these accidents, in thirteen of them, Qing Xing was hundreds of kilometers away in a neighboring city when they occurred, ruling out the possibility of him personally committing these acts.”

Qing Chen furrowed his brows, ruling out a team committing the acts and Qing Xing setting up the accidents himself; this almost certainly classified it as metaphysical.

“So, you also believe that Qing Xing really has a Lucky Halo?” Qing Chen asked.

“I don’t believe it,” the Shadow chuckled.

“Why not?” Qing Chen wondered.

“There’s no reason; I just don’t believe it,” the Shadow laughed. “Do you believe it?”

“I don’t either,” Qing Chen responded.

“Why?”

After a moment of thought, Qing Chen said, “What’s most important to him now is the Shadow conflict. If he truly had a Lucky Halo, then he should have become friends with me by now. Or, his Lucky Halo should have come into effect for me by now, but I haven’t encountered any accidents.”

Rarely taken aback, the Shadow hadn’t expected such a confident answer from Qing Chen, but after serious thought, found he couldn’t refute it.

Qing Chen said, “Qing Xing probably doesn’t know that ‘the ninth’ Shadow Candidate is still alive, but such a thing like the Lucky Halo wouldn’t be contingent on Qing Xing’s awareness. If he really had a Lucky Halo, then even without knowing of my existence, I should have encountered many accidents by now.”

Qing Yi and the others were practically living out the movie “Final Destination”, unaware of when an accident might suddenly occur.

But Qing Chen had never encountered any.

Therefore, Qing Chen was convinced it was orchestrated by Qing Xing, albeit through more sophisticated methods.

This was a world where Transcendents existed, and Qing Chen suspected that Qing Xing was one of them.

Or perhaps, he held some kind of Taboo capable of altering others’ fates.

Qing Chen looked towards the Shadow: “Is there an unknown Taboo that could change someone’s fate?”

After a moment of thought, the Shadow said, “Huh, there actually is one. In the previous human era, there was a Transcendent with such ability, but before it could fully develop, it was killed by Ren Xiaosu, the founder of the Federation.”

“What ability?” Qing Chen inquired.

The Shadow shook his head, “Not sure, it’s too far back in the past. I only know he died on Los Angeles Wangchunmen Street. The incident was recorded by Hu’s Information Agency as part of the ‘Record of Abnormals’, but without clear details.”

In his memory, Qing Chen also recalled an item capable of achieving this: the Death Note.

Write down a plausible event in the book, no matter how strange or coincidental, as long as it has internal logic, it can happen.

A 5,000-word chapter, today a 10,000-word update as usual, still paying back a little interest.

September is almost over, and a standalone chapter will be available later—it’s optional to read it or not.