Gou learns witchcraft in another world

Chapter 8 Another Extraordinary Item

Half an hour later, Luo Qiu's old partner, the classic car that had been in service for more than 20 years, once again emitted its unique buzzing sound.

In the car, Luo Qiu held the steering wheel, while Smith sat in the back seat.

Generally speaking, as a newcomer, the task of driving should fall to Smith.

However, considering the other person's dark circles, Luo Qiu didn't dare to hand over the driving task to him.

However, Smith was not idle at this moment; next to him, someone was still being questioned by him.

"Mr. Stephen, are you sure that apartment was renovated just two years ago, and do you remember which pieces of furniture you purchased?"

Yes, sitting in the back seat of the car with Smith was Mr. Bias's landlord, Stephen.

Stephen's experience was somewhat unlucky.

Two days ago, when he was "invited" to the Investigation Bureau for questioning, it was Luo Qiu's colleague who took over.

After completing the report and just as he was about to be released, Smith unexpectedly transferred the investigation authority to himself. Stephen was then forced to remain at the FBI under the pretext of needing to assist in the investigation.

Yesterday, Stephen's assistance in the investigation was completed, but his release required Luo Qiu's signature, and unfortunately, Luo Qiu was distracted yesterday.

So Stephen stayed inside for the full forty-eight hours.

Today, Stephen was finally free, but as soon as he reached the entrance of the Bureau of Investigation, he was stopped by Smith and Roach and pulled into their car.

Facing the two of them again, Stephen, whose appearance was now a mess, was somewhat on the verge of collapse, but he still had to force a smile and speak:

"Yes, I remember which pieces of furniture I bought. If you two officers need anything, I will do my best to assist you."

……

The car stopped again in front of the apartment building.

As soon as they got out of the car, Smith eagerly pulled Stephen into the apartment.

"Hurry, tell me what items here belong to Mr. Bias, and also, where else are things hidden..."

"This...this isn't mine..."

Smith was quite decisive and efficient in his work.

Perhaps feeling that they had finally made a discovery, the eagerness of young people inevitably came to the fore.

The sound of the vintage car engine outside had just subsided when the creaking of things being moved could be heard coming from inside the apartment.

Inside the car, Luo Qiu had just pulled out the key, but he didn't rush to get out.

Knowing that the case was related to the supernatural, he, as a newbie who had just entered the supernatural realm, was naturally cautious.

When the car first arrived here, he had already carefully observed the surroundings with his Innate Eye.

After turning off the car, he waited for the sounds from inside the apartment to continue for a while, and only after confirming that there were no unusual movements did he slowly get out of the car.

His feelings were different this time around. With his phone still hidden in his pocket, and knowing how extraordinary this place was, Luo Qiu felt a surge of anticipation.

What if there's something extraordinary in there?

After a few steps to the apartment door, my gaze passed through the doorway, and everything inside the apartment was laid out before me.

Inside the living room, Agent Smith was extremely busy.

He knelt on one knee in front of a small table next to a sofa, wearing white gloves, and carefully felt around inside.

Beside the side table was an open wooden box, which Smith had just examined. At a glance, it contained a lighter, a bottle opener, and other odds and ends, some of which were of some value and quite attractive to men. But Smith's attention was clearly not on them.

Beside Smith, Stephen watched Smith's movements nervously, seemingly oblivious to the wooden box beside him.

Perhaps it was the questioning along the way that made him realize what Agent Smith was looking for. Now, he just wanted Smith to find it quickly so that he wouldn't be bothered anymore.

However, after Luo Qiu's gaze lingered on the unnoticed wooden box, a faint red light clearly emerged from it.

A discovery!

Upon seeing the red light, Luo Qiu's spirits lifted. But he immediately controlled his expression, remaining calm and stopping in his tracks.

Since Smith hadn't found anything about the wooden box, it was best for him to make his move later. If he went over now and attracted Smith's attention, he might have to explain himself.

However, thinking this way, Luo Qiu also became anxious.

This is an extraordinary object! The red color is much lighter than that gemstone. What could it be?

Five minutes later, Smith finally gave up on the side table. Then, like Luo Qiu before him, he began to focus his attention on the fireplace.

While the two shifted their focus, Luo Qiu pretended to be nonchalant and sat down on the sofa near the side table.

Looking at the wooden box again, this time, because he was closer, Luo Qiu immediately spotted the red-glowing object—a lighter.

The fact that this was an extraordinary object was quite unexpected for Luo Qiu. Thinking that picking it up wouldn't be out of the ordinary, Luo Qiu decisively took it in his hand the next moment.

The lighter is made of brass, has a square shape, and comes with a windproof cover.

Turn it over to check; there's nothing unusual about the front, side, or back—not even a single pattern or logo.

It wasn't until Luo Qiu opened its windproof cover that he immediately noticed something was wrong.

There's something wrong with the flame coming out of this lighter.

Ordinary lighters typically produce an orange-yellow flame.

The flame from this lighter, however, had a hint of blue.

Anyone familiar with flames knows that they are blue because fuel and oxygen mix thoroughly and burn together, releasing more energy.

Simply put, blue flames are hotter than orange flames.

The appearance of a blue flame here made Luo Qiu doubt that the lighter was particularly valuable. Considering the red light, there was only one explanation:

Someone placed a supernatural object inside a lighter. Each time it was used, the object released energy, causing the flame to heat up slightly.

So, this is actually an extraordinary lighter that makes it easier to light cigarettes!

……

ba da~

Luo Qiu closed the lighter's windproof cap.

After learning the purpose of the lighter, he was speechless, and he dared not light a flame again.

It's not that I'm afraid of being discovered, but every time I use the lighter, the energy of the extraordinary substance inside will be consumed a little. I estimate that after a few hundred more uses, this lighter will really become an ordinary lighter.

So, after fastening the windproof cover, Luo Qiu naturally put the lighter into his pocket.

Looking at Smith again, he was still carefully inspecting the fireplace, while Stephen was chattering away about its condition.

"Sir, this fireplace was sealed off five years ago. Nobody uses wood for heating anymore, and you can't buy any on the market... The bricks inside haven't been replaced. Look, they're blackened from years of smoke, and they haven't loosened at all..."

"You're saying the killer might have escaped from here? Well then, let's dig it open and see, no problem..."