My Avatar Is Becomin Chapter 102: Two from Rainbow Wing, A Gift from the Commande

Inside the brightly lit cafe, the fan rotated lazily, blowing against Xia Pingzhou's profile and ruffling the black hair on his forehead.

One or two passersby stopped on the street, seemingly wanting to knock on the glass door, but upon looking up and seeing the "Close" sign hanging there, they could only turn away in disappointnt.

"How did the previous Number 12 of the brigade die?"

Ji Minghuan asked while stirring his coffee with a spoon, looking up at the several mbers around the table.

Andrew, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, took a deep drag and shrugged. "That kid had bad luck. He ran into people from Rainbow Wing during his vacation and was slaughtered... None of us were there at the ti, so no one could save him."

Ji Minghuan thought for a mont and said with a regretful tone, "The people of Rainbow Wing are all Calamity-Tier monsters. Running into them truly leaves one with no options."

"That is why I said the previous Number 12 had bad luck," Andrew replied.

Ji Minghuan took a sip of his sugared coffee and casually asked,

"Speaking of which... do you guys know exactly who the mbers of Rainbow Wing are?"

Lan Duo Duo draped her arms over the back of her chair, looking up at the television, and said absentmindedly,

"Hacker knows. He dug up the identities of two Rainbow Wing mbers. According to him, Rainbow Wing's Number 12 seems to be India's Machine Soul Bodhisattva—Ajaya. Number 10 is Britain's Gothic Doll, her na is a bit long, Esther sothing or other, I forgot."

'Machine Soul Bodhisattva, Gothic Doll...'

Ji Minghuan maintained a neutral expression, silently morizing these two Calamity-Tier codenas in his heart—perhaps one of these two was the murderer who killed the mother of Gu Wenyu's family.

Inside the cafe, a television hung from the ceiling. The host of the Tokyo News Channel was broadcasting a news report:

It talked about the Chinese Esper "Black Cocoon