On July 26, at 1:30 AM, in the quiet Guyimai Block, the night was still.
Black Cocoon hung upside down below a building, a transparent restraining band supporting him from above, as he played Minesweeper on his phone and silently observed ahead with his restraining band senses.
Before long, he saw a girl in a suit, wearing a red cloak and a magician's top hat, appear under the moonlight. The magic glove on her right hand let out a crystal-like thread, connected at the end to a giant pigeon with glowing red eyes.
Su Zimai rode the giant pigeon, flying under the moonlight, high above the brightly lit street, her ponytail swaying slowly in the wind.
'So slow.'
Black Cocoon grumbled, lifting his eyes from the phone to look at the white tail shadow.
Then, using a restraining band to grab the base of a nearby air conditioning unit, he pulled on the band and swung diagonally upward, silently following behind the snow-white giant pigeon towards the edge of Guyimai Block.
Soon, the person, the pigeon, and the 'insect' arrived at the forbidden, deserted area.
The reason this area existed could be traced back to the Rainbow Wing incident years ago, when Su Zimai's family still lived in this corner, until Rainbow Wing mbers fought a superhuman criminal, inadvertently turning it into ruins.
And their mother, Su Ying, died in these ruins at that ti. The victim back then, like this abandoned wasteland, only caused a temporary wave of public opinion, soon forgotten by people.
The deeper they went, the fewer human figures and signs of life they saw.
Su Zimai looked down at the earth from the pigeon's back, casting a complex glance at the site of her forr ho.
At that mont, she suddenly glanced at her phone, then looked up, surveying the area with an unpleasant expression.
"Did Ke Qirui tell her that I'm following her?" Black Cocoon said, seeing her reaction, shrugged.
The next mont, Su Zimai, as if whipping a horse's back, pulled hard on the magic thread, and the pigeon's speed suddenly increased.
Black Cocoon whistled soundlessly, always close behind her, never leaving her side.
He grabbed a restraining band and flew over a dilapidated billboard, like a seabird riding the waves. The howling wind lifted his hem, and finally he stepped through the moonlight, standing on the roof of an abandoned train station.
Looking down, he saw that Su Zimai had already dismounted from the pigeon, standing on the empty Platform 7.
And the platform was naturally a desolate scene; it seed this train station had been abandoned for so ti.
All around was pitch dark, illuminated only by a patch of moonlight. Weeds grew haphazardly on the rusted tracks, and dark green moss twisted over the platform columns, stretching wildly towards the sky like ghostly claws.
The pigeon rapidly shrank, turning into a small pigeon that landed on Su Zimai's hand, pecking gently at her left hand with its beak.
She lowered her eyes, gently teasing the pigeon with her fingers.
Drip drip...
The rainwater left from last night's light shower fell from the platform's eaves to the tracks, forming a beautiful, clear parabola. The continuous sound of falling water broke the silence of the platform.
"Co out," Su Zimai suddenly said, "I know you're following ."
Hearing this, Black Cocoon peeled away the restraining bands around him, took out a manga book "Sayonara, Erica" from within, then used a restraining band to hang upside down below the eaves, slowly removing the transparent bands covering his body.
He raised his hand to the side of his ear and pressed a button on his mask, activating the voice changer, then spoke, breaking the silence.
"Miss Su Zimai, thank you for guiding
here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to arrive at this train station on ti." Black Cocoon licked his fingertips and turned a page. "It would be terrible if I were late, after all, I need to appear in teenagers' textbooks in the future. An untrustworthy person cannot set an example."
"Do you enjoy being a pervert so much?" Su Zimai frowned. "Every day you're either stalking soone or stalking another."
"Actually, we're just going along the sa path," Black Cocoon shook his head. "You know, as a feminist and an awakened woman, I would never do anything to violate won's personal rights."
Su Zimai was silent for a mont: "Did my brother ask you to protect ?"
"Hmm... it seems, Miss Su, you already know your brother's true identity?"
Saying this, Black Cocoon looked up from the page and glanced at Su Zimai.
"Otherwise?" Su Zimai said calmly. "He already told , he is Blue Arc."
"Which brother?"
"Which brother do you think?"
"I see, it's our dear Mr. Gu Qiye." Black Cocoon said. "I knew once he learned your identity, he would eventually be unable to hold back. It seems the developnt of events still hasn't deviated from my predicted course."
"Stop talking nonsense. You're quite good at misleading people. Earlier, you told
'your brother is Blue Arc'."
"Isn't that right?" Black Cocoon shrugged.
"Why didn't you just say it's Big Brother?" Su Zimai asked coldly.
"Is Big Brother not a brother?" Black Cocoon retorted.
Su Zimai was suddenly stunned. She felt this sentence was sowhat familiar, as if she had heard it from soone before, but couldn't recall for a mont.
She shook her head, dismissing her ssy thoughts: "Anyway, did my brother ask you to protect , so that's why you're participating in this Red Traffic Light operation?"
"No." Black Cocoon said while flipping through the manga. "Strictly speaking, Mr. Blue Arc did not commission
to protect you. The reason I'm participating in this 'Red Traffic Light apprehension' operation is clearly from my other collaborator—Mr. 'Chess Player'. Don't be so self-absorbed, Miss Magician."
"Chess Player, Xia Pingzhou?" Su Zimai asked in a low voice.
"That's right, the one at the auction who scared you so much you..."
Seeing Su Zimai's eyes turn cold instantly, like an angry penguin about to peck at you, Black Cocoon shook his head and didn't continue.
"Although you're quite tasteless... annoying, deserving of a punch, as botherso as a fly, I haven't properly said 'thank you' to you yet..." Su Zimai paused. "Thank you for saving
at the auction that day."
"You're welco." Black Cocoon said. "But I can answer you: at the auction, it was indeed Mr. Blue Arc who asked
to protect you."
"As expected..."
"Then, while the operation hasn't started yet, I want to advise you one last ti, Miss Su Zimai, this 'Red Traffic Light' operation is not as simple as you imagine."
"Just a Tier 2 Exorcist, could there be other variables?" Su Zimai didn't understand.
"Of course, but I can't tell you what this variable is yet, because it would put you in a dangerous situation... considering the friendship between
and your brother, I wanted to try to persuade you."
Black Cocoon thought, if Su Zimai were a tight-lipped person, it wouldn't matter to tell her about the "Salvation Society
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