A beam of spotlight illuminated the dim world, as the Train Demon roared forward, white steam waves sprayed in the ti tunnel.
At this mont, looking through the window of the number 7 carriage, the inside was brightly lit, with two figures facing each other in conversation.
Ke Qirui nodded slightly, took a puff from his pipe, then raised his head and asked Black Cocoon:
"Mr. Black Cocoon, before we start discussing Redlight, I’d like to ask about the origins of the Catastrophe Level individuals you ntioned."
"Actually, I’m not quite sure myself," Black Cocoon leaned against the carriage door, looking side-eye at the night through the window, "I haven’t figured out the origins and na of this organization, only know that they are very dangerous."
"So even Mr. Black Cocoon has things he’s unclear about?"
"That’s a bit funny, Miss Ke." Black Cocoon shrugged, "I’m not a god; how could I know everything." After he spoke, he added in his mind: Destroying the world could be possible.
"Not a god," Su Zimai whispered, "a bug."
"Not a Refrigerator Demon," Black Cocoon covered his mouth, whispering back, "an iced Diaper Demon." He paused, "Appearing as a refrigerator, actually just to disguise the chilly diapers in the ice layer."
Su Zimai frowned: "You!"
"No arguing." Lin Zhengquan said in a deep voice, holding Su Zimai’s shoulder.
"You always act as if you know everything." Ke Qirui shrugged, "I unconsciously had expectations of you in my heart."
She thought for a mont, then said: "Can I understand it as you protecting us, hence don’t want to reveal details about this organization?"
"Of course, I don’t mind you thinking that way." Black Cocoon nodded.
"Alright, I won’t question further." Ke Qirui nodded, after a silent mont, "Since their strength is so formidable, our combat goal is to take Redlight away before they arrive, right?"
"It’s great you could understand so quickly, it saves a lot of trouble." Black Cocoon said, "For this purpose, I need the intelligence you have on hand."
Ke Qirui looked up at him: "Based on the clues left during Redlight’s last cri, we can determine his next target is a Second-tier Exorcist belonging to the ’Black Rabbit Gang’ of London - ’Yanguai’."
She paused, "So, as long as we find Yanguai in advance and set up an ambush nearby, we can seize the opportunity to capture the wanted fugitive ’Redlight’."
"I see, then how do we find this ’Yanguai’?" Black Cocoon asked.
"The Exorcist Association has planted one or two informants inside the London gangs, this informant reveals that ’Yanguai’ will be conducting a transaction with another gang mber at a Westminster District underground bar on the morning of July 26th, but the exact bar is currently unknown," Ke Qirui said slowly, "However, there are only three underground bars in Westminster District, it should be easy to find."
Black Cocoon thought for a mont: "Once the Train Demon reaches London, it should still be the evening of July 25th there. Shall we sleep first and start searching tomorrow morning?"
"Yes."
"It indeed doesn’t sound like a difficult task."
Ke Qirui held her pipe, jesting: "We thought so initially too, until you joined in, suddenly saying ’this incident involves Catastrophe Level individuals,’ making consider canceling the operation..."
"I refuse to discuss this topic. Miss Ke, I’m not easily swayed in conversation." Black Cocoon said lightly, "Why don’t we talk about what abilities Redlight has."
Su Zimai replied without raising his head: "That guy’s Celestial Driver is a streetlight, when the streetlight turns red, enemies hit by it cannot move; when it turns green, enemies hit will be subjected to enhanced impact; when it turns yellow, each swing of the streetlight releases a shockwave forward."
Black Cocoon applauded: "Being able to articulate it so smoothly, regardless of your ntal capacity or language organization skills, is not an easy task, worth praising."
Su Zimai gave him a glance, wanting to speak but stopping, seemingly too tired to argue further.
"In general, that’s all for intelligence exchange, may I now ask about Mr. Chess Player?" Ke Qirui asked, arms folded, with a smile.
Upon hearing ’Chess Player,’ Su Zimai, Xu Sanyan, and Lin Zhengquan simultaneously raised their heads, looking at Black Cocoon.
"Forgive asking, Miss Ke, have you beco infatuated with him?" Black Cocoon said, "It’s all about Mr. Xia, it’s hard not to suspect whether you’ve secretly developed feelings for him at so point."
"Hard to say, I think I like soone more adaptable." Ke Qirui was ambiguous.
Black Cocoon put one hand on his waist, thinking to himself: If you knew he’s the group favorite within the travel brigade, owing at the mafia’s young lady every day, perhaps you wouldn’t call him ’not adaptable’ at all?
He shrugged his shoulders, spoke: "Without a doubt, Mr. Chess Player is also interested in the Redlight matter. He very likely will appear in London."
Su Zimai’s eyes moved slightly.
"Are White Crow Travel Brigade mbers around him?" Ke Qirui asked.
"Naturally." Black Cocoon said, "But the brigade is currently in a disbanded state, with only one or two mbers beside him. No need to worry, given Mr. Chess Player’s personality, he won’t let you fall into danger."
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