Superman Termination Manual-Chapter 507 - 255 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 6)

Chapter 507: Chapter 255 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 6) Chapter 507: Chapter 255 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 6) “`

London time, 7:40 in the morning, Bedlam Asylum, card room, inside the restroom.

Ke Yinzhi was slightly hunched over, sitting on the toilet lid with a bored posture. With one hand propping his cheek, he was checking the projection panel in front of him with lowered eyes and an expressionless face.

The exclusive device of the Black Judge, after professional modification, would not be detected by Bedlam Asylum’s electronic signal search system—so he wasn’t worried about the embarrassing situation of “coming out of the toilet only to find the whole world turned red with the sound of a red alert” happening.

At this moment, the projection panel was displaying two face photos side by side, along with corresponding information.

Ke Yinzhi’s pupils reflected the two faces as he muttered, “The two handlers from TK inside the asylum have been found, one blended among the supervisors, one among the nurses, just as I expected.”

[“Jack”, male, 35 years old, currently a nurse at Bedlam Asylum, entered the asylum five years ago.]

[Tip: According to the latest identity tagging uploaded by Management Bureau S-level Executor—”Black Judge”—this person is confirmed to be a member of the Anti-Superhuman Organization “Revolutionary Late Bell”.]

[“Akanafe”, male, 40 years old, currently a supervisor at Bedlam Asylum, entered the asylum five years ago.]

[Tip: According to the latest identity tagging uploaded by Management Bureau S-level Executor—”Black Judge”—this person is confirmed to be a member of the Anti-Superhuman Organization “Revolutionary Late Bell”.]

“So, should I play with this supervisor… or is it better to play with this nurse?”

Ke Yinzhi murmured this, his lips curling slightly. Actually, he felt the order didn’t matter; neither the nurse nor the supervisor could escape. To find out TK’s identity, just finding either one with the brain imaging helmet would suffice.

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Thus, he took out a recently picked-up coin from the streets of London from the pocket of his patient uniform, his fingers gently caressing its yellowed, coarse surface.

“Heads, go for the supervisor; tails, the nurse.”

Saying this, he flicked the coin upwards with the tip of his index finger and the middle of his thumb. Accompanied by a crisp sound, the coin flipped in the air, landing on the back of his slightly lifted hand.

Ke Yinzhi tilted his head and raised his eyes to look at the coin on his hand, confirming the result of the toss:

—It was heads.

“Then let’s have some fun with our supervisor friend ‘Akanafe’.”

Ke Yinzhi yawned, thinking this to himself, and stood up from the toilet lid while gently pressing on his dark earring, making the projection panel in front of him disappear.

He tossed the coin casually into the toilet, flushed it down the drain, washed his hands, and turned the doorknob to open the bathroom door, entering the card room.

At this moment, the supervisor and “roommate” waiting outside had been waiting for a long time, both looking rather impatient.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Ke Yinzhi smiled.

“If it was any longer, I’d suspect you died in there,” Fan Quan said.

“No, if it was longer, I would’ve barged in to see what sneaky things you were up to,” Ke Mingye spoke disdainfully, scoffing once and reaching for the electric baton tied to the waist of his supervisor uniform.

Fan Quan bowed his head slightly, barely holding back, and sent a message through the chat panel.

[Fan Quan: Can your acting be less exaggerated? Normally your acting is quite natural, why do you become an idiot in front of your brother, even playing a supervisor can give someone high blood pressure?]

[Failed Man: Not fitting the stereotype of a supervisor?]

[Fan Quan: Where did you get these stereotypes?]

[Failed Man: Those American prison dramas, aren’t the guards all talking with this kind of arrogance, looking at people like they’re livestock.]

[Fan Quan: Well learned, try not to learn it next time.]

[Failed Man: Is this the time to find fault with me? Where’s Ju, hasn’t there been any news, he hasn’t died, has he?]

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At the same time, in the nurse’s break room, inside the public restroom.

“Amemiya Ying!”

In the very last compartment, the nurse “Jack” wearing a uniform was shouting with a distorted face.

“TK’s identity is Amemiya Ying!”

The moment he finished shouting, it was as if he had exhausted all his strength; his whole body seemed to collapse, panting heavily. From behind, one could see his nurse uniform was almost soaked with cold sweat.

Upon hearing this, Ju Zipi was momentarily stunned.

“Someone from the Amemiya Family?”

Muttering this name to himself, Ju Zipi’s smile on his face became more reserved.

Of course, he had heard the name Amemiya, especially since until the “Top Bull’s Arrest Incident”, he had been working at the Anti-Superhuman Organization “Heavenly Dog Front” in Tokyo.

During that time, to avoid stepping on landmines, he had taken lessons on “Japan’s important superhuman forces” at Heavenly Dog Front, which included the well-known name “Magic Family—The Amemiya Family.”

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“TK’s true identity is actually someone from the Amemiya Family?” Ju Zipi thought to himself, “The superhero ‘Ji Feng Warrior’ we were tasked to hunt down was the third child of the Amemiya Family, and the second child was covering for the third, seems like he was also taken down by me, Cultural Man, and Spider Man together; won’t there be any trouble?”

Seeing that Ju Zipi suddenly became unresponsive, Jack said shakily, “I’ve already told you, can you… can you let me go now?”

That bone-chilling coldness still shrouded him; this was definitely not the kind of murderous aura emanating from someone who had only killed one or two people. In that moment, Jack felt as if a python had climbed onto his neck from behind, waiting to strike.