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Chapter 292 A Report from Five Years Ago: Taking Off the Mask (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
As night falls, New York City gleams with lights, like a gracefully dressed noblewoman. Times Square is brightly lit, and the crowds are so dense that cars can hardly move.

Outside the Maybach's window, the neon lights were dazzling, making the world seem like a blurry patch of color.

The carriage was dimly lit, and before Gu Qiye knew it, cold sweat had seeped from the back of her hands.

He was pretending to be calm, operating the tablet computer as if nothing was wrong.

Swipe your finger across the screen to access the options page of the Rainbow Wing dedicated meeting software. Scroll to the bottom, and an option called "Historical Received Files" will appear.

After preparing himself mentally, Gu Qiye raised his hand and clicked, and a file list popped up, with densely packed files filling his eyes.

Each file is labeled with its name and the specific date it was received.

Gu Qiye could see a keyword filtering input box, but he didn't want to do it. With a subtle sense of resistance, he slowly swiped up the screen, recording the name of each document.

These documents are mostly action plans and mission files issued by the UN high command.

And after the missions were completed, the reports written by each member of Rainbow Wing, such as the Sahara Desert Operation, the Arctic Operation, the Pacific Operation, etc.

Among them, Fan Dongqing's action report was the most perfunctory, and it was obvious at a glance that it was written by AI.

As can be seen from the names of these missions, Rainbow Wing's mission scope is very broad.

From dangerous and wondrous species inhabiting the North Sea, such as the "Ghost Whale" and the "Dragon Jellyfish," to supernatural criminal organizations around the world, and even high-level supernatural criminals, such as the "White Raven Brigade," the "Black Cross," and the "Ghost Bell"...

When Gu Qiye saw the report on the "Operation to Exterminate the Superpowered Criminal Ghost Bell", his right hand paused slightly for a moment.

The person who submitted the action report was naturally Yuriel.

His expression was complicated. After hesitating for a moment, he opened the file and saw a photo of the scene inserted in the report.

That was a huge meteorite crater in the Starlight Park in the center of Lijing.

Outside the crater, the surrounding area was also a scene of utter devastation. The enormous Ferris wheel was completely shattered, scattered throughout the crater; cables, seats, light tubes—everything was flattened.

At this moment, Gu Qiye finally realized that this was a scene created by Yu Ruier.

For some reason, he suddenly recalled that day five years ago, the dazzling pillar of light that fell from the sky like a shooting star, the earth riddled with holes, and his mother's last smile to them.

“No.” Gu Qiye shook his head, thinking, “Her ability is to create ice, so that pillar of light should have nothing to do with her.”

So he lowered his gaze and continued to look through the action report submitted by Yuriel. The text was very neat and concise, just like her personality and way of doing things.
It mentions that Ghost Bell's corpse was destroyed by her supernatural abilities, and that a third party appeared during the mission.

And this third party is none other than "Black Chrysalis," a wanted criminal stationed in Lijing.

In her report, Yuriel also mentioned that the black pupa was suspected of having the ability to "create clones or puppets and control them"—the puppets had the ability to speak and could use restraints normally.

In the early hours of that day, Black Chrysalis manipulated the puppet into the central amusement park of Lijing to talk to Yuriel; in the very end, at the moment Ghost Bell died, Black Chrysalis's puppet also evaporated into a cloud of gas and dissipated.

Yuriel was unable to prevent this from happening, and she also did not find any person nearby who resembled the Black Chrysalis.

Of course, this was not originally within her scope of duties. A more easygoing Rainbow Wing staff member might not even bother to report it and would simply write "Ghost Bell is dead, all is well"; she was already considered very responsible.

Creating clones? Black Chrysalis has this ability? No wonder it's usually so reckless. Gu Qiye thought to himself, and now he was finally sure that Black Chrysalis wasn't trying to take credit for him.

According to the mission report submitted by Yuriel, it was indeed in the early hours of that day that Heiji helped Gu Zhuo survive.

Gu Qiye thought that after this lesson, her father should be more cautious next time, but what should they do after the revenge is over?
At that time, I should have become a notorious, universally hated fugitive, just like my father.

However, this is what I deserve. Mu Long also became a wanted criminal, but the Aberrant Association claimed that "Blue Arc" was dead.
If Blue Arc were to suddenly revive after half a month and inexplicably become a wanted criminal, it would severely damage the association's reputation and could even destroy its credibility.

So, back then, it was probably only people from within Rainbow Wing who would come after me. Thinking of this, Gu Qiye raised his head and looked at Yu Ruier's back. This ice-sculpted girl hadn't spoken for a very long time.

The Maybach cruised through the night, the streets brightly lit.

He exited the action report and continued scrolling through the documents; as the dates on the documents got earlier and earlier, Gu Qiye's fingers moved slower and slower, and that terrible, heart-pounding day drew closer and closer.

It was like turning around and walking into a downpour, my whole body slowly cooling down in the rain, my right hand trembling slightly.

"Are you cold?" Yuriel suddenly asked. "Should I turn up the air conditioning?"

"No need," Gu Qiye said casually, flipping through the documents.

Honestly, he was curious whether Yuriel was driving or observing him through the rearview mirror. He wondered if Yuriel had noticed the lightning he unleashed in the underground parking lot the moment he did, but simply didn't say anything.

He shook his head, pulling himself out of his jumbled thoughts.

The timeline of file receipts gradually moved upwards: one year, two years, three years, four years, finally arriving at 2015.

His fingers flipped through the pages, one by one, the speed of turning the pages slowing down. The leaps in time had now decreased from years to months, and finally to every single date. Gu Qiye's heartbeat quickened, as if a million little people were tap dancing on his chest.

Finally, that abrupt and sensitive date appeared in his sight, like a bright flashlight suddenly appearing in pitch-black darkness.

2015 05 Month 15 Day.

At the same time, the name of the document came into view, causing his pupils to involuntarily contract slightly:
—“Penalty record: Li Jing, Old Jingmai Street incident, large-scale destruction of buildings, causing multiple casualties.”

At this moment, Gu Qiye suddenly felt a little dazed, as if it were all a dream.

The hazy neon lights outside the car window shone on his bewildered face. The truth he had been investigating for years was right before his eyes. Everything was much simpler than he had imagined. Perhaps reality really wasn't as complicated as in movies and TV dramas.

By simply clicking on this document, he will find out who killed his mother and that the culprit behind the tragedy five years ago is right before his eyes.

Gu Qiye took a deep breath, remained silent for a moment, and slowly lowered his index finger, which had been hovering in mid-air, to touch the screen and press it on the name of the file.

His eyes were quiet and focused, and for some reason, at this moment, his mood was frighteningly calm.

Because the file was so old, the tablet screen froze for a moment while loading it, and the pure white page illuminated Gu Qiye's dark pupils.

A moment later, the file loaded, and the first line of text came into his view.

"Target of punishment: Current member of Rainbow Wing No. 12; code name: Father of Puppet".

Meanwhile, in another corner of the world.

At 8:00 AM local time in Japan, inside a remote, abandoned train station in Hokkaido.

The black chrysalis was hanging upside down under the eaves, motionless, holding "The Myth of Sisyphus" in one hand and a Nokia mobile phone in the other.

After sending the message to Gu Qiye, he looked up and silently stared at the puddles on the tracks.

Before long, a rumbling sound came from the tunnel, and then a huge steel beast with a dark red body rushed out of the tunnel.

The train demon came to a stop, its locomotive buckling upwards from the sudden recoil, like a wild horse rearing up, large plumes of murky white steam billowing from the gaps between the carriages. Its face was furrowed, its aged white beard drooping at the other end, looking rather comical.

The door of carriage number seven slowly opened, and a steel gangway extended outwards. Ke Qirui got off the train and immediately saw the black cocoon waving at her with restraints.

She was as relaxed as ever, smoking her pipe; he was as he ever was, holding a book, hanging upside down in mid-air like a circus performer.

Ke Qirui teased, "The driver's here. Are you satisfied?"

“I’m very satisfied then. You’re really punctual, Miss Ke,” Black Chrysalis praised. “Some people don’t have such excellent qualities and always make me wait.”

"Speaking of which... you can go from New York to Japan, so why did you suddenly call me along?" Ke Qirui asked curiously.

She didn't understand why, if Black Chrysalis had other ways to accomplish this, she had to be called upon.

“Well, here’s the thing. The person who brought me from New York to Japan is a boy who’s a mystery expert. On the way here, he found a ruin that seems to contain a mystery of a generation, so he’s already gone to investigate.” Black Chrysalis spread his hands helplessly. “Otherwise, why would I have the nerve to call you along every time? Don’t let my appearance fool you, I’m very thin-skinned. Underneath my mask is just a shy, introverted little boy, maybe even a primary school student.”

"I see, no wonder you had to contact me, the driver, again." Ke Qirui smiled slightly.

"Anyway, let's stop with the pleasantries for now, I'm pressed for time."

With that, Hei Yong put away the restraints, turned over, and landed lightly from mid-air, boarding the carriage with Ke Qi Rui.

A moment later, a roar echoed throughout the train station as the train demon plunged into the dark tunnel.

Inside the train carriage, Hei Yong and Ke Qirui sat facing each other, one silently watching the other, while the other looked down at a detective novel.

"You're giving me the creeps." Ke Qirui raised an eyebrow. "Is there something wrong?"

“Yes, Miss Ke, there’s something I need to tell you.” Black Chrysalis was silent for a moment, then suddenly said.

Ke Qirui thought for a moment, then raised her head and slightly composed herself.

"About the Salvation Society?" she asked.

“No, it’s really just a personal matter.” Black Chrysalis shook his head. “I feel like it’s time to give some instructions.” With that, he raised his hand and pressed the locking button located on the side of the mask’s ear.

In the quiet carriage, a "click" sound rang out.

The metal mask on his face suddenly came off and was no longer pressed tightly against his face.

Then, to Ke Qirui's astonishment, Hei Yong slowly removed the dark red mask from her face, revealing a delicate, still-childish face.

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