Chapter 140 Blue Owl, Right Next to You
July 07, 06:7 pm, Beijing Ring Road No. Viaduct.

The brightly lit city failed to cast a single ray of light on this cold and lonely viaduct. From a distance, it looked like a cemetery built in mid-air, and the street lamps looked like fluorescent tombstones.

The Dice Man sat on the railing of the viaduct, humming a song while gently shaking his legs. Occasionally, he raised his empty eyes and quietly looked out at the rainbow-lit commercial district in the distance.

He still had a hot dog bun in his hand, and his fingers were slowly rubbing against the plastic wrapper, making a slightly harsh sound.

Squeak~
Squeak~
A moment later, a strange figure came slowly from afar on a dark cloud, approaching Viaduct No. 7. The cold moonlight and the flickering lights intertwined, slowly illuminating her figure.

She was wearing a long silver and white metallic trench coat, a monkey mask on her face, her pupils behind her eye sockets were scarlet, and a silver hood covered her head.

"You really are the one who can't sit still if you don't do something weird during the day, right?"

Black Goku asked unhappily.

Hearing this, the gray figure sitting hunched over in a corner of the viaduct lowered his head, tore the wrapping paper with one hand, and raised the other hand and waved at her.

It said without even turning its head: "How could that be? It seems like we haven't seen each other for three days, Miss Sun Wukong. Is it just as I said, your brother will be in trouble on July 4th?"

"But you didn't tell me that my brother was a dragon."

The Dice Man said seriously: "Everything must retain a sense of mystery. The most important thing for people to interact with each other is mystery. If there is less mystery, all relationships in the world will lose their charm."

"Forget it, let's not talk about Yongzhu for now. Why did you come to me this time?" Black Wukong asked.

"Oh, so I was looking for you?"

As he spoke, the Dice Monster tore off the wrapping paper and put the hot dog bun into his mouth.

Black Wukong asked as he stepped down from the Somersault Cloud: "Isn't throwing dice there a signal from you? I don't think it's necessary. You can just send me a text message next time. There's no need to involve others."

"Are you being a little too sentimental?"

Black Goku was silent for a moment, tilted his hooded head, and said coldly: "You really deserve a beating."

"Didn't you see I just called out a band of the Dead to dance there? It was so lively, the flash lights were clicking, and everyone was laughing so happily."

The Dice Man took a bite of the hot dog bun and swallowed it whole, making a "gurgling" sound.

He swallowed the bread as hard as he could and raised a finger. "You know, all surprises are based on a certain sense of contrast. When I told them that I was going to launch a terrorist attack on the Beijing Ring Tower, they screamed and scattered. And I threw the dice in advance before the countdown ended. A cute child was so scared that he fell to the ground. He thought he couldn't run away. He raised his eyes with tears in his eyes and suddenly found... His favorite singer appeared in front of him and sang that old song with a sense of time. What a great gift it is. I think he will remember it all his life."

"What a bad taste..."

Black Wukong said, and was silent for a moment, "You can't control your dice, so how do you know it must be the band? What if you summon a natural disaster, how many people will suffer?"

"No, no, no, I can actually control my own dice."

After saying that, the Dice Monster threw away the wrapping paper in his hand, watching it flutter in the wind and fall into the neon-lit city.

"Are you sure?" Black Goku asked.

"Of course, at least now you can choose the results you want, but... not all of those options are good."

Black Wukong hugged his shoulders and clamped the golden hoop between his crossed arms. "I'll trust you for now, but if you ever do something that crosses the line, I'll be the first to arrest you."

The Dice Monster turned his head and looked at her: "You still don't trust me enough. You don't have to wear this suit. It would be better to wear a cute skirt. I like cute girls."

Black Goku lowered his head and said, "What if someone other than me came to see you, like... Magical Girl Ash."

"So, you don't deny that if there was no one else, you would come to see me in a cute dress?"

Black Wukong sighed, "If you say something like that again, I'll beat you to death with a stick."

"Sorry, sorry." The Dice Man smiled and raised his hands in surrender. "By the way, why would anyone come to see me? Can't you see how well behaved I have been recently?"

"Behave yourself?" Black Goku paused, "You mean to harass those newly appeared vigilantes in the name of 'making friends'?"

"Come on, everyone says I'm their good neighbor, the big brother who performs charity music shows at Huanjing Square every night."

The Dice Monster looked at Black Goku with a colder look, so he could only sigh and change the topic: "Hey... I really just want to make friends. I didn't hurt anyone, right?"

As he said this, he licked his ketchup-stained fingers and said, "Don't you realize that they always chase me and beat me up?"

"Your mug shot is still on the association's official website. If they don't go after you, who else will they go after?"

"That's true. This society loves to label people. In fact, I'm not a criminal, but an artist, an artist who has been misunderstood too deeply."

Black Goku had lost his temper with this argumentative guy, so he sat next to the Dice Monster and looked at the city in the distance with it from the top of the overpass.

She said, "Stop talking nonsense. I watched the news that day. Why did you provoke that vigilante named Blue Owl? And so openly, as if... you wanted others to know."

"It seems like you are jealous?"

Upon hearing this, Black Wukong instantly raised his golden hoop and pressed it against the dice monster's neck. He remained silent, as if to say something like this again, "I will beat you to death with a stick."

"Well, that guy's called 'Blue Owl', you might be interested in him."

"What do you mean?"

The Dice Monster said slowly: "Let's keep this mystery for now. It won't be fun if the answer is revealed too soon." Black Goku frowned at first, then quickly reacted: "You don't mean to say... that Blue Owl is someone close to me, just like Magical Girl Ashes?"

"Oh, you found out all this?"

As he spoke, the Dice Man lowered his face, and his tone gradually became teasing: "Well, that's boring. It's really hard to deceive you now. After all, there is already a precedent... Then I'll be frank. The Blue Owl is right next to you. It may be your classmate, your friend, or your neighbor..."

At this point, it paused slightly and grinned, "Or maybe, he is your family?"

Upon hearing this, Black Goku first slightly raised the corners of his mouth behind the mask, then opened his mouth to refute, saying that when that blue owl appeared, our whole family was still holding a family meeting, so you have fooled the wrong person this time.

But the next second, she was slightly stunned.

Because she suddenly recalled that the day when the Blue Owl first appeared in the public eye was the night before yesterday.

At that time, she and her eldest brother were holding a family meeting in Yongzhu's room.

And in that meeting, the only people from my family not present were... Dad, Mom, and Akeno.

But dad and mom were both traveling in London, and they posted a landscape photo in the family group that day, so it couldn't possibly be them.

After this screening, only one person didn't know what he was doing at the time.

A name...Bai Qiuwu never thought would be associated with these things.

——Ke Mingye.

Thinking of this, the fiery golden eyes behind Bai Qiuwu's mask widened slightly, and the red-gold flames burning in his pupils flickered.

"Akino...how is that possible?"

She hesitated for a moment, turned her head to look at the dice man, and asked almost word by word: "Are you sure you are not kidding me?"

"Is it a joke? You can find out if you explore it yourself."

The dice monster shook his head and spoke quietly.

Black Wukong lowered his head, his eyes moving behind the mask. She was silent for a long time: "If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely make you pay the price... Do you understand?"

"How did you confirm it was him? Maybe I was talking about your old father. A middle-aged man who had been strictly disciplined by his wife for decades suddenly had a chuunibyou attack and wanted to save the world, so he put on a crappy superhero costume and turned on a voice changer to become a vigilante. Isn't this a reasonable scenario?"

As the dice monster spoke, he raised his hand, gently grasped the golden hoop that Bai Qiuwu had placed around its neck, and slowly pushed it forward.

Then he turned around and stood up from the railing.

The next moment, it lowered its face, raised its hands high, leaned backward, and slowly fell towards the neon-lit city.

"It's fun to figure out the answer yourself... isn't it?"

As the words fell, its body began to crack in mid-air, and finally turned into a burst of fire that rose up, followed by an eerie laugh that resounded in the night sky.

Bai Qiuwu sat alone on the bridge railing with her head lowered, silent for a long, long time. The evening breeze above the city gently blew on her face, so stinging.

Twenty minutes later, at the door of Bo Ke’s house.

Bai Qiuwu entered the password into the electronic lock and pushed open the door. He then saw Ke Yinzhi, Ke Youqing, Ke Mingye and Ke Xiaomo sitting in front of the TV, watching TV.

"Next, let me interrupt you with a news bulletin. Just now, the Japanese Superhero Association branch released a shocking piece of news. The quasi-A-class hero, Hime Wind Warrior, was assassinated and unfortunately passed away. This incident is suspected to be related to the anti-superhuman organization. The Japanese police and the Superhero Association solemnly promise to do their utmost to track down the murderer and seek justice for Hime Wind Warrior."

"A week later, the Japanese government will hold a solemn mourning ceremony in Tokyo. The relatives of the Hime-feng warrior will be invited to attend, and the Japanese Prime Minister will personally express his condolences. The following is the original video of the Japanese government."

"At this sad moment, we express our deepest sympathy and condolences to the family of the Hime Wind Warrior, and call on all citizens to carry forward the will and spirit of this young hero and work together for a better future. Let us pay the highest tribute to this superhero who has made great contributions to the country and is deeply loved by the people..."

On TV, the host was reporting a piece of super-English news about Japan.

Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Oh my god...what's going on? Why do I remember that this Jifeng warrior was still alive and kicking yesterday?"

Ke Xiaomo hugged his shoulders and said expressionlessly: "Superheroes are like this. The more conspicuous you are, the easier it is to be targeted. Not to mention that gangs and anti-superhuman organizations are prevalent in Japan."

Ke Youqing did not participate in this topic. He just stood up from the sofa in silence, said, "The world is deteriorating. Please pay more attention to safety when you go out in the future," and went upstairs.

Ke Yinzhi was holding a beverage bottle and said casually, "The Japanese Super Hero Association is probably going to undergo a major change. I had the impression that this Jifeng warrior had a very high status in the Japanese Association. The bigwigs over there poured a lot of resources into him, hoping to support him to become the leader of the new generation, but they didn't expect him to end up like this."

As he spoke, he took a sip of his drink. "This Jifeng warrior seemed to have participated in the United Nations conference as a representative of the new era of the Japan Association half a year ago. He obviously has no strength, but he speaks arrogantly." At this point, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "What a pity, the more arrogant you are, the faster you die."

Ke Mingye glanced at him and said with emotion: "You really understand, big brother."

Ke Xiaomo said calmly: "This is what contemporary college students are like. They like to search for some news online and then pretend to know everything."

Hearing this, Ke Yinzhi chuckled softly and said unhappily, "Do you really have to insult me ​​like this, Xiao Mo?"

Bai Qiuwu stopped at the door, looked at the three people on the sofa from behind for a while, then closed the door, slowly sat down next to Ke Mingye, and picked up his mobile phone.

Her mind was a little heavy, and even her breathing was a little slow. She raised her eyes from time to time, and looked at Ke Mingye's profile with her peripheral vision, and then quietly looked away.

"Mingye is the blue owl, no, how is that possible?" She thought, "Am I fooled by that weird thing again... But it seems that it has never fooled me before... Forget it, forget it, just pay more attention to Mingye."

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