Chapter 164: Two Similar People, Fateful Reincarnation

When Qing Ya found Che Zhengchen, he was in an abandoned factory in Hongdeng Business District. He came here according to the clues left by the dice monster.

Qing Ya stood at the entrance of the abandoned factory, nodded slightly, and took a deep breath.

He was very familiar with this abandoned factory. After all, it was here that the watch enthusiast started a live broadcast on the Internet, performing how he killed the much-anticipated new superhero "Gray Pigeon".

He still vaguely remembered the scene at that time, the screams of the begging man, the bloody face shrouded in despair, and the hideous head that was chopped into pieces and hung on the work platform...

The past flooded into his mind like a tide, causing him to unconsciously clench his fists slightly.

A hint of unconcealable brutality flashed across the eyes beneath the mask.

After a while, the blue crow raised its head, its beak as sharp as a knife extended forward, and its eyes looked coldly straight ahead through the mask.

I saw Che Zhengchen sitting on the ground with his back against a pillar, his body hunched, his head tilted and his arms spread out on the ground. He looked like he was already unconscious.

In addition, Che Zhengchen's suit is covered with graffiti with bad taste everywhere.

The patterns are very childlike, like Peppa Pig, Sheriff Black Cat, and Mickey Mouse. You might have thought a little kid had scribbled on them.

Next to the car was a rusty steel plate. Someone had left a few lovely lines of handwriting on the surface of the steel plate with pink chalk, as if it was written by an elementary school girl.

Qing Ya slowly stared at the words on the steel plate.

To Mr. Owl or Comrade Crow:
"I was just playing a prank, I didn't mean any harm. Please take our honest and kind Commander Che back, Mr. Blue Owl. Oh, P.S. If it's the Blue Crow that comes, then cross out 'Mr. Blue Owl' and replace it with 'Mr. Blue Crow'."

"Oh, and don't forget to buy him a new pair of glasses. It's best if they don't have gold rims. I hate gold rimmed glasses. They make people look like a nouveau riche who has gone too far and smells like money."

"Well, I really don't like it at all. Maybe the reason I kidnapped him is to remind him to change to a pair of glasses that are more suitable for him, such as frameless glasses, or even black-framed glasses. Anyway, they are better than gold-rimmed glasses."

"Well, actually I've already got him a pair of glasses. When he wakes up, remember to tell him he doesn't need to thank me. I was just doing a good deed."

——Your good friend and fashion mentor, Dice Freak (Weird Thing)
Qing Ya was silent for a long time, staring quietly at the words on the steel plate. He always felt that these behaviors were familiar, which made him think of a character.

Watchmaker.

More than 20 years ago, he met the watch lover, who was just an ordinary person at the time, in college. At that time, he treated the other party as just an ordinary friend, who was also his only friend, and they usually interacted frequently.

However, after his identity as a vigilante was accidentally discovered by the other party, everything changed quietly.

"Should I call you Ke Youqing, or... Qing Ya?"

As he recalled, it was raining heavily at the time and the young man was standing on the deserted street, whispering to him silently.

“Qing Ya, he killed my family and made me realize the feeling of having nothing;

"Ke Youqing, you are my best friend. You make me feel that I am not completely helpless. Perhaps no matter how painful the current situation is, as long as I can get through it, life will slowly get better.

"And you tell me now...you are the Green Crow?"

Ke Youqing didn't know the cause of the incident at that time. He just stared at him blankly and asked slowly.

"what are you talking about?"

The young man stood in the rain for a long time, then raised his eyes from his rain-soaked hair and looked at him. His face was uncertain, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened into an arc that seemed both angry and sad.

After a moment, he bent down and slowly took out a large number of crow specimens from his schoolbag and carefully placed them one by one on the ground.

Most of them were torn into pieces, too bad to look at, with sharp knife marks left on them, as if someone had poured out his anger on them.

"We will meet again, in another way..."

"Both a friend and an enemy."

After saying this, the young man tilted his head and raised the watch in his right hand.

His index finger slowly pressed the button on the clock, and then with the sound of clicking, his figure suddenly disappeared in the rain.

It was as if a second was stolen from the hands of God, and yet it was also as if it was completely swallowed up by millions of tons of raindrops pouring down from the sky.

From that day on, Ke Youqing never saw this friend again.

But soon after, as the news of the young man's disappearance spread throughout the city, a figure who called himself "Watcher" began to appear in the city around Beijing, hunting down superheroes in the Super Hero Association.

Dozens of superheroes died in just one week...

Over the next twenty years, they repeatedly entangled from different standpoints, sometimes like old friends who had met again after a long time, and sometimes like enemies who hated each other.

Qing Ya once thought whether he was the one who made the young man in his memory, who was as gentle and peaceful as a lamb, become the watch maker of the future, but he could only erase these thoughts full of pain and guilt from his mind time and time again, and make up for those mistakes in reality as much as possible.

But in the following decades, he never caught the Watch Man, because the Watch Man was probably the person in the world who hated him the most and also the one who knew him best, so he could easily escape from him every time.

It’s like playing a cat-and-mouse game, in which the ones who get hurt are never the two protagonists, but the innocent people.

At this moment, the scene before him made Qing Ya recall the name again.

The temperament of the Dice Monster is exactly the same as that of the fledgling watch geek that year: crazy, weird, and doing things without logic, but he treats a superhero as a friend and plays him in the palm of his hand.

The relationship between Blue Owl and the Dice Man seems to be the same as that between him and the Watch Man back then.

Thinking this way, Qing Ya couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this world is like a huge cycle. The past will always repeat itself, and the things you say goodbye to will always appear in front of you in another way.

He lowered his head, took a deep breath of the turbid air, then slowly released the flock of crows, letting them lift up Che Zhengchen's figure, and then moved out of the abandoned factory.

Near dusk, on the fifth floor of the Chaoying Building, in the restaurant reserved for staff.

This restaurant is decorated in an extremely luxurious style, with intricate and gorgeous decorations everywhere, but the dome is dotted with cold incandescent light, making the overall look very discordant.

At this moment, Blue Owl was sitting in a corner with Platinum Wings and others, drinking afternoon tea silently around a table covered with a luxurious tablecloth.

Blue Owl looked around and saw many superheroes carrying plates to their seats, commanders waiting in line to get their meals, and even the restaurant staff secretly looking at him. Ever since seeing Blue Crow rescue him personally, the way the entire Superhero Association looked at him had changed.

Originally they were making a private bet, and many people believed that the blue crow would not even pay attention to this ignorant imitator.

But just now, they never thought that Qing Ya would rescue Blue Owl in public, and reminded him: "You should think before doing anything in the future."

So everyone finally began to pay attention to this red and blue owl of unknown origin, and became curious about the identity of the blue owl.

Some people say that Blue Owl might be the child of Blue Crow's relative; some people say that Blue Crow is a university professor and Blue Owl is his student;
Someone sneered and said that if Qing Ya had a son, then his son should be old enough to wear a battle uniform. Do you understand what I mean?

Others rejected his idea, saying that if a monster like Qing Ya could form a family, then I would eat shit, and it would be more convincing to say that he adopted an orphan.

Some people also said that even if he adopted an orphan, the child would become an extremely lonely and gloomy freak under the influence of the blue crow. In contrast, the blue owl was much more sunny and did not look like someone raised by a blue crow.

Blue Owl sighed, and withdrew his attention from the surroundings. While eating ice cream with a silver spoon, he asked, "So what's the situation? Is Commander Che okay?"

The telekinetic sister replied: "Qing Ya rescued him. He said that he is not seriously injured and has been sent to the Central Hospital. There are also a bunch of superhuman bodyguards guarding him, so there is no need to worry about him for the time being."

"Oh, then don't they need to take me away to question me?" Blue Owl leaned his head slightly closer and asked in a low voice.

"Move your head away," the nun said.

"why?"

"Because your beak is about to peck my face."

"oh oh."

"I advise you to take this thing off your helmet, or someone might sue you for sexual harassment."

"I'm sorry, but with all due respect, shouldn't we sue Qing Ya as well?"

Platinum Wing, who was listening in, smiled and said, "No, no, no, Qing Ya almost never communicates with others. I haven't even heard him say a few words, so when he reminded you, I was actually quite shocked."

"Isn't it just an old guy teaching the newcomer some experience? What's so shocking about that?" Blue Owl paused, lowered his head and said, "Well, I'm actually quite happy too."

Platinum Wing smiled and said, "I can tell. After all, your uniform is clearly modeled after his."

"So back to the point, I was in the office when Commander Che was arrested,"

"No need. Qing Ya has taken over the investigation of this matter." Sister Telekinesis said, "He has the authority to view the surveillance cameras in the entire Super Hero Building. There are even surveillance cameras in Commander Che's office. However, only those senior executives and the heroes of the Round Table are qualified to view the surveillance cameras in the commander's office."

Hearing this, Blue Owl was slightly stunned, holding the chopsticks in his mouth and thinking.

"No way, what is Commander Che thinking? Since there are surveillance cameras in the office, then dad and the association's top leaders must know that I asked Commander Che to find connections to join the association, right?"

He thought about it and felt that something was wrong. If Commander Che didn't want the conversation to be heard by others, he would definitely not speak so openly under the monitor.

So, what Che Zhengchen said to him at that time was actually meant for the top leaders of the Super Hero Association to hear.

He wanted to explain to the association's top leaders, how could a hero who dared to wear a uniform that might attract watch buyers be a hidden dangerous element?

And with Che Zhengchen's more than 20 years of work experience in the Super Hero Association, his status and ability are enough to convince the top management to accept his ideas.

Not to mention, Blue Owl's behavior of risking his life to save him this time should have been seen by the senior executives.

Even if we take a step back, Blue Owl is actually just a minor character. Even if he has the gimmick of "Blue Crow Imitator", he is still an insignificant minor character. How many people will pay attention to him?

If you want to catch the eyes of those big shots, you have to at least be a member of the Round Table or an S-level executive of the Control Bureau, rather than being an E-level hero who has just started out and has not yet made a name for himself.

Blue Owl thought for a moment and asked curiously.

"By the way, you said that the Round Table Heroes have the right to access the monitors in the Commander's office. Does that mean that the status of the Round Table Heroes is even higher than that of the Commander?"

The telekinetic sister tilted her head and looked at him with a frown.

"That's right. Heroes who can enter the Superhero Round Table basically no longer need a commander to command and manage them. Don't you even know this common sense?"

In a corner of the dining table, the Mechanical Pioneer, who had remained silent all the time, suddenly said: "If you don't understand, you can ask me. I can help you search on Baidu." As he said that, he took a sip of wine.

Hearing this, Blue Owl turned his head and cast a surprised look at the cyborg, then asked jokingly: "Uh... My dear, you don't have a Baidu in your head, do you?"

The Mechanical Vanguard remained silent.

"There really is a Baidu." Platinum Wings chuckled and said quietly, "His brain has been modified and has its own search engine."

The Mechanical Pioneer nodded without denying it.

Blue Owl was stunned for a moment, then he put his hands together and apologized silently: "It's okay then. I was wrong, Brother Mechanical Pioneer. I will ask you if I don't understand something in the future. After all, you have a partnership with Baidu."

Platinum Wing couldn't help but smile and continued, "There's no need to call us by our full names. Just call us by the abbreviations of our code names. For example, I'm 'White Wing', she's 'Sister', and this big guy is 'Vanguard'."

"Do you agree?"

Having said that, Blue Owl turned his gaze to the other two people. One of them nodded silently, and the other said "hmm" in a deep voice, both indicating that they had no objection.

"That's good." The blue owl tilted its head and spread its hands, and its beak tilted accordingly.

"Anyway, are you sure you want to join our team?" asked the nun.

"I guess so. Please give me more advice."

The Blue Owl said as he stretched out his hand towards her, but the nun simply ignored his hand, held his beak, and shook it up and down with an expressionless face.

"Please give me your guidance," she said.

The blue owl was stunned for a moment, then retracted his right hand, shrugged, lowered his head and wiggled his beak, "Uh... not impossible, but can I sue you for sexual harassment?"

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