Chapter 256 Notes from Bedlam Asylum (VI)
7:40 a.m. London time, Bedlam Asylum, card room, toilet.

Ke Yinzhi bent his waist slightly, sitting on the toilet lid in a bored posture. He held his chin with one hand, lowered his eyes, and looked at the projection panel in front of him expressionlessly.

Black Judge's exclusive equipment has been professionally modified and will not be detected by the electronic signal retrieval system of Bedlam Asylum - so he is not worried about embarrassing things like "coming out of the toilet and suddenly the whole world turns red, and red alarms sound in my ears".

He had checked the surveillance footage before, and perhaps it was TK's instructions, or perhaps Francis was bullied: almost every day there would be a few prisoners who would communicate with the memory freak Francis in a physical way under the pretext of joking.

It is not easy to tell which prisoner TK is. It is more convenient to look for him among the supervisors and caregivers.

So at this moment, two facial photos and corresponding information are displayed side by side on the projection panel.

Two faces were reflected in Ke Yinzhi's pupils. He murmured, "TK's two contacts in the hospital have been found out. One is mixed in with the supervisor, and the other is mixed in with the nurse. It's just as I thought."

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

[Hint: According to the latest identity tag uploaded by the S-level executive of the Control Bureau, "Black Judge", this person is confirmed to be a member of the anti-superhuman organization "Revolutionary Late Bell". ]

[“Akanaf”, male, 40 years old, currently an overseer at Bedlam Asylum, entered the asylum five years ago.]

[Hint: According to the latest identity tag uploaded by the S-level executive of the Control Bureau, "Black Judge", this person is confirmed to be a member of the anti-superhuman organization "Revolutionary Late Bell". ]

"So, should I have some fun with this supervisor... or with this caregiver?"

Ke Yinzhi murmured, with a slight smile on his face. In fact, he felt that the order didn't matter, since the caregiver and the supervisor couldn't escape anyway. If he wanted to know TK's identity, he could just find one of them with a brain imaging helmet.

So, he took out a coin that he had picked up on the streets of London not long ago from the pocket of his hospital gown, and gently stroked its yellowed, rough surface with his fingers.

"Look for the supervisor in the front and the caregiver in the back."

As he spoke, he flicked the coin upwards with the tip of his index finger and the middle of his thumb. With a crisp sound, the coin flipped in the air and landed on the back of his slightly raised hand.

Ke Yinzhi tilted his head and looked up at the coin on the back of his hand to confirm the result of this toss:

——It’s positive.

"Then let's go play with our supervisor classmate 'Akanaf'."

Ke Yinzhi yawned, thinking this in his heart, while standing up from the toilet lid, he gently pressed down the black earrings, and the projection panel in front of him disappeared.

He casually threw the coin into the toilet, pressed the flush button to flush it into the sewer, then washed his hands, turned the doorknob to open the toilet door, and walked into the card room.

At this time, the supervisor and "roommate" outside the door had been waiting for him for a long time, and both of them looked a little impatient.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Ke Yinzhi smiled.

"If it's any longer, I suspect you'll die in the toilet." said Fanquan.

"No, if it takes any longer I will break in and see what he is doing in there." Ke Mingye said with disdain, snorted coldly, and reached out to touch the supervisor's electric baton tied around his waist.

Fan Quan lowered his head slightly, almost unable to hold it together, so he sent him a message using the chat panel.

[Anti-Dog: Can your acting be less exaggerated? You usually act naturally, but why do you become stupid in front of your brother? How can playing an overseer give people high blood pressure? ]

[Failed Man: Doesn’t it fit the stereotype of an overseer? ]

[Anti-dog: Where did you learn about stereotypes? ]

[Failed Man: In those American TV dramas about prison breaks, don’t the prison guards always speak in such a smug tone, looking at them like they are looking at livestock?]

[Anti-dog: You have learned well. Don’t learn it next time. ]

[Failed Man: Is it time to blame me now? Where is the prisoner? Why is there no news? Could he be dead?]

At the same time, in the nursing lounge, in the public toilet.

"Amamiya Eagle!"

In the innermost cubicle, the uniformed caregiver "Jack" was roaring with a distorted face.

"TK's identity is Taka Amamiya!"

The moment he finished shouting this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he was completely exhausted, gasping for breath. From behind, you can see that his nursing uniform is basically soaked with cold sweat.

Hearing this, Orange Peel was slightly stunned.

"Someone from the Amemiya family?"

As he murmured the name, the smile on Orange Peel's face faded.

Of course he had heard of the name Amemiya. After all, until the "No. 1 Gigolo Arrest Incident" occurred, he had been working for the anti-super-human organization "Tengu Front" in Tokyo.

In order to avoid making mistakes during this period, he took a course on "Important superhuman forces in Japan" on the Tengu front: Among them was the well-known name "The Jutsu Family - The Amemiya Family".

"TK's real identity is actually a member of the Amamiya family?" Orange Peel thought, "The superhero 'Hime Wind Warrior' we were responsible for hunting before was the third son of the Amamiya family. The second son was the third son's bodyguard. It seems that he was also killed by me and the intellectual Spider Man. There won't be any trouble later, right?"

Seeing that Orange Peel suddenly didn't react, Jack said tremblingly: "I've already told you, but... can you let me go?"

The bone-chilling chill still enveloped him. This was definitely not the murderous aura that a guy who had only killed one or two people could emit. At that moment, Jack felt as if a python had climbed up his neck from behind, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The sword held by Orange Peel exuded a strange aura, like a beast that would choose its prey.

When Jack joined the Revolutionary Bell and supported Takashi Amamiya as the leader a few years ago, he had already made up his mind to "never betray his boss even if he died", but this determination was easily shattered a few seconds ago. In the face of the fear of death, all his past determination and awareness disappeared along with the fear.

"Sure." Orange Peel said, "Thank you for your cooperation, and I wish you a happy life." As he said that, he let go of Jack and put away the knife and the demon sword Muramasa.

Jack did not leave the cubicle immediately, but turned his head to look at the orange peel in a daze.

He then realized that the sword he had just seen with his peripheral vision seemed to have disappeared: "Where is that sword?"

"I advise you not to ask."

Orange Peel sat on the toilet lid and sent a message to the player discussion group while talking, reporting TK's true identity.

Jack touched his neck, as if he felt guilty towards the leader and was unwilling to leave like this, so he continued to ask with lingering fear: "No one has discovered me for so many years, how did you find me?"

"We have a genius on our side, and the other side has also sent a genius. The two geniuses came together to find your leader."

Orange Peel said nonchalantly, "You don't need to know what their concept is. You just need to know that it took them less than a few minutes to accidentally see through the means of communication you have used for so many years."

Under Jack's incredulous gaze, Orange Peel paused for a moment and added, "But these two were lucky: it was Saturday, and they happened to run into the memory freak who was playing games with your master in the library. Otherwise, it would take another day or two to figure out your identities."

"You guys are really a bunch of monsters."

"You should be unable to escape. The 'opposite party' I just mentioned is the S-rank executor 'Black Judge' sent by the 'Control Bureau'."

Orange Peel said, looking up at Jack's face. "He has already checked the surveillance records and found out your identity just like us. He should be on his way to find you now. You can't run away. If you fall into his hands, it will only leak information that is detrimental to the organization, so..."

He paused and said, "Do you want me to kill you, or do you want to end your life here?"

Jack was slightly startled when he heard this, and stood there for a moment. After a while, he lowered his eyes in relief.

"Really..." Jack said, "Then I'll do it myself."

"I believe you. This is also for the good of your leader. I think you should be quite loyal to him for being able to accompany him in hiding in the mental hospital for five years."

As he spoke, Orange Peel slowly stood up from the toilet lid, moved past Jack, pushed open the door and walked out of the cramped cubicle.

Meanwhile, inside the card room.

Seeing that there was no news from Ju Zipi, Ke Mingye had no choice but to lead Fan Quan and Ke Yinzhi to the exit of the card room in a pretentious manner. Just as they were about to go home, a message came from the discussion group.

He popped the bubble and looked up.

You don’t know until you see it. I was so scared that I almost had a cardiac arrest.

[Good Orange Peel: The nurse who met with TK has already confessed. He said... TK's real name is Amamiya Ying, a Japanese. Miss Caibing, please check if there is such a person in the mental hospital. ]

【Zai Bing: Huh?】

[Cai Bing: No need to check. There is this person in the mental hospital. Spider-Man asked me to investigate him before.]

[Cai Bing: Amemiya Ying is currently resting in the Class B ward of the insane asylum, on the first floor, go around to the right after entering the entrance, and you will find Ward 0120.]

Wait wait wait wait wait——! Who are they saying TK is?

TK is... he he he he he fucking Amamiya Takashi?

Looking at the chat messages between Ju Zipi and Cai Bing, Ke Mingye's body was still moving forward, but his brain was almost shut down.

At this moment, the thoughts in his mind were spinning like a storm.

Amemiya Takashi, isn't this the brother that the magical girl Kunou Sakura mentioned to me, the eldest son of the Amemiya family who was sent to a mental hospital a few years ago and whose existence was almost wiped out?

According to the magical girl Kunou Sakura, it seemed that Amemiya Takashi was unable to bear the excessive pressure put on him by his family, so he suffered a mental collapse and fell into endless decadence and madness.

Shortly thereafter, in order to maintain the reputation of the Amemiya family, the elders of the Amemiya family sent him to Bedlam Asylum to prevent him from causing more trouble.

And from then on, it was as if this person did not exist in the family. The way he was treated was extremely cruel.

"Good guy..."

Ke Mingye thought with some surprise, "The elders of the Amemiya family must be stunned after hearing this. They never thought that they would send a person to a mental hospital casually, and then send out a behind-the-scenes boss who established the largest anti-superhuman organization in London."

The key point is that Amemiya Takashi was clearly in a mental hospital, so how did he manage to secretly create the "Revolutionary Evening Bell" organization in London and gradually expand it to its current scale over the years.

This is really unbelievable, and it shows the terrifying ability and vision of Amemiya Ying.

No normal person would think of using the memory freak Francis to pull off such a trick in the asylum, relying on the special mechanisms of the library and card room to cooperate with the employees to transmit information.

Fanquan followed behind Ke Mingye and walked side by side with Ke Yinzhi. He thought to himself: "Amamiya Ying, isn't this the eldest son of the Amamiya family?"

As far as he could remember, hadn't he and Spider-Man and his gang killed Amemiya Takashi's two younger brothers, Amemiya Naoto and Amemiya Miren, on the streets of Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan?
Anti-Dog was skeptical about the results of Orange Peel's report, and typed a reply on the chat panel using his mind.

[Anti-dog: Are you sure you haven't been fooled? ]

[Good Orange Peel: I cut off one of his fingers. If he was lying, I would have killed him.]

[Good Orange Peel: Don’t think that I was busy being a gigolo in Japan and it was useless. During that time, I developed my ability to read people’s expressions. And when I was killing those superhumans, I also roughly understood what kind of expression a person would show when he was afraid of death. It is difficult for him to lie when he is extremely scared.]

[Failed Man: Come on, this is too magical. We are actually looking for a person whose two brothers we killed to cooperate with, and this person is the leader of an anti-superhuman organization? ]

[Anti-Dog: I made a mistake. I just realized that the meaning of the name TK is so simple: たか (ta ka), the pronunciation of eagle in Japanese, take the t and k in taka to form TK, which is the code name of the eldest son of the Amamiya family in the organization.]

[Failed Man: Could you have thought of such a simple question earlier? ]

【Anti-Dog: Didn’t you think of this before? 】

[Anti-Dog: Besides, I just never thought that Amemiya Eagle could be TK. After all, the Amemiya family is a famous family of sorcerers. If he joins the anti-superhuman organization, isn't it obvious that he wants to go against his own family? ]

[Failed Man: It's okay. We've already killed his two younger brothers. Now he just needs to kill those elders with corrupt ideas. We've helped him put an end to his worries.]

[Anti-Dog: That makes sense. He might even have to thank us.]

While the two were chatting on the player panel, they had already walked to the door of the card room.

At this moment, Ke Yinzhi said, "Mr. Supervisor, I have something to tell you." As he spoke, he approached Ke Mingye and unfolded a projection panel with an electronic certificate in front of him. "Actually, I am the executive officer of the Control Bureau, 'Black Judge'. I have something to do next. Can you please let me go?"

After saying that, he yawned lightly and looked sideways at Ke Mingye.

"By the way, I haven't slept for a whole night, and I'm very sleepy now. If you want to waste my time, I don't mind killing you to wake you up."

As Ke Yinzhi spoke, she smiled, but her clear eyes were filled with coldness, and her black earrings swayed slightly.

No, buddy, why are you pretending in front of me? I even know what kind of pants you liked to wear when you were a child, and I also know that your mother punished you by making you stand all night because you caught bugs when you came home.

Ke Mingye thought with disdain in his heart, but on the surface he opened his eyes wide in pretending to be shocked.

He swallowed belatedly, his Adam's apple moving up and down. Even the effect of his pupils shrinking was faked by him using the power of the trick puppet, and his performance was so perfect.

"By the way, remember to keep my visit a secret."

Ke Yinzhi smiled and gave him a warning, then turned his head to look at the equally surprised Fanquan, "Mr. Gu Zhenning, right? I hope this is not the last time we meet. Although the time we spent together was short, I got along very well with you. With your talent, it's a pity that you are buried in this insane asylum."

"Just based on the few hours we spent together?"

"Of course." Ke Yinzhi shrugged. "By the way, I just said something like 'I want to recommend you to the Control Bureau'. I take it back now."

"why?"

"Sorry, my memory is bad. I forgot that a big event will happen in the Control Bureau in a few days. Bringing you in at this time will only harm you."

Ke Yinzhi put his hands into the pockets of his hospital gown and said this calmly. Then, under the gazes of Ke Mingye and Fan Quan, he walked away without looking back.

Watching Ke Yinzhi leave, Fanquan sorted out the information he had just obtained from his words and sent a separate message to Ke Mingye through the player panel.

[Anti-Dog: What big thing is your brother talking about? ]

[Failed Man: He wants to join hands with my second brother to kill all the senior executives of the Control Bureau. ]

[Anti-Dog: Your brother's memory is really amazing. If I join the Control Bureau, won't I be accidentally injured by him? ]

[Failed Man: My brother's memory is like this, forgive me. But you are talking about a goblin, he wants to kill the senior executives, are you sure you can climb to such a high position in such a short time in the control bureau? ]

[Anti-Dog: I originally thought about staying in prison as Gu Zhenning, and then entering the control bureau with your brother's recommendation. Now it seems that I should be thankful that I knew about this in advance. ]

[Failed Man: I am speechless. Are you selectively avoiding my question?]

[Anti-Dog: Let's go. We have to find Amamiya Taka before your brother and rescue him. ]

[Failed Man: Compared to Amamiya Takashi, have we planned our own escape route? Don’t let us not only fail to save him, but also lose our own life. ]

[Anti-Dog: The escape route has been decided: According to the location information given by Cai Bing, the basement garage of the asylum is just below the ward where Yu Gongying is. Orange Peel will drive a truck to leave the asylum and go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities. We will take that truck to leave the asylum and save everyone.]

[Failed Man: Okay, then I have to go to the supervisor's lounge first, find the supervisor in charge of Amamiya Taka's ward, and take the key to Amamiya Taka's ward from him.]

【Anti-dog: Indeed.】

After sending the messages, the two looked at each other in real life.

Then Ke Mingye pretended to continue escorting the patient and walked towards the corner of the corridor with the rescue dog. The figures of the two soon disappeared into the shadows.

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