Superman Termination Manual-Chapter 492 - 250 Bedlam Asylum Memoirs (Part 1)_2

Chapter 492: Chapter 250 Bedlam Asylum Memoirs (Part 1)_2 Chapter 492: Chapter 250 Bedlam Asylum Memoirs (Part 1)_2 Ke Mingye took a sip of his drink and reconfirmed, “So, we’ll need to split into two groups then?”

Fan Quan nodded: “Yes, Ju Zipi will first find a caregiver’s residence at the asylum, knock him out, tie him up, and then impersonate him to enter the asylum. We, on the other hand, will intercept the truck carrying the patients.”

“And what about Miss Cai Bing?” Ju Zipi asked.

Fan Quan answered, “Bedlam Asylum, like Azkaban Prison, is almost entirely managed by the Management Bureau. So Cai Bing can use the Bureau’s authority to hack into some of the surveillance cameras of the lower-level wards, as well as databases for lower-risk patients and supervisors.”

He paused: “Even inside the asylum, our privilege as players still exists: that is, using the chat panel for communication… That’s why Cai Bing can be a great help in our operation, remember to keep in touch with her and call her when needed.”

[A message came in the chat group.]

[Cai Bing: That’s how it is, meow.]

[Failed Man: Can the old lady stop trying to be cute? It’s making me physically uncomfortable.]

[Cai Bing: Take care of yourself later, I will mainly look after Ju Zipi and Fan Quan.]

[Failed Man: Private Marseille.]

[Ju Zipi: Miss Cai Bing is so amazing, I really admire her.]

[Cai Bing: Thanks for the compliment, but your charming young man act won’t work on me.]

[Ju Zipi: No, really, my praise is sincere.]

“The train has arrived at London Station.” A voice as restrained and distant as disinfectant echoed through the carriage.

“Let’s go.”

...

Fan Quan said, standing up and closing his book.

“Wait.”

Before leaving the train, Ke Mingye suddenly stopped and said these words.

Ju Zipi and Fan Quan both turned their heads to look at him.

Under their gazes, Ke Mingye took out the “Language Specialization Card” he received earlier from his bag and selected English and Japanese.

[One “Language Specialization Card” consumed, languages “English” and “Japanese” acquired.]

…

At 4:20 AM London time, on a secluded pathway surrounded by forest.

Along with two lines of headlights coming from around the corner, illuminating the fallen leaves on the road, a bulky truck slowly approached from a distance. The rumbling sound of the engine tore through the dead silence of the night.

With the aid of streetlights, one could see the numb faces of two men in the front cabin of the truck, wearing black Bedlam Asylum supervisor uniforms, their dead-fish eyes fixed straight ahead.

Then, on this normally deserted path, a streetlight suddenly illuminated an eye: a dazzling, profound violet eye.

[D-level skill: Eye of Medusa]

The next moment, the two men sitting in the driver’s and passenger’s seats froze in place, slowly covered by a cold layer of stone, then motionless as if turned into stone sculptures.

Suddenly, a thread shot in through the window, harshly pulling out the individual in the passenger seat from inside the vehicle.

Following this, the door on the other side was opened, and a man wearing a patient’s gown and holding a bible whispered to the petrified supervisor, “Absolute Spirit.”

As he finished speaking, a paper figure hidden in his sleeve slowly vanished.

In its place, the supervisor’s body slowly reverted from its petrified state, but his gaze gradually became vacant.

Seeing this, Fan Quan looked up at Ke Mingye, who was changing clothes on top of the truck, “Are you done?”

“Done.”

Ke Mingye said as he climbed down from the top of the truck, stepping onto the road. By this moment, he had completely changed into a black Bedlam Asylum supervisor uniform, complete with a dark cap and a facial mask on his face, and even invisible contact lenses and fingerprinted human skin gloves were not missed.

He walked towards the back of the truck, removed the bolt, and opened the rear doors, revealing inside more than ten patients injected with tranquilizers and sleeping pills, tightly bound and disorderly scattered throughout the cargo area, every single one of their eyes shut.

“Which one are you replacing?” Ke Mingye turned to look at Fan Quan.

“The one in the middle,” Fan Quan said.

“Got it.”

Ke Mingye raised his right hand, lowered his wrist to shoot a web, sticking it to the body of the patient in the middle, quickly pulling him out and carrying him on his shoulder.

Fan Quan put on a facial mask similar to that of the patient and stepped into the middle of the cargo area, replacing his original position, and then whispered to himself, “Unity of knowledge and action… fall quickly into sleep but wake up automatically if there’s danger.”

As he finished speaking, a second paper figure in his sleeve also disappeared.

At the same time, he immediately lost consciousness, his head drooped, seamlessly blending in among the patients.

Seeing this, Ke Mingye casually shut the large door of the rear cargo, secured the bolt.

Then he jumped lightly, effortlessly landing on the top of the truck, placing the patient he was carrying down, and sticking him together with the supervisor he had just caught using the web.

Ke Mingye then looked around, his eyes meeting the endless pitch-black forest.

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He rested one hand on his hip, carefully thinking: “Where should I hide them…”

After a while, having hidden the two in the forest, Ke Mingye returned to the side of the truck and climbed into the passenger seat, slamming the door closed.

At this moment, the supervisor in the driver’s seat was still in a daze. But after a short while, his eyes slowly regained their light, and his facial expressions gradually became animated.

“What just… happened to me?” he asked in English.