Chapter 502: Chapter 502

United States time, 21:00, in an abandoned train station in New York.

The night was deep, and all around was silent. The Black Cocoon hung motionlessly upside down below the station’s eaves, a black restraint belt suspended above his head.

He couldn’t be bothered to use the restraint belt to fix his coat’s hem, so under the force of gravity, the coat fell entirely, covering his head and upper body.

Despite the dilapidated state of the train station’s surrounding walls, they still towered high, isolating the city’s neon outside. At this moment, only a trace of moonlight shone on the empty platform.

In the sound of dripping water, the Black Cocoon quietly flipped through a book inside his coat, as if waiting for someone.

Before long, a brightly lit train roared through the tunnel and stopped on the rusty tracks.

From the gaps in the train, a wave of steam surged outward, rumbling loudly before fading away.

The Black Cocoon, suspended in mid-air, lazily stretched, using the restraint belt to pull up the hem of the coat covering his head, then lifted his eyes from the book, silently watching the closed train compartment doors.

To his surprise, at this moment, peering through the window covered with dark curtains, he could see figures above compartment 7 and 8.

The bright lights inside the compartment clearly cast their shadows.

Two people were seated in compartment 7, appearing to be a man and a woman, while compartment 8 had a single person seated, from the shadow’s outline it seemed like the silhouette of a young girl.

The Black Cocoon grew alert, thinking to himself, wasn’t Ke Qirui supposed to come alone?

Given the special circumstances, should the Salvation Society or Rainbow Wings discover he was in New York, then the undercover matter of Gu Qiye amongst them would be infinitely magnified.

After all, the New York Empire State Building is Rainbow Wings’ base camp; if word got out that the Black Cocoon was here, Gu Qiye would have trouble explaining why just after he joined Rainbow Wings, the Black Cocoon followed him to New York, as if telepathically synchronized.

Thus, he must not expose his whereabouts, also considering his brother’s safety.

Even though he advised Ke Qirui not to bring any unnecessary people, she nevertheless brought two guests.

Thinking of this, the Black Cocoon silently wrapped himself with the restraint belt, turning himself into a cocoon, then the black cocoon gradually faded in color, dissolving into the air.

With a "bang", accompanied by steam, the train compartment door swung open.

Treading on the carriage entry’s steel plate, Ke Qirui exited the train, one hand in her coat pocket, the other holding a cigarette holder, she looked up at the air ahead.

"Stop hiding, the Train Demon already told me it saw you." She chuckled and teased, "By turning invisible, aren’t you just covering your ears and pretending to be unaware?"

"I must say... you’re as punctual as ever, Miss Ke."

The Black Cocoon spoke, slowly unwrapping the cocoon to reveal his body, then glanced at the time on his phone.

"Speaking of which, it’s just been a few days since I sent you to New York last time." Ke Qirui said flatly, "You didn’t really make me your on-call private driver, did you? Although I’ve been idle lately, I’m not that easygoing."

"Ah, isn’t it because I can only rely on you?" The Black Cocoon shrugged, "I’m a minor; it’s only natural for a big sister to help homeless minors."

"Alright, alright, minor, be careful I’ll report to the police and have you taken back to Li Jing." Ke Qirui mentioned, suddenly remembering something, "By the way, there’s someone you know on the train."

"Uh... could it be Mr. Mu Long?" The Black Cocoon stared at the shadow reflected on the window, "Didn’t I ask you to give him a ride as well? After all, he’s involved in capturing Salvation Society members, can’t leave him in Li Jing staring into the void."

Aside from Ke Qirui in compartment 7, the other person was undoubtedly Lin Yilong.

He knew Lin Yilong’s identity was special. Lin Yilong was not only a wanted criminal but also a wanted criminal who "took down Blue Arc".

It’s worth noting the day before the incident, the Mutants Association of Li Jing’s official account was fervently promoting the "Mu Long X Blue Arc" ship on Weibo, crazily uploading photos of them together, claiming it was the perfect combination of "Cold-faced medieval knight" and "Friendly neighborhood hero."

Yet within days, Mu Long turned into the slanderer and assassin of Blue Arc, becoming a rat scorned by everyone.

So until the heat of the matter faded, Lin Yilong temporarily held the top spot on China’s ranking of "Most Hated Individuals." With votes far ahead, his influence was evident.

Even though a week had passed and the public memorial for Blue Arc had ended, online sentiments still showed no sign of subsiding.

"Kind-hearted" netizens eagerly used network technology to investigate Lin Yilong’s background, only to find: His family had long perished!

Therefore, even wanting to swarm him with text messages or harass his family by phone, there’s no target.

And under the premise of official strict control over all transportation, it was truly tough for Lin Yilong to leave Li Jing, unlike Su Wei and the Gu Zhuo Case who could simply buy a plane ticket.

So while asking Ke Qirui to pick him up in New York, the Black Cocoon also asked her to pick up Lin Yilong in China, yet oddly, at this moment he saw more than one silhouette on the train, which was a bit puzzling.

"No, the person I mentioned isn’t Lin Yilong." Ke Qirui shook her head, speaking softly.

"Wait a minute, could it be her?" The Black Cocoon suddenly grew alert, eyes narrowing.

Ke Qirui smirked, teasingly said, "I’ll tell you once you’re on the train."

The Black Cocoon scratched his chin, suspiciously saying, "The atmosphere feels a bit dubious... like being abducted, yet I still have to board this train."

After saying this, he closed the book, released the restraint belt and landed from the eaves, flipping in mid-air and landing smoothly.

He slowly approached the Train Demon, looking at the shadow in compartment 8’s window.

Getting closer meant seeing more clearly.

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"You’re not going to sell me out, are you?" Black Cocoon turned to look at Ke Qirui, "What about the promised trust between people?"

"Young Wenyu, regardless of what’s going on, let’s get on the train first and then talk."

Ke Qirui smiled as she said this, leaned over and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and led him onto Carriage No. 7.

After boarding the carriage, the bulbs on the ceiling cast a warm orange light, illuminating Black Cocoon’s mask and a sly smile on Ke Qirui’s face.

Black Cocoon yawned and looked up.

Lin Yilong was resting with his arms folded, sitting in his seat with his eyes closed, his expression as stern as always, an aura of confidence emanating from his brows.

He wore a black coat paired with long trousers. Beside him was a suitcase, presumably containing Mutant "Mu Long’s" battle suit.

Black Cocoon drooped his shoulders, listlessly waved the restraint belt, and greeted him.

"Long time no see, Mr. Mu Long, seeing that you’re still as reserved puts me at ease."

Lin Yilong didn’t respond, merely said, "Mr. Ghost Bell and Mr. Su Wei have already boarded the plane, they will arrive in Japan shortly."

"Okay." Black Cocoon nodded, "Actually, even without you saying it, I already knew. I would have preferred a warm greeting from you to show how much you missed me."

"As you wish." Saying this, Black Cocoon turned to Ke Qirui, "May I be so bold as to ask, who’s that lonely soul sitting in the adjacent Carriage No. 8?"

Ke Qirui closed the door of Carriage No. 7, then lowered her head close to the pipe and took a drag.

With smoke swirling around her fingertips, she looked at Black Cocoon, "If you want to know, why not just go see for yourself?"

"I don’t want to know."

"Of course, it’s your dear sister." Ke Qirui whispered in his ear.

At this moment, the Train Demon suddenly became restless, the roar of the engines echoed in the air.

Black Cocoon remained silent.

He instinctively reached back, a restraint belt flew out from the sleeve of his trench coat, tying up the door and pulling it open.

But it was too late; the dark red train crashed into a pitch-black tunnel, and then at the tunnel’s depths, a tear in the fabric of space-time suddenly appeared.

The Train Demon roared, crashing into it.

"Uh, is it too late to jump off the train now?" Black Cocoon belatedly asked, turning his head to look at the world outside the window, which looked like "garbled text."

"You could try, though I’ve never seen anyone survive in a space-time turbulence," Ke Qirui said.

Black Cocoon sighed, lowered his head, and silently used the restraint belt to close the door, preventing the three people in the carriage from being swept away by the space-time turbulence.

"Is it really my sister in the next carriage?" he asked Ke Qirui.

"What else could it be?" Ke Qirui explained, "She didn’t want to sit with Mu Long, so she found a carriage to sit alone. I couldn’t be rude to a guest, so I’m keeping Mr. Lin Yilong company here."

Black Cocoon lifted his hand to stroke his forehead, letting out a long sigh.

"Can I throw her off the train?" He came up with an idea.

"You want to sacrifice your own?" Ke Qirui was startled, then patted his shoulder, "Stop avoiding, it’s no big deal."

"Alright, then now, I have a crucial question to ask you." Saying this, Black Cocoon squinted his eyes, turning to stare at Ke Qirui.

He asked, word by word, "Did you tell her who I am?"

"She knows about it, but she doesn’t believe it," Ke Qirui replied nonchalantly.

"Traitor, you’ll pay for this."

Black Cocoon muttered resentfully, his head drooping, "I thought you were a trustworthy person, Miss Ke. It seems punctuality doesn’t equate to honesty; I’ll have to write this down in my little notebook."

"I didn’t reveal it intentionally; she secretly listened to my voice recorder," Ke Qirui protested, "Didn’t I say before that every time I meet you, I bring a recorder in case I miss any information?"

At this point, she paused for a moment, gently pushed Black Cocoon’s shoulder.

"Go, she’s been waiting for you in the next carriage for a long time."

"I’ll remember you for this, damn train girl friend." After speaking, Black Cocoon slowly raised his head, with a solemn expression facing the door to Carriage No. 8.

As if it were the entrance to hell.

For a while, he walked step by step towards Carriage No. 8, the steel floor clanking, the lights in the corridor flickering on and off.

Behind this door, Su Zimai was waiting for him.