Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 159 - 157: Bird of Death

Chapter 159: Chapter 157: Bird of Death

Wen Wen clutched his chin and dashed madly, his body feeling a cool breeze, and he even began to experience a sense of pleasure.

"No wonder there are so many exhibitionists who love streaking, this really feels great!"

Since he had already been seen by so many people, Wen Wen simply let himself go and ran even more unrestrainedly.

Once he reached a deserted area, he immediately entered the Sanctuary, waiting for one hour for the transformation to wear off.

"It’s ruined, all ruined!"

"This transformation is too shameful, completely unusable, I’ll definitely never use it again!"

Wen Wen angrily paced in circles within the Sanctuary, looking highly agitated.

But when he endured for an hour and the transformation ended, he began to reflect.

"Ignoring those perverted elements, the bracelet’s power is really strong, and it can perfectly hide my identity... It’s a great disguise."

"Moreover, that appearance... it’s quite amusing..."

Whenever he remembered solemnly vowing not to use this power again, he hesitated anew.

...

An hour later, Wen Wen, dressed in a black trench coat, emerged from the Sanctuary with a normal expression and found his new car.

He drove home happily, as if he had never streaked before.

The next morning, Wen Wen arrived at the Hunters Association and began the routine meeting.

The morning meetings were a tradition of the Hunters Association; if there was any abnormal event, no matter the severity, a meeting was called for.

Lin Zheyuan cleared his throat and said, "Last night, a superpower user attacked Zhang Kewei’s private museum and may have stolen some valuable items. This is an image drawn based on the description by the onlookers."

He took out a sketch and showed it to everyone.

Upon seeing the image, Ding Mingguang spit out his goji berry water—what the hell was this thing?

The others also had strange looks on their faces. This superpower user must be indulging in some kind of performance art, right? Streaking and robbing in the dead of night—has he gone mad?

"Don’t underestimate him; judging by the shattered glass and his speed when escaping, this person’s strength is not weak, and should not be taken lightly."

Lin Zheyuan said with an even tone, having already vented all of his criticisms when he first received the information.

"Moreover, we’re not sure if he’s a monster or a superpower user..."

"A monster, it must be a monster. How could a superpower user dress like that?" Gong Baoding, holding a water cup of the same design as Ding Mingguang’s, said while drinking.

If it were any other day, Wen Wen would have been the one to make the harshest quips upon seeing such a situation.

But today, he didn’t want to say anything at all.

"Strange, why aren’t you spouting any saucy remarks today?" Lin Lu looked at Wen Wen curiously, feeling that he was a bit off.

Wen Wen guiltily coughed, "Cough cough, I’m still badly injured, not in the mood."

Then, he noticed that You Han’s expression was a bit off.

He, or rather, she, was staring at the paper, her eyes somewhat gleaming.

"Hiss... She couldn’t possibly have taken a liking to that person."

The more Wen Wen thought about it, the more violently he coughed, attracting the concerned glances of those around him.

After all, they had seen with their own eyes Wen Wen’s waist pierced that day...

"’Bing He’ is imminent, and we should clear the other risks in Furong River City as much as possible. Uncle Gong has successfully Assimilated and is likely to be assigned elsewhere as a captain."

"You won’t be with us for many days, so make the most of your time here," Lin Zheyuan told Gong Baoding.

Gong Baoding nodded reluctantly; Lin Zheyuan’s suggestion meant he had to deal with a few tough nuts to crack before leaving...

"Wen Wen, since you’re wounded now, don’t take on any too strenuous tasks. You have strong investigative abilities. So, how about this, you’ll team up with Jiao Xinlei, and track down that streaking fellow for me."

"This..." Wen Wen hesitated, feeling it somewhat inappropriate to investigate himself.

"It’s settled then, meeting adjourned," Lin Zheyuan declared with a slap on the table, and everyone sprang into action.

You Han approached Wen Wen and said, "After you find news of that person, remember to tell me, okay?"

Wen Wen nodded woodenly, his skin crawling with goosebumps.

Then Lin Lu sidled up to Wen Wen, her eyes sly as she asked, "Aren’t you curious why my older brother had such a strong reaction to ’Bing He’?"

"Now that you mention it, it is a bit strange, he seems to have been unusually motivated recently."

Wen Wen nodded, the gossipmonger in him igniting with interest.

"Hehe, my brother and ’Bing He’ once competed for my sister-in-law..." Lin Lu whispered.

"Oh..."

Wen Wen’s expression turned comically knowing as he nodded in understanding. Any man would be nervous having an old romantic rival as a superior on his own turf.

Leaving the meeting room, Wen Wen saw Jiao Xinlei squatting at the entrance.

In recent times, the Association had been so busy that she had been left to one side, neglected and looking rather pitiful.

"Stand up, we have a mission, and I’ll be taking you," he said.

"Really?"

Jiao Xinlei replied excitedly, having been left sitting on the bench for a long time.

"Of course it’s true. We’re going to investigate a man," Wen Wen said vaguely.

"What man?" Jiao Xinlei asked with confusion.

Wen Wen recapped the meeting’s information for Jiao Xinlei, who then pouted in dissatisfaction.

"So it’s just about catching some shameless dead pervert. I thought I was finally being acknowledged. I didn’t expect such an insignificant task."

Wen Wen flicked Jiao Xinlei on the forehead, reprimanding her, "No matter the mission, you must take it seriously. And it’s not necessarily about catching a shameless dead pervert, that’s just a different hobby."

"Got it, but... running around naked at midnight, that’s perverted..." Jiao Xinlei mumbled, covering her forehead.

They got into the new car and headed to the city’s sanatorium.

"This car is really fancy."

Jiao Xinlei curiously poked around, thinking if she hadn’t become a superpower user, Wen Wen in such a car would probably be an extremely eligible bachelor.

"Never mind the car for now. I haven’t asked you what ability you awoke with that day in the villa," Wen Wen said while driving.

"Ability..." Jiao Xinlei looked downhearted when the topic turned to abilities.

"I can see death!"

"In my eyes, everyone has a different color above their head, and black stands for death. The darker the black, the closer death is, and the more accurate the prediction."

"Captain Lin named my ability ’Bird of Death’!"

"Interesting, can you see when I’m going to die?" Wen Wen asked casually.

Jiao Xinlei shook her head and replied, "It’s more difficult to see the death qi of superpower users, and I can’t change death either, so I don’t want to see it for people I know."

Knowing when someone she knew would die, and being powerless to change it, was something she had already experienced several times in recent days.

That feeling was just too awful. So, unless necessary, she didn’t want to use her ability.

Moreover, she had looked at Wen Wen. Above his head, there were no black patches of color, only a black door that she couldn’t see through!