Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 123 - 123 32 Lacking This Ability_2

123: Chapter 32: Lacking This Ability_2 123: Chapter 32: Lacking This Ability_2 If the information obtained by the Observer was inherently false, then the understanding derived from processing it could never be real.

Gongsun Ce closed his mouth and deeply pondered over all of Qiluo’s behaviors to date.

He reached a certain conclusion.

“This ability cannot truly affect reality.

My evidence is that I can see her true form.”

“This ability can,” Mo Yuankai shook his head.

“There’s a way for her to conveniently and quickly use her power to affect the real world.”

Manipulating information, distorting information…

the domain where this power could be maximized was…

They turned their gaze to the computer on the table simultaneously.

“The omnipresent information network.” The genius hacker and intelligence dealer summed up, “If Qiluo could fully utilize her ability, she would be the most formidable hacker in the world.

Even if Cecil and I teamed up to catch her, we wouldn’t be able to.”

He knew the intelligence dealer wouldn’t speak nonsense at this time.

These past few days, they just happened to encounter an incident with hackers pulling strings behind the scenes.

“…

How many people ‘jailbroke’ today?”

“The sister who’s working for you is nearly exhausted.

Just this morning there were six incidents, all involving middle and elementary school students.

The plans are still clumsy, but more viable than before.

Still, we can’t catch even a trace of the mastermind.”

“You suspect Qiluo.”

Mo Yuankai nodded decisively, “Just a suspicion.

The intelligence level shown in these plans fits so well with your description of her that I can’t think of a second super hacker who is both dumb and smart.”

…

He admitted it was something Qiluo could pull off.

He could almost picture the kid jumping on the spot, shouting, “Gongsun Ce, listen to me!

This city is dangerous.

We have to escape quickly!”

But what was the motive?

Did she know some secret information?

And what were her methods?

Planning and acquiring information required equipment and time.

Did Qiluo sneak out for a reconnaissance before everyone went to bed at night?

It was not impossible, as for the equipment, there were computers at Qin Qianbai’s house…

He could see through Qiluo’s disguise, but he couldn’t monitor the girl 24 hours a day.

Once out of his sight, she could do whatever she wanted.

“The three of them left together; they should still be together.

Big brother, check the real-time surveillance.

Let me have a look.”

Mo Yuankai tapped his phone a few times, and the big screen switched to a recording inside a KTV private room.

A bizarre mv played on the karaoke screen, with a few abstractly drawn masters lively making food with their hands.

The pink-haired girl they were focused on stood in the center of the private room.

Qiluo was wearing an appetizing mascot costume that made her resemble a large sushi roll with a face and limbs sprouting from it.

She held a microphone in one hand and sang exuberantly—

“I want to eat sushi!

♪”

The girl sang and danced along with the sushi chefs in the mv, her energy nearly bursting through the screen into reality: “I want to eat sushi!

♪”

The two men sat expressionless on the sofa, just like the other two girls in the room.

“I want to eat my fill of sushi ♪ Sometimes I fancy pizza ♪ But still, I’d rather have sushi!

♪”

“Hey!” Qiluo clapped and laughed, “Sing along!”

Kardesia suddenly stood up, leapt over the central table of drinks, grabbed another microphone, and followed along with a defiant loud voice: “I want to eat sushi ♪!

Even if it’s the end of the world ♪!”

“…

Hello?” Miss Qin picked up the phone in the private room after a while, “I’d like to order a sushi platter.”

Oh, the sushi platter arrived quickly!

She picked up the sushi with chopsticks…

She’s eating sushi!

She gobbled down two pieces at once!

“no sushi no life~” The two holding the microphones kept singing.

By the time they finished the full song, the girl on the sofa had devoured an entire plate of sushi.

“Qin Qianbai, come and sing~”

“Little Qian!

Give it a try, it’s very refreshing to vent!”

Faced with their encouragement, Qin Qianbai seemed hesitant.

Then, the playlist switched to the next song!

Judging from the mv, it should be the Miso Ramen Song!

Gongsun Ce pressed the power off button.

The two faced the darkened screen in silence, as if they were two seekers who had just witnessed the true nature of the universe.

“…

I saw her dressed up in a sushi costume, singing the sushi song.”

“The Qiluo in my eyes wasn’t wearing a sushi outfit,” Gongsun Ce denied some of the details, “but indeed, she was singing a sushi song.”

Mo Yuankai remained silent.

“I believe that human thought can be divided into rational and emotional.

From a rational standpoint, I very much agree with your hypothesis, big brother.

From an emotional standpoint…”

The gray-haired young man held his forehead.

“I feel this silly child really isn’t that scheming.”

The information broker looked at the ceiling and said, “I feel like eating sushi now.”

“If you want to eat, just order…

no, if she could pull that off, I’ll eat this remote control right here and now.

That’s too outrageous!

Even Orianna was more scheming than her back in the day!”

He remembered the golden-haired, silver-armored female knight, who was introverted; he used to enjoy teasing her about it.

But even the female knight, before her awakening, was a far cry from being thoughtless and carefree like that.

Big brother ordered a sushi takeout and said, “For now, we’ll keep that possibility in mind.

Then think of other explanations.”

“Even if you say that…”

The gray-haired young man felt helplessly constrained.

With such scarce clues, what else could he do?

Qiluo’s background and her identity before amnesia might be a direction to explore, but it likely had little connection to the mastermind who “induced the kids to escape.” He needed to think of other clues.

Were there issues that others might have noticed which he had overlooked?

Who had he discussed this with?

Big brother, Miss Qin, Mr.

Shiyu, Kardesia, Yan Qi…

What had Yan Qi said that time?

—”You only saw me in this room, right?”

—”Are you certain that it’s been just the two of us here all along?”

He repeated the same question twice, once before knowing about Qiluo’s affair, and once after.

The middle-aged painter was an annoying riddle-solver.

Riddle-solvers have two reasons for their riddles: either they haven’t fully understood the situation themselves or some things are not appropriate to state directly.

Was it the former or the latter?

Possibly both.

How many people were in the room?

He could try to discern the truth and consider this matter on that basis…

Gongsun Ce once again reviewed the entire case he knew, starting from when he met Qiluo before the airport part-time job.

Vaguely, he had another idea.

A conjecture without any evidence…

not suitable to be hinted at, and even less to be spoken aloud.

He then asked about the information he ought to be curious about.

“Big brother, what were the results of the voiceprint recognition?”

Mo Yuankai gave him a detailed account of the investigative results.

After listening to the explanation, the gray-haired young man found it even stranger.

Following Qiluo’s identity would lead them to another power within the city.

Logically, it made sense, but the feeling of incongruity persisted.

The two of them discussed Qiluo’s identity for a while longer and came to a fairly certain conclusion.

By the time they finished discussing, the sushi takeout had already been delivered.

“It’s too chaotic.

I’ll go home first to see if there’s a reply.”

Mo Yuankai was opening the sushi box, “Not going to the lab?

Even the clever Knight of Dawn can’t help you solve this.”

If possible, he would prefer not to be so proactive.

After reading the reply, he could “reasonably” go find Yan Qi up the mountain…

better not to speak that out loud yet.

“No, dealing with those in white coats on home ground, something that might be resolved peacefully probably ends up in a fight,” the gray-haired young man replied with a bitter face, “Besides, you’re underestimating her.

If she were here, she would probably have everything neatly sorted out by the afternoon.”

In contrast, he had spent so much time and yet still hadn’t fully grasped the situation.

“Yeah, yeah, the one who understands her best is you,” the chubby young man tossed over a piece of sushi, “Have some sushi before you dash off.”

Gongsun Ce caught the salmon sushi with telekinesis, stuffed it into his mouth, and left behind some muffled lyrics.

“I want to eat sushi♪~”