Superman Termination Manual-Chapter 514 - 257 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 8)_2

Chapter 514: Chapter 257 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 8)_2 Chapter 514: Chapter 257 Bedlam Asylum Journal (Part 8)_2 “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that,” the odd creature made a gesture of biting its hand, speaking in extreme panic, “You won’t hate me, right? Mr. Judge, Mr. Judge, please don’t look at me like that! I can imagine the eyes behind your mask, it could give me depression. Can you be a little more tolerant of a mentally ill person? This is a mental hospital after all.”

There was a moment of silence before the Black Judge calmly said, “Although I’d like to chat with you a bit more, it seems like you’re blocking me with another agenda… So, I’d better get rid of you quickly.”

Upon hearing this, the strange thing’s expression suddenly changed.

It smirked coldly, “You are too confident in yourself, Mr. Black Judge. You think that as long as you are still in London, Amemiya Ying can’t escape, which is why you are confident enough to chat with me.”

The Dice Monster shook its head mockingly, “But you will soon find out… the person you finally captured has already been released by me, and then you’ll be infuriated, wishing you could tear me into pieces. Everything is just as I planned.”

Upon hearing this, the Black Judge’s reaction was quite calm.

He pressed his earring and turned on the surveillance feed of Amemiya Ying’s ward, only to see, just as the Dice Monster had said—Amemiya Ying had vanished, and the ward was now completely empty.

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“So… you admit to secretly colluding with people from the Anti-Superhuman Organization?” The Black Judge turned off the projection panel and looked directly at the Dice Monster.

“Otherwise?”

The Dice Monster stood with hands on hips, righteous and bold.

“You know, if what you committed before were just insignificant minor crimes, one could assume you were simply lacking love, trying to grab people’s attention, and that deep down you might still have a good side…” the Black Judge suddenly mumbled, “No, I can’t stand listening to this anymore.”

He paused briefly, then continued, “Now, you are thoroughly a criminal.”

The Dice Monster lowered its face, its eyes vacant. “I can only say I have my reasons, and I hope you can understand, Mr. Black Judge. I, am always on your side.”

“To be honest, it’s indeed not very convenient for me to kill you now, since I still have questions to ask you…”

Saying this, the Black Judge had already pressed the earring to contact the liaison at the Management Bureau, instructing them to notify the person in charge of Bedlam Asylum to issue a lockdown order.

However, by then it was already too late.

“Kill… me?” the Dice Monster said, “Oh, Mr. Judge, don’t think I’m still the helpless loser I was before. I’m now fully equipped to fight you…”

Before it could finish, the body of the Dice Monster was sliced into thousands of pieces like fish on a chopping board, then heated up and exploded.

The first parts to split were its throat and mouth, as if someone didn’t want to hear its babbling anymore.

“What a pity… I couldn’t restrain myself after all.”

Saying this, the Black Judge shrugged his shoulders. From the fiery blasts in the corridor, he walked out unscathed, lightly adjusting his black gloves.

Then, he used the projection panel to pull up surveillance footage of every exit at Bedlam Asylum from the previous ten minutes. Soon, he noticed that all other entrances appeared normal and there were no access records.

However, one peculiar thing was a batch of trucks that had just left the underground parking lot—after all, this was the regular monthly restocking time when caretakers drive trucks to supermarkets in London for supplies.

Strangely, one of these trucks turned around not long after exiting Bedlam Asylum, heading in the opposite direction to the other trucks in the convoy.

“It looks like that’s the one…” the Black Judge slightly tilted his head, and his blood-red mask tilted with it, “These people must not think they can escape, I really am being underestimated.”

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A few minutes earlier.

After bidding farewell to Ke Ming Cat at the playground, Fan Quan used the invisibility feature of the Night Travel Belt, smoothly making his way to the interior of Ward B.

He headed directly for Amemiya Ying’s ward.

The security level of Ward B and Ward C was not much different, not as stringent as Wards A and S filled with infrared alarm devices.

And from this level of wards onward, there were typically individual rooms for each patient without exception.

So Fan Quan was sure there would be no suspicious figures in Amemiya Ying’s room, just him alone.

Soon, Fan Quan arrived in front of Amemiya Ying’s ward. He took out a key, opened the metal door, and immediately looked up to catch sight of a gaunt figure resting against the wall.

This was a bald man, with a sunken face but eyes sharp and cold as a wolf’s, as if they could pierce through the heart.

Fan Quan’s eyes popped up the Superhuman’s panel.

[Character Name: Amemiya Ying]

[Age: 22]

[Code Name: TK]

[Character Introduction: The eldest son of Japan’s underworld family “the Amemiya Family”, who was destined to become the family’s heir but went totally insane under immense pressure and was sent to London’s Bedlam Asylum. Over the years, Amemiya Ying has become the leader of the Anti-Superhuman Organization “Revolutionary Late Bell” in London, known internally as “TK”.]

In the dim ward, Amemiya Ying raised his right palm to his face, blocking a faint beam of light. Squinting through the gaps between his fingers, he saw no one at the entrance of the ward.

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