Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 283

Chapter 283: Chapter 186: A Deadly Encounter with Gastella (Part 2)

Ke Xiaomo and Ke Mingye stood silently against the wall, not speaking.

Their phones and books had been confiscated, so they had no choice but to stare blankly at the stairway entrance, reverting to primitive lifestyles.

Soon, as the sound of the door opening came from downstairs, Bai Wenna’s scolding sounded again in the living room.

“As the eldest brother, you didn’t teach your younger siblings anything good, coming back so late?!”

Ke Yinzhi seemed to start explaining something, but still lost to his mother’s overbearing presence and obediently went upstairs after a short while.

He looked up, surprised, and glanced at the two being punished. First, he paused, then shook his head with a light laugh, and finally, under the sympathetic gazes of Ke Mingye and Ke Xiaomo, silently joined the punishment line.

In fact, compared to Ke Xiaomo and Ke Mingye, Ke Yinzhi was slightly better off; at least his phone hadn’t been confiscated.

“We truly are brothers in distress…”

As Ke Yinzhi said this, he yawned, casually took out his phone from the pocket of his black coat, and asked nonchalantly, “So… what kind of major violation did you two commit this time? Let’s hear it.”

“Ask second brother.” Ke Mingye directly passed the buck.

“We went out for a night run.” Ke Xiaomo answered.

“You ran until this late?”

Ke Yinzhi looked down, fiddling with his phone, and asked casually.

“That’s right.”

Hearing Ke Xiaomo’s response, Ke Mingye slightly raised his eyebrows, thinking, so second brother didn’t tell big brother about him being a superhero.

That wasn’t really scientific, was it?

The relationship between the big brother and second brother could be described as conjoined twins; how could they not inform each other about such crucial matters?

He had been prepared to be dragged into a meeting by big brother as well, and he couldn’t help but be taken aback at this moment.

Ke Mingye silently sighed, often reflecting on the fetal status of the two punished middle schoolers beside him.

Who would have thought that the three eldest brothers of Bai Ke’s home, the pillars: Black Judge, Sect Master of the Shadow Heir Ninja Sect, Superhero Blue Owl, were now standing stupidly against the wall under the corridor’s pumpkin lamp.

Just like middle school students who were late to class and got kicked out by the homeroom teacher.

They could faintly hear the dialogues from a movie coming from the living room downstairs; it was Bai Ziling and Bai Zini revisiting the “Harry Potter” series again.

In fact, Bai Ziling wasn’t very interested in these kinds of movies.

When she watched many bizarre fantasy films, she always saw plots like “vampires harming humanity, acting wickedly, and then being rushed by the protagonist group and killed with a slash, emitting an unpleasant scream before their spirit dispersed,” similar to “Blade,” “Van Helsing,” and “Bloodrayne.”

When she was younger, while her siblings gathered on the sofa to watch these movies, she always felt uneasy, drooping her head, burying her eyes under her snowy white bangs.

At those times, she would move her spot closer to Ke Mingye, gently grab his sleeve, and curl up on the sofa like a kitten, hiding behind him.

At that time, Ke Mingye thought Bai Ziling was scared of the vampires in the movies, so when choosing films, he automatically filtered out those containing vampires and demonic elements.

It was only now that Ke Mingye realized Bai Ziling wasn’t scared of the vampires, given she could watch horror movies alone at night eagerly; the fantasy vampires were not scary to her, but she was actually afraid of the scene where vampires got their heads chopped off in the movies.

Although there were vampires in the “Harry Potter” universe, they were unrelated to the main storyline, so she wasn’t very interested but would still occasionally revisit the movie with Bai Zini as it was a summer vacation staple.

Ke Mingye looked up at the ceiling, his thoughts wandering, with a dull pain in his chest.

During this time, Ke Xiaomo seemed to want to say something repeatedly, but he always just opened his mouth and then shoved his words back down his throat, silently shifting his gaze away.

After a moment, Bai Wenna came out from the bedroom and said, “Are you coming back this late again next time?”

Ke Yinzhi quickly raised his head; while stowing away his phone back into his coat pocket, he raised his free left hand like a schoolkid and said indifferently, “I was wrong.”

“Be more serious.” Bai Wenna crossed her arms, frowning at him.

“Mom, we’re all college students now; can’t you let us have a bit more freedom?”

As Ke Yinzhi said this, he shrugged his shoulders, making a suggestion: “I think just punishing Mingye would suffice. After all, he is a high school student and needs to maintain a proper schedule. Xiaomo and I might as well head back to our rooms to rest, right?”

“Dude, are you even human?”

Ke Mingye was shocked, thinking there were indeed brothers who would betray their siblings, thus promptly ratting out his big brother: “Mom, you absolutely can’t let him off the hook. A crooked beam leads to crooked corners! And big brother hasn’t had his phone confiscated yet; it’s still in his pocket, can we treat everyone equally and fairly?”

Ke Xiaomo shook his head, chuckling softly. He recalled how they often had similar incidents in their childhood; whenever it came to this juncture, the three brothers would blame each other.

“Shut up, do you think your mother doesn’t understand these things?” Bai Wenna asked coldly.

Since the objective had been achieved, Ke Mingye obediently closed his mouth.

Bai Wenna glanced at Ke Mingye and then turned to Ke Yinzhi: “You never act like an older brother, always so careless. I really don’t know whose temperament you’ve inherited…”

As she spoke, their mother took out the phone from his coat pocket, confiscated it, and then turned her gaze toward Ke Xiaomo and Ke Mingye.

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