Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 490

Chapter 490: Chapter 249: The Meeting, the Dragon of Hell Valley, Heading to London_3 Chapter 490: Chapter 249: The Meeting, the Dragon of Hell Valley, Heading to London_3 “Set off?”

Ke Mingye asked the two people beside him, turning his face.

“Let’s go.”

Saying that, Fan Quan carried a suitcase and stepped into carriage No. 7.

“Why do I feel like this trip will be perilous?”

Ke Mingye followed behind him, starting to sound pessimistic.

“It’s not as difficult as you think. Within half a day, I will identify the leader of Revolutionary Late Bell in the asylum and make an equal trade with him, then we’ll figure out a way to escape.”

Fan Quan stated simply.

Ke Mingye shrugged: “Okay, I’ll trust you this time.”

“You’ve trusted him several times already.” Ju Zipi smiled, “One more time doesn’t make much difference. Besides, you’re just setting a doll in the operation, the real danger is for me and the cultured man.”

“That’s true.”

During the conversation, the two stepped on the rusty pedals and entered the train’s carriage No. 7.

Ke Mingye looked at the ghostly conductor approaching and said straightforwardly without waiting for him to speak, “Hello, we are going to London.”

“There are two abandoned train stations in London, which one would you like to go to?” asked the ghostly conductor, raising a map of London.

There were two light spots on the map, symbolizing the locations of the two train stations.

“The one closer to Bedlam Asylum.”

“Understood…”

After watching the ghostly conductor’s figure disappear into the next carriage, Ke Mingye withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Ju Zipi and Fan Quan who were already seated in the compartment.

At this moment, he received a message from the discussion group.

[Cai Bing: I’ll keep in contact with you through the chat panel.]
[Failed Man: Having a hacker woman as backup gives a lot more peace of mind.]
[Ju Zipi: Nice to learn from you.]
After reading the messages, Ke Mingye directed the doll to walk into the compartment.

Fan Quan set down the suitcase and said, “It’s 1 p.m. Huanjing time now. London time is 7 hours behind Huanjing, so when we arrive, it will be approximately 4:15 a.m. local time. It will still be dark.”

“So, just to confirm, I’ll go to a caregiver’s house at the asylum, knock him out, and take his place,” Ju Zipi said. “The two of you will intercept a vehicle carrying patients. Spider Man will pretend to be one of the driving supervisors, and Fan Quan will hide in the back of the truck among the patients, right?”

“That’s right,” Fan Quan confirmed. “To be precise, we all have to impersonate someone: Spider Man will replace the driving supervisor, I’ll replace one of the patients, and then we just need to tie them up in the wilderness unnoticed.”

“Received.”

“Sigh… It’s a perilous endeavor,” Ke Mingye sighed, “I advise you to be careful.”

Fan Quan, flipping through a book, casually said: “Better to be too pessimistic than to set those death flags like ‘when we return, we’ll be together,’ ‘when we come back, we’ll travel,’ ‘when we return, we’ll get married.’”
“Fine, fine, after we get back we’ll jump into the sea together.”

Saying this, Ke Mingye turned his head to look out the compartment window.

The sky was beginning to lighten, and the window reflected the scenery of the Thames in London–spire-topped churches, red-brick buildings, Millennium Bridge, St. Paul’s Cathedral, and birds, with faint bell sounds entering the ear, all ending with a rumbling engine noise as the train once again entered a pitch-dark tunnel. The entire world was instantly swallowed by darkness, as if a huge cocoon wrapped all things into it, plunging into silence.

“Bedlam Asylum… Why do I always feel a bit uneasy?”

Thinking this, he rested his head on the window, slanting his body and sitting down. The carriage lightly swayed, and the dim yellow wall lights of the tunnel illuminated his profile.

“Let’s take it one step at a time.”