The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 276 - 185: The Suicidal Pigeon_2

Chapter 276: Chapter 185: The Suicidal Pigeon_2

A smart Mutant? A prisoner? Key Masters?

In an instant, Jiang Shu’s thoughts expanded, and it seemed that Clo had been arranging this long ago.

Starting from the "knowledge circulation" at the Special Prison, from the moment of imprisonment, from the establishment of mechanical disciples, or perhaps even further back in the past.

But now, he didn’t have much chance to go to Thirteen District.

Jiang Shu slightly furrowed his brows and then he looked up toward the direction of the Sky Tower, standing at his location he could already see that towering cloud-like tower.

Before leaving First District, he needed to take a look up there.

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Three days had passed since the outbreak of the riot at the Special Prison of Thirteen District. During these three days, most Mutants were forcibly suppressed, and as the mechas of the Terrorism Control Bureau and the Three Major Groups entered the battlefield, this chaos also began to reach its end.

Although Thirteen District was still in a state of lockdown, the overall situation of the district had greatly eased, one of the most obvious signs of which was...

The network of Thirteen District was reconnected with the outside world.

Although what was posted on the public network would be scrutinized, overall, the reopening of the network was one of the most prominent signs of the improving situation.

"You are a pigeon carefully bred," the fox stood atop the rooftop, pointing toward the high skies past the edge of the rooftop, his voice even and calm. "Upon hearing the pigeon whistle, you shall deliver the letter to a faraway place."

"Coo-coo—" Standing next to the fox was a middle-aged man, making pigeon noises with his mouth, his hands shaped like the wings of a bird. Then, he staggeringly moved left and right toward the edge of the rooftop, his body was clumsy but he proudly puffed his chest out.

"Blow—" The fox blew the pigeon whistle, and after a loud and piercing sound, the middle-aged man leaped and left the edge of the rooftop.

He desperately flapped his hands, as if trying to flap his wings, but clearly, he could not fly, so after a period of free fall, he became a red mess on the street below.

The fox stood at the edge of the rooftop, looking down, with a mixture of indifference and disgust in his expression.

Such a person, should have died long ago.

The middle-aged man was one of the escapees, and his crime for entering the Special Prison was raping several children.

Clearly, during his time in the Special Prison, he did not repent, and his perverted desire only grew, and after leaving the Special Prison, he reached out once again toward the children of Thirteen District.

"Your hypnosis skills have improved," from the shadows, Devil Wind slowly approached, his voice transmitted through a thick mask, naturally carrying an electronic effect.

In just a few short minutes, the fox had completed that level of hypnosis, something that was previously impossible.

For most people, suicide is the most resisted notion in their subconscious, therefore, hypnotizing a sane person into willingly dying is basically impossible.

It would have been difficult for the old fox to do this in such a short time too.

But now, in just a few minutes, the fox had completed such hypnosis, and not just on a sporadic one-time basis, he had already used this method to kill three offenders in Thirteen District, which even made the usually taciturn Devil Wind feel puzzled.

"No, no need to hypnotize him to die," the fox shook his head. "I just need to modify his self-recognition, making him believe he is a pigeon."

He added, "His subconscious won’t believe he is committing suicide."

"Mmm," Devil Wind nodded, he understood what the fox meant.

If that was the case, then leaving the criminals to the fox to handle was indeed a better choice.

The method of killing through hypnosis wouldn’t leave any traces of the crime.

"Let’s go, Devil Wind," the fox looked at the tall man beside him, "It’s time to find the next target."

The three Key Masters had already been sent out of Thirteen District, the original plan was for the fox to leave with them, but on the eve of the lockdown, Devil Wind suddenly realized what exactly had happened and what was going to happen in Thirteen District, so he chose to stay.

Devil Wind stubbornly believed that what they did in the Special Prison contributed to the chaos in Thirteen District to some extent, so he wanted to stay there and do something.

Of course, the fox wouldn’t see it that way, given the firepower deployed in the attack he witnessed at the Special Prison, its breach was an inevitable matter.

However, he knew this was just an excuse Devil Wind made to convince him.

Even if they hadn’t gone to rescue Fang Yue, upon seeing the devastation in Thirteen District, Devil Wind would still stubbornly stay, only the justification he used to convince him would change.

Devil Wind, this guy, may seem broad-minded and physically big, but most of the time he is frighteningly persistent, so the fox couldn’t bother arguing with him.

If you want to stay, then stay.

As for Fang Yue...

The fox looked toward the figure now dressed again in a white suit in the shadows.

Fang Yue’s opinion was irrelevant.

The fox’s wristwatch lit up, he tapped on the Simulated Light Screen, which displayed a message from "Mu Jin."

Mu Jin: You and Devil Wind are in Thirteen District?

The fox leaned against the wall, looking_at_the message, his expression calm.

After a long while, he moved his finger finally replying: Yes.

And Mu Jin’s response came quickly, somewhat not in line with her usually frivolous temperament, she asked again: Who exactly is Smile? Both Ancient Snake and I want to know, give us a precise answer.