Chapter 144
by Need_More_SleepChapter 144: The Officially Permitted Perversion
“Next week, we’ll be conducting a comprehensive physical examination. Everyone, fill out these forms and hand them to the class representative by the end of the period.”
When Old Gao announced this, despair rippled through the classroom.
The “big physical” had twice the tests of a regular checkup. If your ability was something like self-healing, you were lucky—just the standard physical tests plus a blood draw and you were done. But for someone like Yiwen, it meant precision measurements of power, range, control, speed, maximum output…
Back when Yiwen first enrolled, the school doctors had the audacity to ask her to apply force to an atom. If she could do that, would she still be getting bullied by that little bitch?
Just thinking about her made Yiwen’s chest tighten with frustration. Every time that girl showed off some new power, revenge felt further away—and Yiwen’s own abilities were progressing at a snail’s pace.
But beneath the despair, excitement simmered.
Because after the big physical came the highlight of every student’s year: summer vacation.
Two whole months. Enough time for everyone to come back completely different—especially the boys.
Yiwen tilted her head onto Mi Xiaoliu’s shoulder, shamelessly peeking at her form.
The “additional abilities” section predictably listed only “LV2 Self-Healing”—and she’d even misspelled it as “Self-Stealing.”
Openly committing fraud right under a cop’s nose. Disgusting.
But Yiwen noticed something else odd on the form.
Political Affiliation: “Facial features are symmetrical.”
Yiwen leaned back slightly and tapped her shoulder. “Who told you to write that?”
Mi Xiaoliu lowered her head slightly, as if annoyed by the question.
She crossed out “Facial features are symmetrical” and wrote “Not good-looking.”
Yiwen: “…”
—
Lunch break.
Lu Mingxue approached Mi Xiaoliu first. “Want to eat together? There’s something I want to ask you.”
Of course, the moment she said this, the class idiots erupted into whoops and teasing. Grow up, morons.
Yiwen materialized beside them with a plastic smile. “Oh? Something you can’t tell me?”
At school, she and Mi Xiaoliu were practically conjoined twins—doing everything together except using the bathroom. Even Barrett, who used to be close with Yiwen, had been sidelined.
Lu Mingxue resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
You get mad if I’m alone with her for five minutes, yet you’ve monopolized Beibei’s visitation time? You stole my best friend, I steal your girlfriend—fair’s fair!
“No, you can come if you want,” she said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear—then casually brushing the back of her head.
A signal. But one only her people would recognize. No way Yiwen could decipher it.
Somewhere on campus, the supernatural cop assigned to protect Lu Mingxue murmured into his radio. Moments later, Officer Chen called Yiwen.
Officer Chen: “About your father—the thing you asked me before. We need to talk. In person. Now.”
A guaranteed way to hook Yiwen.
“Can’t it wait?” she grumbled.
“No. I might change my mind later.”
“Why today? I asked you last week.” Suspicion crept into her voice.
“I needed a week to psych myself up to tell you.”
“…”
Though reluctant, Yiwen still left.
Lu Mingxue took Mi Xiaoliu to her secret lunch hideout—finally reclaiming the spot after all these days. This little witch… I shared my secret base with her, and she ended up letting others take it over too.
Honestly, Lu Mingxue had been on edge this whole time. Every time there was news at the police station about Mi Xiaoliu or the Main in Black, her heart would clench—mostly out of fear that this little idiot might get caught and rat her out.
She’d even deleted that “Wow, my bestie’s gained weight” post from her social media, even though Mi Xiaoliu had only appeared in the photo as a bare foot in slippers.
Her excuse—”Mi Xiaoliu’s mind is too simple to read”—was starting to draw suspicion from Officer Chen. Thankfully, it was just suspicion, since he’d personally witnessed how painfully naive she was.
If Lu Mingxue had been testing her alone, she might’ve just faked it, swallowed her guilt, and reported “No issues with Mi Xiaoliu” to wrap things up.
But now, there was a bug pinned to her collar, and the officer assigned to protect her was watching from nearby.
“Xiaoliu, where were you the night before last?” Thanks to her mind-reading, she could afford to be direct.
She was still wearing sunglasses, but she’d swapped them out for regular ones before class ended—so she could freely read Mi Xiaoliu’s thoughts.
Sasha: “Master, don’t tell her.”
“Not telling you.” Mi Xiaoliu turned her head away.
Mi Xiaoliu’s thoughts: Not telling you.
Lu Mingxue: “…”
She didn’t even bother to think about where she’d actually been.
How could anyone trick such a simple-minded girl into becoming a killer?
Ugh, staring too long is giving me a headache. Why is Malphite called ‘the Shard of the Monolith’? If his ult is unstoppable, why doesn’t anyone TP during it?
And why hasn’t anyone thought of using Hail of Blades to stack Lethal Tempo faster, then use Lethal Tempo to stack Conqueror?
Lu Mingxue quickly smacked her own forehead to snap out of it.
She averted her gaze with a sigh. “Let’s eat first.”
She handed Mi Xiaoliu a bag—inside were fried chicken and drinks.
That’s right. She still hadn’t given up on her weight-gain plan.
A beautiful girl’s life isn’t complete until she’s been chubby at least once.
But there was another reason—a backup plan Officer Chen had suggested. Even though she already knew the answer.
“Xiaoliu, I think I accidentally put all the drinks in your bag. Can you pass me the red one?”
Plan B: Test if Mi Xiaoliu is colorblind.
This one had surprised her. She’d had no idea Mi Xiaoliu might be colorblind.
She’d claimed it was an accident, but the bag actually held six differently colored drinks—all obscure, no-name brands you’d never find in a regular store.
With other supernatural cops watching, she had no choice. But her hands were sweating—one-in-six odds…
She wanted to hint at the right answer, but any warning would tip off the police first.
Without hesitation, Mi Xiaoliu picked the red drink and handed it to her. Lu Mingxue exhaled in relief.
That didn’t seem colorblind at all.
…
“Captain Chen, Mi Xiaoliu picked the correct color,” the officer monitoring from a distance reported.
“Without hesitation?”
“None at all. I even had Salamander place the red one near the bottom, but she just dug it right out.”
“Hmm… You saw the Black-Clothed One during the last operation. What do you think?” Officer Chen still hadn’t dismissed his suspicions about Mi Xiaoliu.
Colorblindness could’ve just been an excuse the Black-Clothed One used to reject Dias—it wasn’t definitive proof.
“Physique-wise, they’re very similar. But their auras are completely different. This boy seems timid, barely talks, kinda edgy… Whatever. Let’s move to the next test, Salamander,” the monitoring officer suggested.
Lu Mingxue excused herself to throw away trash, stepping out of Mi Xiaoliu’s line of sight to respond: “It’s not that meaningful. The Black-Clothed One always wore a cloak—no way to confirm if it was a guy crossdressing.”
Since having her underwear stolen was too humiliating, Yiwen hadn’t shared the specifics of the encounter with her colleagues—including the fact that she’d stripped the Black-Clothed One down to their undergarments.
Monitoring Officer: “No way! There’s no chance someone that cute was a dude in drag!”
Lu Mingxue: “??”
Why are you so worked up? Wouldn’t that make it even better for you guys?
“Why me? If I pull down his pants and he’s actually a guy, wouldn’t that be awkward as hell for me?” she muttered.
“A girl seeing a guy’s stuff is still better than a guy seeing a girl’s stuff,” the officer reasoned. “Though if a female classmate had accidentally seen mine in high school, I’d have wanted to hang myself from a tree.”
But from society’s god’s-eye view, a girl accidentally seeing a guy was less severe than the reverse.
“Then you can’t watch the next part. I’ll test their gender alone—hopefully, I won’t get labeled a pervert,” Lu Mingxue said.
“Got it. Don’t stress—it’s officially sanctioned perversion… Wait.”
“What?”
“Someone’s watching you two. Or… tailing you? That Zhang Zikun from your class.”
“Since when did he come back to school?” Lu Mingxue couldn’t care less. Who even pays attention to that guy?
After the mass skipping incident, Zhang Zikun’s close friends had all taken leave together. Curious, Lu Mingxue had checked police records and found that the group had met with an accident on their way to visit him.
A truck carrying steel pipes had passed by when its securing ropes suddenly snapped, crushing them on the spot. They hadn’t died instantly, but by the time they were resuscitated, they were barely clinging to life. Without access to cutting-edge medical treatment, they’d likely spend the rest of their days in wheelchairs.
He must’ve foreseen his friends’ accident and took leave to avoid it. This guy…
“Assign someone to watch him. See what he’s up to,” Officer Chen ordered.
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