Volume 2, Chapter 2 (Chapter 40): I Am The Greatest Mole

“You’ll be discharged from the hospital today,” Jiangli said as she walked into the ward.

Yibei looked into Jiangli’s eyes; they were clear, but they weren’t very human-like. It filled him with a strange emotion.

He was worried she could gather clues from him.

“What?” Jiangli tilted her head, seeing that Yibei didn’t respond. “Don’t you want to be discharged from the hospital?”

“…”

“Let him go through the procedures.”

“Understood, miss.”

The maid left to get the documents needed, and only Yibei and Jiangli were left in the ward.

Jiangli walked to the sofa, straightened her skirt, and sat down. She continued staring at Yibei, which made him feel uneasy,

“Am I making you uncomfortable?” she sighed. “Shall I go outside?”

“Yes! I mean… no! Wait…”

Realizing he had made a slip of the tongue, he was stunned: “W-wait, my leader, listen to me. “I’m not uneasy because of you; well, I am, but…”

Jiangli simply got up and left the ward.

A few minutes later, in front of the hospital gate…

The silver-haired girl was wearing a black tunic and a long, black chiffon skirt. She leaned on a cane and stood by the side of the road, and her black boots concealed the flaws in her legs.

Her exquisite appearance, combined with gothic fashion, attracted the attention of people from time to time, but nobody came forward to strike up a conversation with her. They were admiring her beauty, like watching the pristine moon’s reflection in the water. Nobody was willing to reach out to the waters for fear that they might disturb the scene.

She stood there alone, frowning.

Letting Yibei be discharged from the hospital was a decision she made after several days of consideration.

However, she wasn’t sure if it was the correct decision.

He had a very special ability to locate Mr Rabbit by touching the scissors that he used.

If Yibei becomes a psychic user, there is a high probability that he will survive. Hence, he will be a great addition to Huacheng’s Night Division.

Jiangli, An Qing, and Li Xuan all felt that recruiting Lu Yibei was a good idea, but Bai Kai…

She didn’t blame him for his outburst; she didn’t blame him for acting like a child; she didn’t blame him for poking out the tires of Li Xuan’s car; she didn’t blame him for pouring red paint into An Qing’s blood plasma storage…

She couldn’t ever blame him. Those who were able to track urban legends have always had a big target painted on their back.

Bai Kai was afraid. He was afraid that Yibei might die.

However, even if Yibei didn’t join them, would he really be safe?

It has been ten days since the night of the fire at the resort. The Night Division spent a lot of manpower and resources on tracking the Witch, but no trace of her has been found.

If news spread that Lu Yibei could track her down, he would be in danger.

Of course, a newly-born witch would have to consolidate her strength, so they would go into hiding to gather their strength.

This can last for weeks, months, or even years.

Although keeping him in the hospital would guarantee his safety, it was inhumane.

When Yibei came out of the hospital, he was in a red tracksuit while holding onto a toilet seat… He stood in front of the hospital gate and bathed in the bright sunshine, breathing in the fresh air.

‘Finally, I’m out of this prison.’

For the past ten days, not only did he have to self-harm to trick the doctor, but he also had to endure the pain of transforming every evening as well as avoid the maid’s suspicious eyes.

This is not something ordinary people should go through.

He saw Jiangli at a distance and frowned.

Standing together, they will inevitably attract attention.

Just by looking at their clothes, no one would think that these two would have anything in common.

However, the doubts in the hearts of the strangers soon disappeared, realizing that they did, in fact, have some similarities.

They both seem to have facial paralysis.

“Were you waiting for me?”

Jiangli nodded as she glanced at the toilet seat he was holding.

“I need to tell you something,” Jiangli said.

“As long as it doesn’t involve sending me to die, I’ll do my best,” he patted his chest.

“Don’t worry about that,” she said flatly. “I’m just explaining to you what you need to do once you get back.”

“Right!” he said, swinging his toilet seat. “Tell me, I’m ready!”

“Put that down, would you?” she reprimanded coldly. “Once you get back, if you encounter anything strange, contact me as soon as possible. In addition, after your classes, spare some time and come down to the Night Division.”

“Every day?” he frowned.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to read the [Night Division Records]?” She tilted her head. “If you read it by yourself, there might be some things you don’t understand. I can guide you.”

Jiangli thought that she could teach Yibei about the various urban legends as well as some common traits of psychic powers and energies. This way, she could compensate for risking his life as well as ensure his safety.

“Ah, but I thought An Qing was the one who taught newcomers.”

“Don’t you want me to teach you instead?” she asked. “That’s fine. I can arrange for An Qing to help you out.”

Although she spoke without expression, he could feel like there was a threat underneath her words.

“N-no. I’m glad if you’re willing to teach me.”

“Good,” she nodded in satisfaction. “I checked your schedule, by the way. You’re free after two o’clock in the morning tomorrow, so come by the Night Division around two thirty.”

“By the way,” she continued, glancing at the toilet seat. “That… thing…”

“I bought it before I got injured, and they kept it at the hospital for me.”

“Ah.” She rubbed her eyebrows. “Want me to drive you back? Ah, Hua should be here soon with the car.”

“Nope! I’ll get myself a taxi,” he boasted. “In the past two days, I snatched a bunch of taxi vouchers. Isn’t it crazy? The fare is 10 yuan, but I only have to pay 0.2 yuan!”

Jiangli was visibly annoyed at him and turned away.

‘How could I have ever suspected that such a guy would have anything to do with that newborn witch?’

‘I think too much.’

Soon, Ah Hua, the maid, took Jiangli home.

After watching them leave, Yibei didn’t return to his house but asked the driver to take him to the apartment complex near his university.

The house was way too close to the Night Division’s headquarters.

If he fails to control his transformation one night, it’ll all be over.

If he transforms within proximity of the Night Division, they might think that he is declaring war on them and kill him on the spot.

Hell, even death would be a mercy.

Until he could figure out what the girl in his dream meant by “every few days in a month,” he would never step foot on Peony Street.

He sighed.

‘I have become an urban legend, yet I am still affiliated with the Night Division. Doesn’t that mean that I’m the world’s biggest mole?’

‘What should I do?’