Superman Termination Manual

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"Um... are you sure you said 'Qing Ya'?"

Blue Owl stared at Che Zhengchen through his glasses, double-checking that he hadn't misheard.

"No mistake," Che Zhengchen smiled, "I am asking if you'd like to meet Qing Ya alone. Maybe if you really get close to him, you'll gain a new understanding of him."

On hearing this, Blue Owl dropped his head and twisted in his swivel chair, spinning around once before the bird's beak on his mask returned to its original position.

He pondered to himself.

Can this be real? It's been just a few days since we met, and Che Zhengchen is already eager to set me up with Qing Ya. Could it be that he's colluded with my old man to set me up?

That fits right into my plan, though. Even though I don't really want the other Association members to know my identity, I am willing to let Commander Che and my dad know.

After all, I've already removed the parasites from Commander Che's body, so I don't have to worry about him being controlled by Gastella and leaking my information.

Thinking this, although Blue Owl felt this was an excellent opportunity, he still symbolically demurred, like a child hesitantly refusing a red envelope during the New Year.

"Um... before I answer that question, I want to ask you," he tilted his head, weighing his words, "Commander Che, are you sure Qing Ya wants to meet me alone?"

"I've seen the official surveillance records, and when you were about to hit the ground yesterday, Qing Ya saved you."

"Are you joking? Swap in another superhero, and he would have done the same. Or is it...," Blue Owl paused, his tone skeptical, "Commander Che, do you think Qing Ya seems like the type who wouldn't save someone? Not to mention leaving a fellow vigilante to die—that's not his style, not at all."

Che Zhengchen fell silent for a moment, then smiled slightly, "But he also spoke to you: if he had saved another superhero, he might not have taken the time to warn them afterward."
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"Is there a possibility that you brought him into the Superhero Association and were his Commander for a time, becoming old friends? So essentially, he spoke to me more because he knew I endangered myself to save you and did it to give you face. See, there's no need to read too much into it."

"That is indeed possible," Che Zhengchen took a sip of his tea and said lightly, "But in all these years, I really haven't seen him interact much with other superheroes. Seems like he does care about you, the 'imitator'."

Blue Owl sighed, his elbows on the chair's armrests, his forehead in his palm, and said irritably.

"My goodness, you know, it feels like we're having a high school boy's conversation about how 'oh, that girl must be into you because she never talks to boys,' and Qing Ya is that class's silent but academically stellar ice queen who attracts envy and jealousy from other students."

"Heh, hehe..." Che Zhengchen laughed and shook his head, "Let's drop this subject. Anyway, I should be able to get you a chance to meet Qing Ya alone. You just need to tell me; do you want to see him or not?"

Blue Owl hung his head, silent for a couple of seconds, before saying, "Isn't that obvious? Of course, I want to see him. Otherwise, what's the point of me wearing this suit?"

He paused, "Rather than asking me, you should ask him if he wants to see me."

"That's enough," Che Zhengchen shrugged and said calmly, "I think he wants to talk to you, just hasn't found the right moment. Don't let his appearance fool you; outside of work, he's quite awkward, uh... to put it bluntly, he's repressed."

"Haha, aren't you afraid that suddenly a crow will shatter the glass and abduct you from your office?"

"Not really, I'm more afraid of a Spider-Man-like guy breaking the glass and kidnapping me. I've already got a psychological shadow from that," Che Zhengchen joked.

"Well, you have a point," Blue Owl said and then fell silent for a moment. Although he knew he would be dining with Comrade Qing Ya once he got home, he still asked himself in pretense.

"So when can I meet Qing Ya?"

Che Zhengchen opened his mouth, his tone somewhat evasive, "Hmm... I don't know when he'll get back to me, but it shouldn't drag on for a month or two."

"A month or two is rather exaggerated, aren't you two old friends? Is he that indifferent to you?"

"It's just his way of doing things, it's not about being cold or anything like that. Ah, I don't quite understand you young people," Che Zhengchen said.

Blue Owl asked with concern, "Speaking of which, Commander Che, there should be no issue with your body, right? Like, during the time Dice Monster had you, he didn't implant nanomachines, bugs, or trackers in you?"

"No, after Qing Ya brought me back, he immediately had someone scan my body with precision equipment."

"And the result?"

Che Zhengchen smiled and answered, "Besides a minor fracture, there is nothing wrong with my body. So the idea of Dice Monster tampering with me is out of the question, unless its methods are advanced enough to fool the detection devices provided by the Management Bureau."

"I see."

As he spoke, Blue Owl mused for a moment and, pretending to ponder, said, "Right... about the recent viral mass riot incident, I was secretly observing from an alley and saw someone vomit out a black worm. That worm crawled into another person's mouth. It seems like those rioters were controlled by those parasites infiltrating their bodies."

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