My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

The youth appeared to be around twenty years old, tall with a well-proportioned build. His light pink hair was swept back, his features handsome and face heroic, but the slight smirk at the corner of his mouth somewhat ruined what would otherwise have been a friendly expression, instead making him look arrogant and casual.

He wore a black stand-collar jacket with the collar slightly open, revealing a red hoodie beneath. The long sleeves were casually rolled up, exposing his solid, muscular forearms. He sank into the soft sofa cushions, crossing his right leg over his left.

The file folder bearing the word "CLASSIFIED" that Gao Chenxu had personally sealed lay tossed carelessly on the coffee table, and a thick stack of documents inside it was being held in the young man's hands as he rapidly flipped through them, one page after another.

The images were all confessions and photos from the recent bizarre cases in the Western District.

There were corpses with abnormally proliferating muscle tissue, vehicle wreckage that seemed to have been torn apart by wild beasts, broken syringes with residual liquid inside, and the strange death of Zhao Chen, the Black Cloud Society branch leader who had died inexplicably in the detention center three days ago, along with his eerie autopsy report.

The guy hadn't provided any useful confession. After being caught, he seemed utterly hopeless, and just a few days later, he had died so suddenly and strangely, as if something had drained him dry, causing him to collapse.

His tall frame held up only withered skin and dried-up organs. The death was extremely gruesome, giving many police officers in the station severe psychological trauma and leaving an indelible impression on Gao Chenxu as well.

Flip, flip.

The young man moved extremely fast, his gaze lingering on each photo for no more than half a second, yet his demeanor seemed somewhat bored, as if the documents in his hands were just a dull magazine for passing time.

But for some reason, an inexplicable sense of familiarity lingered in his mind.

It wasn't his appearance—it was this indescribable aura...

Before he could figure out who the youth resembled, the sound of flipping photos suddenly stopped.

The pink-haired young man's gaze had frozen on one particular confession and document.

Gao Chenxu saw a glimmer of strange light flash through the youth's originally unfocused dark-blue pupils, but it quickly vanished, returning to that lazy demeanor.

It seemed he had finished reading. The youth casually stacked all the documents together and held them between his thumb and index finger.

Gao Chenxu thought he was about to stuff the documents back into the folder and take them away.

But in the next moment—

This normally composed bureau chief couldn't help but widen his eyes, nearly letting out a startled cry.

"!!!"

A gray light flashed across his palm, and the thick stack of photos silently turned into fine powder in the youth's hand.

As if sliced apart by an invisible, fine-grained strike, or as if weathered by time, the powder fell like ash through the gaps between his fingers, scattering onto the carpet, leaving no trace of its original form.

Gao Chenxu's gaze went blank as he stared at the pink-haired youth, who showed no other reaction, casually brushing off the dust.

Even though recent experiences had repeatedly raised Gao Chenxu's psychological expectations for these paranormal events, after more than twenty years in the police force, this was the first time supernatural power had so directly and irresistibly torn away its veil before his eyes. The impact it brought was still indescribable.

Looking at the powder on the carpet, Gao Chenxu felt cold sweat begin to seep from his back drop by drop.

If the other party wished, would he himself also vanish without a trace in an instant, just like those papers?

Just like Zhao Hao that night—a sudden, inexplicable, eerie death?

He forced down his racing heartbeat, still doing his best to maintain a stern expression on his face.

The youth patted off the remaining residue from his hands, stood up casually, and straightened his wide sleeves, as if about to leave, when suddenly something seemed to occur to him.

"Oh, right."

He looked at Gao Chenxu, his voice calm, and said offhandedly, "Thank you for the Western District Branch's cooperation."

"I'll be going now."

...What?

That's it?

After revealing such a jaw-dropping feat, Gao Chenxu thought it was the prelude to some earth-shattering revelation, that an important superior order was about to be issued. But he was just leaving?

Without even a hint of his identity being disclosed!

Gao Chenxu finally couldn't hold back the turmoil in his heart and asked, "What exactly... are those?"

Reason told him that he still wouldn't get an answer this time, because after receiving the classified transfer order, he had repeatedly probed his superiors for information but was always blocked by confidentiality regulations.

But as a police officer determined to uncover every case, he had to ask this question no matter what.

Unexpectedly, the pink-haired youth showed no intention of keeping secrets and casually gave an answer.

"It's just a special method that causes an ordinary person's body to mutate toward a low-rank [Demon], creating a [Demon Man]," he said lazily.

"But compared to a true [Demon Man], it's ultimately nothing more than a temporary half-finished product that lasts for a while. And on top of that, they use injection to trigger the [Transformation], without even injecting a [Formula]. It's so cheap it hits rock bottom. If a real fight breaks out, who's going to give you time to pull out a needle?"

"Besides, you should be able to see how weak they are. A volley of gunfire can easily take them down; they can't even block a hand grenade. They're just the weakest cannon fodder."

The pink-haired youth slightly curled the corner of his mouth: "But... for rats in the gutter, being able to mass-produce this kind of cannon fodder that barely crosses the threshold of [First Energy Level] without major side effects is quite an impressive technique."

"If something like this falls into the hands of someone at this level, there must be higher-level creations above... No wonder the higher-ups insisted on sending me to make this trip and have me handle things here."

"For you guys, it's certainly very dangerous."

Demon? Demon Man? Formula? First Energy Level? Higher-level creations?

Something that required a volley of gunfire to kill was, in the mouth of the person before him, merely the weakest cannon fodder?

A great shock surged through Gao Chenxu's heart.

He felt as if he had come into contact with some massive thing hiding behind everything.

This city, which had once been so familiar to him, suddenly felt so strange.

The youth thought for a moment, as if he had finally remembered something else he had forgotten to mention: "Oh, right. Division Six will be sending people later to specifically collect this kind of information. You just need to maintain order and keep ordinary people away."

"..."

If I hadn't asked, were you not even going to say that?

Gao Chenxu opened his mouth, a storm of emotions raging in his heart. He had countless things he wanted to ask, countless things he wanted to say, but in the end, he held back and only said, "Is it... within regulations for me to know this?"

"Doesn't matter. Just don't go around talking about it. And even if you did, no one would believe you."

The pink-haired youth still wore that lazy smile on his face, but in Gao Chenxu's eyes, it carried a strong air of superiority and strength, as if looking down at him from on high.

"Don't dig too deep. Being too curious can be very dangerous. Having your memories forcibly erased by those cleanup crews is still a good outcome. If you actually come into contact with something dangerous, you'll die faster than you can blink."

The pink-haired youth turned around. Instead of heading toward the door, he walked toward the window.

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