My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Still, at least one thing was certain.

The messy, unpredictable thoughts swirling around in Lin Guang’s mind were genuinely captivating to Xia Yao.

Sometimes, Xia Yao felt that Lin Guang was very close to her.

Close enough to smell his breath, hear his heartbeat, and believe that he was like her—someone who declared rebellion against the entire world.

Yet other times, he seemed impossibly distant.

Lin Guang wasn’t rebellious. He simply believed that the world should naturally operate according to his thought process and be trampled under his feet.

Even though Xia Yao considered herself unconventional enough, she still struggled to understand the motives behind Lin Guang’s actions.

His worldview was entirely different from ordinary people’s.

But precisely because of that, it drew Xia Yao in with an irresistible allure.

Xia Yao suddenly spoke up.

The butler eased off the accelerator, bringing the black sedan to a halt by the roadside.

The girl looked into the rearview mirror, her eyes showing clear surprise.

The tall, thin boy hadn’t gone home.

Through the dim light of the streetlamps, she could see a car suddenly pulling over by the entrance of the residential complex—an ordinary, even somewhat outdated gray sedan with tinted windows, blending inconspicuously among the parked vehicles.

But then, the next moment.

The driver’s door of the gray sedan swung open, and a young woman who looked to be in her twenties stepped out.

She was a police officer.

Dressed in a blue uniform, with a neat, ear-length bob cut, and a delicate, fresh face, she exuded an air of sharp efficiency as she stood ramrod straight.

In Xia Yao’s eyes, the female officer’s demeanor wasn’t that of someone treating an ordinary high school student, but rather someone welcoming a supervising official. She saluted the boy with extreme respect before opening the door for him.

Xia Yao watched intently as the car sped away from the complex entrance in another direction, a spark lighting up her eyes.

“Uncle An! Hurry!”

She leaned over the front seat backrest, speaking urgently. “Follow them!”

Uncle An glanced at the young lady’s expression through the rearview mirror, shook his head helplessly, but still expertly shifted gears and hit the gas.

“Hold on tight, Miss.”

The high-performance luxury sedan slid out silently, swiftly turning off its glaring headlights, leaving only its parking lights on. Like a black phantom, it trailed far behind the gray sedan.

Uncle An frowned. “This direction…”

…

On the other side, inside the gray sedan.

Lin Guang raised an eyebrow, lifting his gaze from the documents in his hand, and met the extremely reverent look of the female officer driving the car through the rearview mirror.

“You know me?”

“Of course I do.”

The female officer stared at Lin Guang’s stern face, instantly straightening her back with an expression of utmost seriousness:

“Mr. Lin is a hero of the people recognized by our Western District branch—how could I not know you?”

She tried to keep her tone as calm as possible, but still couldn’t hide her excitement. “Over the past two or three years, the sharp drop in violent crime rates in the key neighborhoods of the western suburbs was all thanks to your personal efforts.”

“Those wanted criminals that everyone dreaded, even the ones with blood on their hands—whenever you stepped in, they never got away.”

“But you never took money beyond your principles, lived frugally, and never used your strength to collect protection fees… It’s truly admirable!”

Having said that, a hint of concern crept into her voice.

“…Mr. Lin.”

She looked at the increasingly desolate road ahead, her tone growing serious. “I know you’re incredibly skilled, but this opponent is different.”

“According to our preliminary reconnaissance, they seem to have twenty or thirty people. As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, especially since they’re the kind who pull out knives at the slightest provocation and don’t follow any underworld rules.”

“Please don’t act rashly. Focus on gathering evidence.”

“There are lookouts near that factory, so we can only stop the car a few hundred meters away.”

“And if you get into a conflict with them, we can’t just storm in all at once. It could take several minutes, even ten, to provide backup.”

“Because they might have…”

The next moment.

The female officer sent by Captain Gao suddenly cut off her words.

While steadily holding the steering wheel, she glanced in the rearview mirror at the vehicle behind them, then spoke seriously: “There’s a car following us.”

“It’s fine. They’re not with the enemy.”

Lin Guang glanced back and replied calmly. “Let them follow.”

Just as Xia Yao had never hidden her wealth from him, Lin Guang hadn’t deliberately tried to hide this side of himself from her either.

It wasn’t like being a magical girl—an identity that would be ruined if exposed… That one still needed some covering up.

As for this more superficial layer…

If she wanted to see it, then let her see.

…

Over half an hour later.

The car drove out of the city, the surrounding lights gradually thinning out until it finally stopped on a weed-covered high slope in the suburbs.

Taking advantage of the terrain and the cold moonlight, they could faintly make out an abandoned factory standing in the distance.

The factory’s gate was already rusted through, and most of the window panes in the workshop were shattered. Yet several brand-new sports cars were parked at the entrance.

Deep within the dark building, a dim yellowish light could be seen, occasionally accompanied by muffled shouts.

“Mr. Lin, I can only take you this far.”

The female officer parked the car steadily, unbuckled her seatbelt, and turned to pull out a black circular button from the passenger-side glove compartment.

“The best-case scenario is that you silently gather evidence and leave the factory. But if you’re discovered or a conflict breaks out…”

She handed the item to Lin Guang with both hands, her expression earnest and solemn:

“This is a police emergency call device. We’ll be waiting on the perimeter. As soon as I get the signal here, three squads will immediately sound their sirens and rush in to support you.”

“Commissioner Gao said that even if the main force can’t surround them in time and they escape, Mr. Lin, please don’t be too impulsive. Your safety comes first.”

Lin Guang glanced at the device, nodded, took it from her hands, and casually tucked it into his pocket. Then he pushed open the car door and stepped out.

Under the watchful eyes of Xia Yao and the female officer from their distant vehicles, the boy’s slender figure vanished into the darkness.

Lin Guang strode purposefully toward the rusted gate of the abandoned factory.

The next moment, two burly men in black windbreakers emerged from the shadows.

Their waists bulged conspicuously, clearly concealing items, and communication earpieces hung from their ears.

Seeing Lin Guang, one of them stepped forward, raising a hand to signal him to stop. His sharp eyes swept over Lin Guang from head to toe, eventually settling on the boy’s face—which seemed far too young—causing a flicker of hesitation.

“…Mr. Lin?”

But after receiving Lin Guang’s nod, the man didn’t say anything more. Instead, he immediately stepped aside respectfully, extending a hand in a gesture that could only be described as impeccable:

“The branch leader is waiting for you inside. Please come in.”

No body search. No intimidation. Yet they moved with discipline and precision.

The stark contrast to ordinary gangs, who practically flaunt their viciousness on their faces, was suffocating.

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