63: We seem to have met somewhere before.

Qiu Churou forced herself to sit up.

She got dressed and opened the door.

Outside the door stood Gao Jianbo, also wearing a Guard Department uniform.

"Captain."

"Officer Tao asked for you. He said there's something..."

Before Gao Jianbo could finish, Qiu Churou interrupted him.

"Tell him I'm not feeling well today. If there's work, find someone else to do it."

Although Qiu Churou's voice was soft and beautiful, her tone was exceptionally cold.

It exuded a strong sense of contrast.

Gao Jianbo scratched his head.

"Captain, you've only just become an Attendant for the Train Crew."

"Is it really okay to ignore an officer's orders like this?"

Okay?

Heh—

A layer of frost covered Qiu Churou's beautiful face.

True.

She remembered nothing.

But she knew clearly that a vital piece of the puzzle was missing from her heart.

It made her no longer whole.

It also made her lose interest in everything.

"It doesn't matter."

"If he wants to dock my pay, let him."

Having said that,

Qiu Churou was about to close the door.

Gao Jianbo shrugged and gave a kind reminder.

"Although I have no right to interfere with what you do, Captain..."

"...I still need to tell you the details of the assignment."

Gao Jianbo coughed lightly.

"There's a special Survivor on Train Z2425."

"He suspects this Survivor has been receiving help from the Attendants in private."

"So, he wants you to investigate him."

The frost on Qiu Churou's face didn't change at all.

The door also began to close slowly.

Just as the door was about to shut,

Gao Jianbo said,

"This Survivor's name is Wang Feng."

Creak—

Qiu Churou's movement stopped.

For a moment, she was dazed.

The name 'Wang Feng' was like a switch.

Causing ripples to stir in her heart.

Wang Feng... such a familiar name.

So warm... as if she had heard it somewhere before.

And so,

She made her decision... One hour later.

Qiu Churou appeared in Tao Ruiyu's office with Gao Jianbo's squad.

"Greetings, Officer."

Qiu Churou's voice was cold and clear.

A stark contrast to her pure and sweet appearance.

Tao Ruiyu didn't even look up; his eyes remained fixed on the file in front of him.

Attendants did not have things like romance or emotions.

They were like robots or androids running on some predetermined program.

Because of this, an Attendant helping a Survivor in private was equivalent to a bug in the program.

It had to be purged.

"Captain Qiu, you're new."

"Because of that, your identity and relationships are the cleanest on the entire train."

"That's why I'm giving this assignment to you."

A Guard handed Wang Feng's file to Qiu Churou.

Looking at the photo in the file, Qiu Churou felt her head buzz.

Intense emotions churned in her chest.

Warmth, comfort, and reliability.

Qiu Churou was certain she must have seen him somewhere!

"Qiu Churou?"

Tao Ruiyu glanced at her, frowning slightly.

Qiu Churou immediately put away the file.

"How should I investigate?"

Tao Ruiyu looked away.

"From now on, you'll be in charge of all Shops related to him."

"I'll give you the instance information later, and you will appoint the referee."

Behind her,

Gao Jianbo spoke up.

"Officer, is it really necessary to make such a big deal over one Survivor?"

"Of course."

Tao Ruiyu's tone left no room for doubt.

"I don't know how he did it."

"But his various performances in instances are clearly not in line with expectations."

"Regardless of whether he actually received help from an Attendant, I want him dead."

"So in the next instance, he must lose."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Qiu Churou's heart sank.

Tao Ruiyu's words made her extremely displeased.

"You don't know Wang Feng anyway."

"To you, he's just an ordinary ant, a pig."

"You shouldn't have any psychological burden in finishing him off."

Tao Ruiyu stood up.

His polished leather shoes clicked as he walked.

"Go."

"Do as I said."

..."Captain."

"Are you really going to kill Wang Feng?"

After leaving the office,

Gao Jianbo immediately came up to ask.

At this moment, Qiu Churou's expression was extremely grim.

It was a state of suppressed, intense rage.

Like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Qiu Churou glanced at Gao Jianbo.

That look seemed as if she wanted to kill someone.

A chill ran down Gao Jianbo's spine, and he immediately shut his mouth.

"Let's go. We'll see Wang Feng first."

"We'll talk about the rest later."

...Public Area.

Wang Feng sat alone in a spacious Screening Room.

An old Charlie Chaplin movie, "Modern Times," was playing on the big screen.

In the scene,

Chaplin was rapidly tightening screws on an assembly line.

In his mind, Wang Feng was plotting a way to kill Tao Ruiyu.

He had previously told his plan to Dai Yingying.

This plan was theoretically feasible.

But putting it into practice would be anything but easy.

It required seamless coordination between those inside and outside the field.

Just then, the door to the Screening Room opened.

The lights came on.

A series of crisp footsteps approached from afar.

A slender, graceful figure walked in from the entrance.

She wore a Guard uniform and a wide-brimmed hat.

Beneath her pencil skirt were thick black tights and a pair of over-the-knee leather boots.

A cloak hung from her shoulders.

She walked with a brisk, valiant air.

A slender Rapier was tucked at her waist.

She was Qiu Churou.

Exactly the same as she was in the dp space.

The same coldness resided in her eyes.

The footsteps approached and slowly stopped in front of Wang Feng.

Wang Feng stood up and gave a polite smile.

The moment their eyes met,

Qiu Churou felt as if her incomplete heart had been suddenly and forcefully filled.

An unprecedented sense of happiness rippled through her entire body.

"Wang... Wang Feng..."

The frost in her eyes melted slightly.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her voice wavered as she spoke.

"Hello."

"I am Wang Feng."

Buzz—!!!

Qiu Churou felt a sharp pain in her brain!

A blurred memory surged in her mind.

At this moment, she felt as if she were in a narrow, confined room.

A young man pushed open the door and tightly held her hand.

Love at first sight... no, it was love grown over time.

For no apparent reason, Qiu Churou spoke.

"We... seem to have met somewhere before."

Wang Feng smiled.

"Perhaps."

"But on the train, this is our first time meeting."

"What is your name?"

"I... I..." Qiu Churou spoke tremulously, "My name is Qiu Churou."

...Outside the Screening Room.

Gao Jianbo and the other Guards paced back and forth.

He really wanted to go in and see what was happening.

But a strong sixth sense told him...

...not to go in.

He might see something he shouldn't.

It could be fatal.

So, he could only wait outside with his team.

Occasionally, a few young couples passed by wanting to enter, but Gao Jianbo drove them away with a single look.

"Deputy Captain Gao."

"Our captain has been in there for over an hour."

"If it's just for a briefing, it shouldn't take this long, right?"

Gao Jianbo shrugged.

He shook his head.

"I don't know."

Just then, a loud commotion came from inside the Screening Room!

Clang!

Gao Jianbo was stunned for a moment, then immediately prepared to lead the team inside.

He's got some nerve!

Daring to get rough with the Captain?!

But just as his hand gripped the doorknob, Qiu Churou's voice came from inside.

"Ahem—!"

"That... Gao Jianbo, I'm fine."

Qiu Churou's voice was intermittent.

It seemed to carry a certain stuffiness.

"Captain!"

"Did that kid get rough with you?!"

"No, he didn't!" Qiu Churou's voice rose slightly.

"I'm fine."

"Also, there's nothing more for you to do here."

"Wait at the entrance outside the Screening Room, and don't let anyone in!"

Gao Jianbo and his team members looked at each other.

Huh?

This... did something happen?

"Captain?"

"Hmm? Was I not clear enough?"

Qiu Churou's tone grew sharp.

Gao Jianbo shuddered.

"Okay, okay, Captain."

"We'll keep watch at the door right now!"

"Don't worry, not even a fly will get in!"

Then, Gao Jianbo jerked his chin.

Everyone retreated to the outer entrance of the Screening Room.

After the surroundings fell completely silent, increasingly intense sounds came from behind the closed wooden door of the Screening Room.

Clang— Clang— Clang—

With a certain unique rhythm.

From the crack in the door, a faint, lingering, sultry sound drifted out.