"Xia Lun, what are you doing?" Ping Tou looked at him in confusion.
Xia Lun said nothing. He stared coldly at the ticket inspector's thin, youthful face beneath the Wide-Brimmed Hat.
The ticket inspector tipped his head back and smiled amiably. "If you don't board soon, the train will leave without you."
In a flash, Xia Lun snapped his wrist up and jammed the silver-gray barrel against the ticket inspector's forehead!
Click.
The Hammer locked into place. Xia Lun's index finger rested on the cold trigger.
The ticket inspector froze for a moment, then gave a cold laugh.
"You don't actually think you can kill me with that, do you?"
"Cockroaches are usually hard to kill," Xia Lun said with a smile. "And you can never get rid of them all. Isn't that right, Heronman?"
Heronman stared at Xia Lun for half a second. "How did you figure it out?"
At those words, everyone who had been relaxed and unsuspecting went on alert.
Ping Tou's pupils contracted, and his mouth fell open. Mavis silently drew her pistol and aimed it at Heronman.
Zi quietly crawled beneath an iron chair. Boy frowned. He did not know who Heronman was, but he still stepped back and shielded the disabled Lorena behind him.
Heronman took in their reactions with a faint smile, wholly unconcerned. But when he caught Zi Xian silently rising out of the corner of his eye, his eyelid twitched hard.
White Line quietly took out the Spiral Silver Pendant, which could detect lies, and walked over to Xia Lun.
"First, your acting was terrible. You might as well have shouted 'get on that train right now' in our faces the moment you appeared," Xia Lun said gently, as though chatting with an old friend. "Second, the scene change was too