In the evening of July 23, five minutes after the bank incident, near a residential building in the Gu Yima District.
Maintaining his transparent form, Black Cocoon stood motionless at the top of a streetlamp.
The full moon hung in the sky, bathing in its bright moonlight, he silently observed the brightly lit residential building.
Only after confirming with restraint sensing that Su Zimai was alone at home did he leap confidently through the open window into the room.
He took a deep breath and closed the window casually.
The restraint belt that covered him slipped off, like black tides splashing "whoosh" onto the ground, making his body feel lighter for a moment.
He supported his shoulder with his hand, tilted his head, and loosened his stiff neck. Honestly, he suspected that hanging upside down for long periods might damage his neck.
"So young and already suffering from a cervical problem?"
