Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 391 Inside Information
On Xixi Keke Street, Lin Yilin looked at the news flashing online, idly added some sugar to her coffee, and took a sip.

"A joint performance, huh? I'm kind of tempted to go see it," Lin Yilin muttered to herself, but she quickly dismissed the thought.

I don't want to go far, and if I go there I will inevitably join in the fun. I won't be able to watch the grand performance, and if Miss Hong Yiyi recognizes me, I will be forced to help her.

The only thing I'm really concerned about is whether Mr. Illusion will choose to focus on performing on stage or have fun offstage.

But Lin Yilin felt that he would definitely try to have it all, to the best of his ability.

Based on the information available so far, this joint performance is not just for singers and musicians, but also a demonstration against various forces operating in the shadows.

If you think you're capable, feel free to give it a try. The stage is already set for you. Whether you can slap the capital in the face right under everyone's noses is entirely up to you.

They weren't afraid that after the official statement from the handling bureau, those who originally wanted to cause trouble would back down.

As long as this grand performance concludes successfully without any casualties on stage, then the first large-scale publicity campaign and control of public opinion after the disaster can be considered a success.

This is also a screening process. Those who lack self-confidence and ability should stay away from taking advantage of the situation and take a break, which can also reduce their workload.

Those who could see the provocative nature of the performance and still dared to come were the big fish that the Bureau of Justice would consider.

As for the possibility of "not being able to hold on"?

The processing authority will not consider these factors.

Even though each local bureau has its own problems, internal factional disputes, and is often fooled by clever criminals and illusions, it is undeniable that nothing in most places can stand up to the massive bureau head-on.

Lin Yilin firmly believes that the only one she can do is an unconventional Mr. Illusion.

Even Luo Ye, like Ya Gui, had to spend a long time planning and even had to rely on the cover of some major trends to hide his own purpose before he could possibly make a big move against Dadu.

But that's all. Yagui did cause great damage, but ultimately it was not enough to directly shake the foundation of the capital.

The Metropolitan Police Department mobilizes its forces at all costs, so it's hard to find anything that can stand against them.

This joint performance was not announced by just one branch of the Nolan Street Management Bureau, but by the entire Metropolitan Management Bureau. This made Lin Yilin slightly puzzled.

Although she did have information within Xixi Keke's intelligence network about some personnel from the Xixi Keke Management Bureau being transferred outwards, the scale was not large and the transfers were scattered. Analystly, it wasn't specifically to support the performance on Nolan Street; the data was similar to the previous months, and the natural increase was simply because Xixi Keke had recovered well and could free up manpower to provide external support.

It should be noted that Xixi Keke is the largest gray neighborhood cluster closest to Nolan. This official announcement by the entire Metropolitan Administration clearly indicates a major undertaking, yet they are not seeking assistance from their nearest neighboring area, which has relatively abundant manpower.

This contradicts Lin Yilin's impression of the handling bureau.

A cover-up?

Impossible. Such blatant publicity makes their purpose obvious. They wouldn't gamble on an official announcement to scare away demons and monsters over something this big.

You really can't underestimate the amazing and ruthless people in the gray neighborhoods of the capital.

That means the Metropolitan Police Department was still confident about this operation even without mobilizing so many people.
This is a bit powerful.

The performance, which was to be held in the capital, gave the audience plenty of time to prepare. They were likely to have to deal with a lot of troublesome enemies, but they were confident that they could suppress them with the main force of Nolan Street and the small support of other streets.

What secret weapon does the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics possess?
The more Lin Yilin thought about it, the more questions arose in her mind.

"Xiaolin, sob sob, I need some comfort!" Just as she was thinking, the office door was suddenly pushed open roughly, and a familiar noisy voice rushed in with exaggerated sobs, heading straight for Lin Yilin.

Lin Yilin grabbed the toast that was lying at her feet, which was in a dormant state and had chosen to temporarily feign compliance with the evil binary witch because Zheng Fan was not around.

Toast: ?
I woke up with a start to find myself flying in mid-air. "Awooo~!" That damned Lin Yilin!
boom!
The golden, soft body of the toast collided with the forehead of Hong Yijia, who rushed in, making a solid thud. The aroma of bread that spread from the collision filled the office.

This increased Lin Yilin's appetite, prompting her to drink another sip of coffee.

"Ah!" Hong Yijia failed to land after an exaggerated quadruple Axel jump in mid-air, falling to the ground in a classic backhand throw, letting out a loud scream before falling silent.

As the toast spun in mid-air, it grew short legs and landed on Hong Yijia's head with a "smack": "Ouch?"

How could someone be killed by being hit by a piece of toast?

Lin Yilin silently sat back down in her seat, and after a brief silence looking at the "horrific" scene...

I moved the mouse again and continued reading the news.

Hong Yijia quickly raised her head, twisting her neck in frustration as she turned to question, "Don't you have any intention of saving me at all?"

And no one paid attention to the toast that was suddenly thrown into the air again by Hong Yijia's head tilt.

Toast: ?
"Because the thought that you're here to complain about your sister not letting you go to Nolan Street for the joint performance makes me not want to talk to you," Lin Yilin said indifferently.

"Hey, how did you know?"

"I could guess why you'd come to me at this hour even if I were a fool."

"As expected of Xiaolin."

"I just know you. Anyway, you should stay put. You won't be of much help if you go, but if something happens, you'll still have to be on duty. You won't be able to watch the performance, and it will only increase the risk. Also, Nolan Street might have something complicated prepared this time. Anyway, if you're not one of them, you should avoid getting involved." Lin Yilin didn't even look at her, and kept looking at the keyboard.

Hong Yijia patted her uniform and stood up: "Actually, when I looked at the promotional posters and thought about how long it would be before we could see Mr. Illusion's performance on Xixi Keke Street, I really wanted to awaken the superpower to skip time."

"Sigh." Lin Yilin simply sighed, saying nothing more.

"Xiaolin, don't you want to see Mr. Illusion's handsome figure on stage?"

“I could see him every day when he was around,” Lin Yilin said nonchalantly.

"This is different! And are you showing off to me?" Hong Yijia went up and forcefully grabbed Lin Yilin's face. Lin Yilin awkwardly slapped away her restless hand.

"Someone was the one who bragged to me about it first."

"Huh? No way, sis, are you going to hold a grudge about something that happened ten years ago?" Hong Yijia was frightened.

Lin Yilin remained noncommittal, instead asking, "Have you heard anything from your sister about the Nolan Street operation?"

"Oh, this? They didn't say anything too specific. The level of internal confidentiality is quite high. Although we're family, my position doesn't meet the requirements. I only got a hint." Hong Yijia shrugged, speaking without any burden.

"I remember, it was something the people in the core area did. Xiaolin, what exactly did you and Mr. Illusion do on Jiangwen Street back then?"

Lin Yilin remained silent and did not answer Hong Yijia's question.

What flashed through my mind was the image of myself and Mr. Illusion standing atop a black tree, overlooking the world.

Black tree branches, the unusually widened Jiangwen Street...

Sure enough, most of them are unlikely to be so easily overlooked and let go of.

(End of this chapter)