Lord of the Mysteries

After finding the project team and gaining an understanding of the situation, I spend quite a bit of time organizing the information. I also leave the company at three in the afternoon, preparing myself to head towards the city’s police station to visit the staff in charge.

After leaving my company’s building, I take out my phone, open my ride-sharing app, and submit my destination.

Since it’s not the evening rush hour, I get a driver in just a few seconds.

He’s in the vicinity, one minute… I glance at the notification and am very pleased that I don’t need to wait too long.

One minute passes quickly, but as I look left and right, I don’t see the license plate that I remember.

Suspecting that I’ve misremembered, I hurriedly unlock my phone to confirm the situation.

At this moment, I heard the chiming of a bicycle bell.

Uh… I subconsciously look up and see a green-orange bicycle.

Sitting on the bicycle is a young man wearing a dark baseball cap and a thin black coat.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

The bicycle stops in front of me as the man extends his right foot to support the bicycle against the ground.

His forehead is wide and his face is thin. His short black hair is slightly curled, and his eyes are darker than an ordinary person’s—close to pure black.

His biggest characteristic was that, like a cosplayer, he wore a crystal monocle on his right eye.

Holding the bicycle’s handle with one hand, the man adjusts his monocle with the other. He smiles at me and says, “You were the one who requested a ride?”

…

I did, but I requested a car, not a bicycle…

I open my mouth, unsure if I should answer.

At that moment, I even underwent existential questions: Who I am. Where am I? Where am I going?

“You’re going to the police station, right?” The young man with the monocle didn’t care that I didn’t respond as he asked with a smile.

…No way? Is there really an option for getting a bicycle? And I selected it somehow? I slowly nod.

At this moment, there are only two clear thoughts in my mind:

Should I take a photo or video to post on my Moments?

I call the customer

wearing the monocle points to the side of the building and says, “Wait another minute, my car

speaks, he takes out his phone and waves

don’t

edge of his

drive through, and the distance to walk here was a little far, so I

sorry, please wait

already said so and I’m not in a rush. I politely reply, “It’s

man immediately puts away his phone and rode his

a white car drives over and stops in front

it now.” The car window rolls down, revealing the face with

as I’m about to open the car

car displayed on the app

just about to walk to the back to look at the car plate when the driver waves his phone at

“I have two cars.

car today, but I bound my account

my phone

he calls

how I’ve encountered similar situations before, I’m

a bustling city. What is there to be afraid

verifications undertaken

car, the driver with a monocle looks ahead as he picks up

“Want a cigarette?”

smoking banned?”

long as I don’t mind it.” The thin driver smiles

smoke.” I instinctively shake my

with one hand, not really paying attention

smoke either. Smoking causes one

why do you have cigarettes…” I follow up

the driver uses his empty hand

need to

“That’s true.” I nod.

definitely not ghastly. However, there’s no need to say it out loud. I’m not someone who

look like a rideshare driver.” I glance at the obviously expensive cigarettes, and glance around the luxurious interior of

the driver replies with a

like you make a living from ridesharing. You look like you come from a rich family.” I give

way, I

silver spoon doesn’t bar me from making a living from ridesharing. It allows me to experience a completely different life from my past, and being able

the case, but I think you occasionally only take a few ride orders and

your building to investigate.” The driver looks at the rearview mirror again, and his smile makes me feel a