Chapter 143 Arresting Sang Li "Get out, all of you!"

Sang Li sat on the bed, rubbing her temples. Now was not the time for fooling around: "Lu Jin, Tang Lan, Yu Qi, and Zhou Fangyang will be here. If you fight them, the result will be a lose-lose situation. It's better to avoid it. I guess BEAM is using them to keep you in check."

The main culprit is Lu Jin, since Chi Du or Amber can still be ruthless towards them.

But Lu Jin is a man who cherishes old friendships and won't drag innocent people into this.

Lu Jin remained silent, his eyes dimming as if they were about to engulf the entire room.

Sang Li frowned and continued, "Qian Rujun is a ruthless person. Either you surrender, or your team will face unpredictable consequences for failing the mission. We don't know if it will be punishment or you will be sent to an even more dangerous mission. In short, you probably know what kind of person Qian Rujun is."

There has still been no response.

Sang Li felt a little irritated, but more than that, she felt helpless: "I think we should at least protect them."

The room lights suddenly went out.

Darkness surged in like a tide, engulfing everyone in boundless shadows.

Sang Li's heart skipped a beat, and she held her breath for a moment, with only the sound of her own rapid heartbeat in her ears.

Lu Jin's figure blurred into a black mist in the darkness, his silence as heavy as molten lava.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise behind me, and then something pounced on me.

Sang Li instinctively reached out to grab it, her fingers touching a cold, scaly, hard object.

She flinched and whispered, "Um, Amber."

In the darkness, Amber pressed close like a shadow, her breath as cool as the night air, her arms encircling Sang Li's waist as she pressed her down onto the bed.

Sang Li was almost unable to move, her mind was buzzing, and her breathing was intermittent.

A gentle breath fell in the darkness, kissing Sang Li's chest. The cool touch sent a surge of heat through her skin, inappropriate yet enough to make Sang Li lose focus and forget everything around her.

“Amber, you!” Her throat tightened, as if firewood was burning inside.

Darkness, oppression, and the interplay of breath and heartbeat instantly plunged Sang Li into a strange stream of consciousness, like clouds and mist. She even felt as if she were floating on the surface of water, lifted up by black waves, and then suddenly pulled into the abyss by the icy touch of the deep sea.

Before Sang Li could recover, another heavy sigh came from beside the bed.

Lu Jin's figure approached in the darkness, followed by Fei Ling's scent, surging around her like a tide. Chi Du's shadow followed, and the bed was instantly filled with people.

This bed.

There's not enough room!

Every inch of my skin was being squeezed, and breathing felt like being pressed down by a heavy object; I could no longer hear my own breathing.

"Get out!" Sang Li almost screamed.

It's so hot.

However, everyone tacitly remained silent.

In the darkness, only the low breathing, the movement of things on the bed, and the intangible presence of the surroundings could be heard.

She could barely tell who was getting close to her—was it Lu Jin?

Amber?

Or is it Ike Watari?

Even Fei Ling's scent was mixed in, crashing against her senses like a tide.

She waved her hands wildly, trying to push it away, but she couldn't shake off the heavy and sticky feeling that enveloped her.

It's over.

It's over.

"Wait, I've got a plan!"

"unimportant."

***

In the city of La Bel at night, the streets seemed to have been emptied by the wind, with only the dim yellow streetlights casting sparse shadows.

Tang Lan, Zhou Fangyang, and Yu Qi appeared at the end of the street.

The atmosphere was heavy, and the sound of footsteps was amplified on the stone pavement.

Yu Qi remained silent throughout the journey.

Her face was hidden in the shadow of her hood, her brows and eyes were cold and hard, and she looked somewhat angry.

Tang Lan couldn't help but break the silence: "Now that the signal has been confirmed, can we lock onto the boss's target?"

Despite saying that, one could still sense that Tang Lan was somewhat uneasy.

Yu Qi didn't stop walking, her voice cold: "We have no idea what happened."

Tang Lan frowned. He knew that the recent events were too unbelievable: "What else could have happened? I also want to know how the boss led Sang Li to betray us? The higher-ups ordered us to arrest Sang Li. What can little Sang Li do?"

"Treason?" Yu Qi finally raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over like a knife. "Who did she betray? Nonsense."

But we still need to carry out the task first.

They know nothing.

Let them come and arrest Lu Jin and Sang Li.

It all seems like a trap.

The above statement says that Lu Jin stole the secret, just that one sentence.

Zhou Fangyang slowly exhaled, his voice deep: "I just don't believe the boss would betray us. Qian Rujun's words were too deliberate."

Tang Lan snorted: "But the whole team is acting according to that order right now. Of the five squads that went out, eight out of ten were injured at the boss's hands. How could that be fake? The boss didn't even tell us. Does he not consider us friends anymore?"

"Whether it's fake or not, don't you know in your heart?" Yu Qi adjusted the dosage of the anesthetic needle in her hand. "If it really was the boss who made the move, would he let just one of them leave? Qian Rujun never intended to give us a choice from the beginning. Don't you trust the boss?"

"Bullshit! Of course I believe that!"

All three knew in their hearts that the so-called "betrayal" report was full of suspicious points.

Yu Qi felt a tightness in her chest. She could imagine what it would be like if she really met Lu Jin and Sang Li.

Their mission required them to "take away" Sang Li.

But she knew that Lu Jin would never let her have it.

Thinking of this, Yu Qi felt uneasy. If they went head-to-head, they might end up fighting.

Zhou Fangyang stared at the terminal in his hand, his fingertips flying across the screen.

A series of surveillance images flashed across the screen, eventually settling on a hotel corridor.

“Found it.” His voice was tense. “This is the last place Sang Li was seen. The surveillance footage shows that she went in and out of here, but the boss wasn’t with her.”

Yu Qi gripped the communicator tightly in her hand: "Go see her. At least get the answers you need to know."

She simply couldn't believe that Sang Li would really betray her.

She had never seen Sang Li harm anyone, so how could she be associated with those crimes of "harming humans"?

Tang Lan looked around. The stone bricks under her feet gleamed damply in the night. The air around her seemed to be tightened by some invisible hand, making it hard to breathe.

“Don’t you guys think,” he said in a low voice, with a hint of caution, “that this place is too strange.”

Yu Qi frowned: "Strange?"

Zhou Fangyang looked up, adjusted his glasses, and said matter-of-factly, "The abnormal fluctuations have been there ever since we entered this area. The frequency and energy curves match Sang Li's characteristics. She must be doing something..."

He paused, his gaze complex.

"In other words, the gloomy feeling here is probably due to her influence."

In the city of La Belle at night, neon lights flicker on the exterior walls of the casino hotel, so luxurious they are almost blinding.

The hall was bustling with noise, and the clinking of chips echoed throughout.

Tang Lan sighed, "Sigh, that's really her style. There was this hotel in the game she played before."

Zhou Fangyang interrupted Tang Lan, who was reminiscing: "Room 1709."

Yu Qi didn't reply and led the group away.

His gaze remained cold and stern, fixed on the numbers flashing on the elevator display screen.

17th floor.

Her intuition grew increasingly uneasy.

The elevator doors opened with a "ding," and the three of them almost simultaneously held their breath, their movements practiced and familiar.

Tang Lan was in front, Yu Qi was in the middle, and Zhou Fangyang was at the rear.

The door lock was broken with a click.

The room was completely silent.

Tang Lan was the first to step in, followed closely by Yu Qi.

The three quickly spread out, forming a triangular team, and supported each other.

The living room was empty, with a lingering fragrance still on the sofa, suggesting that someone had just left.

A glass of water sits on the table, its surface still gently rippling.

Tang Lan narrowed her eyes and whispered, "Be careful."

The three of them cleaned the room one by one.

The bathroom was empty, and the balcony was deserted.

Yu Qi frowned.

Under the dim light of the wall lamp, one side of the bed was disheveled, the white sheet crumpled into a ball. Lying there was a slender figure.

Her eyes were closed, her breathing was shallow, and the strands of hair on her forehead clung to her pale cheeks.

Yu Qi's heart tightened suddenly, and almost without hesitation, she rushed forward, squatted down, and checked her breathing.

"Still alive." Her voice was extremely low.

Zhou Fangyang quickly activated the scanning device, and the curve on the screen flickered: "The residual energy is very strong, right here in this room. There was an abnormal fluctuation before she lost consciousness."

What could have caused Sang Li to fall into a coma? Where did the boss go again?

Yu Qi looked around, her brow furrowed.

"strangeness."

How could Lu Jin not be here?

If, as the authorities say, he "defected" with Sang Li, then he would never have left Sang Li.

Tang Lan searched, her eyes peering through the floor-to-ceiling window at the street across the street.

An ancient church stands quietly, seemingly out of place amidst the bustling casino in the dim night.

The church's exterior walls were mottled, and the rust on the bell tower gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

My eyes were immediately drawn to the stained glass windows of the church.

The light behind the glass refracted an eerie hue, as if a figure stood there, coldly watching them.

Tang Lan's heart tightened: "Someone's there."

Yu Qi looked in the direction of the sound, but only saw colorful light flowing around, nothing else.

She frowned, suppressing her doubts, and turned to Zhou Fangyang: "Can you pinpoint the boss's coordinates?"

Zhou Fangyang's fingers flew across the keyboard, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

The instrument screen flickered, and the signal was distorted as if it were being interfered with.

"His position is jumping."

"Jump?" Yu Qi was stunned for a moment.

“Yes.” Zhou Fangyang stared at the screen, his voice tense. “Starting from here, it keeps switching coordinates, as if it’s using some kind of high-level anomaly to move.”

A piercing electrical hum suddenly erupted.

The instrument screen flickered suddenly, followed by a burst of sparks and a short cracking sound.

Bang!

The instrument shattered completely, scattering fragments across the ground and emitting a burnt smell. [M Headquarters]

He was waiting there.