Chapter 24 Two men and one woman—do they all want to peek at me while I'm showering? ...

As night falls, the neon lights on the streets are colorful, and the evening breeze is slightly chilly, but very pleasant.

Lu Jin drove, while Sang Li sat in the passenger seat, feeling drowsy.

The melodious violin music in the restaurant still seemed to echo in my ears, and the aroma of red wine made me feel slightly tipsy.

Lu Jin didn't drink because she had to drive. She had a small glass of wine with her foie gras and steak, which warmed her up. Although she wasn't drunk, her face was flushed because she hadn't drunk alcohol for several years, but she felt comfortable.

Back home, Sang Li went straight to the sofa, lay down on it, and sprawled out, becoming one with the sofa: "I'm exhausted."

Lu Jin hung up his coat, then bent down to pick up the bag that Sang Li had casually tossed on the ground: "Clothes, take them off, they're dirty."

“Hmm,” Sang Li ripped off a button, threw off her outer skirt, revealing a suspender-style underskirt underneath.

The house is warm and cozy, not cold at all.

He took the skirt: "Thigh-high stockings."

Sang Li rubbed her feet together and took off her socks: "I'll go wash them later."

I wonder if it's because I've been drinking that I've become bolder.

How dare they be so presumptuous in front of Lu Jin!

He didn't seem to mind, picked up the skirt and socks, and headed towards the laundry room: "You're this tired after just one meal? You've been spoiled rotten in the shelter?"

Sang Li stretched and grabbed a cushion to cover her face: "Hey, what can I do? Our Captain Lu is just naturally good at stamina. I can't compare to him."

Lu Jin chuckled softly, didn't reply, and took his changed clothes into the bathroom.

The bedroom door wasn't closed, and the sound of water soon came through. Sang Li looked up at the light from the gift and casually grabbed a small blanket to cover herself.

After a short while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Lu Jin walked out while casually drying his hair with a towel.

Sang Li looked over at the sound and saw him wearing dark pajama pants in the dim light of the living room, where only the table lamp was on. The water droplets on his upper body had not been completely dried and reflected a faint sheen under the light.

His broad shoulders and smooth, clearly defined muscle lines made him look like a marble sculpture. Sang Li's hand, which was casually swiping on his phone screen, stopped abruptly.

He swallowed.

this……

A little...

Large-scale...

However, Sang Li will not avoid the topic.

Sang Li felt that if there were a term like "abnormal body gaze," her current gaze would be exactly like this.

"Still watching?" Lu Jin sat down next to her.

Sang Li's ears burned instantly, but instead of panicking and turning her gaze back to the phone screen, she openly looked at his chest and retorted, "Just because you're not wearing clothes doesn't mean others can't look?"

Lu Jin smiled: "Satisfied?"

Sang Li commented seriously, "Not bad."

The scent of his minty shower gel mixed with the fresh steam made Sang Li sniff it a couple more times.

Lu Jin chuckled softly, a hint of languor and danger in his voice: "Then I won't wear it."

Sang Li: "You should put it on. If you catch a cold, you'll get uterine coldness and won't be able to have children. The most important thing for a man is his fertility."

Lu Jin: ...

Lu Jin dried his hair and handed the tablet to Sang Li, his expression serious: "By the way, you need to take a look at this information. You have the right to know."

Sang Li took the tablet, tapped the screen, and the document title, clear and stark, immediately caught her eye: "BEAM-915 Research Archive Update Report".

【Code: BEAM-915】

Codename: Moonlight Siren

Sang Li's fingers trembled.

Lu Jin: "After we leave, the bureau will send people to search again, and I think it's necessary for you to know that as well."

Sang Li remained silent.

[Research Overview: BEAM-915, codenamed "Moonlight Siren," who calls herself "Amber," is speculated to be a non-human entity transformed from an unknown organism. Preliminary confirmation indicates that this creature uses high-frequency sound waves as its primary weapon, possessing strong deceptive and aggressive capabilities, and is able to interfere with human neural activity.]

[Appendix 3, Updated Discovery: On January 7, 2025, in a sea cave at ██°██′N, ██°██′E, the investigation team discovered a well-preserved skeletal skeleton. Laboratory comparison confirmed that the remains were in the primitive human form of "BEAM-915" before its death.]

The remains showed multiple fractures and old injuries, including several incompletely healed fractures of the ribs and clavicle, presumably caused by prolonged abuse. (See image)

[Fatal Wound: A clear fracture of the posterior skull, consistent with blunt force trauma. Traces of blood remain around the fracture, indicating the fatal wound was sustained antenatally and was the direct cause of death.]

Even though it's just bones, the scars in the picture are still shocking.

Lu Jin said, "Based on the condition of the remains and the analysis of the archives, 91... Amber was suspected of being abused for a long time before her death, and the cause of death is most likely related to violent injury. It is speculated that after the death of the human form, it was transformed into an abnormal entity through an unknown means."

Let's not talk about BEAM-915 anymore, otherwise Sang Li will have another breakdown.

Looking at the report, Sang Li realized that Amber was indeed a doctor who had been kidnapped by an illegal organization and taken to the high seas to have her organs harvested.

Was he subjected to inhuman abuse and ultimately committed suicide because he refused?

Sang Li felt heartbroken.

Lu Jin didn't mention that along with Anbo's body, a small GoPro camera was also found, recording all the illegal activities on the ship. BEAM has recovered the footage and submitted it to Interpol for further investigation.

Why Amber became an anomalous entity remains a mystery.

Perhaps it was because the mermaid's fate landed in that sea area that their souls collided, resulting in their resurrection and the creation of anomalies with disordered memories. Or perhaps their souls materialized, forming anomalies. The formation processes of anomalies are incredibly diverse; some, like Sang Li, have absolutely no memories.

Sang Li handed the tablet to Lu Jin: "Poor thing."

She tried her best not to think about Amber.

I feel guilty if I think too much about it.

People from the Ecological Anomaly Management Bureau always say that humans and anomalies are like opposing sides in a battle.

In battle, people are bound to die.

But unless it's your own head that's going to die, you don't feel the pain.

Lu Jin put down the tablet: "Go take a shower, I'm tired today."

Sang Li entered her small house, where the bathroom was specially equipped with a bathtub.

Hot water, accompanied by white steam, slowly rises, swirling between the milky white tiles and mirrors.

She took out a bath bomb with rainbow-colored sequins.

Bath balls aren't expensive, only forty or fifty yuan each, and you only use one or two a month, but they're enough to enhance your sense of well-being.

As the bath sponge was placed in the water, rainbow-colored bubbles instantly spread out, layer upon layer of foam covering the bathtub.

While waiting for the water to come out, Sang Li changed into a bathrobe.

Lu Jin came out of the kitchen: "Don't make the water too hot. I poured you a glass of lemon water. Take it in."

The lemon water was at room temperature.

Drinking ice water in this situation is bad for your health and can easily cause choking.

"Okay, sure." Sang Li's voice was languid.

Lu Jin instructed, "Don't take too long."

He watched Sang Li walk into the bathroom and thought to himself that installing a bathtub was definitely the right thing to do. Sang Li had always wanted a bathtub, but even though she had money when she was in the shelter, the staff wouldn't have installed one for her.

He renovated Sang Li's bedroom and bathroom in a style that she would like, but to his surprise, Sang Li didn't sleep in them all night. Instead, she shared a bed with him.

But this is fine too.

Inside the bathroom, Sang Li took off her bathrobe. The moment the hot water enveloped her body, shimmering, colorful foam clung to her fair skin, making popping and slapping sounds.

Ah, that feels good.

Sang Li reached out and picked up the tablet, then casually opened a recently popular drama.

It's quite pleasant.

If life continues to be this pleasant, that would be great.

Sang Li chose a zombie movie.

Watching horror movies in a safe house is the most enjoyable thing.

Moisture is rising.

The lemon flavor is refreshing.

Sang Li was engrossed in watching a movie when suddenly, there was a "plop" sound from the bathtub.

Huh?

Is it leaking?

Sang Li pressed pause and looked at the bathtub.

She couldn't see the water surface beneath the foam, but she vaguely sensed something moving in the water, as if the water had been stirred by some invisible force.

The colorful bubbles swayed slightly, as if fish were swimming by.

What happened?

Sang Li used water to touch it.

Does Lu Jin's family use substandard or defective products?

Sudden.

Sang Li's hand touched something cold and slippery, the texture of which was completely different from her skin, like fish scales.

What is it?

Insects?

Ahhhhh, help!

Sang Li was so frightened that she stepped back to avoid being touched by the thing.

However.

At this moment, the edge of the bathtub seemed to disappear, and the whole person felt as if they had fallen from a small bathtub into a boundless sea.

The water temperature didn't drop; it remained warm and cozy, and the rainbow-colored bubbles were still piled up under her collarbone, showing no sign of decreasing.

But her body lost its support, as if floating in a deep darkness.

What about the edge of the bathtub?

It's not that big!

What's going on?

Is it abnormal?

She could still see the edge of the bathtub, but she didn't seem to feel it.

Never mind! Just as she reached out to grab the bathtub and get out, a pair of cold, pale hands suddenly emerged from the water and grabbed her wrists.

Its strength was astonishing, as if it were about to drag her into the deep sea.

"ah!"

Sang Li screamed in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Sang Li's shout, Lu Jin put down his phone, walked from the living room to the bedroom, and stood in front of the bathroom door.

Before Sang Li could say anything more, a webbed hand between the fingers covered her mouth, preventing her from making a sound.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a friction sensation underwater, with fish-scale-like textures brushing against her calves, even pushing open her knees, and slowly sliding down her inner thighs.

The touch was wet and slippery, like a giant fish tail encircling her lower body.

There's something in the bathtub!

What is that?!

She held her breath and stared wide-eyed.

The next second, a strand of silver hair floated up from the water, followed by a face of breathtaking beauty, as if a god had descended.

Holy crap.

Sang Li swore.

Her long, wet silver hair clung to her cheeks, water droplets sliding down her chin, and her eyes were fixed on Sang Li.

“Ann…Amber?” she murmured, her voice trembling.

Amber released her hand, her eyes flickering.

She froze on the spot, taken aback by Amber's sudden appearance.

What happened?

Is she dreaming?

Won't Amber be blown to bits by Lu Jin's cannon?

How did she end up in her own bathtub?

Amber did not respond, but simply held Sang Li's hand tightly, lowered her head, and pressed the tip of her nose against Sang Li's palm.

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Sang Li?"

It was Lu Jin's voice, and a hint of anxiety could be faintly heard.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Are you feeling unwell?

"Are there still bugs?"

"Should I come in?"

"I won't be in any danger."

Sang Li was startled, then snapped back to reality, instinctively trying to stop Lu Jin from entering: "N-nothing! I..."

Amber simply watched her quietly, not stopping her from speaking, and even seemed somewhat eager to try, as if she was looking forward to meeting Lu Jin.

His lips curled into a smile, more alluring than the siren in the movie.

His face was almost too perfect; his long hair, which floated on the water, looked like seaweed that had just emerged from the deep sea, and the floating foam on his extremely pale skin was like shimmering seashells under the moonlight.

“I slipped,” she said, trying to keep her voice calm.

Lu Jin stopped at the door: "Are you sure you're alright? Your voice sounds off."

This was unlike Sang Li's usual tone; it felt like she was hiding something.

Lu Jin stood silently outside the door for a few seconds, then took a deep breath.

strangeness.

Why was he a little anxious?

Sang Li looked at the toilet door, and the eerie silence made her feel uneasy.

Three seconds later.

"I'm coming in." Lu Jin's voice sounded firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Sang Li shouted, "I'm not wearing any clothes, don't come in, or I'll gouge your eyes out!"

She grabbed the bathrobe from the chair and quickly put it on.

Her bathrobe was soaked and clung to her body.

Fortunately, there was foam.

Fortunately... I'm just an anomalous entity, an anomalous entity, an anomalous entity...

They're no different from animals...

Are you crazy? They all want to watch me take a shower!

Is it really that good-looking?

Is there a difference between bathing abnormal individuals and bathing animals?

No!

Outside the door, Lu Jin paused for a moment and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll be right at the door. Call me if anything happens."

"Um."

In the bathroom.

Amber laughed mockingly.

"Are you afraid he'll find out?" Amber asked.

The fish scales rubbed against the inside of her thighs, so cold they sent chills down her spine, like the chill of the sea seeping into the depths of her bones.

"Don't cause trouble." Sang Li frowned.

Sang Li looked at Amber, whose natural predatory aura made Amber feel like a shark waiting to pounce: "Why are you here?"

“I’m afraid you’ll miss me,” Amber said.

Sang Li looked at the small bathtub: "How did you get in?"

A mermaid in the sewer?

Pooh!

Amber: "With water, I can find you."

A deep voice, like an invisible wisp of smoke, gently enveloped Sang Li's consciousness.

She finally understood why those sailors, upon hearing the siren's song, had jumped into the sea without hesitation to follow her.

Outside the door, Lu Jin leaned against the wall and did not leave.

His keen intuition told him that Sang Li's tense tone just now was definitely not normal.

Given her personality, she would at least say something sarcastic like, "Never seen an abnormal being taking a bath before? Why did you have to come in?"

There can only be one explanation for what could make Sang Li so flustered and lie.

Abnormal entity!

Moreover, it was an anomaly she knew!

However, she only knew Anbo.

Lu Jin cursed inwardly.

Can we get in or not?

Sang Li's safety is of utmost importance.

He hesitated for a moment, but instinct compelled him to reach out and grasp the doorknob.

"I'm coming in. Get dressed."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Jin suddenly pushed the door open.

"Hello!"

In the steamy bathroom, everything seemed to stand still.

Sang Li sat in the bathtub wearing a white bathrobe, with colorful bubbles piled up around her.

Opposite her, the figure that should never have been there leaned quietly against the side of the bathtub.

Amber!

The air froze instantly.

Sang Li held her breath.

"..."

They're in...

My mind went completely blank.

Amber's cold and alluring face appeared mysterious and dangerous in the steam. Her silver-gray pupils swept over Lu Jin, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

At that bend, Sang Li felt like she was doomed.

What's wrong?

Her eyes widened as she watched Lu Jin and Amber's gazes meet in mid-air.

I have never seen Lu Jin show such a dangerous expression.

Lu Jin stared intently at Amber, his hand already instinctively reaching for his waist; he had taken out his micro-gun before coming in.

They are authorized to carry microguns at any time and can fire them at critical moments.

He can be killed now.

Amber, however, didn't seem to care at all; she even laughed.

His smile was devoid of warmth, tinged with a defiant contempt. He brushed his hair aside, revealing two newly healed wounds on his bare arm. He raised his hand towards Sang Li, his tone wry and aggrieved: "Ah Li, he almost killed me last time. Look how much pain I'm in..."

Sang Li: ...

Don't talk to me, what's going on?

Should I just pass out now?

Sang Li was so embarrassed in the bathtub that she almost wanted to disappear. Her fingers gripped the edge of the tub tightly. Where could she possibly run off to at this point?

Help! Help! Kill me!

Lu Jin slowly raised his gun, the cold muzzle pointing directly at Amber.

Amber raised an eyebrow: "Are you going to kill me a second time in front of her?"

His tone was flat and indifferent, as if he weren't facing the muzzle of a gun.

He was not afraid at all.

Lu Jin smiled, his dark eyes like the surface of a stormy sea: "I'd be more than happy to."

Amber: "But I wouldn't be that cruel. You're too bloody, no one likes you."

Lu Jin's finger was already on the trigger, his killing intent surging, when Amber suddenly jerked up and grabbed Sang Li's hand.

Then, He lowered his head and placed a casual kiss on the back of Sangli's hand.

That kiss was as light as a feather.

Sang Li shuddered, even forgetting to escape.

Lu Jin's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Aim instantly.

I'm confident that I won't hurt Sang Li!

A second before pulling the trigger, her long silver hair rippled like water.

Amber released Sanli, and his body quickly sank below the surface of the water and disappeared.

The bullet missed.

The surface of the bathtub returned to calm, and the tactile sensation of the tub's edge became real again. Warm water lapped against Sang Li's arm, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Jin stood at the bathroom door, his face ashen.

Sang Li was stunned, staring blankly at the back of her hand.

What just happened?

"She's not dead..." she murmured to herself.

Lu Jin took a deep breath, suppressing his agitation, and left with the words, "Come out when you're done washing up."

Sang Li's lips twitched, as if she had done something wrong, and she responded with a sound of agreement.

Five minutes later, I quickly finished taking a shower.

Her wet hair hung over her shoulders as she stepped out of the bathroom in slippers.

Lu Jin sat on the sofa in the living room, his figure hidden in the dim light. The light from the tablet screen reflected on his profile, casting deep shadows.

Sang Li sat down beside him, looking at him shyly, "I...I didn't know it would turn out like this..."

"It's okay, I know it's not your fault," Lu Jin said, but he was clearly in a bad mood.

Sang Li lowered her eyes: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, about that situation..."

Lu Jin looked up at her, his eyes softening slightly: "I'm not blaming you, really."

Sang Li pondered his intentions.

Are you kidding me?

It's obvious she's angry. If you put yourself in her shoes, you'd be angry too.

Sang Li tilted her head: "Then smile, I'm afraid you'll get angry."

She also dislikes seeing others angry. When she was a child, her parents would argue, and she would always suffer the consequences. From then on, she became extremely sensitive to human emotions. Whenever someone got angry or was about to get angry, she would get goosebumps, followed by fear, worry, and finally disgust.

Lu Jin smiled slightly: "I'm not blaming you, I'm just worried you'll get hurt."

“I’m not,” Sang Li said. “I’m fine.”

"That's good. Come sit over here and take a look together. I'll dry my hair in a bit." Lu Jin handed her the BEAM-915 file again; the word "death" had been changed to "unknown."

"The report says that the abilities of the 915 Moonlight Sirens include sonic attacks, strong pressure resistance, and rapid movement across the sea, but there is no record of teleportation." Lu Jin tapped the paragraph on the screen, his fingertips pressing hard. "If it really had such abilities, it would have been discovered in those previous massacres. But obviously, I failed to kill it head-on last time, and it escaped."

Sang Li pursed her lips, recalling the scene just now, her voice somewhat uncertain: "He suddenly emerged from the water. He said that wherever there is water, He can appear."

Lu Jin's nerves twitched.

Sang Li knew what he was thinking.

How will I take a shower from now on?

It can even crawl out of the showerhead?

What about the toilet?

Ugh, that's disgusting.

Lu Jin frowned: "Perhaps it's not teleportation, but some kind of movement that you can't perceive. Or perhaps, His ability has just evolved."

"Evolution?" Sang Li sat down opposite Lu Jin and couldn't help but ask, "You mean, anomalies can become stronger?"

“The formation of anomalies is inherently unstable.” Lu Jin placed the tablet on the table and looked up at Sang Li. “Each anomaly has the potential to evolve new abilities under specific conditions; this is not impossible. But if Amber really evolved, this process should leave traces, at least there were no signs before He ‘died’.”

Sang Li frowned: "Then, will I evolve?"

Lu Jin: "I don't know."

Sang Li: "I want to evolve."

Lu Jin: "Evolve into what kind?"

Sang Li gestured: "Perfect looks, immortal, and able to fly on a sword."

Lu Jin: "Watch less TV dramas, that's cultivation."

Sang Li chuckled and said, "Then, fellow Daoist, I am from the Hehuan Sect. Greetings."

Lu Jin almost spat out his water.

There were no mistakes.

It was past 10 p.m., and Sang Li was already exhausted.

Before Lu Jin even returned to his room, she obediently went to his room, crawled under the covers, and prepared to sleep.

In fact, Lu Jin used to go to bed at midnight or 1 a.m., but Sang Li forced him to move to a healthier sleep schedule.

Sang Li was in a good mood.

I was a little scared when I saw Amber, but I was overjoyed.

Although Amber hurt people, Sang Li felt that it was a matter of repaying a debt of blood. Those who performed organ transplants in international waters should have died long ago, and killing them was a way of settling blood debts.

After all, Amber didn't go on land to harm anyone.

Lu Jin went to bed.

Sang Li nudged herself outwards: "If I accidentally step on you today, you can wake me up. But I'm so tired today, we walked almost 20,000 steps, so I might snore."

Lu Jin didn't care: "Then let's fight."

Sang Li turned around: "Are you really not afraid?"

"Hmm." Lu Jin handed her a glass of water. "Have some water. It's dry in the house now. Your lips were chapped when you woke up yesterday morning."

Upon hearing this, Sang Li felt it would damage her appearance, so she quickly took two sips.

"sleep!"

"good evening."

It's late at night.

Only Sang Li's long, drawn-out breathing could be heard in the room.

It's quite cute, like a kitten.

Lu Jin leaned against the bed, his eyes still open.

The room was pitch black, but his gaze remained fixed on Sang Li, watching her silently for a long time.

Are you asleep?

It should be.

A tiny amount of harmless sleep aid was added to that glass of water.

She was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, her face flushed with a light sweat.

He tentatively lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Sang Li."

The ears twitched, but there was no other reaction.

Good thing, she's asleep.

That won't be discovered.

Gently.

Lu Jin's fingertips traced the edge of the blanket, and with extremely light movements, he slowly reached out and turned her body over so that her face was facing him.

Her cheek was pressed against the pillow, her lips slightly parted, and she looked truly exhausted.

Lu Jin turned on a very dim desk lamp, the light reflecting in his eyes, making them appear even darker, filled with possessiveness and resentment, unfathomable.

Where did Amber touch?

Were there any marks left on her body?

By what right does He have to touch her?

Damn it.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, suppressing his anger.

He had been holding back for too long and had wanted to get checked for a long time.

His fingers brushed across her cheek, where there were no inappropriate red marks, and then his fingers traced her neck, slender and fair.

Finally, Lu Jin's fingertips paused for a second on her neck before sliding down to her collarbone.

His brow furrowed slightly, and his breathing gradually became suppressed and slow, like a hissing venomous snake about to devour its prey.

I continued to examine her wrists, turning them over to look at them again; they were spotless.

His gaze moved down and landed on the place where she was wrapped in a thin blanket.

Lu Jin slowly lifted the blanket, his gaze moving from her ankles all the way down to her knees. He looked closely and saw that her ankles and knees were completely unharmed.

very good.

That's very well-behaved.

However, when the gaze fell on the inner thigh beneath the nightgown slip dress, a striking red was finally visible.

It was swollen from being scratched by fish scales.

The red mark was thin and shallow.

His eyes suddenly darkened.

My inner thighs are red!

He pressed his fingers against the red mark with an almost reverent restraint—it was truly bold.

BEAM-915 once held her... His lips kissed her.

Lu Jin closed his eyes, a dull ache in his chest like a furnace about to explode. Pure hatred surged like an undercurrent in the sea, wave after wave coursing through his blood.

It's a suffocating jealousy.

Damn it.

His fingers suddenly clenched, his knuckles making a soft cracking sound, and even his fingertips turned pale.

Damn murlocs!

His existence is a kind of defilement.

She belongs to him, and can only belong to him.

There can be no other abnormal beings or other humans in her world.

Lu Jin stared at the red mark left on the inside of his thigh.

Crazy thoughts, like rampant vines, crawled all over his heart.

Sang Li's heavy breathing, like a snake's forked tongue, slowly coiled around his reason.

He looked down at the pale pink skin, his fingers tracing the swollen edges inch by inch.

Lu Jin lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers.

He kissed that skin again and again, as if trying to detoxify, or as if seeking a vain redemption.

They lingered inch by inch, invading relentlessly without leaving any room for retreat.

She is his, and she must be his.

The veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and his kisses were both gentle and forceful, as if some kind of wild nature was crawling out from his very bones.

He seems to be turning into a paranoid and morbid monster.

She was the Pandora's box he opened.

The kisses didn't stop, as if they wanted to completely devour that mark, as if they wanted to etch her whole being into his bones and blood.

Uncontrollable desires will lead him to the abyss.

It has fallen.