Chapter 50 Chapter 50 "Let's talk about...sensitive topics. ...
Pei Shuyu sneered, who on earth would want to join him?
He turned to look at Xiao Qingyang, "No need, Xiao Qingyang and I will go together..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard two doors closing.
"Bang!"
Fu Zhouxing and Xiao Qingyang each had a room, leaving Pei Shuyu alone standing in the living room.
Lu Hean raised his eyebrows.
Pei Shuyu's mouth twitched and he swallowed the second half of his sentence.
These two traitors.
A soft laugh echoed through the silent living room. Lu Hean leaned leisurely against the master bedroom doorframe, a faint smile on his lips. "Captain Pei, it seems you only have one option left."
Of course not.
"I'll sleep in the living room." Pei Shuyu sat down on the sofa and felt around. "Colonel Lu's sofa feels quite comfortable. It's more than enough for me to use as a bed."
Lu Hean walked into the room, his hand already on the doorknob. "If you sleep here, I'll call and report you as trespassing. Not only you, but both of them will be imprisoned for a few days as well."
Pei Shuyu: ...
Living under someone else's roof and asking for help from others are all for the sake of mission.
The master bedroom was large, and the bed was spacious enough. Pei Shuyu threw his luggage onto the sofa. "Just a quilt?"
"I haven't been back for a long time. There are only three quilts in three rooms." Lu Hean took off his coat and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."
Pei Shuyu watched his back as he left, silently took a pillow from the bed, placed it in the middle, and drew a "38th parallel" for himself.
After washing up, they each lay on their sides of the bed, a vast expanse of water separating them. Pei Shuyu, his back to Lu Hean, slept in the other half of the bed, his body tense, his mind still mulling over clues to the case.
In the darkness, time passed exceptionally slowly. Just as Pei Shuyu was about to succumb to sleepiness, he felt the mattress beside him sink slightly—Lu Hean turned over.
Pei Shuyu immediately woke up, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. But after a long wait, there was no movement behind him, only the sound of even breathing. He slowly relaxed, thinking that perhaps he had been overthinking.
After an unknown amount of time, Pei Shuyu felt a touch of warmth against his back while half asleep. He suddenly opened his eyes and found that Lu Hean had already crossed over the pillow, his arm resting on his waist.
Pei Shuyu gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to kick him off the bed, moving closer to the edge. Within five minutes, Lu Hean was close again, this time even burying his face in the back of his neck, his warm breath spraying on his skin.
He tilted his head to the right and looked. If he moved a little further, he could sleep on the floor. What was the difference between sleeping here and sleeping in the living room?
"Colonel Lu." Pei Shuyu sat up suddenly and turned on a small bedside lamp. "If you're not asleep, stop pretending to be asleep."
Being suddenly exposed, Lu Hean stopped pretending and opened his eyes with an innocent smile: "What's wrong with me? It's normal to move a little in sleep, right?"
"ADHD is a disease," Pei Shuyu said calmly. "I suggest that Colonel Lu go see a doctor and get treatment as soon as possible."
"That's so sad." Lu Hean also sat up and rubbed his hair. "Okay, I admit I didn't fall asleep completely. Hey, I used to be afraid of sleeping alone. I had to hold something to fall asleep..."
Pei Shuyu snorted coldly, clearly not buying the story. Lu Hean was a scoundrel, always like that, both before and after his amnesia. He picked up his pillow and prepared to get out of bed.
Just as Pei Shuyu had one foot off the bed, Lu Hean suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Wait."
Pei Shuyu turned around and looked at him with drooping eyelids.
"Since I can't sleep anyway, how about we talk about something interesting?" Lu Hean's eyes sparkled under the dim night light. "Let's talk about...sensitive topics."
Pei Shuyu shook off his hand: "I'm not interested. I'm very sleepy and want to sleep."
Seeing Pei Shuyu about to leave again, Lu Hean suddenly said, "Aren't you curious why only the first few omegas were given anesthetics?"
Pei Shuyu paused. He turned around and looked at Lu Hean: "What do you know?"
Lu Hean patted the empty seat next to him and motioned him to sit back down: "Are you interested now? Sit down and talk?"
Pei Shuyu hesitated for a moment, and finally sat back down beside the bed, but this time he kept his distance: "Go ahead."
"This is quite a big deal. I just looked into it." Lu Hean's tone became serious. "The first few victims had anesthetics in their systems, but none after that. This doesn't fit the typical behavior pattern of a serial criminal."
Pei Shuyu frowned. "Generally speaking, serial criminals become more skilled over time." He paused, as if choosing his words. "The first few people were used by it for... experiments..."
"That's right." Lu He'an nodded. "I guess there are three possible scenarios: one is that the murderer had an accomplice who specifically used anesthetics to assist. The other is that he didn't have an accomplice, and the use of anesthetics caused him to fail in his desired goal, so he gave up on anesthetics later."
"Of course, there's the last and worst-case scenario. The murderer isn't the same person, so the methods are different. What do you think?"
Pei Shuyu pondered for a moment. "The forensic doctor confirmed that the modus operandi was consistent, indicating it was the same person. But your first guess is possible... perhaps the murderer initially had an accomplice."
"Or," Lu Hean said slowly, "the murderer himself has changed. Perhaps he didn't want to cause too much pain at first, but as time went on, he began to enjoy the process more and more."
This sentence made the temperature in the room drop several degrees. Pei Shuyu unconsciously clenched his fists: "You mean..."
"Maybe he was stimulated by something." Lu Hean looked at the dark night sky outside the window, "Maybe something special happened in Hong Kong City recently."
Lu Hean suddenly remembered something: "Ah, a month ago, a fire broke out in the gland research laboratory of Gangcheng Gland Specialist Hospital, causing heavy losses. A large amount of recorded data was lost."
The two looked at each other.
"Laboratory... glandular data..." Pei Shuyu muttered, "All the victims' glands were removed..."
Lu Hean followed up on his thought: "Maybe it's not targeting omegas randomly, but targeting specific glands?"
The night grew deeper, but the two were completely sleepless. They sat side by side on the bed, discussing various possibilities.
It was not until three o'clock in the morning that Pei Shuyu suddenly realized that they were too close, so close that he could feel each other's body temperature.
He coughed lightly and distanced himself: "That's enough, go to bed."
"No, let's talk about this. I haven't finished my business yet." Lu Hean suddenly said seriously, "Seriously, Captain Pei, we must have had some hidden relationship in the past, right?"
Pei Shuyu stared at Lu Hean's face under the dim light. Those cunning eyes made him unable to see through them. The air stagnated for a moment, and Pei Shuyu lowered his eyelids. "It's okay," he replied briefly, lying down again, this time facing the ceiling. "You don't remember anything, so why do you still have such doubts?"
Lu Hean was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Because I don't reject your pheromones."
“…”
"That doesn't mean anything," Pei Shuyu interrupted, his voice trembling slightly. "Pheromone compatibility is just a physiological reaction, it doesn't represent any emotional connection."
After saying that, Pei Shuyu turned over and turned his back to Lu Hean again, ending the conversation.
The room fell into a long silence, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing. Just when Pei Shuyu thought Lu Hean had fallen asleep, he heard a very light sigh from behind him.
"You're right." Lu Hean's voice was low and clear, "But I will recover all my lost memories, no matter the result is good or bad."
This time, Pei Shuyu didn't respond, but simply closed his eyes. In the darkness, he felt a sense of inexplicable loss, but he didn't know where this emotion came from.
The two of them had their own thoughts, and they spent the second half of the night peacefully.
The next morning, Pei Shuyu got up at daybreak. He found that Lu Hean was no longer in the room, and the aroma of fried eggs came from the kitchen.
Xiao Qingyang and Fu Zhouxing also walked out of the room one after another, and the three of them exchanged a tacit look.
"Did you sleep well?" Xiao Qingyang asked Pei Shuyu with a wink.
Pei Shuyu replied with a forced smile: "It's your turn to sleep with him tonight."
Xiao Qingyang jumped twice to avoid Pei Shuyu's sudden kick: "I don't like this."
"Shut up." Fu Zhouxing stuffed a piece of bread into Xiao Qingyang's mouth.
Lu Hean came out of the kitchen carrying fried eggs. He had actually cooked a decent breakfast. However, only Pei Shuyu's fried egg had a heart-shaped ketchup squeezed on it.
The four of them finished eating in silence, the atmosphere was so awkward that it felt like water could be squeezed out of it.
Pei Shuyu stood up as soon as he put down his chopsticks: "Let's go to the police station. Gong Wen should be waiting for us."
Lu Hean leaned back in his chair leisurely, a meaningful smile on his lips: "Captain Pei, remember to come back early~"
Pei Shuyu glanced at him expressionlessly, then turned and left.
Xiao Qingyang made a vomiting expression and muttered softly: "Ugh, I really want to vomit..."
On the way to the parking lot, Xiao Qingyang pretended to shake his head and sigh: "Hey, hey! Hey——"
Pei Shuyu pulled up the navigation map and replied coldly, "If you keep nagging me, get out of the car and walk over."
"What's wrong? I sighed, so what?!" Xiao Qingyang yelled, "Lu Hean said such disgusting things and you didn't say anything to him!"
"He's sick, are you sick too?"
"Oh, no."
Xiao Qingyang was convinced at once and calmed down instantly.
The Hongcheng Police Station was much smaller than they had imagined. They were greeted by a young and handsome Beta doctor named Gong Wen. He wore a white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looked neat and tidy.
"Captain Pei, I've long heard of you." Gong Wen extended his hand, his smile professional and restrained. "I've re-examined the evidence from the scene of a recent case, and I've found some things you might find interesting."
Gong Wen took them to the autopsy room, where a young Omega woman lay on the stage. Her glands had been precisely cut open, leaving a hideous wound.
"Unlike previous cases, this time the murderer left a few clues." Gong Wen put on gloves and gently turned back the edge of the wound. "See these tiny metal fragments? They're a special surgical alloy, usually only used in high-level gland transplants."
Pei Shuyu leaned in closer to observe carefully: "You mean..."
"The murderer likely has a medical background, or at least professional training," Gong Wen affirmed. "And the tools he used are extremely sophisticated, not something you can buy on the market."
Fu Zhouxing immediately opened his laptop and said, "I need a list of all registered gland surgeons in Hong Kong, as well as records of people who have access to this type of specialized medical equipment."
Xiao Qingyang scratched his head: "This area is not too big, but it is not too small either."
Pei Shuyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What's the connection between the victims? What are their backgrounds?"
Gong Wen nodded. "I've asked my colleagues at the police station. They come from all walks of life and seem to have nothing to do with each other. But all the victims had physical examinations at the largest gland specialist hospital in Hong Kong City, and the pheromone samples extracted were sent to the Gland Research Institute for preservation. And then the physical examination data happened to be lost in the fire. What a coincidence, isn't it?"
The three of them exchanged a look—it was no coincidence.
"Let's go," Pei Shuyu turned and walked out, "Let's go to the gland research laboratory and ask."
When walking out of the police station, Pei Shuyu inadvertently turned around and saw Gong Wenzhen standing by the window watching them, with a complex expression behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
He looked away and got into the car.
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The author has something to say: Don’t take plots involving professional knowledge too seriously…
Actually, I wanted to write something about a couple on Chinese Valentine’s Day [yellow heart]…
But I’m so slow at typing [heartbroken][heartbroken] Damn it, 50 chapters in and I still haven’t eaten…
Ending: I still kiss my little readers as usual [come on]
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