Chapter 132 I don't regret it, I did it voluntarily.
The night was deep.
Lu Jin pulled up the file Bai Heng had sent him. The cold light reflected on his face, making his sharp features appear more subdued.
Sang Li stared at the string of documents, and the image of Bai Heng's expression that night came to mind.
Indifference, disappointment, and even disgust.
It's like a nail, stuck in her heart, and she can't get it out even now.
Do you regret it?
No regrets.
Something seemed to be pressing on her throat, making her feel muffled. After a long pause, she finally asked, "Why would he give you a secret?"
The sound wasn't loud.
Lu Jin was taken aback, his eyes flickering slightly.
This is a very strange question.
Bai Heng's love interest is Sang Li; everyone can see that.
Why did she ask that?
What happened between her and Bai Heng?
A pang of sadness welled up in Lu Jin's chest; he couldn't quite describe the feeling. It should have been insignificant, yet it bothered him. He suppressed those unnecessary thoughts and whispered, "It's what he should do."
Brief, as if defending Bai Heng.
Sang Li shook her head.
She remembered that Bai Heng had never given her any information about the medication; it was she who forced Bai Heng to do so.
Now they've all handed them over voluntarily.
Won't……
Does Bai Heng like Lu Jin?
Sang Li was speechless at his own thoughts.
Bai Heng's gaze that day is still etched in her mind—a profound disappointment, not just rejection, but more like a judgment.
But upon closer reflection...
I actually found it kind of... cool.
The air fell silent for a moment.
Just then, the phone rang.
It is Bai Heng.
Sang Li subconsciously leaned closer, wanting to eavesdrop on Bai Heng's voice.
Lu Jin answered the phone: "Hello."
Bai Heng's voice came through the phone: "Lu Jin, where are you now?"
Lu Jin replied calmly, "At sea, in some remote place."
Sang Li narrowed her eyes slightly and moved closer, feeling inexplicably tense, as if she might be pulled into a whirlpool at any moment.
Of all these people, I feel I have let Bai Heng down.
On the other end of the phone, Bai Heng's tone changed, and Sang Li seemed to hear him sigh.
"Is he with Sang Li?"
Lu Jin paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over her profile, and calmly said, "Yes."
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, as if they were weighing something.
Then, Bai Heng asked in a low voice, "Are you... alright?"
Sang Li pursed her lips and did not answer.
This question was directed at her.
Lu Jin's voice softened: "She's fine."
Bai Heng was silent for a moment: "Let's play it outwards."
Sang Li looked down at the cold screen on the other end of the phone and felt a little relieved. It seemed that Bai Heng wasn't very angry after all.
The night wind carried the sound of the ocean waves, and Bai Heng's voice became clearer, as if he were standing not far away.
“The blood sample from last time,” Bai Heng began.
Sang Li's breath hitched slightly.
Although she already knew exactly what she was.
Trinity.
And, exceptionally high-performance anomalies.
Bai Heng continued, "And the cerebrospinal fluid has been analyzed. Furthermore, it has been compared with all gene databases."
His tone was flat, without any extra emotional fluctuations, but after he finished speaking, he remained silent for a long time.
As he spoke, Sang Li could even hear the pounding of her heart, mingling with the rhythm of the waves crashing on the beach.
Bai Heng remained silent on the other end, his eyelids seemingly drooping as well.
He knew exactly what those data meant.
So when he said it, Bai Heng's voice trembled slightly: "You must have been in a lot of pain back then."
It felt like something sharp was pressed against my chest.
He really wanted to be more direct, to say, "I can't bear to think about how you got through it," to say, "You should never have had to go through this," and even to say, "If I could, I would take it for you."
But all these words were forcibly suppressed.
It was to no avail.
In the end, all that traveled through the night wind was that one sentence, spoken with extreme restraint.
Bai Heng's voice fell heavily between them.
She thought he would attack her.
Sang Li pursed her lips, then suddenly smiled: "It's alright, it doesn't hurt too much."
Bai Heng was a little stunned, but after recovering, he continued, "I have matched your gene fragments against all the databases."
He seemed to be carefully choosing his words, not wanting to be too blunt: "It matched an evolutionary project that had already been terminated."
The night wind rustled the sand.
"The Believer Project"
"This plan should be to use your gene fragments to forcefully catalyze and cultivate another you, Sang Li 2.0."
Bai Heng's voice was flat, yet it sent chills down one's spine.
"However, the plan failed."
“Failure?” Sang Li muttered to himself.
"Yes." Bai Heng exhaled, her voice momentarily muffled in the microphone, as if it had traveled a long sea breeze to reach her ears. "It failed. All attempts were unsuccessful."
He paused for a moment, then slowly added, "So, from the initial setting, your evolutionary direction shouldn't have been [attracting], but rather [believers]."
No wonder, Fei Ling said, that he was her follower.
"The purpose of this plan is not to create powerful individuals, but to manipulate consciousness."
"Manipulating consciousness?"
"Yes." Bai Heng's tone was extremely soft, yet it was like a blade, slowly cutting through the veil of whitewashed peace. "The meaning of a [believer] lies in being able to maintain one hundred percent loyalty to the faith one believes in. Without doubt, without hesitation, complete obedience."
A thought suddenly flashed through Sang Li's mind.
Cold and stinging.
She looked up at the distant night sky, her lips slightly parted: "And the result? Controlling others?"
Bai Heng was silent for a moment, then replied in a low voice, "Yes."
yes.
One word, and it resonates deeply.
The scene from that night suddenly flashed into his mind. The lights were dim, and at her words, Bai Heng stopped all movement, as if he were being pulled by invisible threads.
He was completely captivated by her voice and her will.
So it wasn't a hallucination after all.
So that's what the so-called "believers" are all about.
No wonder.
No wonder there was such deep disappointment in Bai Heng's eyes.
Before this complicated thought could fully settle down, Bai Heng on the other end of the phone suddenly spoke: "Sang Li."
I called her name.
Sang Li bit her knuckles, her heart racing.
"That night," Bai Heng said, having made a great decision.
Sang Li held her breath.
"I volunteered."
Bai Heng spoke with certainty, word by word.
Like a pebble falling into the deep sea, it splashes up ripples all over the sky.
Lu Jin's breath hitched, and his eyes suddenly darkened: "What are you talking about? Which night?"
Like a pre-battle question.
Cold, wary, hostile.
Bai Heng did not answer immediately, but said calmly, "You don't know."
Lu Jin sensed a hint of pleasure in his tone.
That kind of excitement from winning a war.
Lu Jin's gaze was fixed on Sang Li, his eyes churning with turmoil.
Sang Li's heart tightened, and she decided not to hide any longer, and confessed: "I went to see him. I forced him to give me the key."
The voice was soft, and the person was very cautious.
Lu Jin's face darkened, as if he might explode at any moment because of those words. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he suppressed his anger in his chest. In the end, Bu Gui didn't lash out: "So?"
"Nothing much... I was forced to by life." Sang Li shrugged.
Why didn't you tell me?
"I can't get in touch with you."
"Does Chi Du just let you run wild?"
Why are you bringing him up now?
"I……"
As the atmosphere teetered on the brink of spiraling out of control, Bai Heng suddenly spoke up on the other end of the phone: "There's one more thing."
This interrupted Lu Jin's anger, giving him no chance to go berserk.
Bai Heng paused for a few seconds on the other end of the microphone: "Lu Jin, you're wanted."
Sang Li was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head to look at Lu Jin and chuckled, "Oh? You've become a wanted criminal."
Lu Jin showed no surprise, having already anticipated this, and a cold smile played on his lips: "Heh."
Bai Heng: "The team responsible for the pursuit has already set off. The team includes Yu Qi, Tang Lan, and Zhou Fangyang."
One by one, names appeared; they were Lu Jin's former comrades-in-arms.
Sang keenly noticed that Lu Jin's restrained killing intent was being gradually aroused.
“What Qian Rujun means,” Bai Heng added slowly, “is that you betrayed BEAM, so you need to be arrested.”
Lu Jin responded with an "Oh," and said, "Betrayal? How interesting. They really know how to pick their words."
He raised his eyes, his gaze icy: "If so-called loyalty means being their dog, then I admit it, I betrayed them. And, regarding 777, what do you have on your end..."
Before he could finish speaking, a piercing static noise suddenly came from the other end of the phone, as if something had been suddenly knocked to the ground, and the signal began to vibrate.
Sang Li suddenly looked up.
"Bai Heng?"
A chaotic commotion filled my ears: footsteps, conversations, and some kind of violent friction.
A cold, unfamiliar voice suddenly burst in, muffled yet clear through the loudspeaker: "Target confirmed. Bai Heng, arrest him here."
Bai Heng's voice was calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant: "Who are you?"
However, the next second, as if struck by a heavy blow, the sound abruptly stopped.
Only deathly silence remained.
The sea breeze howled, and the call notification on the phone screen remained lit, but no more voices came through.
That head is already broken.
Sang Li's fingertips froze in mid-air.
Lu Jin didn't need to ask any more questions. He knew who it was just from the phrase "target confirmed."
They took Bai Heng away.
Sang Li cursed and stood up.
Under the cover of night, Lu Jin's profile was as cold and aloof as stone, his lips pressed tightly together.
"Let's save them."
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