Chapter 139 Sneaking in at Night, Feeling Guilty as a Thief
BEAM Building.
The lighting was cold and dim, and the corridor descended layer by layer, like falling into a bottomless prison.
When Lu Jin pushed open the heavy iron door of the solitary confinement cell, the hinges made a low, creaking sound.
A cold wind swept over me, carrying with it the smell of blood and damp mold.
It tastes just as good as ever.
It evokes fond memories.
Although Lu Jin didn't leave for long.
There was only one dim overhead light inside, its light flickering weakly.
Bai Heng was chained to the wall, his wrists and ankles marked with gruesome bloodstains from the iron chains, his skin mottled and bruised, and his breathing rapid and forceful.
BEAM has this style: despite the fact that technological advancements have reached their limit, they still prefer to use old-fashioned methods of torture to extract confessions.
Bai Heng heard the sound and looked up.
It's Lu Jin.
In the end, it was Lu Jin who came to save him.
It's like Bai Heng feels that he only has this one friend in BEAM.
A strange man was standing next to Lu Jin.
Who is it?
I don't know him.
Chi Du coldly teased, "Sang Li is going to be heartbroken this time."
My heart is definitely going to ache again.
Lu Jin's expression was cold and stern; he did not respond, and his eyes darkened.
Chi Du deliberately tried to disgust Lu Jin: "He was really injured, he wasn't acting."
"So what?" Lu Jin asked back.
He stepped forward and reached out to check Bai Heng's pulse.
Very weak.
Damn it.
Bai Heng's voice was hoarse: "Hey, I'm still alive."
"I know, I saw you with your eyes open." Lu Jin and Bai Heng spoke in their usual disdainful tone.
Bai Heng's breathing was heavy: "Sang Li, are you alright?"
Lu Jin's tone was very calm: "She's lying at home, don't worry. I'll take you away first."
Even at this point, he's still thinking about Sang Li.
The words had barely left his mouth.
A piercing vibration rang out.
Lu Jin, unable to contain himself any longer, asked, "You didn't silence your phone while on a mission?"
Chi Du: "I'm afraid Sang Li will contact me, so what's wrong with not muting my phone?"
Lu Jin: ?
Ike Watari: "Besides, I don't need to run away even if I'm discovered."
What wind blew?
He answered the phone: "What is it?"
Slo, on the other end of the phone, spoke cautiously, as if afraid of causing some displeasure: "I still think I should tell you. Sang Li, she... went out with Fei Ling."
"Where to?" Chi Du raised an eyebrow.
The combined fighting power of those two isn't even as high as one of my fingers.
"No, I don't know. She only let me draw at home. They left as soon as you left."
Ike Watari: ?
Lu Jin: ?
Why is Sang Li in such a hurry?
It's a trap!
Chi Du suddenly realized something, his fingers tightened abruptly, and various images flashed through his mind. Then he turned his head sharply to look at Lu Jin.
“…Oh no.” he muttered a curse.
Lu Jin narrowed his eyes: "What?"
Chi Du sneered: "We've been sent away."
Sang Li actually used a diversionary tactic.
Do things behind their backs!
Chi Du's face was ashen under the cold white light, like a marble sculpture. His suppressed irritation and ruthlessness made his voice sound even deeper: "You take Bai Heng and go. I'll go find Sang Li."
After saying that, he subconsciously reached into his pocket to check his belongings, but his fingers found nothing, and his face darkened even more.
Oh shit.
Lu Jin noticed his actions: "What trick are you up to now?"
Chi Du raised his eyes, his expression cold and sinister, and gritted his teeth as he spoke slowly and deliberately: "Anchor point. Sang Li didn't take the anchor point with her, so I can't lock onto her."
Lu Jin frowned, but before he could speak, Chi Du, who was holding the phone, cracked his knuckles and coldly demanded, "Slo, where did they go?"
On the other end of the phone, Slo was clearly taken aback, and his voice weakened: "It should be... Lalbe City."
"Casino City".
"...She really is picky about where she's going to be."
Bai Heng was still leaning on Lu Jin's shoulder, so weak that he was too lazy to even lift his eyelids, but when he heard the words "Larbey City", his body trembled involuntarily, and his voice was hoarse but clear: "777".
Lu Jin's heart tightened, and he turned to look at him: "What did you say?"
Bai Heng struggled to raise his eyes, his eyes bloodshot, his voice trembling: "BEAM-777 has been placed in Lalbe City."
Lu Jin was stunned. The next second, his thoughts suddenly exploded.
Sang Li.
A chill ran down my spine.
How dare she?
No wonder I didn't dare tell myself.
“Be careful, any abnormality that comes into contact with 777 will have its abilities nullified. This is the prototype drug that BEAM is researching to counteract Sangli’s ‘attraction’,” Bai Heng said.
The atmosphere was already gloomy, but now Lu Jin was even more agitated.
Because this point wasn't in the records Bai Heng had sent him before.
If Sang Li were to use her abnormal ability, she wouldn't know that it had already failed.
***
The darkness was oppressive, and the atmosphere in the manor was even more so.
It's probably mainly because I'm going to be a thief today.
Sang Li held her breath and, taking advantage of the wind and shadows of the trees, sneaked into Yan Xi and Yan Jue's manor.
To be precise, she came back.
Sang Li observed.
It seems that Yan Jue and Yan Xi are still awake.
One room per person, that's quite convenient.
It's good to separate them; that way, we can take them down one by one.
The manor was deserted, without a single servant in sight. The decor was gloomy, the paintings on the walls were all dark scenes in cool tones, the eyes of the sculptures stared at people like lifeless objects, and the air was so oppressive that it was unsettling.
Sang Li disliked this place very much, as if she had stepped into some cold, icy nest.
She hid in the nanny's room next to the rest room.
Leaning against the wall, she pricked up her ears to eavesdrop on the sounds.
This is an excellent location, allowing for constant observation of enemy activity.
The soundproofing is good, but it's so quiet here that any noise is very clear.
The sound of water came intermittently. After a moment, the bathroom door clicked shut, followed by footsteps and the sound of the bed sinking gently.
Then, a soft "click" came from the darkness.
The lights went out.
Sang Li had been waiting for this moment.
It was already past midnight, and these two weren't night owls.
Yanxi must be asleep.
It's 3:30 in the morning now, and if we don't hurry, it will be dawn soon.
Fortunately, it's alright.
It gets light late here.
Sang Li smiled slightly, and with a flick of her finger, released BEAM-482 [Mechanical Butterfly] from her bosom.
In the darkness, the butterfly spread its translucent wings, the patterns on the wings like tiny gears slowly turning at the base of the wings. The butterfly trembled slightly, emitting a series of low "click-clack" sounds.
“Go.” Sang Li raised her hand and handed it over.
The butterfly buzzed, took flight, and disappeared into the depths of the corridor, like a phantom, flying towards Yanxi's door.
Yanxi disliked bright light, so the curtains were drawn tightly, preventing even moonlight from getting in.
He lay on his side, staring at the pitch-black ceiling.
Logically, he should have fallen asleep long ago, but as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with Sang Li's image.
The scene of her turning into a rose in front of him was as if it were branded into his mind.
The petals unfurl in a way that exudes a fatal beauty.
He remembered the fragrance, faint yet seemingly emanating from his very bones, making him dizzy.
It's not the scent of ordinary perfume, but an indescribable fragrance that draws you closer the more you smell it, as if it can transport you into a dream, and you simply can't forget it.
There's no doubt that Sang Li is beautiful.
But her beauty was different from others; it wasn't the kind of docile, innocent beauty, but rather a sharp, captivating beauty that could easily make people willingly bow their heads.
Yan Xi was not someone easily swayed; he never believed in "love at first sight." In his view, such things were absurd, illusory, and at best, just hormones at play.
But he had to admit that Sang Li was truly exceptional.
She was like a sudden downpour, soaking his outer shell, forcing his heart to clench uncontrollably every time he recalled her gaze.
Reason told him to restrain himself.
But desire had already grown wildly in the darkness, enveloping him like a tidal wave.
Yan Xi pinched the bridge of his nose and smiled wryly.
What exactly did she do to me?
Yan Xi lay awake in the darkness.
Sudden.
"Shh shh".
What was that sound?
Is anyone there?
Like the flapping of wings, extremely close, yet so light it could almost be mistaken for an illusion.
But he was certain that something had entered the room.
Yan Xi's breathing involuntarily paused.
The next second, it felt as if something cold landed on my bare arm.
Almost simultaneously, a slight pain suddenly pierced my skin.
Like a needle tip, it quickly embedded itself.
What's this?
He instinctively raised his hand to brush it off, but found nothing.
My palms felt empty; only the burning and tingling sensation on the surface of my skin continued to spread.
He frowned, propped himself up halfway, and peered into the darkness.
Is it some kind of unknown insect?
He pursed his lips and rubbed his fingertips on that small patch of skin.
The house is kept very clean, and there have never been any insects.
But apart from that, there has been no other activity.
After a moment of silence, he leaned back against the pillows and stared at the dark ceiling.
...What a boring night.
It would be nice if we could have some fun.
Just as Yan Xi turned over, a feeling of boredom and emptiness washed over him.
Click.
A soft sound was heard.
The glass door to the balcony was slowly pushed open from the outside.
The night breeze, carrying the moonlight, swept in, causing the thin gauze curtains to flutter and sway in faint arcs.
Yan Xi did not get up; he lay lazily on the bed, his gaze fixed on the gradually emerging shadow.
A slender figure, long hair slightly raised, and footsteps as light as water ripples across a stone surface.
Being careful, afraid of being discovered.
It's her.
Sang Li.
The moonlight filtering through the curtains spread across her body inch by inch, like a silver-plated garment tailor-made for her, and even the air was filled with that familiar sweet fragrance.
A light instantly ignited in Yan Xi's eyes, and the desire that had been stirred within him exploded once more.
However, he did not act immediately, but instead quietly observed the approaching prey like a hunter.
Finally, I'm no longer bored.
At this moment, Sang Li held her breath, half of her body hidden in the shadows.
The butterfly returned and landed on her shoulder.
This proves that the task has been completed.
She narrowed her eyes, her gaze falling on the bed.
Sang Li bit her lower lip, her heart pounding.
Doing bad things always makes people nervous.
Logically speaking, he should have fainted by now.
The venom of butterflies can cause temporary disorientation. Even the most alert person would probably not notice that they have entered.
So, the plan will proceed as scheduled.
Sang Li approached step by step, and could even smell the scent of cold pine wood and alcohol on him.
I'm sorry.
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