Chapter 57 The Tricky Issue of Interrogation Time
Lu Jin didn't move.
He leaned against the headboard, watching her quiet back, and a slight smile slowly appeared on his lips: "Why aren't you saying anything? You don't even want to listen to stories before bed anymore."
Sang Li opened her eyes, which she had been pretending to be asleep, trying to hide the guilt in her voice: "I was sleeping. Who knew you were so rich? Do you want me to give you a refund?"
"Oh," he replied slowly. "This time you're sober. I thought you were acting impulsively again. But after all, acting impulsively to make money is a common occurrence in life."
It implies something about her performance last night.
Sang Li: "..."
“Even if you’re pretending to be stupid,” he said slowly, “you blushed like a rabbit when you came in and saw me. Alright, what happened yesterday is over, I didn’t take it to heart, and you don’t need to keep thinking about it.”
"You're the one who mentioned it!" Sang Li said angrily, wrapping herself in the blanket and warning fiercely, "Don't talk about yesterday's things, or I'll bite you!"
Lu Jin: "Are you that embarrassed?"
Sang Li: "No!"
Lu Jin: "Aren't you still hiding male models in the wardrobe?"
Sang Li: "That's the male lead! That's my husband!"
"..."
Sang Li: "I have several husbands, and we live a very happy life!"
"Turn around,"
Lu Jin suddenly said.
Sang Li remained motionless, thinking to herself that Lu Jin was definitely up to no good: "What are you doing? I want to sleep. Can't you take care of this poor patient?"
"Turn around," Lu Jin said again, his voice lower.
She snorted, stretched one hand out from under the covers and waved it, saying softly, "No."
Lu Jin didn't say anything. The next second, he stretched out his arm and wrapped her up in the blanket.
Ouch!
Sang Li landed steadily in my arms like a little seaweed rice roll.
"You!" Before Sang Li could react, she met his eyes so close to hers, her heart skipped a beat, and her voice trembled. "What do you want?"
"Interrogation," Lu Jin said seriously. "Now that you're awake, cooperate with the investigation."
Sang Li struggled in vain, her big eyes staring straight at him.
“I think you have ulterior motives,” she said warily, shrinking her neck and pulling the blanket tighter around herself. “You didn’t see my game log from yesterday, did you? I’m warning you, you’re a decent person. Did you watch an adult movie today and want me to play an interrogation game with you? I’m not a masochist, I’m a healthy woman with normal sexual desires.”
"No, I'm serious." Lu Jin's fingers casually hooked around her waist, forcing her to look at him. "Did you see Amber today?"
Sang Li was startled by his sudden change in expression. After a pause, she whispered, "No, why did you suddenly bring him up?"
"Just asking." Lu Jin stared at her.
Sang Li realized what was happening and became serious: "Is today's incident at the Bureau related to Amber?"
"No evidence." Lu Jin said, somewhat annoyed. "Then tell me, who is Chi Du?"
Sang Li's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Bai Heng already asked me today, but I really can't remember. What I can confirm is that I know him, that's all, but I don't really know who he is. My memory has been wiped clean, and you know that too. I guess it might be related to the time I was missing."
Lu Jin's gaze suddenly deepened.
"Was there anything unusual when I was brought back to the Bureau?" she asked him softly, her voice slightly unsteady. "For example, before and after you caught me, did I do anything, or did anyone take the opportunity to touch me?"
Lu Jin rubbed his temples; this was indeed a thorny problem with no answer.
In his memory, there were only two teams tasked with capturing Sang Li. The first team failed, so he was assigned to the task.
However, after such a long period of contact...
Sang Li is not a difficult anomalous individual.
Could it be that the operation failed because something went wrong?
And indeed, some minor details don't match up.
After a long silence, Lu Jin spoke.
"Your signal appeared out of thin air."
Sang Li opened her mouth, but no sound came out; her memory was blank.
Lu Jin: "Your signal appeared suddenly. The Administration tracked it for a long time, but the location was extremely unstable, as if it had been leaked from some encrypted system, and it was extremely intermittent. We finally found you by relying on fragmented signals."
Sang Li found the crux of the matter: "That's not quite right. Why didn't you arrest me sooner? If I was really in danger, why wait?"
Lu Jin paused for a moment: "Because before you were discovered, you weren't an anomaly. The day your signal was first detected was three months before the Bureau decided to contain you and formulate a plan. This was the first time you appeared in the Bureau's files."
Sang Li: "I know, but I thought about it while I was taking a shower just now and it doesn't make sense. Because if Chi Du is an anomaly, we would have known each other long ago. I don't think I was normal at that time. Isn't it said that if you are in contact with certain types of anomalies for too long, you will also be aberrant? I am more inclined to believe that I was actually an anomaly long before I was captured. Something happened that made you not notice and that I lost my memory."
Lu Jin took a deep breath: "Let's change the subject. What happened when you saw Chi Du today?"
Sang Li recalled, "He held me in his arms."
"..."
Sang Li: "In my childhood room, he asked me if I was feeling unwell, and I said I was. Then he gave me a piece of candy, and I fell asleep. That's basically it. My body is very receptive to Chi Du. He is so familiar to me, like a memory that has grown into my bones."
"By the way, what was your room like when you were a child?" Lu Jin wanted to determine whether Sang Li's memories were real, since he had at least seen the room she had lived in since she was a child.
Sang Li took out her iPad and found her photo library.
“That’s it,” she said.
The drawing depicts a sunlit room, with soft light falling on the light-colored wooden floor. The sheer curtains partially conceal the breeze. Against the wall stands a white children's bed, next to which is a small table. In the center of the table sits a silver stainless steel thermos, its lid open, revealing a faint layer of pink liquid inside.
The pink color clashes completely with the scene.
It looks like blood mixed with fluorescent liquid.
Or perhaps it's a part that the creator emphasized, which is why this color was highlighted.
"This," Lu Jin pointed with his fingertip, "is it?"
Sang Li leaned over and glanced at it, then answered without hesitation, "It's a drink he used to give me when I was little. It's pink, cool, and a little sweet, but not the kind of sweet like sugar water. It's very comforting. He always made me drink this when I had a cold or fever. After drinking it, I wouldn't feel so uncomfortable."
"Were you in poor health when you were a child?" Lu Jin asked, his brows furrowing.
Sang Li hummed in agreement: "I'm always sick. Fever, headache, stomachache... and for a while I was particularly sensitive to light, I would faint whenever I saw a bright light. The doctor said it was a neurological development problem, but most of the medications didn't work."
Lu Jin: "Which hospital?"
Sang Li: "The one on the east side."
"East?"
Sang Li: "I remember the road to the amusement park, but the hospital seems to have been demolished later. Oh right, it's the road in the direction of the management bureau."
Lu Jin fell silent, staring at the painting for a long time.
The colors on the drawing paper were not complicated, with the main tones being clean white and soft gold. The only exception was the liquid in the cup, which was a striking pink.
This hue... he'd seen it before.
Moreover, it happened more than once.
Sang Li is a very good painter; he wouldn't just mix colors randomly.
So.
In fact, among a batch of "activation reagents" that were phased out and sealed by the Administration, there was a liquid that was exactly this cherry-red color.
That batch of reagents was never officially put into use because the test subjects experienced side effects such as loss of control, self-harm, cellular disorders, and even temporary personality splits after injection, and it was classified as high-risk waste and disposed of. However, he did review the relevant materials before it was sealed away.
The liquid in that cup is drawn so realistically.
Furthermore, there was a simple stainless steel insulated blanket on the table, with a long neck, round mouth, and a removable cap; even the mottled scratches around the bottom were drawn. It looked exactly like a standard medicine container that the Administration Bureau used to use.
But the thought only flashed through my mind.
Maybe it's just soda.
It was all a coincidence.
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