Chapter 84: The surveillance videos are all of her lover.
After returning to his office, Lu Jin got busy.
In the afternoon, the team held a meeting.
Yu Qi, Tang Lan, and Zhou Fangyang finished compiling the materials they had and gathered in the conference room.
Sang Li listened in.
It's always the same setup, even though she only serves a decorative and unifying purpose.
Zhou Fangyang: "The current tentative designation is BEAM-625. Code name: Withered Rose."
It's a nice-sounding name.
Sang Li has always felt that people who name things have great literary talent.
At least they should have completed compulsory education.
Moonlight Siren, figure in a painting... just from the names, you can tell what kind of anomalies these are.
Sang Li raised her hand curiously: "Is this the name you decided on?"
Zhou Fangyang: "It's tentatively set, for the convenience of everyone's identification and for easier communication."
After all, if we use code names every time, some people might not be able to react.
Zhou Fangyang asked, "Do you have anything to add?"
It seems that Sang Li should know more.
He almost forgot that she was an anomaly and should understand her own kind better.
Although he could swear to God that he had already considered Sang Li as a 100% teammate, human!
Sang Li coughed twice: "His name is Fei Ling."
Zhou Fangyang nodded: "Okay, received. The information that can be confirmed at present is as follows."
[The rose-like structure formed by BEAM-625 tears apart the host's body, and the physical structure of BEAM-625 "blooms" from the host's chest cavity.]
This corresponds to the deaths we see today, as well as the rose petals.
Each rose, along with its stem, leaves, and petals, carries a fragment of a strong emotional memory associated with BEAM-625. If the person who comes into contact with this memory resonates with it on an emotional level... (To be determined)
This is currently uncertain, but based on Sang Li's reaction, BEAM-625's abnormal abilities are related to memory.
memory.
Sang Li fell into deep thought.
It seems they came prepared.
What you lose will always come back to you in some way.
She was now quite certain that Fei Ling was after her.
Lu Jin glanced at Sang Li but didn't say anything.
Zhou Fangyang projected a video onto the screen: "This is the contact record between Hongyu and Feiling that Tang Lan found. It is currently the most direct video evidence."
The scene begins.
The timestamp shows that it was late at night a week before the incident. Hongyu appeared alone at the villa door, looking around nervously, before opening the door.
The next second, a slender and tall figure slowly walked into the frame.
Her skin was as white as porcelain, and even though the surveillance camera footage was very basic, you could still see that her features were exquisitely beautiful. She looked like a phantom under the moon.
Fei Ling.
In the scene, Hongyu welcomes Him into the house. The two don't say much, but they seem unusually familiar with each other.
Sang Li pursed her lips.
These two have some connection?
Was it committed by someone known to the victim?
But just as the video was about to end, a second figure suddenly appeared on the screen.
A blurry black shadow entered the surveillance camera's field of view.
In just a moment, Sang Li's heart raced, and she blurted out, "...Pause."
Zhou Fangyang immediately pressed the pause button.
The image freezes on the moment the person emerges from the shadows, and Sang Li's expression suddenly changes.
Dressed in all black, with a cool and aloof profile.
Those orange-yellow pupils were very conspicuous.
In the video, he glanced sideways at the surveillance camera and snapped his fingers.
Lightweight and pleasant.
Although the image quality is slightly blurry, the outline, the eyes, and the faintly indifferent aura are still vivid.
Sang Li's heart skipped a beat.
Really?
What kind of hodgepodge video is this?
Lu Jin: "Who?"
Sang Li must have recognized her.
He had his answer.
None of the four people here had ever seen this man before.
but.
“Chi Du.” Sang Li swallowed. “It’s Chi Du.”
Saying those words felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
Everyone turned to look at her.
Sang Li sighed, "I can't be wrong, it's him."
What exactly is Chi Du trying to do?
Tang Lan immediately fast-forwarded the video.
In the surveillance video, Chi Du and Hong Yu exchanged a few words before entering the room, suggesting that they had made an agreement beforehand.
After he entered the villa, the door closed again.
I don't know what those three people did inside the house.
Then.
For two hours, the surveillance video showed no movement.
When he reappeared, Chi Du was walking out of the door alone, holding a small, sealed glass bottle in his hand.
Inside the bottle was a deep red rose petal with curled edges.
Withered.
Roses.
Sang Li had a bad feeling; she suddenly realized that the color looked a lot like the candy she had eaten.
Moreover, she subconsciously believes that roses should never wither.
Fei Ling's last appearance was when she entered Hong Yu's house, and she completely disappeared from the video until Chi Du left.
Zhou Fangyang added, "I checked the surveillance footage for the past week, and Fei Ling hasn't appeared at all, not even today. That means he's been in that room the whole time and hasn't left."
What they encountered today might have been Fei Ling, who had been lying in wait in the room for a long time, waiting to ambush them.
They walked into the trap willingly.
Such cunning and elusive anomalies are rare these days.
Zhou Fangyang even felt that Fei Ling's appearance there might be to see Sang Li.
No one spoke in the meeting room.
Tang Lan is analyzing data.
Yu Qi is studying the materials that Zhou Fangyang has just compiled.
"He's dead."
Sang Li broke the silence in a low voice, as if recounting an old story that had happened many times before.
"Yes, he really died, and then came back to life. If nothing unexpected happens, when Chi Du left, he should have taken a part of His body. Can you understand? Roses made Him up, and He was also a rose."
A withered rose symbolizes death.
She didn't know why she was so sure of this, but it seemed like it had happened many times before.
As soon as she finished speaking, a scene that was both strange and familiar surged into her mind like a tide.
Sunlight filtered through the thin mist, illuminating a rattan chair on an old balcony.
He sat there, holding a bowl of faded rose petals in his hands.
The petals were withered, gray, and bitter, like forgotten hearts.
She ate it piece by piece.
The lips were stained black by the bitterness of the flower petals.
She didn't actually like the taste.
But Sang Li didn't understand why she was still eating even though she was unwilling.
"You killed him again," the memory of himself murmured, his voice carrying a numb and cold reproach. "I told you, we should have thought of another way."
Chi Du looked up, a familiar gentle smile on his lips: "He did it voluntarily."
He paused, then slowly said, "If you asked me to die now, I would do it willingly."
The wind on the balcony made the petals fly up and fall down.
Chi Du seemed displeased with his tone of voice and continued, "Or, you want to go find that man? His blood? Have you forgotten how he hurt you? If you hadn't disagreed, he would be dead by now. I hate half-finished products."
"Oh."
Sang Li heard it clearly and was laughing to herself.
Then, he said to himself, "I still have a use for him. You're not proactive in other things, but you're quite enthusiastic when it comes to winning over women."
Chi Du walked over and put his arm around her shoulder: "I'm not as enthusiastic about anything else as I am about this. I'm not leaving tonight, okay?"
"OK."
The image, like a photograph scorched by fire, quickly burned, curled up, and disappeared from her mind.
Sang Li's hand trembled slightly.
She suddenly came to her senses, her face turned pale, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Who is the man they mentioned?
What kind of blood?
Chi Du and Fei Ling have known each other for a long time, so they must be talking about each other behind their backs.
Lu Jin noticed a subtle change in Sang Li's expression: "What's wrong?"
Sang Li opened her mouth, but said nothing.
She didn't know what to say.
She revealed Ike Watari's name because she also wanted to know what secret lay behind it.
Therefore, we have no choice but to rely on BEAM.
About half a minute later, she said, "I'm dead. I know it. I'm an anomaly, I can feel it."
If nothing unexpected happens, Ike Wataru should have killed him.
But what does this have to do with Hongyu?
Zhou Fangyang wrote it down: [Resurrection].
This is one of the abnormal abilities.
The group continued its discussion intermittently.
Sang Li listened, resting her chin on her hand.
Everyone ate takeout meals from the cafeteria in the conference room, but there were too few clues to piece them together.
Even Sang Li was forced to join the brainstorming session.
Although her brain hadn't been used much since the college entrance exam.
It's already rusted.
8:00 PM.
After the meeting, Bai Heng appeared in Lu Jin's office.
Sang Li, who was waiting alone in her office for Lu Jin to return, became warm and friendly upon seeing someone familiar: "Hey, did the wind blow you out here? Why aren't you off work yet? Has the Bureau started exploiting you key employees now?" "The wind didn't blow me out," Bai Heng said, a cryptic smile playing on his lips. "I came here on my own. Is it wrong for me to want to see you?"
"Of course, I'm universally loved and admired by all. Even this hundred-kilometer-long anomalous entity would fall at my feet."
Sang Li snapped her fingers.
Lu Jin had not returned yet, and the room was so quiet that you could hear the ticking of the clock on the wall.
She casually closed the file folder, pulled her feet back under the sofa, and sat up straighter: "Looking for Lu Jin?"
"No." Bai Heng took off his trench coat, hung it up, and turned to look at her. "I'm looking for you."
Sang Li looked languidly at Bai Heng.
But for some reason, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The gaze Bai Heng gave him was not the gentle, playful, and restrained look he usually wore, but a quiet yet extremely oppressive stare.
Like a cheetah lurking in the shadows, it silently watches its target, devoid of any tenderness, yet a chilling possessiveness surfacing in its eyes.
His gaze was like barbed threads, clinging tightly to her, impossible to ignore.
"Why are you staring at me today?" Sang Li forced a smile. "Are you... not feeling well?"
"Um?"
"Ah, I knew it! It's because we haven't been in touch much lately. Could it be because I bit you and now the poison is acting up?" Sang Li asked.
Bai Heng wasn't in too much pain initially, but after being bitten by Sang Li, he returned to the lab and took many remedial measures.
but.
Since that's how it is.
Bai Heng said with great interest, "Yes."
Sang Li was a little uneasy: "Well, now that we're in the office, I can't exactly play workplace games with you, can I?"
"Then let's go to my room?" Bai Heng said with a smile.
"I...hello..."
She hasn't been doing anything under Lu Jin's nose lately!
but.
At this moment, Bai Heng approached Sang Li.
His breath carried the usual disinfectant from the laboratory.
Sang Li's mind went blank for a moment.
Yeah, what happened to taking responsibility?
I am a person of integrity!
She looked at his profile, her brow furrowing slightly: "You... don't look well."
Bai Heng didn't answer, but just stared at her quietly for a while, his eyes filled with an unconcealable drowsiness and weariness.
Sang Li suddenly had a strange feeling: Was Bai Heng in terrible pain?
A thought suddenly occurred to her: perhaps she should...
"Are you...?" She leaned closer, squinting at him.
She felt sorry for Bai Heng now.
Why not reluctantly lend him a hand now?
Bai Heng smiled enigmatically: "What are you thinking about?"
Before he could finish speaking, Sang Li leaned over and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
*smack*
Bai Heng was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting her to actually do that.
“You,” he said in a low voice, intending to explain why he did this, but then changed the subject, “you are quite cooperative with the treatment.”
Sang Li blinked: "What? Aren't you sick? Then what are you doing here? I thought you were here on a secret date with me!"
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