Chapter 90 Mysterious Files: Raven and Sangli
Sang Li stood there, stunned, as if something was stuck in her throat.
Who was that just now?
Two people?
No, right now it should only be me and Lu Jin here.
She touched her lips; she was still panting, but the burning heat had completely disappeared.
Could it be that the intense craving caused hallucinations?
That can't be right.
Have I become this kind of person?
Lack of men?
Lu Jin stood at the end of the corridor not far away, backlit, his expression unchanged.
"Don't just stand there, let's go." He frowned and called out again.
Sang Li's eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she realized something, so she quickly lowered her head.
A rose appeared out of nowhere on the ground.
A rose.
Bright red, plump, with petals slightly curled at the edges, as if just picked and still covered with a few water droplets.
Sang Li: ...
No way, no way.
Was Fei Ling kissing herself just now?
A chill slowly crept up her spine. Yes, that's why; that aura that almost devoured her just now didn't seem like Lu Jin's style.
Perhaps, Lu Jin only kissed the first time, and then he fell for it.
I don't know when the person was changed.
Yes, the aura just now was completely different.
It's like slowly and methodically peeling back layers, filling yourself up inch by inch.
no?
What is this, a relay race?
Fei Ling actually has this kind of perverse taste?
Her mind was in a whirl, and she dared not think any further.
This matter must absolutely not be told to Lu Jin, otherwise he would bomb this place to the ground with a single shot.
Lu Jin noticed something was off about her expression: "What did you see?"
Sang Li's movements were somewhat slow and hesitant; she remained standing in the darkness, seemingly afraid of something.
"It's nothing." She forced a smile, avoided his gaze, quickly looked down, and kicked the rose into the shadows. "Hey."
"how?"
Sang Li smacked her lips.
She wasn't calling out to Lu Jin, but genuinely felt that Fei Ling's behavior was far too egregious.
Is there such a severe shortage of women?
Are you in such a hurry?
Moreover, he really enjoyed kissing himself in front of Lu Jin.
However, it seems that all abnormal bodies have this problem.
They have a very strong possessive nature.
However, I am not an object, so the word "possession" cannot be used. If I must use it, I hope both parties enjoy the process.
But she wasn't in the mood to enjoy being kissed by someone who could turn from a rose into a person at any moment, or from a person back into a rose.
Lu Jin reached out and pinched her chin: "Not enough?"
"That's enough." Sang Li actually wanted to say, "I really should put a hat on you."
It's lush and green.
Lu Jin: "Why are you looking at me with such a pitying expression?"
Sang Li: ...
Sang Li: "I just think you're quite handsome and should become a star."
Lu Jin: "Heh, are you cursing me in your heart again?"
Sang Li: "No, it's just to express my sympathy for you."
Lu Jin: ?
Another door at the end of the corridor was rusty and had a black metal frame.
It's not a laboratory.
It's either an office or a place where confidential equipment or instruments are stored.
Lu Jin nudged the door with his shoulder, and the hinges clicked open with a dull thud. The door slowly opened.
Inside is a closed archive room.
The lights were dim and yellow, and there was a stale, unused atmosphere in the air.
The shelves stretched into the dim light, and the cold light cast extremely long shadows of the file folders.
It resembles the style of archives from World War II, with bare walls bearing signs that read, "Confidential documents, do not disclose, violators will be reported, and a reward will be given for reporting."
Sang Li: "Wow, you guys are really afraid of others finding out about your secrets."
Lu Jin remained silent.
These document bags are not made of ordinary materials, but rather are specially designed containment-grade protective packaging. The outer shell is made of a silver-gray corrosion-resistant alloy, and the surface is engraved with a number, grade, and retrieval time. Each one is equipped with an individual lock, although these cannot stop anyone, only serving a psychological purpose. After all, entering this door is already difficult, and locking so many files would be far too costly.
However, Lu Jin had never seen such a high-level confidential document in all his years of work.
Sang Li looked around and walked to a row of shelves numbered [100-199], running her fingers over the locked file folders.
She said, "You go find mine, I'll go find Chi Du's."
She had no secrets, but she was more curious about what kind of person Chi Du was.
Lu Jin nodded: "Are you sure about his number?"
Sang Liweiton: "I remember, it was BEAM-107."
Lu Jin: "..."
Okay.
Sang Li smiled sheepishly: "Isn't this an apology to you?"
Lu Jin: "I can ask for more."
Sang Li: "Then let's talk outside. It's up to you."
Lu Jin raised an eyebrow: "Follow me? Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"
Sang Li frowned: "What sacrifice? Are you saying that at fifty years old, your body can't actually satisfy any man?"
Lu Jin: "Why am I serving you again? Didn't you apologize?"
Sang Li: "Hmm?"
Lu Jin: "I'm actually fine, I think so."
Sang Li: "Okay."
Seeing her growing impatience, Lu Jin pressed, "Is it that bad?"
Sang Li: "It's great, very comfortable."
"..."
These words, spoken by Sang Li, sounded as emotionless as a positive review for cashback on a shopping app.
Low-expense records.
Sang Li walked down the 100 area, and her finger finally stopped on a silver bag that was slightly thicker than the other file folders.
【BEAM-107】 has been found.
The combination lock unlocked automatically, the metal cover popped open, revealing several neatly arranged pages of documents inside, as well as a thick, transparent, cold-crystal plate sealing the main file.
Sang Li pulled out the top page.
It only had two words written on it: Raven.
Wait, shouldn't we write the human's name as "Ike Watari"?
Did it not have a name yet at this time?
Sang Li suddenly remembered that Chi Du had said that she was the one who brought him life.
Is life, or is it Xiao Sangli's ability?
Sang Li flipped to the back.
[BEAM-107, Abnormal Ability: Teleportation]
Concise and to the point.
That's true.
The rest was all densely packed with experimental records.
[First Experiment: The anomaly was placed in a zero-gravity enclosed chamber in an attempt to induce spatial disturbances. The anomaly's capabilities failed, resulting in failure.]
[Second experiment: Under high pressure, the abnormal body exhibited "displacement afterimages" and vomited blood after being forcibly moved. Treatment was administered successfully, but the body requires 5 days of rest.]
[Third Experiment: Inside the 89-level hyperbaric chamber, a short-distance teleportation was successfully completed. BEAM-107's feathers were torn, the anomaly was unharmed, but its mental state collapsed.]
...
[7th Experiment: Spinal fluid was extracted, the manipulation area was expanded, and the highest recorded teleportation distance was 18 meters, carrying away a target object weighing 0.3 kg. The test subject experienced severe dizziness and mental confusion.]
[Experiment 10: The abnormal subject began to exhibit selective stress responses to "sound." Post-experimental sequelae included refusal to eat, persistent emotional disturbance, and unresponsiveness to external stimuli. A co-existing soothing experiment was conducted with BEAM-107 and BEAM-071. BEAM-071 was used to induce and encourage 107 to participate in the next extreme experiment.]
In other words, at this point, he and Ike Watari had already met.
Furthermore, I myself am also a tool.
To appease?
Yes, her abilities are "love" and "attraction." For these two kinds of emotions, both humans and abnormal beings are willing to risk their lives.
Sang Li's fingers trembled slightly, her fingertips pressed tightly against the page.
She thought of the raven that had been quietly curled up in her arms in the laboratory earlier.
That was probably the last experiment.
Then, he died.
Sang Li felt a soreness in her chest, which then turned into bitterness, forming a sense of emptiness and powerless hatred.
Although, from a biological point of view, I am not human.
But weren't these concepts and rules created by "humans"?
Can individuals enjoy moral and human rights protections, but can abnormal individuals do the same?
Abnormal beings can also have "human-like" forms, and they also have emotions, thoughts, and ethics.
Not all marine organisms are jellyfish-like creatures.
nausea.
disgust.
I'm very unhappy.
But Sang Li soon discovered another very serious problem.
The archives also make no mention of any records of ravens being seen in the 18th century.
But both Lu Jin and Bai Heng had vaguely mentioned this point.
It is said that the raven appeared near the murder site.
So, ravens must have existed long ago?
Why wasn't such important information included?
Why?
Are there two copies of the file?
My heart felt like it was being nailed shut by a cold nail, and I couldn't breathe.
He just stared at that page of the file, his knuckles so white they were almost transparent, and remained motionless.
The surrounding air seemed to be getting colder, as if someone was gradually approaching.
Are you sad?
Suddenly, a voice filled with laughter rang out.
There was a kind of schadenfreude in the sound, as if a feather had gently brushed against the ear when the voice fell.
Gentle, yet eerie.
Like an overly flamboyant, beautiful butterfly.
Sang Li turned around abruptly, her heart skipping a beat.
She knew that voice all too well.
It's Fei Ling.
She was certain.
But the room was empty. The archives were surrounded by neatly arranged filing shelves, and the air was as cold as if it were leaking from a freezer, but there was no one there.
There was nothing there.
"Feiling?" she asked tentatively.
No one responded.
But the next second, she suddenly felt a warmth on the back of her hand.
Hmm!
It felt like being kissed by something soft.
It was tender and had a slightly damp temperature.
Like a puppy.
She gasped and abruptly looked down.
Nobody's here.
look up.
Rose petals fell silently from mid-air, rustling like rain.
One petal, two petals, three petals...
They fluttered and swirled, as if being stripped from a non-existent bouquet by the wind and scattered across the floor.
Gradually.
A figure stood up in the sea of red and black flowers.
He was like a dream, soaked in blood-red rain, emerging from hell.
Her long hair, a mix of red and black, seemed to glow like phosphorescent fire in the light.
That face was androgynous, with slightly upturned lips and a smile as deep as a captivating and fantastical dream.
A smile and expression welled up in his eyes like a tide.
Sang Li gasped and took two steps back.
At this moment, Lu Jin had not yet noticed anything unusual about the place.
He was looking at his own file.
"What are you waiting for?" Fei Ling laughed. "I thought you would be looking forward to meeting me, rather than a stinking human, or even an executioner."
“You…” She didn’t know what to say.
That's incredibly bold.
Lu Jin was not far away.
but.
Fei Ling was still standing in front of her, gently reaching out her hand, her fingertips gliding over her stiff wrist, lifting her hand.
Like an elegant medieval gentleman.
Then, he lowered his head.
He solemnly placed a gentle yet meaningful kiss on the back of her cold hand.
I'm jealous.
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