The aftermath of the explosion has not yet subsided. The billowing smoke is like a ferocious beast, hovering and tumbling over the abandoned factory. The dust is flying wantonly, as if it is shrouding the whole world in chaos.
Li Ming and Lingzi walked awkwardly through the ruins. Their figures looked particularly difficult and exhausted in this dilapidated scene.
Li Ming's originally stiff black suit had now become tattered, with many scratches revealing his shirt with some blood stains inside. Dust was all over his body, and even his originally stern face had become tattered. Covered by dust, only a pair of sharp but tired eyes were exposed.
Big beads of sweat continued to seep out on his forehead, sliding down his cheeks, leaving traces of mud on his face.
His breathing was rapid and heavy, and every breath seemed to be pulling on his tired body, but his clenched fists still showed his perseverance and vigilance that had not dissipated.
Ayako was not much better. Her casual clothes had lost their original appearance. The corners of her clothes were torn, and her hair was messy and stuck to her sweaty cheeks. A few strands of hair were soaked with sweat, making her look a little embarrassed. .
She leaned against the wall, holding her knees with her hands, adjusting her breathing with difficulty, her chest rising and falling violently, as if she was trying to replenish the oxygen she had lost in the life-and-death struggle just now.
"Still alive." Ayako leaned against the wall and struggled to adjust her breathing. Her voice was a little hoarse, with a sense of joy and a trace of uncertainty for the rest of her life. "Is this considered a victory?"
"There is no failure for the time being." Li Ming's tone was calm and cold. He raised his head slightly and looked into the distance through the diffuse smoke and dust, as if he could see through the hidden threat of Freemasonry behind the chaos. "The film company is just a minion of the Freemasons. They lost their experimental equipment, but we also exposed our whereabouts."
Ayako frowned, her eyes full of questions. She straightened up and smoothed the messy hair in front of her forehead with her hands. There was worry and unwillingness in her eyes: "Is the film director really dead? That kind of guy won't give up easily. , he is very likely..."
Before he finished speaking, a familiar sound of footsteps sounded in the distance. The footsteps were particularly abrupt in this silent and ruined environment. Each step seemed to step on the heartstrings of the two people, making them instantly alert. The two of them raised their heads alertly, their gazes shot towards the direction of the sound like lightning, and they saw Yingxue Qianying slowly walking out from behind the ruins.
Her figure still looked so light. Although her white robe was stained with some dust, it did not affect the mysterious and dangerous temperament she exuded. Her waterfall-like silver hair was fluttering gently in the wind, and her fair face had an expression that was half-smile but not a smile, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, as if she had expected the embarrassing appearance of the two people in front of her.
"You run quite fast." She said with a half-smile, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "If I hadn't helped you contain some of the enemies, I'm afraid you would have become experimental materials by now."
Ayako snorted coldly. She stood up straight, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction. She couldn't help but retort: "We almost died in there just now! Is this your 'intelligence'?" Her voice was full of anger and complaint, and her hands were full of anger. He clenched his fists consciously, as if he wanted to find a place to vent his dissatisfaction.
"The information itself is not wrong." Sakura Chikage replied without giving in. She raised her chin slightly and looked directly into Ayako's eyes with a hint of arrogance. "Your problem is that you underestimated the power of the film department, especially the His realm of black mist”
"That's enough!" Li Ming interrupted her coldly. His voice was low and majestic, like the cold wind in winter, with an unmistakable coldness. "Stop arguing. Qianying, give me a reason now. Why should we continue to believe in you?" Li Ming took a step forward, the cold aura on his body became even stronger, and he stared at Ying Xue Qianying closely, as if he wanted to see through the truth of her words in her eyes.
Yingxue Qianying's smile gradually disappeared, and her eyes became serious and cold. There was a complex light shining in her eyes, with determination and a trace of imperceptible helplessness: "Because I know what you need to do next, and you are leaving. Don’t ask for my help.”
"Say it." Li Ming's tone was cold, but he obviously did not completely deny what she said, but his vigilant look remained unabated, with scrutiny in his eyes, waiting for Yingxue Qianying's next words.
Yingxue Qianying took out a neatly folded piece of paper from her arms. The paper seemed to have a different weight in her hands. She spread it out in front of them slowly and solemnly, and the paper made a slight rustling sound, which was particularly clear in the silent atmosphere.
"The Freemasonry also has a secret base deep underground in the suburbs of Tokyo. The laboratory there is the core of their plan and the key clue to your mother's death." Qianying Yingxue's voice was steady, but like a star. The stones thrown into the calm lake instantly set off huge waves in Li Ming's heart.
Li Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and anger instantly ignited in his eyes. His eyes seemed to be spitting out fire. His fists were clenched involuntarily, his knuckles turned white from exertion, and the veins on his arms bulged, as if Angry little snakes. His voice was so low that he seemed to be suppressing anger, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "How do you know this?"
"Because I was there." Yingxue Qianying answered without hesitation. A trace of painful memories flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly covered up by the cold look. "I have seen with my own eyes how they used your mother. As a test subject. Her death was not an accident, it was part of the plan.”
These words were like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into Li Ming's heart. His body trembled slightly, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly with pain and anger. He forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and asked: "You speak too lightly. If you really know everything, why are you telling me now?"
Yingxue Qianying looked directly at him, without any evasion in her eyes. Her eyes were firm and calm, as if telling a helpless story that she had to do: "Because at that time, I was just a controlled experimental subject. Now, I I stand here to end it all.”
The atmosphere became extremely solemn, as if the air had condensed into substance, making it so heavy that people could not breathe. Ayako felt as if there was a layer of murderous intent that could break out at any time between the two of them. She looked at Li Ming uneasily, then at Yingxue Qianying, trying to ease the atmosphere, and asked in a low voice: "Then what should we do next? ?”
Yingxue Qianying put away the map, her movements were crisp and neat, and she carefully put the map back into her arms, as if she was putting away a heavy past. Then, her tone was calm and firm, with determination in her eyes: "The underground base in Tokyo is one of the lifebloods of the Freemasons. If we can destroy it, we will not only weaken their strength, but also get their more core information. Experimental data.”
Li Ming was silent for a moment. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if to temporarily suppress the pain and anger in his heart. Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, the light in his eyes became firm and cold, and nodded slowly: "Okay. But this time, if you play tricks again, I won't let you go."
Yingxue Qianying smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach her eyes, revealing a different kind of coldness: "You are welcome at any time."
Chapter 8: Shadow in Tokyo
The three of them disguised themselves as ordinary passengers and took the Shinkansen to Tokyo. People were coming and going in the carriage, and the whole space was filled with noisy sounds, including the laughter of children and the chatter of passengers, but there was an oppressive silence between Li Ming, Ayako and Yingxue Qianying. Li Ming sat by the window, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, but his mind was not on that at all. What Ying Xue Qianying said kept popping up in his mind, about the death of his mother, about the underground of Tokyo. There are complex emotions in his eyes, including hatred, expectation, and a hint of worry about the unknown. He put his hands on his knees, clenching and unclenching them unconsciously, as if mentally preparing for the upcoming action.
Ayako sat in the middle. She looked at Li Ming and Yingxue Qianying from time to time, her eyes full of worry. She clutched her backpack tightly with both hands, which contained some simple equipment, and her fingers turned white from the exertion. She tried to break the silence and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. In the end, she just sighed helplessly and fell into silence again.
Yingxue Qianying looked very calm. She leaned on the seat and closed her eyes, as if she was resting, but her slightly furrowed brow showed that she was not really relaxed. Her long hair hangs down to one side, swaying gently with the shaking of the train, and a corner of her white clothes is exposed from under her coat. Even though she is dressed like an ordinary passenger, she still exudes a different kind of temperament, which makes people unable to bear it. Stay and take a few more glances.
In the silence along the way, mutual trust became more fragile, as if the silent air was filled with suspicion. Every subtle movement, every casual eye contact, was filled with an unspeakable tension. feel.
After arriving in Tokyo, Sakura Snow Chikage took the two of them to an underground passage called "The Gate of the Deep Sea". This place used to be an abandoned subway station. The surrounding walls are full of mottled traces of time. The walls peeled off, revealing the old bricks and stones inside. The dim lights flickered on and off, as if they were powerlessly resisting the darkness. From time to time, it flashes a few times and makes a sizzling sound of electricity, which makes people feel terrified.
Standing at the entrance of the dim passage, Ayako couldn't help but shudder. She crossed her arms tightly, her body trembled slightly, and her voice had a hint of fear: "This feels like the entrance to hell."
"Almost." Yingxue Qianying whispered, her eyes were cold, and there was a familiarity and disgust with this place in her eyes, "But this is also the only way for you to find the truth."
Li Ming didn't speak, just walked in front silently. His steps were very light, but extremely firm. Every step seemed to be measuring the distance from the truth. It was pitch black in the passage, and the darkness seemed to have substance, as if it was about to devour people. Only a few dim lights on the wall illuminated the road ahead. The lights were dim and weak, and I could barely see the road under my feet, and the surrounding people. Everything is hidden in darkness, as if unknown dangers may emerge at any time.
"Watch your steps." Yingxue Qianying reminded, her voice was very low, but it was clearly audible in this silent passage, "This passage is equipped with traps, and the alarm will be triggered if you are not careful."
Sure enough, not far away, Li Ming noticed that some of the tiles on the ground were slightly different in color. Those dark tiles look particularly dark under the dim light. They are slightly different from the surrounding tiles. It is easy to ignore them without looking carefully. Li Ming's eyes suddenly became sharp. He stopped and quickly avoided it. At the same time, he lowered his voice and reminded Ayako behind him in a quick but clear tone: "Don't step on those dark tiles."
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Ayako nodded quickly. She followed Li Ming closely, her eyes fixed on the ground, and she took every step with extreme caution, as if she was stepping on not tiles, but bombs that could explode at any time. Her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, her breathing became rapid, and nervousness permeated her whole body.
After walking for nearly twenty minutes, they finally came to a heavy metal door. The door was two people tall, and its metal surface had a cold sheen, giving it an extremely thick and indestructible feeling. A complex fingerprint recognition device is installed on the door. The device flashes with a faint blue light, and various circuits and chips are intricately connected together. It is obviously to prevent outsiders from breaking in, giving off a sense of high-tech mystery and strictness.
"Let me do it." Yingxue Qianying took out a small device from her arms. The device was exquisite and compact, but it also had a high-tech feel. She connected to the fingerprint reader deftly, her fingers working quickly on the device, her eyes focused and calm, as if she was performing a delicate operation. A few seconds later, the fingerprint lock made a soft "tick" sound. The sound was particularly abrupt in this silent environment. Then, the metal door slowly opened, making a dull creaking sound, like a sleeping giant. Generally awakened.
Behind the door is a huge laboratory, with white lights illuminating the entire space. The lights are a bit dazzling, making it difficult for people to adapt to it for a while. Dozens of researchers in white lab coats are busy. Their figures shuttle between various instruments. Some are operating computers, and some are observing data in glass containers. Everyone has a focused look on their face. His expression seemed to be completely immersed in his own experimental world, and he was completely unaware of everything around him.
There are experimental subjects of different shapes floating in the glass container. Some of the bodies of those experimental subjects are twisted and deformed, with their limbs stretched at weird angles; some have skin covered with strange lines, as if something is crawling under the skin. Others' facial features are blurred, with only a pair of empty eyes, revealing a kind of eerie silence that makes people shudder.
"These are the experimental subjects of the 'God Gene'." Yingxue Qianying whispered, with a hint of complexity in her tone, including pity for these experimental subjects and resentment for the actions of the Freemasons. "They have not yet Fully formed, but already close to success.”
"It's too scary." Ayako covered her mouth and resisted the turbulence in her stomach. Her face became a little pale, and her eyes were full of fear and intolerance. "These experimental subjects...are they really human?" < br>
"No." Yingxue Qianying replied indifferently, her eyes became extremely cold, as if she was looking at a pile of inanimate objects, "They are just tools, no different from those transforming extraordinary beings you met."< br>
"What are we going to do?" Li Ming's voice was low, but his eyes were already burning with anger, and that anger seemed to burn away all the sins in front of him.
Yingxue Qianying handed him a data transmission device in her hand. The device was not big, but it carried an important mission. She looked at Li Ming with a hint of solemnity in her eyes: "Connect to the main server and copy all the data. Then, I will start the laboratory's self-destruct program."
"If you do this, you will be exposed." Li Ming looked at her, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes. There was surprise at her decision, and there was also a hint of touch hidden in his heart.
A sneer rose from the corner of Yingxue Qianying's lips: "So what if you are exposed? All this will end sooner or later." There was a kind of determination in her tone, as if she had put life and death aside, and she only wanted to destroy the source of evil.
Just as they were preparing to take action, the alarm in the laboratory suddenly sounded. The harsh sound instantly broke the original busyness and silence of the laboratory. Red warning lights flashed in every corner, dyeing the entire space a dazzling red. .
A man wearing a black combat uniform rushed in with a large number of guards. He had a cold look on his face and disdain and murderous intent in his eyes. He said coldly: "Li Ming, Qianying, you are welcome to come. To my territory ”
"It's you again!" Li Ming snorted coldly. His body tensed up instantly, and he assumed a fighting posture. His feet were slightly apart, his knees were slightly bent, his hands were clenched in front of him, and his eyes were staring at the opponent like lightning. His momentum suddenly rose, like a cheetah about to attack.
"I didn't expect that the failure of the film department made you bolder." The man slowly pulled out the weapon from his waist. The weapon shone with an icy cold light under the light, revealing a fatal danger. "But this time, don't think about it again. Escape.”
"Stop talking nonsense!" Li Ming shouted. (End of chapter)