PFC Chapter 200: The Tyrant's Plan?
Chapter 200: The Tyrant's Plan?
Seeing that her complexion had turned pale, Zeng Yichen asked with concern, "Are you... alright?"
Ji Ran was taken aback, realizing that she might have overreacted. She adjusted her breathing and changed the subject, saying, "Once you and Zeng Nian have confirmed the time, call me."
Zeng Yichen paused for a second, "...Okay...I'll keep an eye on that ring."
Upon hearing this, Ji Ran looked at Zeng Yichen properly for the first time and said seriously, "Thank you."
Zeng Yichen was surprised again. He nodded heavily and then stood up: "Then I'll be going now."
He thought she needed her own space to read the file, but more fundamentally, he couldn't face the sins committed by the man he shared blood with.
Ji Ran nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Zeng Yichen turned and left. But as he reached the door, he suddenly turned back and said, "Remember to hide that evidence well. According to my brother, it would be best to hand it over to Chief Luo directly."
Ji Ran looked at the file folder in her hand, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Her hand trembled slightly, a result of her efforts to control herself for a long time.
"I understand," she replied, seemingly nonchalantly.
Having received a reply, Zeng Yichen pushed open the door, went out, and closed it behind him.
The air became completely still.
Ji Ran looked at the file folder in her hand, and could only hear her heart beating faster and faster.
She circled the sealing line again and again, but stopped when she got to the last circle.
Her fingers were trembling uncontrollably. She let out a heavy breath, struggling internally, and finally, exhausted, she lowered her head.
She never imagined that the most sordid evidence would come into her hands so easily and in such a way.
It was only then that she realized she had never thought that, in this moment, she wouldn't have the courage to face it.
How could she face the process of her beloved being tortured to death?
"Ranran." A deep and familiar voice sounded in my ear.
Ji Ran was startled. As she looked up, she frantically tried to hide the things behind her back.
"If you don't want to watch, then don't," Qi Mu said softly, gently patting her head.
Upon hearing this, Ji Ran understood that he already knew what the bag contained, and a strong feeling of heartache welled up inside him.
She didn't want to watch, but how could she not watch?
Firstly, since this is something that needs to be decided by the leader, she must review it herself first. Even though she has begun to trust Zeng Yichen, she does not trust Zeng Yan, and it is hard to guarantee that the other party may have set some traps.
Secondly, if the ring robbery fails, at least we might be able to find out where the rest of Qi Mu went... from this.
She shook her head, took out the file folder behind her, went around the last sealing line, and reached in to touch the thick stack of papers.
She paused again at that moment, meeting those dark red eyes.
The pain must have been unimaginable, to the point that even his memories were erased.
Can he bear the truth?
Can he bear such a truth?
He simply nodded calmly.
Having been dead for twenty years and adrift in chaos, he naturally wanted to retrieve his long-buried memories.
Seeing this, Ji Ran took a deep breath and took out the whole stack of papers.
The cover has four large characters.
"Tyrant... plan?"
Ji Ran read it aloud in confusion, "What a strange name for the plan."
Qi Mu frowned slightly, but still couldn't recall anything.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Ran opened the document and read the detailed plan.
Just as she had guessed, a large number of viruses capable of modifying human genes, such as T-viruses, C-viruses, and LAS viruses, were implanted into experimental subjects to superhumanize the human body in an anti-human way.
However, injecting such a large amount of superantigen toxin at once will inevitably lead to an overreaction of the human immune system.
The receptor will inevitably be torn beyond its physiological limits and is extremely prone to death.
Even if the recipient survives by continuously using adrenaline injections and other life-saving methods, they will inevitably become a monster that is completely inhuman.
Is this... what Qi Mu went through?
Upon seeing this, Ji Ran took a deep breath, attempting to regulate his breathing, which was disordered due to the immense shock.
Qi Mu wasn't quite familiar with these chemical names, but seeing the girl beside him looking so suffocated, he could roughly understand what these things were. He silently reached out and patted her back.
Ji Ran shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
She quickly skimmed through the planning section and soon flipped to the section on practical records.
The first page featured a face she knew all too well.
That's a photo of Qi Mu.
Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears again. She could see him every day, but the man in the photo was alive, a living being.
Qi Mu's attention was completely drawn to the girl's reddened eyes, rather than to his own photo.
"Stop looking at Ranran," he advised.
Ji Ran bit her lower lip, struggled internally for a while, and finally closed the file without turning the page again.
The preceding part is already irrefutable evidence; there is no need to confirm the rest.
In addition, she simply didn't have the courage to continue watching the record of Qi Mu, who still had a vibrant life force, being slowly tortured to death.
She stuffed the document back into the file bag, sealed it with thread, and then got up and locked the file bag directly into her desk.
If you want to hide somewhere, there's no safer place than Kyoto University's laboratory building.
However, this thing can only be given directly to the leader. Below the leader, there are Zeng Nian's people, and no one can be trusted.
But at least, that will have to wait until she gets the ring and the experiment can proceed to the next stage safely.
“Let’s go home,” she said casually.
Qi Mu was pleased to see that she listened to his advice, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Mm."
*
Zeng Yichen returned home, even though he didn't want to come back at all.
When passing by the greenhouse garden.
"Yichen." Zeng Nian, who was pruning branches in the garden, called out to him.
Zeng Yichen froze instantly. The voice that had once warmed his heart and made him feel loving now sounded like a demon begging for his life.
He adjusted his expression, turned around and walked over, "Dad."
"Where did you go? Why are you back so late?" Zeng Nian asked.
Zeng Yichen tensed up for two seconds before quickly saying, "I'm going to find Ji Baobei."
"Oh?" Zeng Nian thought the answer was reasonable, so he continued, "So? Did you mention to her that she wanted to come to our house as a guest?"
Looking at Zeng Nian, who had just been like the King of Hell, wanting to take his elder brother's life, he now pretended to be kind and loving, but beneath that kindness lay a full of scheming.
Previously, he had taken this hypocrisy as the best kind of family affection in the world, but Zeng Yichen felt his stomach begin to churn violently.
“I mentioned it, and she agreed to come, saying you can decide the time.”
Zeng Yichen suppressed his nausea and tried to calm himself down as much as possible.
But it's clear that he's not skilled enough.
"Professor Ji agreed to come as a guest, why aren't you very enthusiastic?" Zeng Nian asked with a hint of doubt in his eyes.