Chapter 150: Your Doomsday Has Arrived (33)

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Jiang Xunchu saw Ling Qiong as soon as he stepped outside.

Seeing him come out, the little girl immediately beamed brightly. "Done?"

Jiang Xunchu nodded. "Yes."

He furrowed his brows slightly and glanced back into the room. Why did the earlier conversation feel somewhat disjointed to him?

Ling Qiong followed his gaze.

The door was slowly closing, but the interior was still somewhat visible.

The smile on the little girl's face dimmed a bit. Before the door shut completely, she grabbed Jiang Xunchu’s hand. "Brother, I’m hungry. Let’s go eat something."

The odd feeling in Jiang Xunchu’s mind was softened by her gentle voice. "What do you want to eat?"

"So many things," Ling Qiong said with a smile. "Like you, for example."

"...Don’t joke."

"Okay. When I came in, I saw a restaurant still open. Let’s go there."

"Those kinds of places in the base require points."

If the base was considered a city, then this area was the wealthy district.

So having one or two restaurants wasn’t unusual.

Ling Qiong’s eyes sparkled with a smile. "Just ask them for points. You’re an honored guest; they won’t be stingy over something like that."

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

...

The reception room.

The man with glasses closed his notebook. The side door opened, and a man in a white coat came out.

The man with glasses stood up. "Professor, Jiang Xunchu isn’t an ordinary person. To get anything out of him, we’ll need time."

"But..."

The man in the white coat was somewhat impatient, no longer displaying kindness toward Jiang Xunchu.

"But what?"

"But I feel he might have sensed something," said the man with glasses.

"Then we can’t question him?"

"Not exactly, it just requires more time."

"We don’t have that kind of time now!" The man in the white coat appeared agitated. "We must get answers quickly."

"Professor, this..." The man with glasses hesitated, then said, "If we use drugs, it might be easier."

The man in white said immediately, "Then use them."

The man with glasses cautioned, "Professor, using drugs will have side effects."

"I just want to know where what I want is!" the man in white snapped.

The man with glasses said, "We’ll have to bring Jiang Xunchu again and find a way to administer the drug."

"I’ll handle that. Are you sure it will work this time?"

"Ninety percent sure."

"Fine, I’ll arrange it. When he arrives, I’ll call you. Prepare yourself."

"Understood."

...

Ling Qiong really did get some points. As she said, Jiang Xunchu’s modest requests were mostly accommodated.

However, the food in the restaurant was unappetizing.

In the end, Ling Qiong decided to go back and eat instant noodles.

While Ling Qiong slurped her noodles, Jiang Xunchu went out for a moment and returned holding a box.

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Jiang Xunchu placed the box in front of her.

Ling Qiong, mouthful of noodles, looked up at him, slurped the last strand in.

"What’s this?"

"A gift."

"A gift? For me?" Could she be catching on?!

"Yeah."

Ling Qiong’s eyes lit up. She pushed aside the instant noodles and pulled the box closer.

The box was clean and new, tied with a ribbon.

Ling Qiong smiled softly, happily untied the ribbon, and opened the box.

Inside was a light blue little dress.

Ling Qiong lifted the dress out. It wasn’t exaggerated but a bit more elegant than an ordinary dress.

"Do you like it?"

Ling Qiong nodded. "I do."

Who wouldn’t like a pretty little dress?

Raising a child had its rewards.

"Good." Jiang Xunchu exhaled, relieved she liked it.

He had asked Mu Chen earlier to help get it.

Mu Chen had come back today and had it delivered.

As for why he wanted to give it to her...

He didn’t know, he just wanted to.

If she liked it, he wanted to give it to her.

Ling Qiong went to change.

The dress reached just to her knees and was covered with a layer of tulle. Her skin was fair, and no matter what color she wore, it suited her perfectly, like it was made just for her.

"Thank you."

"As long as you like it."

Suddenly, Ling Qiong stepped up close. Jiang Xunchu retreated, but his heel bumped the table; there was nowhere left to go.

Ling Qiong placed her hand on the table behind him, leaning in with a half-circle movement.

"Brother, I like it better when you take it off for me."

"..."

Jiang Xunchu felt the little girl was a bit too forward with her words.

Didn’t she feel embarrassed?

...Obviously not.

She was so natural and casual about it, as if she were just commenting on how good the instant noodles tasted today.

Jiang Xunchu pushed her away. "Don’t talk like that anymore."

"What did I say?"

"Don’t say nonsense."

"Don’t tell me what I can’t say..." Ling Qiong tilted her head. "Then what authority do you have to tell me what I can’t say, brother?"

"..."

Jiang Xunchu felt as if there were traps everywhere ahead, and no matter where he stepped, he would fall in.

He decided to keep silent and headed upstairs.

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Ling Qiong chuckled softly, sat back down, and finished her instant noodles.

...

At night, the base’s main streets had streetlights, but they flickered sporadically.

Everywhere else was plunged in darkness.

The patrol team marched along the street, their footsteps orderly and somewhat jarring in the quiet night.

In a certain room.

The person lying on the bed waved her arms as if trying to ward something off.

"It’s not me, it’s not me, don’t come over..."

She murmured under her breath, eyes tightly shut, her face full of terror.

The footsteps outside grew closer, as if the patrol had reached the building’s exterior.

The person on the bed struggled harder, her voice rising.

"Don’t come near, I don’t want to, I didn’t mean it..."

"I know I was wrong, don’t come over, don’t come over!!"

"Ah!"

With a scream, she sprang upright from the bed.

Cold sweat slid down her spine. Though the room was stifling, she felt nothing but chilling dampness.

Lin Miaoru clutched her head, nervously scanning the room.

The patrol footsteps faded into the distance, finally falling silent.

Lin Miaoru felt colder still. She hugged her arms tightly, trembling.

That dream had been too vivid...

"Lin Miaoru..."

A faint voice echoed from somewhere.

It seemed to come from the left, then the right, then from all directions.

"Lin Miaoru..."

"Lin Miaoru..."

"Why did you kill me? Why did you want to kill me..."

Lin Miaoru shivered violently, burying her head in her knees as the voice filled her ears.

Why kill her...

Why...

Suddenly, Lin Miaoru grabbed a pillow and threw it into the void. She stood up, tore open her throat and shouted:

"I fucking hate you! Hate you!!"

"What are you, who do you think you are standing beside Chen Ge, huh?"

"Lin Miaoru..."

Lin Miaoru shouted back, "You’re already dead. Do you think I’m afraid of you?"

Perhaps the courage came from her own loud voice. Fixing her gaze on the door, she stepped down barefoot and flung the door open with a swift motion.

"I’m not afraid of you!"

The moment the words left her mouth, a bloodied face suddenly appeared in her sight.

The courage she had just gathered shattered instantly.

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