She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 329 I made him angry first
Snow, a rare occurrence in Huaicheng, began to fall at the beginning of the Lunar New Year.

Wen Lin stepped out of the car in his leather boots, snowflakes gently falling on his head, shoulders, and nose.

He looked up at the gray sky.

That's the kind of weather I remember, the first laboratory after the Delson explosion, covered in dust and snow.

The high-tech, special metal laboratory, even after the explosion, still exuded a cold, indifferent gray hue, as if indifferent to life. Wen Lin stood in the open space, surrounded by medical or laboratory personnel rushing by, their local dialect a cacophony of indifferent pronouncements of words like "destroy."

He had come as a colleague to assist with the evacuation, but after looking around and scoffing at Delson's unrealistic ambitions and lack of practical skills, he lost interest and prepared to return.

Amidst the lifeless ruins and ashes, my gaze caught a faint sound of breathing from a corner.

There are still survivors?

He took a few steps in that direction, lifted the iron frame that was blocking half of his view, and snowflakes began to fall softly.

It's hard to describe what that feeling was like.

Among countless fragments of past memories, a similar scene was finally found.

The beasts that fight to the end in the arena are usually extremely aggressive and savage, unleashing extraordinary abilities unlike any other in specific situations. Some of them are on the verge of death when their vitality reaches its limit, while others maintain a high level of fighting spirit until their last breath.

The Shen Manzhi that Wen Lin met at that time belonged to the latter category.

The sole survivor among the experimental subjects, his body stained with blood, curled up like a bowstring poised to be drawn, numb and indifferent, ready to attack indiscriminately.

If it weren't for the sedative injected remotely into her neck, Wen Lin really wouldn't have been able to save her.

Ten Grains raised her hand and nudged him. "Boss?"

When I came to my senses, I was shocked to realize that I was in China.

Wen Lin lowered his eyes, turned to the side, and handed his hand to the person behind him, "Be careful, the ground is slippery."

The sky in the depths of winter is always gloomy, making the hospital corridors seem even more deserted.

Shen Ci gently closed the door and heard the sound of hurried footsteps overlapping behind him.

"How are you doing?"

He shrugged helplessly. "He was brought here unconscious last night. He was disoriented in the middle of the night, and we had to give him two sedatives to calm him down."

Two injections?

That would only mean being forced to suppress it.

Shili gasped softly, her face full of heartache, then quickly shut her mouth.

Wen Lin didn't look too good either.

Shen Ci sighed, "He should wake up tonight, then I'll scold him."

Shili tilted her head and looked at the person next to her.

Wen Lin took a few steps closer to the door and saw the person lying on the hospital bed through the viewing window.

Pale and bloodless.

"Mr. Wen?"

Baihu, carrying a luggage bag, looked at the group of people outside the ward with surprise, especially Wen Lin and Shili, who should have been on the other side of the ocean.

"This is what you are doing?"

"Wait for me to start cursing."

Baihu choked, noticing Boss Wen's somber expression, and glanced at Shen Ci, whose expression was indifferent.

It's understandable. Everyone present knows Shen Manzhi's physical condition. She's still in the recovery period and her condition is unstable, yet she's still risking her life like this. She deserves to be scolded.

He coughed twice. "The situation wasn't that serious at the time, and at least she knew to seek medical attention, so she told me to bring her here quickly..."

Seeing that the crowd's mood hadn't improved, he said awkwardly, "Then you guys should be gentle with your scolding later."

A moment of silence followed, each lost in their own thoughts. White Tiger sighed inwardly, "Who can I talk to? I've got such a troublesome ancestor!"

Shili frowned, beckoned Wen Lin's hand, and whispered, "Why are you swearing? Let's solve the problem first."

Wen Lin squeezed her hand in response, then turned his head slightly to look at Bai Hu, "Let's talk."

The two walked to the end of the corridor on the other side, and Baihu took out a laminated document from his bag. "Take a look at this first."

Wen Lin glanced at him suspiciously, took the document and began to read it. His already gloomy face turned ashen as he read the back: "A case of a mentally ill person biting someone... The victim's wounds are infected, and the body is stiffening... stiffening?"

Baihu pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "This is just Huaicheng. After my investigation, I found that at least three other cities have experienced similar cases in the past two days. The severity of the victims' conditions varies, but the case in Huaicheng is more serious."

Wen Lin leaned against the wall and fell silent, a rare occurrence for him.

Shen Manzhi had told him this when she was recuperating in the Dominican Republic.

"Has this happened in Huaicheng before?"

Baihu nodded, "Yes, but the person ran away."

"She told me...it looks a lot like a mutation in an experimental subject."

After Wen Lin finished speaking, he looked at Bai Hu.

They both deeply understood what this meant.

These so-called "mental illnesses" are too similar to the symptoms of experimental live-animal mutations, and so many cases have occurred in a row...

Wen Lin looked at the dense black writing on the white paper, "But these are not even as good as the failed products."

Mutations in experimental subjects are collectively referred to as failed products. Although their behavior and consciousness are poorly controllable, their danger and aggression are far greater than those of the former.

"Is someone developing a similar drug?"

Wen Lin handed him the document, frowned and shook his head, "But there's no need to release these people, create panic, and attract the police's attention."

"What if... I mean, what if their goal isn't a social event?"

Wen Lin suddenly looked up.

Delson Labs has confirmed the loss of experimental subjects, and these "psychotic subjects" are suspected of being controlled by someone. According to his and Shen Manzhi's previous analysis, if someone controls such a highly harmful group, then what they want most is... a perfect experimental subject with independent consciousness, Shen Manzhi.

Thinking of this, anger flashed between his brows. "Was she there last night?"

The white tiger lowered its eyes.

Wen Lin looked at him expressionlessly, "If you keep it from her, who will be responsible for her safety? You?"

Baihu's tense body relaxed for a moment, and he sighed silently, "When I told her, she was already on her way to the police station. She must have been watched when she appeared near the police station."

Wen Lin pondered for a moment, then looked up. "She wants to confirm whether that person is a mutant?"

The white tiger remained silent.

"Have you caught anyone?"

"No, but I checked the recent entry and employment information on the internal network. A month ago, there was indeed a transaction, which was even pinpointed to Huaicheng."

Wen Lin understood completely.

The incident of a mentally ill person attacking others was too bizarre, which is why Shen Manzhi risked her life to investigate it. If there were indeed any living experimental subjects who escaped after the explosion at Delson Laboratory three years ago, then someone behind the scenes must have controlled them and developed the same drugs or blood infections to create the biting incidents.

Unfortunately, this incident first occurred in Huaicheng, and after it subsided for a while, it happened again within a month of Shen Manzhi's return to Huaicheng. And it was under these circumstances that she was trapped and surrounded.

As it turns out, they came for Shen Manzhi.

Wen Lin was completely at a loss with this person. His tone became much calmer, and his hand, which was resting on the windowsill, trembled slightly as he lowered his eyes.

"She knew there was danger, but she still insisted on coming back."

They had discussed it so many times before, and Shen Manzhi was such a cautious person. Moreover, she was followed by all sorts of people as soon as she returned to the country. It was impossible for her not to have guessed that this was a setup for her.

Not only did she guess it, but she also went there empty-handed. What Wen Lin didn't know was that yesterday afternoon she had provocatively led people astray and started a fight to vent her anger. Otherwise, why would so many professional thugs have come?

A message came through on Shen Ci's phone, saying that the person had woken up.

Baihu watched as Wen Lin turned to leave and quickly called out, "Boss Wen!"

Wen Lin was indeed in a bad mood. "Speak."

"Please don't scold her." "..."

Does he look that fierce?

Shili stood guard at the ward door and saw Wen Lin return looking cold. She stepped forward with concern and said, "Dr. Shen said that Sister Manzhi needs to rest. Don't get angry at her."

Wen Lin's lips were pressed into a straight line; there was no going back to that image.

Shen Manzhi's injuries weren't actually that serious... compared to before, of course.

She had just been injured in the abdomen last night, which is why she was at a disadvantage in the fight in the latter half of the night. It was only with the power she unleashed at the end that she gained an absolute advantage.

He wasn't seriously injured, but his mental energy was greatly depleted, and he couldn't control his willpower, leaving him with nothing but savage violence, turning him into a beast that only needed tranquilizers to suppress.

And now, she seems like a fragile little tiger.

Pale and haggard, she huddled in bed, lost in thought.

When she saw someone come in, she looked at them intently.

Wen Lin fell silent for a moment.

If he were to criticize her even after all that, that would be terrible.

So they changed the subject, "What about that guy surnamed Qin?"

Shen Manzhi blinked a beat late, "He has a name."

"..." Wen Lin was speechless and nodded, "He didn't even come to see you after you were injured like this?"

Shen Manzhi looked away.

Wen Lin laughed, trying to remain calm, "I won't say anything else, but who was saying he was very important just a couple of days ago, and now we can't even see him? Is this how you two date?"

"I made him angry first."

"..."

He was somewhat dumbfounded. "What kind of anger could last so long? He didn't contact you at all while you were unconscious for a whole day?"

Shen Manzhi shrank her chin a little deeper into the blanket, remembering the phone call Qin Yanfeng made during the fight last night. Before she could even touch it, her phone was snatched and smashed to pieces on the ground.

Before Qin Yanfeng left, he told her to go home and wait for him.

She not only didn't answer the phone, but also didn't go home, and she disappeared for a whole day.

Seeing her expression, Wen Lin unconsciously lowered his voice, "Does he know about this?"

"do not know."

Wen Lin was too lazy to ask her about this, since he already knew most of what had happened from Bai Hu.

"Shili and I plan to stay here for a few days. I brought the medicine that Delson got, and I also got the tests done."

Shen Manzhi watched him walk to the door, "Wen Lin."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

Wen Lin was stunned for a moment, his heart stirred, but he pretended to be calm and said, "Get some rest."

Shili followed him when she saw him come out, "How is Sister Manzhi?"

Wen Lin patted her head. "You seem to be doing alright."

There were no fatal injuries, but his body was much weaker due to the violence.

"Did she agree to go back with us?"

Wen Lin originally intended to scold Shen Manzhi and then send her back to Dominia, but he held back when he saw her like that.

He took Shili's hand and led her outside, saying, "Give her some time."

When Baihu went in, Shen Manzhi was still in a daze.

He took a new phone out of his bag and handed it over. "That phone was broken, but I kept the SIM card. If you have a backup of the data, you can sync it. If not, I'll take it back to get it repaired."

"Need not."

Shen Manzhi picked up her phone and downloaded WeChat first.

Taking the opportunity, Baihu recounted what had happened the previous night, and also repeated what he had told Boss Wen.

“I think I saw Mr. Qin last night.”

Shen Manzhi had already synchronized the data back to the cloud, and several red dots popped up in WeChat messages.

She saw the message Qin Yanfeng sent late at night.

【On business trip.】

Two cold words.

"Hmm?" She looked up. "Where?"

Baihu hesitated for a moment, "At the police station entrance, right in the convoy of black cars transporting the suspect, Joey later invited him in alone. It seems Mr. Qin was there at the time."

Shen Manzhi focused her attention. Qin Yanfeng said he had an urgent matter to attend to and had to go out. Before her view was blocked in the noodle shop, she saw the person getting out of the car. Was it Qin Yanfeng?

"I'll go buy some food first; you haven't eaten all day."

She came to her senses and said, "Let's settle Wen Lin and Shi Li first."

Baihu responded and said before leaving, "I've arranged for people to guard outside, so you can rest assured."

The ward fell silent again. Shen Manzhi stared at the two words "business trip" that Qin Yanfeng had replied to, and rubbed her slightly sore eyes.

She was still angry.

He was furious.

Shen Manzhi clicked on his profile picture, and the handsome Zhizhi from before had been transformed into a little lamb holding flowers.

Why does this look so familiar?

She scrolled through the phone book, unconsciously typing in phone numbers, and halfway through, she remembered the little lamb holding a flower.

On the day of their date, she was playing with a shooting doll when she turned around and shoved it into Qin Yanfeng's arms.

Dial and wait for the call to be answered.

Shen Manzhi rested her hand on her head, patiently watching the timer for the call to be answered.

Until it becomes a call.

Her mental strength was still weak, and her tone became somewhat soft, "Are you busy?"

The other party remained silent for a long time.

"last night……"

"Excuse me, Ms. Shen."

She fell silent for a moment.

The voice on the other end was a woman's, her tone steady, with a hint of sexiness beneath her indifference.

"Mr. Qin is busy right now."

Shen Manzhi's eyes gradually softened. "What were you doing with his phone?"

The woman opposite seemed to smile. "His phone just happens to be with me. What, is Miss Shen being so strict?"

"All I know is that normal people don't touch other people's phones casually."

She hung up the phone with a cold expression.

He stared at the ceiling for a while before slowly opening the chat window.

Okay, I'm going back to the Dominican Republic for my follow-up appointment.

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