Courtyard House: My Long and Hard Body Makes Me Play with All the Women in the Courtyard

[B7-003, 6 days after being declared brain dead, pupillary light reflex has returned. Note: Do not awaken the patient; continue data collection.]

“Oh my god…” Xiaoyin murmured, “They’re not dead…they’ve been awake all along…they just can’t move…can’t speak…”

“It’s like being trapped in a glass coffin.” Lin Wan’s voice turned cold. “Listening to yourself being declared dead, listening to your loved ones cry, listening to doctors discussing how to cut open your skull to study your neural discharge patterns. Eight years… seventeen people, every single one of them, were deceived.”

Su Ting suddenly coughed violently, and his body went limp.

"Dad!" Su Nian hurriedly supported him. "Hang in there! We'll call an ambulance right away!"

"Don't call the hospital," Lin Wan said immediately. "The third-largest ambulance system in the north of the city is directly connected to the hospital director's office. If you call 120 now, the person who comes won't be a doctor, but Chen Mingyuan's men."

Xiaoyin gritted her teeth: "What should we do? Uncle Su just woke up, and his temperature is only 34 degrees Celsius! If we don't keep him warm, something bad will happen!"

“Three blocks east, there’s a recycling station.” Lin Wan spoke faster. “There’s a green pickup truck parked outside, the key is under the right front wheel. Inside, there’s a heater, blankets, a first-aid kit, and a letter—to my mother’s old colleague. He’s a retired forensic doctor from the provincial criminal investigation team, and he participated in the first hypothermic resuscitation experiment twenty years ago. He’ll help you settle Su Ting and will also get the truth to higher levels.”

Su Nian's eyes were red: "And what about you? Are you still down there?"

"Me?" Lin Wan chuckled softly. "I have to accompany Dean Chen to settle the score from back then, one by one. Didn't he say that my mother was just one step away from waking up? I want to know, what exactly is that 'last step'?"

Chapter 1329 You've Already Won

Suddenly, footsteps came through the walkie-talkie, orderly and heavy, approaching from afar.

"They're here." Lin Wan's voice tightened. "Security team, joint police task force, and... the men in black suits, they should be the emergency response team from the Municipal Health Commission. Tsk, quite a commotion. It seems Chen Mingyuan has more than one hospital behind him."

"Lin Wan, run!" Xiao Yin shouted, "Forget about the truth! You've already won!"

“Win?” She chuckled. “I lost for the first time when I was five years old and was pushed into the freezer. My mother died, and I ran away. But now—I’m standing in the light, and I don’t want to hide anymore.”

Footsteps approached, and a loud crash came through the walkie-talkie as a metal door was kicked open.

"Hey," Lin Wan suddenly said softly, "Su Nian, do you remember the story your dad told you when you were little, the night you had a fever?"

Su Nian was taken aback: "What story?"

He said that when the snow falls, it's the heavens releasing paper cranes. Each snowflake carries an unfinished message. When the snow stops, the message is delivered.

The wind brushed her cheeks, and as she gazed at the broken window on the fifth floor, tears streamed down her face.

"I heard you," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "Dad, I heard what you said."

“So now—” Lin Wan’s voice came through the radio waves, clear and calm, “it’s my turn to speak.”

A soft click suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, like the sound of handcuffs being fastened.

Then came Lin Wan's voice, tinged with laughter:

"Dean Chen, stop struggling. You say science requires sacrifice? Fine—this time, it's your turn."

After a brief silence, she spoke again, her voice as soft as a falling snowflake:

"Hello? Can you hear me? I'll make you pay for this bowl of noodles sooner or later."

Snowflakes, whipped by the cold wind, stung their faces. Su Nian, holding Su Ting, squatted under the tin eaves of the scrap metal recycling station, her fingers frozen purple, yet still clutching the walkie-talkie tightly. Xiao Yin knelt on the ground, rummaging through the supplies in the pickup truck, finally pulling out a crumpled blanket, which she tremblingly covered Su Ting with.

"His temperature is still dropping..." Xiaoyin gritted her teeth, "Where's the first aid kit Lin Wan mentioned? Hurry! Hurry!"

"Here it is!" She suddenly pulled a metal box from under the passenger seat, opened it, and inside were neatly stacked syringes, heating pads, a heart rate monitor—and even a bottle of liquid labeled "Type B plasma, for emergency resuscitation."

Su Nian's eyes widened: "This is... specially supplied equipment for the hospital? Where did she get it?"

“She’s been preparing for this for a long time.” Xiaoyin said, choking back tears as she tore off a heating patch and placed it on Su Ting’s neck. “She’s been preparing since the day her mother died.”

A static crackled through the walkie-talkie, then Lin Wan's voice came through again, lower and hoarser than before, as if she were injured:

"Apply three heating patches, not too many. Inject the blood plasma only after your body temperature has risen to 35 degrees Celsius. Place the letter under the driver's seat; the envelope has a red border, so don't take the wrong one."

"Are you hurt?" Su Nian asked anxiously, tears welling up again. "Chen Mingyuan, he..."

"Just a scrape." Lin Wan chuckled, her voice tinged with blood. "He fired a shot, but I was half a second faster. His wrist is broken now, and the pistol is in my pocket. And—"

She paused, and her tone suddenly turned cold.

"His deputy just opened the door at the very back of section B7. You know what? There's a separate freezer there, labeled—M-01."

"M?" Xiaoyin was shocked. "Not the B series? Then it's..."

“M, it could be the ‘mother’,” Lin Wan said in a low voice. “It could also be… my mother’s real designation. She wasn’t B-01; she was an ‘experiment’ transferred from the M series to Zone B. Chen Mingyuan has been keeping this a secret.”

Chapter 1330 Dying on the Operating Table

Su Nian looked up abruptly, as if struck by lightning: "Your mother... she didn't die on the operating table? She was resealed?!"

“I don’t know.” Lin Wan’s voice trembled slightly. “But I guess she was never really dead. She was just… hidden away. Just like Su Ting, just like those seventeen people. Except, she was more important than anyone else—because she successfully awakened the cryogenic neural circuit, but… Chen Mingyuan didn’t dare to let her wake up.”

"Why?!" Xiaoyin roared, "What will happen when she wakes up?!"

“Because she will expose everything,” Lin Wan said slowly. “She knows what the ‘final step’ is. As for Chen Mingyuan… he’s not afraid of failure, he’s afraid of success.”

The walkie-talkie made a metallic dragging sound, followed by the soft thud of water dripping, like water seeping into the basement.

“I’m in,” Lin Wan said softly. “The door to room M-01 is sealed with six electromagnetic locks, and there’s triple verification of fingerprint, iris, and voiceprint… But do you know what? When the system recognized me, it only scanned my iris—and that was it.”

"What?!" Xiaoyin exclaimed in shock, "Your iris... is the same as your mother's?"

“No.” Lin Wan laughed, a laugh tinged with a mad, sorrowful quality. “It’s my iris, matching the ‘mother sample.’ The system assumes I’m a continuation of ‘M.’ In other words… I’m not her daughter. I’m her clone.”

The air solidified instantly.

Su Nian stumbled back a step, crashing into the metal wall, her voice trembling: "What...what did you say?"

“I am not Lin Wan,” she said softly. “I am her. I just have a different name and a different body, living twenty years in the future. Chen Mingyuan thought he had extended the research period using cryopreservation technology, but he didn’t know that the experimental subject had already begun to self-replicate.”

Xiaoyin could barely speak: "So...when you were five years old, you weren't rescued, but...dropped into the environment?"

“Yes,” Lin Wan said. “My mother sacrificed herself not to save me, but to let me get out alive, carrying fragments of her memories, to find the ‘Awakening Key.’ It took me twenty years to understand what that key was.”

"What is it?" Su Nian asked, crying.

“It’s hearing.” Lin Wan’s voice suddenly softened. “Someone was talking to the cryo-chamber, and the person inside really heard it. Su Nian, the fairy tales you read to your dad every night when you were little, him calling your name over and over again when you had a fever… those voices penetrated the low-temperature barrier and activated the dormant neurons. It’s not technology, it’s emotion.”

She paused, her voice trembling slightly:

"The last thing my mother said to me was, 'What you keep in mind will eventually come to pass.' She knew you would be called 'Su Nian.' She had it all planned out."

Su Nian froze, tears streaming down her face.

"She...she knows me?"

“She knows everything,” Lin Wan whispered. “She orchestrated this reunion. From the day you were born, you were written into the experimental log—'Emotional Resonance Body A-01, used to test the feasibility of intergenerational neural arousal'.”

"Are we... all experimental subjects?" Xiaoyin murmured.

“No.” Lin Wan suddenly laughed. “We are the answer. They used cold technology to create ‘fake death,’ we used heat to burn it through.”

Just then, a loud crashing sound came from the walkie-talkie, followed by the static of figures moving around.

"They're breaking down the door!" Lin Wan's speech suddenly quickened. "The security team has brought electromagnetic interference devices; the signal won't last long. Listen—the M-01 module has an autonomous power system; even if the main power is cut off, it can last for thirty years. I found the control panel, but it requires an external heartbeat signal to unlock the wake-up program."

Chapter 1331 The Chosen Awakener

"A heartbeat signal?" Su Nian asked urgently, "How do we give it?"

"Put your hand on the walkie-talkie," Lin Wan said. "Press hard so I can hear your pulse."

Without hesitation, Su Nian pressed her palm firmly against the walkie-talkie microphone, tears dripping onto the plastic casing.

"Hurry...hurry up..."

A few seconds later, Lin Wan's voice came through, trembling slightly:

"Received. Frequency... same as mine. Su Nian, your blood type is AB, Rh negative, right?"

"how do you know?"

"Because that's the 'mother's' blood type. It's also the only genotype that can withstand the rejection reaction during hypothermia resuscitation. You didn't appear here by chance. You are the chosen awakener."

Suddenly, a muffled groan came from the walkie-talkie.

"Lin Wan?!" Su Nian shouted.

“It’s alright.” She took a breath. “The door is open. M-01 cabin… is right in front of me.”

The scene seemed to unfold through her eyes—

In the cold, blue light, a transparent cryogenic chamber stood silently, with a female body floating inside. Her long hair floated like seaweed, her skin was as white as snow, and her face was serene.

Her eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Lin Wan's.

The nameplate on the hull bears two lines of text:

M-01: Lin Wan (First Generation)

State: Nervous activity, consciousness dormant

Awakening condition: Twin Resonance activated.

Lin Wan reached out and lightly touched the glass with her fingertips.

"Mom..." she called softly.

The woman's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly.