"No need for investigation, she's not the real An Linyue."

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze at that moment.

Lin Fan stood there, stunned. His gaze shifted to An Lin Yue, who was immobilized by Xi Lin's spatial seal, and then back to Lu Ze's face, his eyes filled with confusion.

Bella remained standing in front of Xilin, her pale blue eyes fixed on An Linyue.

"Lu Ze, what are you talking about?"

An Linyue stood rooted to the spot, unable to move, but her face still maintained that pitiful expression.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was soft and gentle.

"I am An Linyue. Have you been misled by them? These people want to use me as a scapegoat. Please help me, okay?"

Lu Ze didn't say anything, but walked step by step to her.

Tears welled up in An Linyue's eyes as she looked at Lu Ze with pleading eyes.

"An Linyue would never talk to me in this tone."

Lu Ze shook his head.

"She's not that weak-willed; your imitation isn't accurate."

After speaking, Lu Ze raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and gently touched An Lin Yue's forehead.

A subtle stream of spiritual energy probed into her body, tracing along her meridians and examining her internal condition.

The spiritual energy quickly provided feedback: the problem wasn't with the soul, but with the heart.

At this moment, the surface of An Linyue's beating heart was entangled by countless fine, silk-like tentacles.

These tentacles have penetrated deep into the myocardial tissue, intertwined with every muscle fiber, and have completely replaced the heart's own function.

Numerous tendrils also ascend along the arteries, clinging to every joint space of the spine, wrapping around the spinal nerves like a spider web, and extending all the way to the pineal gland in the brain.

Right in the center of that heart, which was enveloped by tentacles, was a creature the size of a thumb curled up.

It has a translucent grayish-white body covered with tiny spines, and looks like a spiky silkworm.

Lu Ze withdrew his hand.

"You are not An Linyue." Lu Ze confirmed again, "You are the worm inside An Linyue's heart."

The moment the words left her lips, An Linyue's expression froze.

That pitiful appearance was like a shattered mirror, cracking from the corner of her eyes.

Her mouth tilted uncontrollably to one side, revealing a row of teeth.

"Oh...you actually noticed?" Her voice changed. "Looks like you're not your average college student."

It used An Linyue's voice, but the tone was low and hoarse, as if someone had put a layer of sandpaper in her throat.

Lin Fan gasped sharply.

"Is something inside her controlling her?"

Lu Ze ignored Lin Fan's shock and turned to Xi Lin.

"Little Sirin, use the Eye of Akasha to see what it is."

"it is good."

Celine nodded in response, her already golden pupils shining even brighter.

Faint golden phosphorescence drifted from the corner of his eye.

Black Tower, who had been calmly watching the show from the side, suddenly stood up from his chair.

She stared into Sirin's eyes, instantly activating her interpretation skill.

Black Tower connected with Sirin's eyes with its mental power, and instantly a large amount of knowledge flowed back into her brain.

To be honest, this feeling is comparable to when she connected with Vajrasattva.

The feeling of acquiring a large amount of unknown knowledge is exhilarating; Black Tower couldn't help but rub his thighs slightly.

However, she soon stopped receiving any knowledge because Sirin was too weak and voluntarily closed the Eye of Akasha.

He also turned around and glared at Black Tower.

The Black Tower had just connected to her eyes and was desperately stealing knowledge from Akasha's records, almost draining her of her stamina.

You took all the benefits of our relationship, leaving me to bear all the consequences, right?

As expected, this woman herself couldn't like him.

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