Fighting you is like being in jail.

"Is there anything you want to say now?"

The three of them had bright, cheerful smiles on their faces, so friendly they looked like they were about to burst from laughing, their eyes full of amusement.

"Holy crap—!"

The logistics director, realizing what was happening, couldn't help but shout, which startled him so much that he trembled all over.

"I'm not dead?!"

"You didn't die. You fell from the 18th floor and shattered into pieces. But thanks to our rescue efforts, you survived."

Leng Chang looked at him with a comical expression, his anticipation palpable.

"Is technology really that amazing now? It can even be salvaged from a completely shattered structure?! No wonder it has the world's number one technological capability!"

"Tell me, what happened? You still have a chance to turn yourself in."

"Wait, confess to what?"

"Confess what you did."

"Huh? Why should I turn myself in?"

"Heh heh! Stop pretending. Everyone knows you committed suicide out of guilt. If you didn't commit suicide out of guilt, then why did you jump off the building?"

"I didn't commit suicide, did I?"

"Ah? Tell me more!"

Leng Chang stared wide-eyed, completely surprised that it wasn't suicide; the nature of the incident had suddenly changed.

"I was thrown down!"

"Any clues? What's your impression of them?"

"The man was 1.8 meters tall, with many calluses on his hands and feet, and his blood energy was at least tens of thousands. I had over nine thousand blood energy, and he lifted me up like a chicken."

"Anything else? Ideally, it should have some distinguishing features."

Leng Chang nodded thoughtfully and, very cooperatively, took out his notebook and drew a mambo.

The man recalled carefully and said seriously, "He has a black birthmark on his butt, like a turtle's."

"Good clue, on the butt... huh??"

"Ok??"

"hiss--!"

"No way! How did you know he had a birthmark on his butt?!"

Leng Chang, Kitahara Iori, and Sato Kazuma immediately leaned back tactically, even taking a half-step back, their eyes filled with fear and vigilance.

They were even exchanging glances, creating a chaotic and disorganized communication.

The man couldn't hold back any longer and said, "You think I wanted to see this?! Holy crap, do you know how terrifying it was when I was working overtime organizing documents and suddenly saw a naked man appear?! He even rushed up to me without saying a word, grabbed me, and shoved me against the window! Do you know how devastated I was?! How much it hurt me!"

As he spoke, the man couldn't help but cover his face with his hands and let out a mournful groan, looking incredibly sad.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Oh no...

Imagine working overtime and suddenly seeing a naked man rushing towards you – that would be absolutely terrifying!

More frightening than ghosts.

"Oh... I'm sorry to trouble you."

Leng Chang sighed with emotion and patted him on the shoulder with deep sympathy.

"But speaking of which, why would it be a naked man?"

Leng Chang then posed a question that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

"I don't know either, I'm wondering about it too."

"Okay, thanks for cooperating. You're all set now, you can go back to work. By the way, I still don't know your name?"

"Gao Zhen, Director of the Logistics Department."

Gao Zhen introduced himself earnestly, then realized he felt a chill all over his body. He looked at Leng Chang and the other two in bewilderment and asked:

Do you have any clothes?

"No, please make the body bag more elaborate. We still need to go back and report, so please do as you see fit."

After finishing their conversation, Leng Chang and the other two left the morgue with some regret, as they did not see the situation they had expected.

However, not long after Leng Chang and his two companions left, terrified screams and attacks from countless Blood Force experts echoed throughout the building.

"Holy crap! Director Gao has come back to life!"

"What?! Take this punch, you son of a bitch!"

"Rest in peace, Director Gao!"

"I'm not fucking dead!"

The whole building was in chaos for a moment, but that had nothing to do with Leng Chang and his two companions anymore.

……

Back in Ye Lisha's office, Leng Chang recounted what he knew, which earned him a puzzled wink from Ye Lisha.

It was full of youthful and adorable energy, as if I had seen some incomprehensible scene.

"Wait, where did you say you learned that from?"

"From the dead."

"Hmm, then why did you know from the deceased that the murderer had a turtle birthmark on his buttocks?"

Is something wrong with you, or did I mishear you?

Ye Lisha's eyes held a big question mark, filled with bewilderment and confusion.

What does it mean to know from the deceased that there is another murderer? This might be something that can be found by investigating the details.

But how could you know from the deceased that the murderer had a turtle-shaped birthmark on his buttocks?

How exactly are these two things connected?

When did the world become a shape I don't understand?

A bewildered Ye Lisha stared wide-eyed at Leng Chang, completely unable to comprehend the logic behind it all; it was utterly unrelated.

"Actually, Gao Zhen didn't die; we saved him."

Kitahara Iori began to explain earnestly.

"I see, that explains it. Wait! How were they brought back to life?!"

Ye Lisha was even more confused. She had seen the death report, but how could someone be saved when their body was shattered to pieces?

"That's hard to say. As long as we know the person is still alive, that's enough."

Leng Chang said subtly, "It's not really appropriate to just say he'll be resurrected."

"Okay, let me sort it out first."

Ye Lisha sat in her chair, pinched her eyes, and began to sort out the situation. "So, Gao Zhen didn't commit suicide? Someone staged his suicide to spread the wrong message to us."

"That's right, the murderer is the man with a turtle birthmark on his butt."

"Hmm, I see. Wait a minute! How did Gao Zhen know the murderer had a turtle birthmark on his butt?!"

Realizing what was happening, Ye Lisha abruptly stood up, unable to contain her吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical remarks). She stared wide-eyed at Leng Chang, her long black hair fluttering beside her face.

Those shocked and bewildered eyes stared straight ahead, filled with a thirst for knowledge.

“Emmm…that’s the same question I asked Gao Zhen back then.”

"so?"

"He was working overtime organizing documents when a naked man rushed up to him, picked him up, and shoved him out the window."

"..."

hiss--!

Ye Lisha gasped, involuntarily tensing up and standing ramrod straight. Although she didn't know what was going on, the thought of it was terrifying.

"Fine……"

She plopped down as if all her strength had left her body, rubbed her temples in pain, and reached for the phone to dial a number.

beep...beep...beep...

After a brief dial tone, the call connected.

"Have Gao Zhen come to my office."

Snapped.

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

A subtle silence fell over the office for a moment, as if everyone was still processing the bewilderment and confusion that the intelligence had just been delivered.

A moment later, after Gao Zhen entered the office, Ye Lisha looked at Gao Zhen, who had a slightly bewildered expression on his face, and didn't know how to comment on him.

How are you feeling now?

Ye Lisha observed Gao Zhen thoughtfully. After all, the death certificate had just been written, so it was a bit hard to understand why he was now standing perfectly fine in front of her.

However, she understood that this must be because of Leng Chang, but she still didn't ask.

"To be honest, I'm a bit stunned, especially after just seeing my own death report..."

Gao Zhen's face showed a clear blankness, as well as confusion about the current situation.

"Besides the information about the birthmark, do you have any other information?"

Ye Lisha asked subtly.

"Not at the moment."

Why did the killer target you?

"I don't know, maybe my position just happens to be able to hide something?"

If this incident has nothing to do with Gao Zhen, then the murderer's purpose was to lure him away from the scene.

"Okay, I understand. You can go now. Be careful these next few days, and remember to let me know as soon as you hear anything."

Ye Lisha nodded in understanding.

"Yes!"

Gao Zhen responded and turned to leave the office.

Just after he left, Ye Lisha turned to look at Leng Chang and the other two, and asked in confusion, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Yes, there are, but..."

Leng Chang looked at him with some difficulty, hesitating to speak.

"But what?"

"Gao Zhen may have to suffer."

"How to say?"

“If we spread the word that Gao Zhen is still alive, the murderer will definitely panic when he finds out, and might even come to test whether it’s true.”

As he spoke, Leng Chang's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. This tactic of luring the snake out of its hole was better than anything else.

After all, the murderer must have been certain that he had killed Gao Zhen, but the next day he found that Gao Zhen had appeared without any problems. How could the murderer not care?

Unless the murderer is not inside, but given the current level of internal surveillance and detection capabilities, it is almost impossible for outsiders to sneak in.

Ye Lisha nodded in agreement, but was still a little worried.

"Emmm... Can you guarantee Gao Zhen won't get into trouble again? You know Gao Zhen has over nine thousand blood essence, and someone with at least ten thousand blood essence could easily kill him. With your highest blood essence being only two hundred..."