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Chapter 24

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In the duty room of the Chemical Factory in Jianning City.

It was two o 'clock at midnight.

The darkness outside the window was boundless, and the sound of insects could be heard from the grass.

The duty officer sat in front of the monitor and dozed off. Just as he was about to fall asleep, the light bulb above his head suddenly made a buzzing sound. It flickered a few times and went out.

"Huh?" The duty officer woke up and saw darkness in front of him. He got up and turned around. "What happened?"

At this moment, a ghastly white light flashed past his eyes and disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

"…"

The guard on duty had just graduated from high school. He was usually a timid and somewhat sloppy kid, but this time, he was dumbfounded on the spot. He even subconsciously wondered what it was that was here. Then, his scalp buzzed and he broke out in cold sweat from head to toe. "Who …"

A cold hand silently pressed against the back of his neck.

"Ahhh … Ghost …"

With a clean knock of the hand, the man on duty's screams disappeared without a trace, and he fell limply to the ground.

Chu Ci was expressionless. He waved his hand and tidied up his white coat. He helped the duty officer, who had almost peed in fear, to a chair and put him in a sleeping position. Then, he took out a bunch of key cards from his trouser pocket.

In the chemical material storage control room, the glass door slid open silently in the darkness with a click.

At this time, the night patrol was not there, and the change of shift had not come. It could be said that it was the safest time. The dark and silent warehouse was empty. Chu Ci walked through the rows of chemical reagent raw material storage tanks with ease. She turned on the flashlight and carefully searched the labels under each tank.

"… AR6 equilibrium catalyst, methanol … o-chlorobenzaldehyde."

Chu Ci stopped and stood in front of a tank that was half the height of a person.

He put one hand in the pocket of his white coat and held the flashlight in the other. The light beam trembled slightly in the darkness, making the side of his face unclear. After standing there for the time it took to smoke a cigarette, Chu Ci seemed to have woken up. He took a deep breath, took half a step forward, and squatted at the discharge tube. He held the flashlight between his teeth and took out the test box and other items from his pocket.

However, the moment his fingertips touched the discharge tube, the phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and looked. The caller ID made him stunned.

Teacher?

His mentor was a workaholic who often stayed in the laboratory all night long. It was common for him to call in the middle of the night to ask for data, but no one would have thought that it would be so coincidental that he would call at this time. Now was not the time to talk. Just as Chu Ci was about to hang up the call, he suddenly heard a voice at the entrance of the warehouse without warning.

"Who's there?"

“!”

The sound of bottles being knocked over was ear-piercing in the dark night. Someone was here?!

Chu Ci switched off the flashlight and pressed the answer button in a hurry. The phone fell to the ground with a thud!

In an instant, the call was connected. The screen lit up and the call timer started. Chu Ci's pupils constricted. She reached out to grab her phone to end the call, but everything happened in the blink of an eye. The person who had just arrived had already pounced on her from behind and grabbed her hand!

"…!"

Chu Ci's breath was stuck in her chest. She turned around abruptly and made eye contact with that person.

·

The traffic lights kept flashing. Noise, horns, and screeching brakes were heard one after another as pedestrians hurried across the street.

Dark clouds covered the sky above Jianning City. The air was heavy and humid, filled with the faint smell of mud and salty fish.

The rainy season was coming.

"Hello, are you okay?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, probably a little surprised. Then came the cold and steady reply of Jiang Stops, "I'm fine."

Yan Ji stood in front of the office window sill, looking at the hazy sky in the distance. The glass reflected half of his tough and tired face.

"You were right," he said. "Hu Weisheng is dead."

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