The DNA match result being ninety-nine percent consistent still cannot provide a reasonable explanation. The people in the chemical analysis room keep asking the source of this bloodstain. The person being tested has been dead for a long ti, a marvel for those who live in the laboratory, making it a subject for study.
Ding! The elevator safely transported him to the desired location, the doors opening with a swish. He leaned inside, waiting for the elevator doors to close.
A hand was inserted as the two doors were about to shut, risking having its bones crushed at any mont, potentially dragged into the passage if it missed the descending speed. Hua Qingyi frowned.
"Lao Long?" Thankfully, the elevator door opened due to the intrusion of a foreign object, and the person walking in from outside was his boss.
"Long ti no see, you brat. How co you have the ti to co over this ti?" Lao Long shook his hand that was caught. Humans aren't made of steel, so it would hurt with that kind of force. He spoke while gritting his teeth. "I've heard you and the Military Doctor recently stirred up quite a storm, very high profile!"
"It's okay! You know my motto: don't bother , and I won't bother you; if you bother , I must bother you."
"Hmm, the motto of you brothers, but it seems this ti there's sothing else that hasn't been reported yet. Where's the Military Doctor? Why didn't he follow along?"
"I still think you'd better not see him well, fearing you might not be able to handle it."
Lao Long looked at him sideways, with no sense of respect, not taking him seriously. Apart from these two in the Dragon Soul, who else would have such sharp mouths? Trying to gain an advantage in verbal exchanges is extrely difficult, while the other's re presence can give people a dizzy feeling.
"I was just going to take a look at the chemical analysis room, let's go together!"
"Going straight to the burial site would be more straightforward." Hua Qingyi would not believe Lao Long's appearance was a coincidence. Dragon Soul has everything, including an endless array of invisible caras; the more you don't expect it, the more likely it is to exist in such places. However, so places have always been locked, only accessed through the server during special needs.
Having been pressured a bit to co underground, this dark, damp place that never sees daylight houses the core part of Dragon Soul and is also used to detain high-end dangerous elents. Earlier, Lian was held here before Xiao Lin escaped using the underground pipelines, which was a significant setback for Dragon Soul's top managent.
It also serves as the burial site for soldiers who have perished on the battlefield. Not all Dragon Soul Warriors have the privilege of being embald after death; only those of a certain rank are buried here, using specially formulated fluids to preserve the outer appearance intact.
Hua Qingyi knows about this place but does not agree with it, finding these people rather bizarre. Liang Hu didn't have the rank to receive such treatnt, but due to Xiao Lin, he was placed in the burial site through special channels in the end.
Stepping out of the elevator, there's a gust of ominous wind. "Lao Long, do you think those deceased soldiers might wander around here, maybe even gather for a ga of Mahjong or Poker?"
"Stop spouting nonsense, do you know what kind of place this is? Is it a place for jokes?" Lao Long stood solemnly before a door. The na "burial site" sounds terrifying, yet here, there's an advanced intelligent system contrasting starkly with outdated beliefs.
"Lao Long, there's still ti." Hua Qingyi pulled Lao Long, hesitating, but the latter had already abandoned the opportunity.
Walking through the door, both sides were lined with rows of tal walls emitting a blue glow that was just right to reveal the nas on them. Who knows how many people have been placed here, how many generations it holds? When he and Xiao Lin entered Dragon Soul, this place was already quite well-established.
"Liang Hu's rank wasn't high enough, so he couldn't be placed with these warriors." Walking through the corridor, Lao Long pressed a dark button on another door. They continued forward.
"I'm really curious about the funding behind setting up a place like this, Lao Long." Hua Qingyi questioned, but Lao Long didn't respond, often the best tactic for unspeakable topics. Liang Hu's body was placed in a lone coffin outside, independently stowed in a room, seemingly enjoying special treatnt, alone in a chamber. Yet... Hua Qingyi found it unspeakably awkward. He didn't know whether Xiao Lin was aware of this arrangent; if it were him, he'd surely be upset.
"That's indeed Liang Hu's body inside. Can you tell how you acquired the blood sample?" Lao Long gave the order to lock down the information upon receiving the chemical analysis report. Anyone leaking it, even a bit, would be dealt with according to military law.
Hua Qingyi touched the coffin's cold tal shell; the three-ter length seed sowhat large and tall. "Are you sure there's a body inside?"
"Hua Qingyi, stop beating around the bush. Where did you get the blood sample?" Lao Long lowered his voice, the cold tone prompting Hua Qingyi to set aside his mischievous deanor.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be from bloodstains left by him." Hua Qingyi replied with a steadied calm in the face of Lao Long's anger.
"How is that possible?" Lao Long stepped back, retreating several paces until his back hit the rough stone wall, stopping. "Hua Qingyi, this isn't a place for you to joke around. We witnessed Liang Hu's death. I personally ensured his placent here. If you don't tell the truth, even as a Hua family mber, I will carry out military sanctions against you, convicting you of contempt."
"That's the reality; it's indeed Liang Hu's blood sample, and Xiao Lin is already on its trail. If you don't believe it, go ahead with the military sanctions. We'll see who laughs last." Hua Qingyi's composure amidst Lao Long's fury brought clarity.
A click sounded, Lao Long pressed the electronic button beside the coffin, causing the lid to pop open a slight distance before reverting, exposing a slit. Lao Long glanced at Hua Qingyi and pushed the lid forward. It gradually opened.
No odor, no formalin liquid!
Empty!
Lao Long's eyes widened! Hua Qingyi's hands covered his mouth to stifle a scream!
Where's the body? Where's Liang Hu?
He turned to Lao Long, equally shocked, suddenly realizing Xiao Lin was in danger. "Do not spread word about this; telling would harm everyone." Hua Qingyi raced outward, leaving the empty coffin behind.
Could Liang Hu still be alive? Yet he was clearly dead, with Xiao Lin unable to not sense the icy body.
Could there really be a nonsensical phenonon like resurrection?
Hua Qingyi ran faster and faster, no longer daring to think further. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote, recomnd, or buy monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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