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Chapter 173 Mysterious Map
Su Wanqing sat at her desk, pressing the drawer tightly shut. She glanced up at the doorway, where no one was, before slowly unfolding the hand-drawn map again.

She pressed her fingertip against the ridge marked by the night marker and pondered quietly for a few seconds.

There was also a test subject coding table and a copy of the Eden Project documents in the drawer.

She pieced together the information in her mind and made a decision.

When she found Lu Zhao, he was processing instrument data. He only looked up when he heard her footsteps: "Are you going to leave now, or do you want to prepare some more?"

"We're leaving tonight," Su Wanqing said decisively. "I brought you along because you know how to handle technical locks, don't ask why. We'll travel light and take the mountain trails in three hours. We'll strictly follow the night's markings."

She closed the door, turned around, and went to the wine cellar to quickly check the supplies.

At nine o'clock at night, Lu Zhao carried an inconspicuous old bag, while Su Wanqing only took a walkie-talkie, a tool kit, and the spare key tag given to her by Ye Ge.

They avoided blind spots in the surveillance and took a small path on the north side to exit the manor.

Without uttering a word, Su Wanqing kept a steady pace, while Lu Zhao flipped through the map three times.

When they reached the middle of the mountain, Su Wanqing stopped in front of a neat shrubbery and pointed to the loose stones under her feet.

Lu Zhao squatted down to take a closer look and found a piece of old-fashioned infrared sensor wire embedded in the crack in the stone.

The exposed wires were blackened from moisture. He gently pried open a section with a screwdriver, found the power connector, and said in a low voice, "I've seen this surveillance system before in military systems, but it's been decommissioned and abandoned now. It's surrounded by fiber optic cables and electrodes, all for signal isolation."

Su Wanqing frowned: "How long will the power outage last?"

Lu Zhao tested the output with a multimeter: "More than a year, at least no signal return. This place was designed with a two-level alarm. There should only be power in the core area."

The two followed the red line on the map to avoid the warning area and approached the marked point.

The Night Personality marked three hidden entrances on the map, and Su Wanqing chose the one on the northeast side.

Behind the thick bushes, a faded iron gate was half-open, with shallow shoe prints on the soil in front of it.

Lu Zhao pushed the iron gate with the back of his hand. The hinges were dry and there was no sound when he pushed it open.

Inside was a row of whitewashed walls, with simple tables and chairs piled up, and geological hammers, core boxes, and standard instruments displayed on the surface.

They turned their flashlights down to the lowest setting, and Su Wanqing led Lu Zhao to quietly check each room.

Upon entering the main hall, she stepped onto the cold, dusty floor tiles. The walls were covered with signs for the geological research station, and rock core samples and old notebooks were piled up in the corners.

Lu Zhao leaned against a hidden door and knocked: "The outside is all fake, this is the real thing."

They moved to the back and pushed open a hidden door. Behind the door was a steel staircase winding down to the ground.

Su Wanqing supported herself on the handrail as she descended, while Lu Zhao recorded the path.

Going down to the bottom floor, there is a large laboratory with enclosed glass partitions, where refrigerators, discarded computers, and equipment parts are displayed in cabinets.

The markings indicating that the military had inspected the equipment were still visible on the control panel, and two stacks of damaged reagent boxes were placed in the corner.

Lu Zhao approached a set of control panels and looked down at the detached label.

While rummaging through the drawers, Su Wanqing asked, "What's been done here?"

Lu Zhao pointed to the metal plate on the workbench: "The number on it is very recent; it's a later batch number in the Eden Project series. There are collection holes under this workbench, and there are traces of human body collection and processing equipment. The fingerprints on the workbench haven't all been wiped off."

They divided the search tasks, and Lu Zhao found a large amount of debris under a safe, then cleared away the pile of papers inside.

Su Wanqing picked up an illegible written document; the torn file was mixed with bloodstains and damaged records.

She carefully examined the dates and numbers, then pulled out a stack of useful documents from under the interlayer.

The document contains actual photos, verification stamps, and a flowchart of the experimental project. The bottom few pages bear the words "Eden Apple." Next to it, a large title directly states: "Sample X03 - Child's Voice Experiment Subject, Stability Observation."

Below is a crumpled table containing the girl's file number, as well as her physical characteristics and special element values.

Su Wanqing didn't speak, but simply ran her fingers over several sets of data on the table.

She seemed to be reading silently, and Lu Zhao leaned closer and quickly glanced at her.

He asked, "The Apple of Eden is her? The core experimental subject?"

"The notes at the bottom of the plan clearly state that the experimental subjects showed good mental response and the elements were stable."

Su Wanqing lowered her head and continued flipping through the pages. The bottom sheet of paper was moldy, with a note in red: "Must be moved to backup research facility."

A fingerprint in the lower right corner is blurry and indistinct.

Lu Zhao neatly arranged all the papers and carefully put them into a sealed bag.

He then skillfully disassembled the discarded computer and pried out the memory chips near the motherboard.

I connected the output cable to my small terminal, and the screen flashed a few times before entering a set of residual data.

Lu Zhao tapped the screen rapidly, exporting the files one by one, and also repaired an encrypted directory.

Su Wanqing asked in a low voice from the side, "What can we find out?"

Lu Zhao retrieved the files in logical order. He read a set of experimental target introductions, the data of which detailed the purification and injection process of special elements. The effect statistics and gene response pages showed: Sample X03, stable, was recorded as the only experimental subject that had not experienced serious side effects for a long period of time.

The project team characterized it as the "optimal window for gene chimerism," and subsequently developed a top-priority resource allocation scheme.

Su Wanqing remained silent, staring at the lines of text on the screen. At the end of the file was a formatting remnant: X03 - Child's Voice Sample, must not leave the test area without permission; report to the main controller for direct retrieval if necessary.

Lu Zhao carefully placed the backup disk away, then turned back and whispered, "That's what they specialize in. The girl's elemental metabolism should be related to the experimental procedures here. Those immune serums are actually extracted from the highly active gene version."

Su Wanqing took a piece of paper and pointed to the punch marks: "The date of sealing and transfer matches the time of her disappearance. It seems that she was moved to another place after this batch of relocations, and then ended up in our hands."

Lu Zhao silently gathered all the available equipment chips and carefully put the core storage into the sole of his shoe.

Su Wanqing checked every corner to see if there were any forgotten image storage or biological samples.

The two carefully avoided the unstable power source and slowly retreated along the same route, only breathing a sigh of relief after returning to the exit door.

At the same time, a soft click came from the back door of the base. As Lin Che walked through the corridor, Xiao Ran walked in.

He had beads of sweat on his forehead and looked tense. Lin Che asked, "Have we been ambushed?"

Xiao Ran handed the two packed batteries to Lin Che and shook his head: "There was no firefight. The other side called themselves the Cleaners and were dressed in full custom-made equipment. The leader said he had seen the girl's information and warned us not to go near public areas."

Lin Che frowned: "The Cleaners haven't shown up for a long time. Have you found anything?"

Xiao Ran leaned against the wall and sighed, "I just checked with the informant. They're not ordinary militiamen; they specialize in handling military experimental accidents and failed samples. The entire team are former special forces personnel, and they only take orders from higher-ups."

Lin Che flicked the door shut with his finger. "They recognized us too?"

“It wasn’t explicitly stated, but the files are accepted.” Xiao Ran’s tone was calm and unhurried. “According to our informant, they recently received new instructions from above. All experimental subjects, people, and materials related to Project Eden must either be brought back to headquarters or destroyed. No survivors will be left.”

Lin Che pondered for a moment without answering, but simply pushed open the threshold of the wine cellar.

Xiao Ran added softly, "They brought back all new intelligence. We can't rely on anyone now."

The room was empty, and the two remained silent for a long time without discussing anything further.