Who moved her body?

"I am a scientific researcher and have no interest in anything outside of my work."

Dr. Chen chuckled in response to Xu Haiyang's questioning gaze.

"Regardless of who controls Diro's future, I hope my research will remain unaffected. I just need one guarantee, one promise."

Xu Haiyang twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I promise!"

……

Back in his room, Xu Haiyang quickly took a shower, skipping his skincare routine, and went straight to bed.

"No, Zhao Ren must leave immediately." Xu Haiyang put on his clothes and left without even bothering to dry his hair.

He had to get Guan Jie off the desolate island, after all, Dr. Chen was an uncertain factor. Without Guan Jie, Dr. Chen's story would be one-sided, and Situ Feng wouldn't easily believe anyone without evidence.

Furthermore, he plans to send away the two security guards he planted, so that there will be no way to verify their identities.

Guan Jie's room door wasn't locked at all. The half-open door was dark inside, as if someone had pried open the door, stolen something, and then abandoned the room.

Xu Haiyang pushed open the door and called softly, "Zhao Ren?"

No sound.

Xu Haiyang pressed the switch behind the door, and soft light immediately spread out, covering the floor. Guan Jie stretched out his legs and sat on the floor, leaning against the coffee table opposite the door, staring blankly at Xu Haiyang.

"My God, you scared me to death!" Xu Haiyang patted his heart and then closed the door.

"She's dead. Luckily, Xiaoxian didn't have a mirror; she loved beauty so much," Guan Jie said softly.

Xu Haiyang sat down next to Guan Jie and put his arm around Guan Jie's shoulder. "I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"Xiao Xian didn't want to live unconsciously, so she chose to die."

"You must be very sad." Xu Haiyang tilted his head back and bit his lip hard. "I've never experienced what it feels like to love someone to the extreme, but I can imagine how you feel. Even though she's dead, I believe she would want you to live a good life."

"Live, you must live. You're right, Xiao Xian's car accident was deliberate. I need to find the real culprit who killed Xiao Xian." Guan Jie finally moved, turning to Xu Haiyang, "I met Dr. Chen."

"He asked me for a favor, so he'll be fine for now."

I also owe you a favor, and I will definitely repay you if I have the chance.

Guan Jie stood up, and only then did Xu Haiyang realize that Guan Jie had already planned to leave.

……

After seeing Guan Jie off, Xu Haiyang stood by the sea, watching the waves gently and slowly spread towards the shore, like a mother pulling a blanket over her child.

Dr. Chen's purpose was for his own experiment, but what was Uncle Zhao's purpose?

In Xu Haiyang's view, everyone does things with a purpose, so what was Uncle Zhao's purpose in stopping the security guard from reporting the news?

Did he already know everything that happened at the research center, or was he intentionally trying to cover it up for me?

If it were the former, then Situ Feng must have already seen through all of Xu Haiyang's arrangements. Uncle Zhao was Situ Feng's loyal servant, while he himself was just a transparent fool. All his schemes were just a farcical performance behind the glass, and Situ Feng was the one in control of everything.

Xu Haiyang was frightened by his own thoughts.

If that's really the case, why would Situ Feng do that?

Xu Haiyang immediately overturned his idea.

"Perhaps Uncle Zhao, like Dr. Chen, has his own ideas, or perhaps Uncle Zhao simply doesn't value a security report, and then learns that it was all a false alarm, so he just ignores the news."

The reason was a bit far-fetched, but it was still highly likely. Xu Haiyang breathed a sigh of relief.

He believed that if Uncle Zhao had any dirt on him, he would report it to Situ Feng immediately, just like how Uncle Zhao had always disliked him and reminded Situ Feng from time to time over the years.

Xu Haiyang decided to go to Situ Feng's villa tomorrow to find out which one it was.

While Xu Haiyang was feeling uneasy, Dr. Chen appeared in Situ Feng's meeting room.

"As the boss predicted, Song Xiaoxian would rather die than be a walking corpse."

"Very good, now we should wait for good news from Senhai City."

"We've sent so many people and haven't made any progress. Can Zhao Ren really dig out information about insiders for us?" Dr. Chen was a little skeptical.

"Song Xiaoxian's terrifying state before his death will spur him to find the real culprit who killed Song Xiaoxian. What we need now is not strength, but a nobody who is determined to avenge Song Xiaoxian."

"Was Song Xiaoxian really that important to him? Even if Song Xiaoxian was once a celestial being descended to earth, her ferocious appearance before death was truly... indescribable. After all, Zhao Ren was a man."

"The more beautiful the past was, the more painful it was for Song Xiaoxian before his death. Precisely because he is a man, his pride will make him attribute all of this to revenge. We just need to wait."

"It's the boss. All the world's richest people are urging us, willing to spend huge sums to prolong its life. Can our new drug be mass-produced now?"

"Take it slow, according to your status as someone in need. I'm not after money, nor am I after saints who save lives; I want them to bow down to me, I want control of the entire world!"

"Understood, boss."

After Dr. Chen left, Situ Feng threw the pen in his hand into the pen holder.

"The temptation of living, ha ha ha! The richest man, the politician, the pope... you will all eventually be my slaves. I am the true ruler of this world!"

Situ Feng pressed the hidden bell, and a shadow flashed out, bowing its head to Situ Feng.

"Xu Haiyang saw Zhao Ren off. Just as we knew, Zhao Ren is Guan Jie, the fiancé of Zeng Meiqian, the future head of the Zeng Group."

"This is just the beginning of the real show."

"Xu Haiyang had someone steal Dr. Chen's identity information and successfully copy it. Zhao Ren infiltrated the pipe repairmen and entered the secret warehouse through the ventilation duct. The security guards on duty tonight are people planted by Xu Haiyang. I received a tip that after the shift change, these two security guards will apply to leave the island for different reasons."

"Okay, let's not alert them. What about the security system at the research center?"

"Everything is normal. Security discovered something amiss during the check and reported it promptly, but Uncle Zhao didn't immediately convey this important information to the boss. Because of Dr. Chen's presence, I cannot yet determine Uncle Zhao's intentions."

Situ Feng gently nodded his chin.

"Uncle Zhao, this is interesting."

"Xu Haiyang has been infiltrating for many years. If the boss doesn't stop him in time, his subordinates believe something big will happen."

What was everyone's reaction to Xu Haiyang's appearance at the party?

"Surprised. Everyone felt this was an indication that Xu Haiyang would become a key figure in Di Ruo, and many people secretly befriended him."

"Very good, his efforts have not been in vain. It seems I should give my cousin a good boost. I imagine it won't be long before Di Ruo's camp becomes clear. Those disloyal elders will surely find a scapegoat to betray the Situ family, and that will be the time to clean up the mess. No rush, no rush."

"The boss is very farsighted!"

"Go and get some rest. It's Mid-Autumn Festival today, you should relax."

The shadow nodded and then disappeared.

Situ Feng stretched his neck and walked to the window.

The lawn outside was covered with dewdrops, which, under the lights, reflected a rainbow of colors and shone even brighter than diamonds.

"Song Xiaoxian, you could have lived, but you chose death. I want to see if this man you'd rather die than forget has the ability to avenge you!"

The clock in the room clicked, the minute hand indicating that it had completed another full rotation.

"It's midnight, time to sleep."

……

Guan Jie retrieved his stored ID card, bank card, and mobile phone. His anonymous mobile phone was already lying dormant on the seabed under the cross-sea bridge.

Guan Jie immediately called Zeng Meiqian after turning on his phone.

Zeng Meiqian answered the phone sleepily, "Hello, who is it?"

"Meiqian, it's me."

"Guan Jie! My God, am I dreaming?"

Zeng Meiqian's voice brought Guan Jie back to reality in an instant. This was the first time he realized he was still alive since he had completely lost Song Xiaoxian. He told himself that he had already lost Song Xiaoxian, and he absolutely could not let Zeng Meiqian down again. Song Xiaoxian was dead, but Zeng Meiqian was a living person, a woman who deeply loved him.

Guan Jie roused himself and made his voice sound energetic.

"It's not a dream, it really is me. I'll be in Senhai City tomorrow morning, and I'll be there for lunch on time. I was supposed to be spending the Mid-Autumn Festival with you today, but the pandemic has caused my flight back home to be delayed. I'm so sorry."

"That's wonderful!" Zeng Meiqian exclaimed happily. "My family kept asking me about you today, and I was ready to run away tomorrow."

"You're not angry with me?"

Zeng Meiqian giggled, "Silly boy, I thought you didn't want me anymore. Compared to this, nothing else matters."

Guan Jie felt a pang of self-reproach, and he almost cried.

"What's wrong, darling?" Zeng Meiqian asked cautiously. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, but you're right, I am a fool."

After hanging up the phone, Guan Jie boarded the last regular flight to Senhai City; he didn't want to stay in Huangyan City for another second.

From the plane, Barren Rock Island looked like a chess piece scattered on the ground, isolated and separated from the mainland. The cross-sea bridge, wider at the front and narrower at the back, resembled a deformed arm, trying to pull Barren Rock Island and Barren Rock City together.

There were many empty seats on the plane, and the flight attendants, still wearing their exquisite makeup, served food and drinks to the sparse number of passengers.

"Please give me a glass of water, thank you," Guan Jie said.

The passenger on the other side of the aisle also asked for a cup of hot water.

Perhaps because they had both ordered hot water, Guan Jie couldn't help but glance at the man across the aisle from him. The man had a handsome profile, with a nose so sculpted it resembled a marble sculpture. His face was flawless, possessing a somewhat effeminate beauty. However, his extremely attractive chin revealed him to be a decisive person, unlike the traditional image of a handsome man.

The man's fingers, which were holding a hot water bottle, were excessively long and slender. If he weren't a pianist, Guan Jie would think that this man was simply wasting his talent.