Yuan Luoyi never expected that she would directly converse with Zhao Lei.
He was a ruthless criminal, prepared to blow everyone here to death.
While she was an 11-year-old girl, wanting to protect her family.
Almost instinctively, Yuan Luoyi began to disguise herself. She quickly regained her composure, faintly smiling, her large eyes clear and bright, appearing innocent and guileless.
Every movement of her body was convincing the other party that she was a lovely girl, completely unguarded, so a trafficker could easily lure her away with just a candy.
This strategy was effective, and Zhao Lei's expression relaxed. He changed to a gentler tone and asked again: "Why are you alone here?"
Yuan Luoyi said: "I'm looking for my big brother."
Zhao Lei said: "Big brother? Ah, you mean President Yuen? He's over there in the glass booth, on the phone."
Zhao Lei pointed to the left, and Yuan Luoyi looked over, seeing several glass booths, with a tall, dark figure visible, which should be Yuan Ao.
Yuan Luoyi didn't walk over. Since she had encountered him, she should try to extract useful information as much as possible. She stared at the card in Zhao Lei's hand and politely asked: "Uncle, what's that?"
Faced with the sudden question, Zhao Lei frowned, making him look even older.
This card recorded the time and quantity of the bombs to be planted. Hopefully, the child didn't see it just now.
Ignoring the question and leaving directly would be best since today's work was done.
But when looking at Yuan Luoyi's innocent and lovely little face, he hesitated, memories flooding his heart and leaving him feeling suffocated. It had been a long time since he last communicated with anyone.
Even the coldblooded Serpent Family could produce such adorable children...
She seemed understanding, probably a good and obedient child usually.
After wavering, Zhao Lei bent down and took out the card, but he flipped it over.
It was a photo of a young woman holding a three- or four-year-old girl, both smiling happily.
Zhao Lei sighed and said: "This is a photo of my late wife and daughter."
Yuan Luoyi was surprised that this man had written his murder plan on the back of a photo of his deceased wife and daughter.
Not far away, Yuan Ao had finished his call and pushed open the glass door to walk out. Zhao Lei's previously melancholic gaze instantly turned icy cold. He pocketed the photo and pushed the cleaning cart.
He said: "Your big brother is coming for you."
Yuan Luoyi turned around to see Yuan Ao walking towards her. When she turned back, Zhao Lei had already left by elevator.
Yuan Ao came to Yuan Luoyi's side: "You've seen the security department, right? Where else in the company would you like to go?"
Yuan Luoyi said: "The cafeteria."
She had already found the person planting the bombs, so she had preliminarily completed her task and needed to replenish her energy.
The Yuan family company cafeteria did not disappoint Yuan Luoyi. The food tasted good and was affordable. Many employees bought large amounts to take home and share with their families.
The employee benefits here had always been excellent, even without a clock-in system.
The Yuan family ancestors believed that rigid working hours would stifle creativity, and the Yuan family mainly profited from various inventions and patents. Most employees were researchers, so only freedom could spark their creativity.
At six in the evening, Yuan Luoyi had eaten enough. She and Yuan Ao walked out of the company together, waiting for the driver to bring the car up from the underground garage.
On the street, the red light turned on, and people stopped to wait, laughing and chatting, discussing where to have their gathering. It was lively and noisy.
The green light turned on, and countless people walked forward, their footsteps dense like rapid drumbeats.
"Vroom!"
A black sedan suddenly accelerated like a bullet, furiously charging into the crowd, kicking up dust as people screamed and fled.
"Bang!"
Someone was hit and ruthlessly run over by the car, bones shattering, blood splattering. The vehicle sped away from the scene with a long honk.
Red blood slowly spread on the ground as people shouted frantically.
"Quick, call an ambulance!"
"Oh god! His head's like that, how could he still be alive!"
"Who recognizes this person? Quickly contact his family!"
"I know him, he's a cleaning staff at the company, Zhao Lei. He has no family..."
Hearing this, Yuan Luoyi's heart skipped a beat.
Zhao Lei died?
She wanted to run over and see if it was really him, but Yuan Ao grabbed her shoulder, tightly shielding her behind him.
He had just seen Zhao Lei's corpse, too cruel and bloody. If his little sister saw it, she would have nightmares.
Yuan Luoyi's mind was in a whirl. She looked up and suddenly noticed a security camera pointed right at her.
Glancing around, many cameras on the street corners had all turned towards her, like a spider's eyes, glossy black, densely tracking their prey, closely following Yuan Luoyi.
Yuan Luoyi recalled her brief encounter with Zhao Lei, which had also occurred under countless cameras. The real culprit had been watching them all along.
Zhao Lei made the wrong choice. When Yuan Luoyi questioned him, he should have left immediately. Revealing information arbitrarily could have exposed the real culprit, and the price was that he was silenced by the culprit.
A chill ran through her heart, and Yuan Luoyi's breathing quickened slightly. She was getting closer and closer to the real culprit, and likewise, the culprit could now notice her.
Even worse, she was in plain sight, while the other party was in the shadows.
The other party must be wondering why Yuan Luoyi had come here, which is why so many cameras were deployed to track her.
She had to disguise herself. A bloody car accident had occurred, and because Yuan Luoyi had previously seen too many gory events, she was already quite composed. But a normal 11-year-old girl would be afraid.
So she lunged forward and fell into her older brother Yuan Ao's embrace, trembling.
Yuan Ao patted her back gently: "Don't be afraid, let's go back."
The sedan arrived, and they got in, returning to the still relatively safe Yuan residence.
Yuan Ao prepared many sweets and snacks for Yuan Luoyi, but she was too shaken to eat, so she returned to her room and locked the door.
There were too many mysteries. The real culprit was cunning and cruel, wealthy and powerful, able to bribe and procure resources, and could monitor every corner.
The new timeline was no longer safe either.
No.
Why did she ever have the illusion that this place was safe?
The doom of death had never been terminated...
But no matter how terrifying and powerful the other party was, she had to catch the real culprit!
Sitting on the edge of the bed, taking a deep breath, Yuan Luoyi said to the system: "Initiate regression!"
The familiar dizziness enveloped her, and Yuan Luoyi's body went limp as she fell back, returning to the old, tragic timeline...
Opening her eyes, Yuan Luoyi first saw the white rabbit doll placed by the window, its round eyes staring out, quietly waiting for its owner to return.
Looking around, this was her room, much cleaner than last time, with the glass shining and the carpet brand new, probably cleaned by her second brother Yuan Fa.
She walked over, picked up the rabbit. It smelled fresh and clean, its fur soft and lustrous.
Under the bright moonlight, it appeared luminously white.
Holding it, Yuan Luoyi felt a little more at ease.
She pushed open the door and walked out of the room.
The hallways of the Yuan residence were still in a state of decay, covered in dust and cobwebs in the corners.
There were scattered bloodstains on the floor, like a red line trailing to the end of the hallway. There, a figure stood, clad in a black trench coat with a hat, dual blades in hand, maintaining an eerie, cat-like silence.
Blood dripped from the cold blades onto the floor.
Yuan Yong looked at his 11-year-old sister who had suddenly appeared before him with a startled expression.
