Black Sky - Chapter 35

Standing in front of the window, Mr. Liu didn’t spend too long trying to figure out the current situation. He turned around and looked at Meng Yilan, who was standing in front of the room.

At this time, the smile on the other party’s face was like the thorns of a rose, stinging his head.

After taking a deep breath, Mr. Liu returned an awkward smile to Meng Yilan, and then turned to the tall man and said, “What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help Miss Meng carry the person down.”

The tall man shook his head, and obediently turned around and walked to Meng Yilan’s side, but was given a cold glance, as if if the tall man dared to touch Bai Zi, Meng Yilan would immediately shoot him in the head.

Mr. Liu coughed a little awkwardly, and then raised his hand, making a “please” gesture to Meng Yilan.

From the moment Meng Yilan carried Bai Zi out of the room, the smile on her face instantly disappeared, her face cold, as if scraped by frost, and her whole body exuded a low air pressure that could suffocate people.

Ever since learning that Meng Yilan had returned, Shi Lei’s face had been pale. When he saw Meng Yilan carrying Bai Zi like a treasure, he immediately realized that he had made a big mistake.

On the way down the stairs with the others, Shi Lei kept trying to find a chance to slip away, but he was unwilling to do so.

All along, he had followed Meng Yilan, crossing mountains and ridges, and experiencing all kinds of hardships. Now, he had finally gotten to know Mr. Liu, and had even established a good relationship with him, and had even temporarily found a stable nest in this place.

If he decided to escape so easily now, not only would all his efforts be in vain, but his future life wouldn’t be any better.

When he saw Bai Zi in a coma, Shi Lei was lucky again, secretly praying that Bai Zi hadn’t told Meng Yilan what he had done these past few days, so that he might be able to save his life for the time being.

From the fifth floor to the ground floor, Meng Yilan held Bai Zi tightly in her arms from beginning to end. In fact, she didn’t spend much effort, but this wasn’t because Meng Yilan’s physical fitness was strong, but because Bai Zi was really too light.

So light that Meng Yilan felt distressed.

Although Mr. Liu was leading the way in front, Sister Hua still didn’t dare to relax, following Meng Yilan with a gun. But fortunately, on their way to the prison gate, no one dared to come forward to stop them, and no one dared to come forward to talk to them.

Outside the gate, the dozen or so trucks parked on the highway were like a black city wall. Each car had been carefully modified, except for two luxury cars in the very center of the convoy that hadn’t been modified at all, one black and one white, like new cars that had just been picked up from the factory.

In this world where mutants were lurking everywhere, the state of these two cars seemed carefree, and their attitude was really a bit arrogant.

A man with white hair stood in front of the black car. He should have been in his fifties, but his beard was shaved very cleanly, and he was tall, with a kind face, looking relatively young, and exuding a gentle and refined temperament.

When he saw Meng Yilan carrying Bai Zi out of the prison gate, he quickly walked forward, and said softly: “Miss Meng.”

“Uncle Hong.” Meng Yilan nodded slightly to the other party, as if the two had known each other for a long time.

Uncle Hong wanted to take the person in Meng Yilan’s arms, but was rejected. Before he could open his mouth to speak, the back door of the black car suddenly opened, and a young woman wearing a leather coat got out of the car.

The woman had heavy makeup, and her long curly hair was dyed golden yellow. She greeted Meng Yilan excitedly: “Cousin!”

Meng Yilan also nodded to the other party, and replied softly: “Yuting.”

“How many years has it been since we last met?” The woman called “Yuting” couldn’t hide her excitement. She was about to say a few more words, but when she saw the person Meng Yilan was carrying, her face changed. “Your friend? Come, let’s carry her to the car first,” she said, and turned to Uncle Hong next to her, “Uncle Hong, have Sister Ma come and take a look at her.”

Meng Yilan carried Bai Zi to the back seat of the black car. At this time, someone in the passenger seat handed Meng Yilan a small blanket.

It was a woman who looked exactly like Liao Yuting, but her clothes were completely opposite, with long black straight hair, a simple and minimalist gray woolen coat, and a completely different temperament.

“Cousin.” The other party called softly, even her voice was gentler than Yuting’s.

Meng Yilan took the blanket: “Yurou.”

Yuting and Yurou, a pair of twin sisters.

Meng Yilan and the two of them had been playmates when they were children. Although their communication had become less and less as they grew up, before Meng Yilan officially left home, these two sisters would still take the initiative to find Meng Yilan to get together during festivals.

After Meng Yilan covered Bai Zi with the blanket, Uncle Hong brought the accompanying female doctor, Sister Ma, to the car. She took a brief look at Bai Zi’s body, and explained to Meng Yilan: “Miss Meng, there’s nothing wrong with your friend’s body. She’s probably just too tired, so she can’t wake up.”

After letting go a little, Yuting handed over a wet wipe: “Don’t worry, cousin. Our mother has given us so many warnings. Nothing will happen.”

Meng Yilan didn’t reply, still staring at Bai Zi lying in the back seat of the car. After a long while, she turned her head, looking at Uncle Hong and Mr. Liu.

“Please help me with the rest.” After saying that, she opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards Mr. Liu and Uncle Hong.

Yuting and Yurou looked at each other, in their impression, Meng Yilan was a loner, and had never had any close friends. But now, after so many years, Meng Yilan suddenly had such a person by her side, and the two couldn’t help but curiously look at the sleeping Bai Zi.

Outside the car, Uncle Hong saw Meng Yilan walking towards him, and immediately straightened his body: “Miss Meng.”

“Miss Meng,” Mr. Liu also walked over, his smile a little stiff. “Don’t worry, I’ve figured everything out here. It’s all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!”

Meng Yilan raised her eyebrows, glanced at Uncle Hong, and said: “It’s not a misunderstanding.”

Uncle Hong and Mr. Liu were both stunned in place. Meng Yilan then added on her own: “I’m really sorry, Mr. Liu. I was careless for a moment, and made a mistake in the contents of the transaction, causing a problem with the ‘goods’.”

The smile on Mr. Liu’s face became even stiffer: “What do you mean?”

“Since I handed over the wrong ‘goods,’ I should make up for the mistake…” Meng Yilan said, looking at Shi Lei, who had been peeking at them from behind the gate.

Mr. Liu followed Meng Yilan’s gaze and turned his head. When he saw Shi Lei, he showed a confused expression again.

Shi Lei felt a bad premonition when he saw the two staring at him at the same time. Just as he was about to turn around and walk away, Meng Yilan said: “Mr. Liu, this new product seems to be about to run away.”

Mr. Liu seemed to understand Meng Yilan’s meaning, and quickly raised his hand, having someone grab Shi Lei, who wanted to slip away.

“Miss Meng, what do you mean…” Mr. Liu had someone bring Shi Lei in front of him, his face a little ugly, obviously having guessed Meng Yilan’s intention.

Meng Yilan smiled slightly at Mr. Liu: “I’ll hand him over to you, and it’ll be considered compensation for my previous mistake.”

“Miss Meng,” Shi Lei panicked, trying to break free but being held tightly by his arms, “What, what are you joking about?”

Meng Yilan didn’t pay attention to Shi Lei, only raising her hand and waving her right hand: “His bite wound is on the wrist of his right hand.”

Mr. Liu frowned, turned his head, and had someone pull up Shi Lei’s right sleeve, and sure enough, he saw two rows of very deep teeth marks.

Shi Lei’s face turned red with anxiety. He hysterically shouted at Mr. Liu: “No…this wasn’t bitten by a mutant!”

The more anxious he was, the less he knew how to explain. Although it was a bite wound, it was a scar that Bai Zi had bitten him with when they were fighting by the sea more than a year ago.

Although Meng Yilan knew this, she deliberately used this to slander him. Shi Lei understood that this time, he would probably have a slim chance of survival.

“When I was inside just now,” Meng Yilan curled the corners of her mouth, and said softly to Mr. Liu, “I heard that you guys have to give these people injections and make cuts during surgery. I’m quite interested. Before I leave, I’d like to see the surgical process, is that okay?”

Shi Lei was speechless after hearing Meng Yilan’s words, his legs trembling, unable to even stand.

Mr. Liu finally understood Meng Yilan’s meaning, knowing that the other party wanted to deliberately torture Shi Lei. He pondered for a few seconds, and nodded: “Of course, it’s our honor to have you participate.”

Seeing Meng Yilan preparing to follow Mr. Liu back into the prison, Uncle Hong wanted to follow, but was stopped by Meng Yilan: “I’ll be out in a while.” After saying that, she walked inside without turning her head back, while Shi Lei, whose body had gone limp, was dragged into the prison.

At the same time, Bai Zi, who was lying in the black car, woke up.

“She’s awake!” Yuting was the first to notice Bai Zi opening her eyes.

Although she had regained consciousness, Bai Zi’s body still didn’t have any strength. Hearing someone ask, she turned her head to look at the other party, but was frowned upon by the pungent smell of perfume.

“The doctor said that there’s nothing wrong with your body,” Yuting said on her own. “You’re just too tired, so you fainted.”

Bai Zi tried hard to recall what had happened before she fainted. She remembered that in the operating room, her body had been cut countless times by Shi Lei, and she also remembered that someone had sneaked into the operating room, feeding her a large bag of blood. She also remembered breaking the electric shock collar on her neck, and then killing her way from the second basement level to the fifth floor.

And at the very end, when she hid in a room, someone had softly called her name, that person…

“What’s your relationship with my cousin?” Before Bai Zi could think too much, the woman next to her asked.

Bai Zi was stunned, she didn’t realize who the “cousin” the other party was talking about was.

“Yuting, don’t ask her, let her rest.” Another woman’s voice came from the passenger seat.

Bai Zi propped up her body with difficulty, and looked up at the passenger seat.

She found that the two strange women in the car had similar features, and both had the same style of gemstone necklace hanging around their necks, only in different colors, one red and one blue.

In the next moment, Bai Zi fell back on the sofa due to a wave of dizziness.

She bit her tongue hard, forcing herself not to fall asleep again, and turned her eyes to look around, wondering what this place was.

When she saw the prison gate outside the car window, Bai Zi frowned. She reached out her hand, trying to open the car door.

“What are you doing?” Yuting quickly closed the car door again. “Cousin will be back soon, don’t worry, stay here, and we’ll send you back to Bei City soon.”

When Bai Zi heard the words “Bei City,” she suddenly felt very certain that the “cousin” the other party was talking about was Meng Yilan.

For some reason, after realizing this, Bai Zi no longer resisted the dizziness and fatigue that were surging from the depths of her body. She relaxed her body and lay back in the back seat, staring at the roof of the car, slowly falling asleep again.

She didn’t know how long had passed, but Meng Yilan returned to the black car again. She had taken off her protective suit at some point, as if nothing had happened. Behind her, there was also a small furry child.

“Cousin,” Yuting lowered the car window, and said while yawning, “My sister and I will help you take care of her. The white car in the back is more spacious, why don’t you go over there…” When she saw the red-haired orangutan following Meng Yilan, she was immediately stunned.

“No need,” Meng Yilan replied softly, not explaining about the red-haired orangutan. “You guys go sit in that car.”

The twin sisters were surprised again by Meng Yilan’s actions, but neither of them dared to show it. They only silently followed the other party’s instructions, and got out of the car.

Sister Hua also followed and sat in the white car. Meng Yilan then silently sat back next to Bai Zi, who was still sleeping, and Mao Mao happily jumped into the car, cowering by Bai Zi’s feet.

Uncle Hong, being very perceptive, didn’t say anything more. He got into the driver’s seat, glanced at Meng Yilan and the red-haired orangutan, and then said a few words on the walkie-talkie. Soon, the entire convoy on the highway started one after another, preparing to leave the prison.

Meng Yilan stared out the window, her right hand clenched into a fist.

Just now in the operating room, she had personally taken the scalpel, and made a hundred cuts on Shi Lei’s body, no more and no less.

And before leaving the operating room, she had also questioned Shi Lei, asking the question that she should have asked more than a year ago.

Thinking of this, Meng Yilan looked at the rearview mirror, glancing at the white car behind her.

But now wasn’t the time to deal with that matter.

Thinking this, Meng Yilan turned her head to look at Bai Zi next to her.

The other party’s face was calm, looking like she had fallen into a deep sleep. This was the first time Meng Yilan had seen Bai Zi like this.

She picked up the blanket that had slipped off, and put it back on Bai Zi’s body. When she was tidying up the slightly messy clothes on her waist and abdomen, she was suddenly grabbed by the hand.

It was just a light grip, and Meng Yilan could have broken free with a slight pull.

But at this time, Meng Yilan clearly felt that her face was radiating a slight heat due to the physical contact between the two.

She raised her head, and looked at the rearview mirror a little guiltily. Uncle Hong was driving attentively, and hadn’t noticed this scene in the back seat.

Meng Yilan realized that her reaction was a little strange, and wanted to pull her hand back, but was stunned when she saw Bai Zi’s face—before she woke up, she would just hold her hand like this.

Otherwise, if the car suddenly braked and Bai Zi who wasn’t wearing her seatbelt, would be thrown off by inertia, which would be incredibly dangerous.

Besides, she was so weak now, she definitely needed someone to accompany her. And she, whom she considered a “light,” such an important presence, was so important. If she could temporarily hold Bai Zi’s hand, it would surely help her heal faster.

Thinking this, Meng Yilan tightened her grip on Bai Zi’s hand slightly.