2216: Guilt
After Ji Qingyan took a shower, Lin Yi picked up his phone, preparing to play some games for a while.
But he played the game distractedly.
Because Christmas was just around the corner, less than a week away.
He hadn’t prepared anything, and the thought of it frustrated him.
He just quit the game and spent a while scrolling through Taobao and Goutou.
Afterwards, he found that the gifts there seemed even more frustrating, so he tossed his phone aside and began to consider what to give for Christmas.
But before long, the phone beside him rang—it was a call from Qiu Yuluo.
“Calling so late at night, is there a directive?”
“The matter in Zhong Hai, Group One should have told you, right?”
Lin Yi took a second to respond, “Are you talking about that suspect?”
“Yes, that’s the one.”
Hearing this news, Lin Yi’s expression turned serious.
“I haven’t been paying attention to that, is there a problem with that person?”
“I’ve found the latest information; the individual is from Shianggang. His name is Ma Dehong, he worked at the Detrick Research Room in America ten years ago as the deputy director, but he resigned from his position three years ago and disappeared from the public eye.”
In Qiu Yuluo’s words, Lin Yi picked out the important information.
“What exactly does this De Krick Laboratory do?”
“There is no concrete evidence, but it’s very likely an organization involved in E-class serum research.”
“Gene serum…”
Lin Yi mumbled to himself, “With America’s current technological capabilities, mastering this technology shouldn’t be difficult, and Ma Dehong, as the deputy director, must have held very important information.”
“That’s true, but according to our investigation, he seems to have been active on Shianggang for the past half a year which is not a good sign.”
“But all of this is mere speculation. Even if he has been active on Shianggang, that doesn’t prove anything. Have you found anything else?”
“Nothing more, the reason for his arrest was recent unrest in Shianggang. We found an excuse to seize him for further interrogation.”
“You’re not calling to ask me to interrogate him, are you?”
“I did consider that, you’re rather skilled in these matters and should have no issue handling him.”
After a few seconds of silence, Lin Yi asked,
“What did you mean by Shianggang not being ‘Taiping’?”
“The hospital has received several cases of mysterious deaths. We had someone look into it, and the cause of death were due to bodily system overload, highly resembling deaths caused by gene serum injections.”
Hearing this message, Lin Yi’s brow furrowed.
In all of Asia, the only organization capable of researching gene serums was the Mitsui Group.
If that was indeed the reason, it would make sense to give Caie Mitsui a call to check for related leads.
“Leave this matter to me, anything else?”
“No official business, but I’ve got a personal question for you.”
“Are you on your period or did it come early, looking for me to prescribe you something?”
“Stop talking nonsense,” Qiu Yuluo said.
“Are you really not planning on undertaking missions from the Central Guards Brigade anymore?”
“For minor things, you can still count on me, but not the risky ones,” Lin Yi said with a laugh.
“What a shame, there’ll be fewer chances to fight alongside you.”
“That’s a shame, but it’s unavoidable. I’m not even married nor have I had a child. It would be a real loss to die out there before enjoying those milestones.”
“From the sound of it, it seems like you’re planning to get married and have kids,” Qiu Yuluo said with a laugh.
“Let me know ahead of time when the event is, I’ll prepare a big red envelope for you.”
“Nothing’s certain yet; at this rate, I probably won’t even be a dad by forty.”
“That’s your own affair then.”
Qiu Yuluo laughed with a hint of schadenfreude.
“Alright, enough chitchat, I’ve got other things to do; let’s keep in touch by phone. Good luck.”
Qiu Yuluo hung up, and Lin Yi threw his phone aside, continuing to think about Christmas gifts.
But Ji Qingyan, standing outside the door, felt deeply unsettled for a long time.
With her intelligence, she had easily guessed that the person who called Lin Yi was probably from his former organization.
Perhaps they had wanted to assign him a mission, though he had refused.
But what stung Ji Qingyan the most was Lin Yi’s comment “I might not even be a dad by forty.”