The rumors were true.
Ling really had escaped from the mysterious organization, the most powerful experimental subject, and also the most unstable one.
A few years ago, she moved into this ordinary, somewhat shabby Apartment Building.
Because of her exceptionally striking appearance, she would be recognized at a glance in a crowd.
So she hardly ever left her apartment, living a secluded life for years.
Until recently, Ling noticed that things were getting more and more suspicious.
Neighbors in the Apartment Building came and went; the old neighbors had all moved out, replaced by several unfamiliar residents.
There were hardly any signs of normal life.
Every day, people were either inside their apartments or lurking downstairs.
Even the little boy living next door had disappeared.
No one knew if he had moved away or what happened, but in his place was a beautiful girl with a large chest.
Ling didn’t act rashly and still held onto a sliver of hope.
But that night, someone sneaked into her home, bringing drugs intended to sedate her.
At that moment, Ling finally understood—there was no luck involved.
These new neighbors were all lackeys of the organization.
Under stress, Ling’s powers went berserk, awakening the killer within her.
In just a few minutes, the fight—or rather, the massacre—was over.
All the neighbors in the Apartment Building, the dozen or so new tenants, were agents of the organization.
And now, besides Ling, only one living person remained in the entire building—the busty girl living next door.
She took the towel smeared with ** and quietly approached the girl’s door.
“…Must be a useless person society doesn’t need.”
What was that?
The girl’s voice was crisp, tinged with arrogance.
Even though Ling didn’t understand the words, they inexplicably rubbed her the wrong way.
Ling wasted no time.
After knocking on the door, she waited outside.
The moment the girl appeared, the towel was pressed over her mouth.
Catch a live one, and interrogate her properly.
…………
The rumors weren’t just rumors!
The Ancestral Jade Pendant was locked inside a transparent glass cabinet, unable to make a sound.
A woman with blood-red eyes sat on a chair, her long legs crossed.
Several sharp surgical scalpels floated up and down between her slender fingers.
The organization’s No. 0 experimental subject, a killer with the ability to manipulate and strengthen metal… the rumors were true!
Opposite the woman, Bai Xiaonuo lay limp on the sofa, unconscious.
The drug’s effects left her sleep utterly undignified, her curled-up form distorted.
The Ancestral Jade Pendant silently prayed that once Bai Xiaonuo woke up, she would quickly see the situation clearly, recognize who the other party was, and properly beg for mercy—there was still a slim chance of survival.
It shouldn’t be a problem.
Although Xiaonuo was proud, she had always been a smart girl—the Pendant thought to herself.
After about half an hour, the girl on the sofa let out a soft moan and gradually woke up.
She looked up to see the elder sister sitting opposite her, legs crossed, blood-red eyes staring intently.
By the time Bai Xiaonuo woke, Ling was just done playing and had neatly set the scalpels on the table.
Because of this, the girl didn’t witness that strange sight.
Using the information she had, Bai Xiaonuo’s sharp mind immediately got to work—first, the elder sister knocked on the door before entering, and used a towel smeared with ** on her, indicating she was an ordinary person, a bad-intentioned ordinary person.
Then, the reason behind this act was obvious.
A person who stayed at home all day, a useless waste not needed by society, with no friends and certainly no lover, and no nightlife to speak of.
So the answer was clear—there was only one possibility.
“Heh,” Bai Xiaonuo lifted her delicate face and calmly advised, “Just turn yourself in. It’s not too late to change your mind now.”
The killer lady was slightly stunned.
“What?”
She hadn’t expected the first words out of this busty girl’s mouth upon waking would be this.
“Heh, still pretending,” Bai Xiaonuo sneered, “You drugged me and brought me here, yet you’re still acting innocent. Over this past month, you’ve probably been secretly watching me through the windows or door cracks, haven’t you?”
Ling put her long legs down and leaned forward slightly: “Why would I secretly watch you?”
“Of course, it’s because you’re sexually frustrated.” Bai Xiaonuo said matter-of-factly. “Plus, now there’s a cute girl like me next door. It’s only natural you’d be itching for some action.”
Ling twitched the corner of her mouth, somewhat incredulous: “Then why do you think I brought you here?”
Bai Xiaonuo had flipped onto her back.
The drug’s effects still lingered, leaving her body soft, but she still confidently thrust out her chest:
“Isn’t it obvious? You’re sexually frustrated. Kidnapping a beautiful girl in the middle of the night—obviously for lewd purposes, right?”
Ling raised a perfectly shaped brow.
The situation was complicated.
The only living person in the Apartment Building, the busty girl she’d captured believing she was an organization lackey, thought Ling had brought her here for sex.
The most baffling part was that Ling sensed she was telling the truth.
During those dark, hopeless years in the organization, Ling had developed a special talent—she could tell if someone was lying just by looking into their eyes.
So she could tell Bai Xiaonuo wasn’t lying—this girl genuinely believed Ling had kidnapped her for lewd reasons.
Ling stood up and walked over to the window.
The faintly salty evening breeze brushed her cheeks, helping her regain some composure.
She had just unleashed the killer within, harvesting over a dozen lives in minutes.
The murderous intent was too heavy, and the killing aura was nearly uncontrollable.
Finding a quiet place to rest and stabilize her state was the most important thing now.
She turned back and said, “Since nothing happened, just shut your mouth and go back home.
Don’t ask about tonight again.”
Bai Xiaonuo blinked, her cherry lips parted in surprise: “Huh?”
She had no idea of the full story.
She only felt that Ling was ashamed from her words, anticipating serious consequences, and suddenly regretted what she’d said.
But Bai Xiaonuo didn’t care.
With the upper hand, she chose to take the moral high ground and scold:
“Listen, big sister, you may be pretty with long legs, but you have to be reasonable. Tonight’s clearly your fault—you need me. How can you talk to me like this? Where’s your attitude?”
Ling narrowed her eyes.
No response.
Bai Xiaonuo assumed she must be guilty and grew bolder:
“To be honest, I can understand you. Look at you, cooped up at home all day, nobody needs you, no friends or anything. Having fantasies about cute girls and ‘those things’ is perfectly normal.”
The woman’s breath grew heavier, the killing aura in her eyes intensifying.
After showing sympathy, Bai Xiaonuo decided to say a few more heartfelt words: “Look, fate brought us together. I won’t let you leave empty-handed. What’s your QQ number? I’ll send you a few photos to satisfy yourself. Otherwise, if this goes on, I’m worried you’ll go stir-crazy being alone at home—after all, your body is your own… huh?”
Before she finished speaking, Ling pressed her back down onto the sofa, powerful long legs trapping Bai Xiaonuo’s thighs.
She couldn’t take it anymore.
Today, she had to teach this girl a lesson!
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