Chapter 791
Chapter 791: Chapter 12 Ghost Cry_5 Chapter 791: Chapter 12 Ghost Cry_5 Wei Shengjin approached the private clinic.
Zhao Yingjun directly took out two plastic bags containing hair and placed them on the table:
“I’d like a DNA test on these two hair samples to determine exactly what their relationship is.”
“No problem, Miss Zhao.”
The doctor politely took them and made the necessary labels.
In a private hospital, the customer comes first; if the client doesn’t mention whose hair it is, the doctor will certainly not ask.
After all…
Those in this line have seen plenty of melodramatic plots.
He skillfully marked the hair sample on the left as A and the one on the right as B.
Then he showed Zhao Yingjun so she would know who was A and who was B in her mind.
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“By the way, Miss Zhao.”
The doctor asked while recording:
“What do you think the relationship between these two samples might be?
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It helps to focus the test, which can enhance efficiency and speed up the results.”
“They should be [sisters].”
Zhao Yingjun answered:
“Most likely sisters, but I don’t rule out other relationships.
Just run multiple tests and see what you find; I’m not in a rush, tonight to receive the results is fine.”
“No problem, Miss Zhao, we’ll wait for you tonight.”
The doctor said no more.
He had understood.
Most likely, it was a case of illegitimate daughters fighting over inheritance…
quite common in his clientele.
After giving instructions,
Zhao Yingjun then left the hospital building.
The chauffeur had already opened the door of the Alfa Romeo in the parking lot, waiting.
She wore a dark green coat, high heels, and her emerald earrings glistened in the sunlight as she briskly walked toward the car.
Suddenly,
Zhao Yingjun stopped.
Her heart felt like…
it briefly sped up.
Then she turned around,
Looking back at the hospital building she’d just exited:
“Why…
do I feel somewhat nervous?”
She laughed softly.
Shook her head.
If there was anxiety, it should be her parents’ to bear.
She had a clear conscience.
What was there to be nervous about?
Besides…
If she indeed had a little sister in her teens, that would be rather nice; as an only child, she had always envied the familial bond of siblings.
She quite liked the idea of being an older sister.
At that moment,
She actually hoped there was some blood relation with Yan Qiaoqiao.
“Am I going to be a big sister?”
She laughed inexplicably.
With her right hand, she brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, got into the van, shut the door, and went back to the office for a meeting.
…
Noon.
12:10 PM.
Lin Xian had just finished lunch, stocked the fridge, and was getting ready to embark on his second adventure in The Fifth Dreamland.
There were three main objectives this time:
1.
First, follow the original route to find Uncle Wei Shengjin, then go dig up locker 1277 to see if the inscriptions had changed, thereby determining if the temporal flux value had altered.
2.
Continue on the original path, meet CC, and after catching up, plan out the next steps, whether it’s returning to Lian Village or taking another familiar route, ultimately advancing toward Gao Wen’s safe.
3.
If there was spare time, continue using Uncle Wei Shengjin’s metal detector to search for the Hafnium Alloy Safe, hoping to find his locker number 66.
Those were the objectives.
He hoped for a breakthrough in this dream.
After washing up and just before lying down, Lin Xian called Liu Feng:
“Are you in the lab, Liu Feng?
What’s the current reading on the Space-Time Clock?”
“Still at 0.0000042, no change.”
Liu Feng replied:
“I’ve been watching it.
I even sleep with it nearby.
If there’s any change, I’ll notify you immediately.”
“Okay.”
After speaking, Lin Xian hung up the phone.
Hmm…
How should this be explained?
According to his understanding, Brother Wang and Fang Zheng Company had already reached a consensus on the ownership issues of the Microsoft YaHei font.
What’s more, due to Brother Wang’s steep asking price, the other party would love nothing more than to shove the contract into Wang’s mouth, chew it up, and make sure he couldn’t spit it out.
Could this still not be an irreversible anchor point?
“Logically…
the font on the safe number 1277 in The Fifth Dreamland should have changed,”
“so, if the Temporal Flux clearly occurred, why hasn’t the curvature value on the Space-Time Clock changed?”
“Is Liu Feng’s Space-Time Clock not accurate enough, or is it due to some other circumstance?”
Lin Xian was puzzled.
However, it’s time to sleep, let’s see what dreams may come!
He drew the curtains.
Lay in bed.
Closed his eyes.
Slowly, he drifted into sleep.
…
…
Huh…
A cool summer breeze swept through, exceptionally comfortable.
His nostrils filled with the fragrance of green grass and flowers, absolutely comforting, cleansing his entire lungs.
He opened his eyes.
It was the same spawn point as before.
The surrounding flora and climbing vines were unchanged.
This was the East Sea.
The East Sea as it once was.
The ruins of an international metropolis buried under thick soil, symbolizing the demise of a civilization.
“Time to start moving.”
Lin Xian turned his head and ran to the right, following the direction he remembered.
However…
He realized he had overestimated his memory.
In this dense jungle without any landmarks or compass and unable to see the sun’s position, it was impossible to find the right direction!
In no time, he was lost.
Turning left and right, he could no longer distinguish north, south, east, or west.
This…
What should he do now?
It’s like finding a needle in a haystack; he just couldn’t locate Uncle Wei Shengjin.
Helplessly,
he had no choice but to grab a direction from his memory and run with all his might.
When he reached a spot where the trees were slightly more sparse, he shouted around:
“Teacher Wei!
Teacher Wei—”
“Teacher Wei—can you hear me?!”
The echo reverberated in the jungle, but…
there was no response.
Could he not hear?
Or perhaps, did he hear but dare not make a sound?
Lin Xian remembered how cautious Uncle Wei Shengjin had been when they first met, almost drawing a gun, American-style quick draw.
It’s better to call out the real name.
Lin Xian gritted his teeth and decided to take the plunge.
There was no one around anyway…
Calling out the real name, at least, might give Uncle Wei Shengjin some sense of security, who might just come looking for him with his gun following the sound.
Conveniently,
there was a plant nearby similar to banana leaves.
The leaves were large.
Lin Xian broke off a large leaf, rolled it up into a cone-shaped tube, similar to a horn.
A natural megaphone, not bad.
Then he held it to his mouth,
facing the quiet woods,
gathered energy to his stomach,
and yelled out forcefully:
“Wei Shengjin!!!
Wei—Sheng—jin!!”
“Wei—Sheng—jin—”
Then, he changed direction, raised the banana leaf horn high:
“Wei Shengjin!
Wei Shengjin!
Wei Sheng—”
Whoosh!
A graceful black shadow dropped from the tree tops, landing right in front of Lin Xian.
Lin Xian put down the banana leaf horn.
He looked at the girl who suddenly appeared before him.
Her brown hair was tied up, the mole at the corner of her eye was just right, and…
Her look of disdain, disgust, filled with revulsion, as if she were looking at trash.
CC frowned, deliberately stood farther away, and with an incomprehensible gaze looked at Lin Xian:
“What in the world is a grown man like you screaming about?”