After a while, until he confirmed the butler would not get back up, Han Lengyue slowly walked over, her gaze inexplicably complex.

In Han Lengyue's heart, the butler was both her greatest ally and the person who cared about her the most, but now, the ruthless reality told her that the butler's care might stem from guilt over killing her father, wishing to compensate her.

Now that vengeance has been achieved, Han Lengyue felt not a bit of happiness but rather full of doubts and complications.

The only solace she felt might be that the butler was forced to kill her father under duress.

Thinking of this, the questions temporarily suppressed by panic resurfaced: Who was the person secretly instructing the butler to kill her father?

Han Lengyue looked at Xiao Feng, wanting to ask what he knew, but saw him looking troubled, a familiar sight to her, as if seeing herself when she learned the butler was the murderer of her father.

"Do you know the person who instructed Uncle Liu to kill my father?" Han Lengyue walked to Xiao Feng's side and asked calmly.

"Yes."

"Your relationship with him is unusual?" Han Lengyue continued to ask.

"Yes."

Han Lengyue took a deep breath: "If one day I decide to kill him to avenge my father, what would you do? Help him kill me, help me kill him, or help neither?"

Xiao Feng did not reply, unable to give an answer to this question.

Setting aside Han Lengyue and Han Wangfu, if the old man indeed framed him, why would he do such a thing?

Xiao Feng suddenly realized he hadn't asked a crucial question, whether the plan orchestrated by the old man to have the butler kill Han Wangfu included framing him.

Was everything deliberate or coincidental? This was the question Xiao Feng cared about the most, relating to how he would deal with the old man and the little girl Mu Shihan.

Some things Xiao Feng did not wish to think about but could not avoid thinking about; if one day the conflict with the old man reaches a matter of life and death, how does he deal with the little girl then?

Amidst his inner turmoil, Han Lengyue simply said, "It's okay if you can't answer; I will definitely find and take revenge against the person secretly instructing him. If that person matters to you, feel free to kill me to eliminate future threat."

Just then, a black Passat sped in, its tires screeching sharply against the ground as it braked.

After a drift, the car stopped, and Gong Kaishan jumped out, hurriedly asked, "Where's the person you mentioned who might be carrying some kind of virus?"

Xiao Feng's face darkened, "Are you blind? The person is right at your feet."

Gong Kaishan looked down and found the butler lying on the steps, immediately laughed awkwardly, then put on white gloves, picked up a body bag and stuffed the butler inside it, tossing it onto the back seat.

"Who are you?" Han Lengyue frowned and asked.

"Oh, I'm from the Biological Research Institute." Gong Kaishan casually lied, mentioning a rather impressive unit, a sort of privilege, which allows him to assume any identity in necessary situations.

From a bathhouse masseur to a leader of non-existent units, all could serve as his disguise.

Though Han Lengyue was skeptical about this futuristic organization of the "Biological Research Institute," considering Xiao Feng brought him here, she decided not to pursue it too seriously, thought it over and said, "After the research, please return the remains to me; the deceased should rest in peace."

"Rest assured about that." Gong Kaishan readily agreed, then looked at Xiao Feng, "Anything else?"

"There's another unconscious person upstairs, please go rescue him." Xiao Feng said lightly, then turned and left, while Han Lengyue nodded to Gong Kaishan and followed Xiao Feng away.

Watching the two leave, Gong Kaishan clicked his tongue in wonder, "How does this guy have such good luck with women, all the beauties around him are top-notch?"

Thinking it over, Gong Kaishan couldn't help but feel some emotion, if only the colleague beside him had a bit more of a feminine demeanor, she would be quite a stunning beauty based on looks alone...

...

Jiangcheng's temperature difference between day and night was significant, winter daytime could be in double digits, but at night it would be only three or four degrees, even dropping below zero.

Xiao Feng walked aimlessly, with Han Lengyue accompanying him, each harboring their thoughts, walking side by side like two lonely souls drawn together, seeking warmth.

Thankfully, neither of them was someone to overly obsess about things; matters temporarily unclear, they decide to shelve for later contemplation.

Han Lengyue suddenly asked, "Did Uncle Liu lose his mind due to some virus?"

"Almost certainly." Xiao Feng replied, "Though there's no definitive conclusion to such cases; you can call it anything you like, its essence is controlling the nervous system, akin to an immensely amplified stimulant."

"Logically speaking, is it correct to say those with better physical conditions would experience stronger drug effects and last longer?" Han Lengyue remarked solemnly, "The people creating such drugs are truly terrifying."

Xiao Feng nodded in agreement, "The fear is that this could only be the beginning, if someone who gets bitten also gets infected, it's like a plague, spreading with unimaginable speed and scope."

It's not that Xiao Feng and Han Lengyue were overworried, but to investigate, it was inevitable to confront the person behind it, meaning similar instances of sudden madness like the butler would be a stage they must deal with.

In the butler's case, Han Lengyue's skills weren't top-notch but mid-range; under normal circumstances, the butler would at least be incapacitated for a dozen minutes after encountering her kick.

No need to mention Xiao Feng, though his punch was rushed, its force wasn't something an ordinary person could endure, yet the out-of-mind butler felt no pain, his vitality remarkably tenacious as a cockroach.

This makes Xiao Feng involuntarily think that facing such an undead team would indeed be a disaster.

Therefore, he asked Gong Kaishan to send the butler to the relevant departments for study, early precaution is never wrong, at worst they should at least know what they're up against.

Unwittingly, the two arrived at a crossroads; Han Lengyue stopped and said, "Thank you!"

This expression of gratitude undoubtedly thanked Xiao Feng for saving her, but for some reason, Xiao Feng felt there was more to it, yet couldn't figure it out, nor did he have the time to ponder.

After expressing thanks, Han Lengyue turned and left, the butler's absence caused her to lose significant support, but she felt confident to face the ensuing obstacles alone; all those things taken from Han Wangfu would be reclaimed with principal and interest!

Xiao Feng took out his phone, found the old man's number, hesitating for a long time, he didn't dial, yet his thoughts began to race uncontrollably.

If his departure from Jiangcheng marked the old man's plans commencing, did the opponent consider the exposure of these situations?

Xiao Feng believed with the old man's scheming, he must have predicted it.

However, it also didn't seem right; if so, the old man placing Mu Shihan by his side, what was the scheme?

In actuality, Xiao Feng never suspected the little girl would cause him any harm, but such notions acted like a psychological implication that made him involuntarily waver.

Like watching a horror movie alone late at night when suddenly a face appears on the screen, terrifyingly telling you: "Someone's behind you, never look back!"

So, you begin to doubt if there really is someone behind you, and dare not turn around, as if sowing a seed of suspicion, nourished by fear and doubt, rooting, sprouting, eventually branching out.

"Damn it!" Xiao Feng suddenly cursed angrily, his pace turning from slow to long strides, exuding unmatched freedom.

This utterance helped Xiao Feng fortify his mind; since someone wanted to disturb his thoughts, the only thing he could do was strengthen himself; otherwise, conditions would further deteriorate.

Unknown to him, just as he cursed and left, a man in black, seemingly merging into darkness, appeared behind him, observing his back, letting out a sound of surprise, "Huh?"

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