The Chef Rules the Last Days
Chapter 264 - 262: Defective Product

Chapter 264: Chapter 262: Defective Product

Lu Jin easily grasped her hand as she chopped at him, and he gave her a stern look, his other hand wrapped in bandages proactively pulled out the syringe from Ling Ye’s body.

The syringe, which was the length of a pinky finger, slowly backed out and left several holes as thick as toothpicks in the boy’s slender arm.

Upon seeing this, Su Mo immediately broke free from his grasp and quickly untied Ling Ye, touching his little face, her eyes met Lu Jin’s with fury, "He’s just a child!"

His gaze pierced him just as it did that day, and Lu Jin stepped back, his eyes deep, he explained in a low voice, "It wasn’t me."

He was explaining to her, but Su Mo didn’t even want to hear him speak, she picked up Ling Ye and walked out, her mood had hit rock bottom.

Outside, several soldiers who came to support burst in, but Lu Jin waved his hand directly, "Let her go."

"Brother, why let her go!" Lu Yuan stood up from the sofa, a bright red palm print on her face, the corner of her mouth split open.

Su Mo faced her, releasing all the pressure she held, and walked over with Ling Ye in one hand and grabbed Lu Yuan’s hair with the other, slamming her head hard against the table, "Why do this to him?!"

With that slam, she only used half her strength.

The glass of water on the table shattered immediately, spilling all over.

Lu Yuan could clearly feel her skull cracking, her vision darkened, she couldn’t speak, blood began trickling from her ears, she lay limp on the table, dead or alive unknown.

On the side, Xiaoqiao who witnessed the whole scene shrank to the ground, hugging her legs and shrieking madly, "It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me! I didn’t mean it! I just wanted to know where my parents were!"

Su Mo didn’t say anything, and Xiaoqiao herself began crying out like a mad woman.

She glanced at Xiaoqiao expressionlessly and walked through the soldiers, carrying Ling Ye as she left.

Lu Jin stood by the operating table for a while, his aura even more turbulent and terrifying than before, he picked up the half-full medicine from the table and approached Xiaoqiao.

Meeting his deep, murderous eyes, Xiaoqiao desperately backed away until she had no more room, cornered at the wall. She feared the syringe in his hand, shaking her head frantically, "Spare me, I didn’t mean to do it!"

He showed no mercy; the matchstick-thick syringe plunged into her arm, into the bone, filling it with medicine.

Lu Jin’s voice was ruthless, "You wanted to see your parents, didn’t you? You’ll see them very soon."

"No!" The medicine took rapid effect inside Xiaoqiao, but unlike Ling Ye, she wasn’t quiet. Blue veins quickly spread across her neck and arms.

Several researchers hurriedly carried out a pile of documents and locked Xiaoqiao in the laboratory.

She twisted madly on the immaculate white floor, the blue veins becoming more and more numerous, until with a bang, she exploded into a pile of flesh.

The medicine was indeed a drug, but it was also an unfinished product.

A researcher approached cautiously, handing the freshly preserved documents to Lu Jin, "Take a look, these values, that child, he’s not simple."

Lu Jin took them, glanced over them, and his dark eyes deepened, "Clean up the laboratory. Everyone prepare to evacuate, everyone from the Jiang Residence’s underground lab should return."

"Yes."

Lu Jin put down the documents, walked to the table, bent over roughly to pick up Lu Yuan, who was lying on it, and walked away with large strides.

...

Soon after Su Mo and Ling Ye left, they encountered Lu Chen on the way; he had rushed over.

Seeing her, he hugged her tightly, his tone cold and blaming, "Why didn’t you wait for me to come back?"

His facial lines were tense, his phoenix eyes filled with worry, Su Mo struggled so as not to crush the child in her arms, "Ling Ye is still here with me; let’s go back first."

"Momo, how’s the little brat doing?" Zhao Changsheng returned to her side and looked down to check on Ling Ye.

He was just unconsciously groaning in pain, with blue lines beginning to appear slowly around his neck.

"He was injected with a large amount of unknown medicine, it seems like it was extracted from some original body," Su Mo said with a stern face looking towards Lu Chen, "They are using the bodies Rong Bai brought back for research."

Zhao Changsheng, upon hearing this, immediately tried to snatch the person from her hands, his expression filled with panic, "Then why are you still holding her? Let go quickly!"

Lu Chen had the same reaction as her but instead said, "I’ll hold her."

Su Mo knew she couldn’t argue with him, so she compliantly placed the child into his arms and wiped off the sweat on Ling Ye’s brow with her sleeve, "If anything seems off, put him down."

"Okay."

By this time, the Second Ring had also begun to enforce a curfew, and no one was allowed to walk the streets, with soldiers everywhere searching for the remaining experiment subjects.

The three of them quickly returned to the apartment.

Li Qian also came back after passing on the message.

A group of people gathered in his room.

Ling Ye was placed on the bed, and without Lu Chen’s restraint, his little hands scratched frantically at his neck.

Su Mo wrapped him in a blanket and pressed his hands down to keep him from moving.

Li Qian asked in surprise, "How did it become like this?"

Watching the blue lines slowly crawl up Ling Ye’s skin, Su Mo’s eyes turned cold, "He’s been infected with the medicine."

"What do we do next?" Zhao Changsheng also didn’t know what to say at this point, pacing back and forth, looking annoyed.

"I don’t know either," Su Mo said, heavy-hearted.

Li Qian stroked his chin and spoke after pondering, "Since he’s been infected with the medicine, if we still need to bring him along, we can’t let him get injured and bleed."

Lu Chen pondered for a moment, "Let’s see how things go tonight."

He placed his hand on Su Mo’s shoulder, half-hugging her, at heart, he didn’t want to see her sad, but...

Upon seeing that painfully twisted little face, Lu Chen hid the murderous intent in his eyes, if an accident happened, he would not show mercy.

...

At the top floor of Infinity Restaurant, which had already closed its doors early in Second Ring, a burly man with a full beard and bloodshot eyes stood in front of a water tank on the rooftop. This water tank, supplying the entire restaurant, had its lid forcibly pried open by his brute force.

He used the sharp edges of the lid to cut open his arm and let fresh blood drip into the water tower.

"If there’s something wrong with my body, then let’s all try it,"

With the howling wind, his tattered clothes fluttered, accompanied by a low murmur of despair, he leaped from the high place.

...

Deep into the night.

Ling Ye was no longer struggling, but his body was completely covered with blue lines, from his toes to the top of his head, crawling over every inch.

There was no sign of him waking up.

The four of them then temporarily gathered in the living room.

Su Mo sat down next to Lu Chen, leaning back on the sofa, turning her head to look at him, "What did the Jiang Residence say?"

Lu Chen turned his gaze, his thin lips moved slightly, "The second batch of medicine has been suspended."

"That’s good news," Li Qian said.

"Indeed," Su Mo responded, but her expression was clearly not optimistic as she rubbed her chest and sat upright, "Now, the only infected person is on the run, let’s hope there are no mistakes."

From just now until the present, her heart had been beating rapidly non-stop, the feeling of panic coming in wave after wave.