1229 Truth 3 (1/2)
Garen watched Light Path pick up her teacup slowly and sip from it. The aroma of tea wafted around the living hall.
”It looks like you have been trying to avoid meeting Yuria on purpose.”
Light Path nodded.
”You are absolutely right, I have been avoiding him on purpose. Or rather, I've been avoiding them.”
Garen had also collected a significant amount of information in his Energy Machine Imprint, so when he heard that, he could also guess what she meant.
But he still needed Light Path to unveil all of the mysteries. He turned his gaze to the woman seated across from him.
Light Path was a very elegant woman with fair skin and looked like the slightly voluptuous wife from a rich family, rather than a powerful bounty-hunting mercenary.
”I don't know if you've heard the name Zhi Jinqin,” she said in a low voice.
”Zhi Jinqin?” Garen searched through his memories. ”Never heard of it.” He shook his head, the name was completely foreign to him.
”Then you must be familiar with her other name,” Light Path smiled slightly, ”Yurijie.”
Garen frowned.
”What do you mean? What does it matter if Yurijie has another name?”
”Of course it doesn't matter,” Light Path continued. ”But what if that name was also the Commander-in-Chief of the White Crab Army? Would you still say it doesn't matter?”
”The Commander-in-Chief of the White Crab Army? Are you joking?” Garen instantly laughed. He knew Yurijie, that weak little girl, and she had studied under him as well, so she could also be considered his disciple, like Yuria. However, Yuria had too much potential, so Garen neglected Yurijie most of the time. She was not very conspicuous, and now Light Path was suddenly telling him that this little girl was the Commander-in-Chief of an international mercenary army like White Crab? It was as absurd as someone randomly running up to you and saying that Old Wang next door was the military commander of some country.
”I'm starting to wonder if you really are Light Path. How can you prove your identity to me?” said Garen casually, leaning into his chair.
”That would be easy to prove.” Light Path clapped her hands, as though she had long since expected this.
The woman who had driven Garen here earlier appeared again and placed a box in front of Garen.
”Please look at this.”
The woman retreated, and Light Path extended her hand slightly, signaling Garen to open the box and check.
”There are pictures of the siblings and me inside, all the photos starting from when they were fifteen, as well as all of my identification documents, and most crucially, my occupational papers. As a mercenary and a bounty hunter, I have my own security code with the National Security Agencies of many large countries, you can feel free to check my information through your connections.”
Garen opened the box and flipped through its contents.
”I can understand that there's no reason for you to lie to me, but I still find it extremely hard to believe that Yurijie is the White Crab Commander-in-Chief.” He remembered how Yurijie acted around him, she had always been obedient and inconspicuous. No, she could barely even be called inconspicuous, she was practically non-existent.
Suddenly he felt something amiss. He had always been an extremely alert man, but until now, he still did not have a constant, deep impression of the person he had stayed with, day in and day out, while he was teaching her his skills.
Garen instantly felt something was wrong.
Light Path, who had been paying close attention to his expression, smiled slightly.
”It seems like you've noticed something wrong as well.”
Garen frowned and pulled up all of his memories regarding Yurijie, checking them carefully. But he noticed that no matter how he checked them, his information on Yurijie seemed to constantly covered in a veil of fog, so everything was blurry and unclear.
His frown relaxed. ”That's somewhat interesting.”
Light Path smiled and took out a phone. The screen was illuminated and showing several pictures of a girl's life.
”Look at this.”
Garen took it and saw that the phone screen was slowly showing pictures of a girl who looked a lot like Yurijie.
”These are the pictures from the life of a girl called Zhi Jinqin from more than seventy years ago. I pulled them out from a country's Security Databank. You can check the Databank any time,” Light Path said with a straight face. ”Yurijie and Zhi Jinqin are essentially the same person.”
”Then how would you explain her sending the White Crab Army to assault us?” Garen asked, putting down the phone.
”Zhi Jinqin is a psychopath.” Light Path smiled wryly. ”If I said that she cut off my legs and blinded my eyes, would you believe me?”
Garen raised an eyebrow. ”Just what is happening here? Please explain it to me in detail.” He knew the summarized Plot, but he never knew that there were so many details hidden so deep.
Light Path nodded. She picked up her cup slowly and sipped from it.
”In that case, I'll need to start from more than eighty years ago…”
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International Center of Disease Control.
In the clean large white hall, many medical workers were running past each other, and several emergency stretchers were constantly being sent to the many different research labs. Some of the workers had gone to get samples and reports regarding all sorts of different data, and they walked hurriedly, going in and out of the many large labs.
”How is the situation! Right now!” Inside the Central Information Hub.
Several people dressed in white uniforms were gathered together, discussing how to deal with the disease emergency.
”It's not looking good! The range of the virus contagion has expanded by fifteen times over one night! Initial evaluations have confirmed that it is an airborne contagion!” said a white-haired old man nervously.
”It feels like we've gone back to that Carpo Virus incident back then…” Another old professor sighed. ”Immediately the highest Code Red alarm, and inform the National Health Ministries. We have to control the spread of the Yuri's Kiss virus as soon as possible. Announce the symptoms.”
”What about quarantine methods? And disinfection measures?” someone else asked urgently.
”High-temperature disinfection, the aerial quarantine area must not be smaller than one kilometer!” replied an old professor urgently.
”This virus is too terrifying! The mortality rate is actually higher 99%!”
Beep!!!
All of a sudden, the piercing wail of a siren rang out through the entire center, and a screen instantly appeared on the left of the old professors.
It was a map of the world.