Wu Aiai felt as if the sky had come crashing down. Her heart went cold, and the umbrella slipped from her hand.
Hao Yun was quick enough to snatch the umbrella out of the air. Then he casually handed it back to Wu Aiai and changed the subject, puzzled. "Who killed this Soul-Eater Bee? Why does it look like it was hit head-on by a speeding truck?"
When Wu Aiai took the umbrella from Hao Yun, she came back to her senses. She tried to compose herself, but the words came out before she could think. "Obviously, it came from the direction this wall faces."
Hao Yun looked up at the huge dent in the wall and examined it. After confirming that Sun Qing had hit the wall and then slid down, he turned to look at the other side. A villa complex came into view—the part of the neighborhood with duplexes.
He compared the height of the dent Sun Qing had made and said in surprise, "At this height, it looks like the spot faces Brother Wang's house!"
Wu Aiai had been completely out of it, but his words snapped her back to reality.
She had been wondering how anyone could have been hit with such force. But if Wang Yue had sent Sun Qing flying, that was entirely possible.
Wu Aiai told the two police officers to secure the scene, then went with Hao Yun to the duplex complex and knocked on Wang Yue's door.
Wang Yue casually slapped a wasp to death. He paid it no mind and went back to check the lab. Under the plentiful supply of nutrient solution, it had already produced two thousand milliliters of blood in hardly any time at all.
On top of that, the hematopoietic stem cells had been replicated