Name 2: In memory.

"A puppet?" Ye Yanran a deeper silence. Sure enough, it was impossible for two Living Dead to be exactly alike in this world.

Was the puppet also the work of the intruding superhuman?

This kind of supernatural power should only be possible for someone with special abilities.

Ye Yanran looked at the Living Dead was standing quietly to the side in the basement, listening to their conversation. Her emotions were so stable, something she had never seen before.

What about this one?

Could she be related to the intruder with superpowers? Did he bring her here? That would explain why she appeared in this place so mysteriously.

If so, what exactly does that superhuman want to do?

Ye Yanran's thoughts were in turmoil, feeling the powerlessness of a mortal, but she only slumped for a second before regaining her decisive leadership. "Jia Le, we'll talk about the Living Dead when we get back!"

Jia Le paused for a moment, then nodded; he would follow the instructions.

"And what about her?" Jia Le glanced quickly at Xiao Pei. "Sister Yan, who is she? Can we talk about her now?"

Returning to the topic of ordinary people, Ye Yanran felt much more relaxed, a hint of her usual irreverence slipping out. "She? She's just an insignificant ordinary citizen."

Xiao Pei: "."

*

Ye Yanran never expected that the Special Affairs Office would encounter so many problems just because they came to treat a Living Dead. Now, the Living Dead they were supposed to treat has died, and there is now another Living Dead.

The living Living Dead will be taken away, and the corpses of the dead Living Dead will also be taken away.

Before leaving, there was one more very important thing to do: contact the owner of the villa.

Talking to the relatives and friends of the Living Dead is usually the job of the police, but this time, Ye Yanran plans to do it herself. Because the children suffering from the Living Dead have died in the course of their work.

The homeowner was resting in her bedroom upstairs. Ye Yanran made many preparations before opening the door.

Another unexpected event occurred.

The homeowner has amnesia.

It's possible that the woman suffered amnesia because she spent too much time with the Living Dead, and Living Dead presence affected her brain function. This is generally considered unsafe for people to be in contact with the Living Dead for extended periods.

Ye Yanran's prepared words were all stuck in her throat. She looked at the homeowner in the room, who didn't know her purpose and gently asked who she was and what she was doing there, unaware that she had ever been a mother.

Ye Yanran's heart sank into the water, and she felt short of breath. Although the cleanup work had become easier, it was nothing to be thankful for.

Ye Yanran ultimately did not tell the homeowner about the Living Dead. She didn't know if her concealment was the right thing to do, and she left the room with a heavy sense of apology and guilt.

The woman named Xiao Pei was outside, standing with her arms crossed against the wall, waiting for her friend Ye Jiang.

Ye Yanran handed her a note.

Xiao Pei didn't immediately take the note. Instead, she looked up at the other person. This young director exuded a suffocating heaviness. Xiao Pei was the field team leader of the Ability Control Bureau, and she could understand to some extent what the young director was feeling guilty and apologetic about. She understood.

She looked at her for a while before taking the note.

The note read, "[I'm leaving. I'm going to find that woman.]"

There was no name left, but Xiao Pei recognized it at a glance who made it. Who else could it be but that willful ancestor?

Xiao Pei's eye twitched.

Ye Yanran also read the note. Her lips twitched, and she couldn't help but ask, "Ye Jiang just left like that? Who is she going to find?"

She went to find the woman who had tricked her; the Waiter seemed to hold a grudge against her.

Xiao Pei only thought it to herself and didn't say it aloud, only saying, "Why are you so concerned about where she is?"

Ye Yanran was already in a bad mood, and upon hearing this, she gave a forced smile, "Because she agreed to stay and work in the Special Affairs Office."

The other party had clearly requested to be admitted to the Special Affairs Office, and she had even praised her ambition, only to be treated like this.

Xiao Pei chuckled and patted Ye Yanran's shoulder, "You'll get used to it. That's just how willful she is."

Ye Yanran: "..."

*

The Special Affairs Office did not have its own office, but instead borrowed space from a private hospital. This hospital had been requisitioned and was now used specifically to treat the Living Dead. The hospital underwent significant changes, with biological laboratories and drug research labs being rapidly built, and a large number of experts moving in, all in an effort to develop a treatment for the Living Dead.

The experts were working in the laboratory research rooms of the hospital building at the front.

The Living Dead are in the inpatient department at the back. There is little contact between the two. Only for necessary examinations will the experts briefly go to the inpatient department to come into contact with the Living Dead.

The four staff members from the Special Affairs Office frequently visited the inpatient department. Their office was located in the former Nurse' station, and they lived in the hospital, using the staff dormitory as their ward.

At this time, in the inpatient department.

"This is where you will be staying," Ye Yanran, pushing open the door to a room and introducing it to the monster behind her.

Ye Yanran was extremely unsettled; this was the first time she had ever introduced a place to live for a Living Dead.

So far, a total of 5 "Living Dead" individuals have been brought into the hospital ward alive by the Special Affairs Office. All 5 were extremely agitated and refused to listen to any explanations. They were basically wheeled into the room with their hands and feet bound. The Special Affairs Office tried to be gentle with them, but they were uncooperative.

This was the first time Ye Yanran had so calmly brought a Living Dead here. She didn't have to restrain herself at all. From the villa to the hospital, the Living Dead was obedient the whole way and followed her whenever she asked.

She even took the initiative to get into the Special Affairs Office's car, sitting in the passenger seat; she seemed to prefer the passenger seat.

This Living Dead is conscious, very conscious.

Ye Yanran was certain that she was so excited she was almost losing her senses. Did these Living Dead really exist? Or was it just her imagination?

Ye Yanran, suppressing her excitement, continued, "Is the room quite empty? No problem, we'll decorate it for you soon. What style of decoration do you like?"

The rooms where the Living Dead are housed have been specially modified. The walls, floors, and ceilings are all made of reinforced glass. Although they look like rooms, they have actually been transformed into hard, enclosed boxes. There is no furniture inside the boxes except for the beds. In fact, the Living Dead do not even know how to use the beds.

But Ye Yanran felt that this Living Dead might want more decorations.

"It's very comfortable staying here," Ye Yanran said. "You live alone in a single room, it's very spacious, isn't it? Am I not lying to you? Isn't this a great place?"

The Living Dead, no, the monster, had remained silent until it heard those words, at which point it finally reacted. It stood still, but the single eye on its forehead shifted several centimeters back to the back of its head, revealing the young man standing behind it.

Single room?

There's still a monster there.

Ahead, Ye Yanran abruptly stopped speaking, her mouth agape, her eyes wide with disbelief...

The monster's eyes returned to their normal position, and it stared at her indifferently.

Ye Yanran immediately stopped her impolite staring and coughed twice. "You can stay here for now. I'll go write a mission report and come back to keep you company when I'm done!"

Ye Yanran really didn't want to leave. In the past half month, she had only encountered such a special Living Dead. She was so fond of him and wanted to stay and see more of him.

However, the mission report still needs to be written, especially since the Living Dead died during her mission, which was her dereliction of duty, and she still needs to submit a written self-criticism.

"I'm leaving now, my friend. When I come back, I'll bring you the furniture too!" Ye Yanran reluctantly, turning back every few steps.

The monster was quite willing to let her go, showing no intention of stopping her from leaving.

He had wanted her gone for a long time.

It's noisy.

The door closed.

Humanity has finally left.

Inside the room, the monster sized up the young man. The young man didn't leave; he was locked in the room with the monster.

The youth looked at Him too.

"Have you forgotten me again?" the young man asked.

His cold eyes reflected His image, gazing upon Him from the distant past to the present.

He stared at Him for a while, but when he didn't receive a reply, he lowered his eyes.

He turned and walked to the only bed in the room, bending down to put something on the bedside table.

A faint floral fragrance wafted through the air.

The young man placed a bouquet of flowers on the bedside table. The beautiful flowers bloomed in a prop vase, concealing their form so that only the monster and the young man could see them, and they only bloomed for the monster and the young man.

The promised decorations from humans hadn't arrived yet, but the young man had already adorned the room.

"Although you've forgotten, I still owe you a bouquet of flowers," the young man said.

monster. "..."

He smelled the fragrance of flowers.

Chapter 156 Name 2 From Memory.

A group of people arrived at the inpatient ward; they were wearing protective suits and crowded outside the door of a ward.

This is a converted hospital room, empty inside, with the entire room completely enclosed by reinforced glass. It is currently undergoing its second renovation.

Beige wallpaper, pink bedding, a wardrobe covered in cute stickers, a flower petal sofa, a round coffee table... the room is gradually becoming more girly.

The renovation worker was the director of the Special Affairs Office herself, and the laborer was a technician from the Special Affairs Office who was under her command.

There was a "person" in the room, a thin, expressionless monster standing to one side, its single eye on its forehead staring indifferently at the busy humans, ignoring the enthusiastic communication of the decorators.

"Hey friend, do you think two single sofas are enough for the room?"

"Hey friend, do you like listening to music? Would you like me to put a mini speaker here for you? What kind of music do you like?"

"Hey, friend..."

The monster never spoke, as if it were incapable of speech.

But when the humans in the room tried to place a cute lamp on the bedside table, it moved, walked around to the front of the humans, and prevented them from placing it.

Although they were stopped, the human was overjoyed, dancing with glee. "Hey, you don't like this?! Is it the design you don't like, or the lamp itself? Do you want me to get you a different lamp? I have a spare one here!"