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After the man with bulging eyes left the warehouse, he escaped down a narrow alley and fainted next to a trash can by a pile of garbage on Baimen Street. The foul smell woke him up. He checked the mark he had left on Tong Qingqing and confirmed she was dead before unsteadily making his way back to the hotel.
He had arrived in Nanquan yesterday and only went to see Tong Qingqing after investigating her situation. He hadn't intended to kill her; it was Tong Qingqing who attacked first, and he killed her in self-defense.
After taking a shower, he examined his body and found only two broken ribs, with no other serious injuries. He then packed his things and prepared to leave.
"Dr. Jiang," the man with bulging eyes dialed a number.
"How did it go?" Dr. Jiang asked.
"Fang Su is dead," the man replied. "As for the cause of death, I asked Tong Qingqing, and she said Fang Su died during a mission."
"Oh?" Dr. Jiang said, puzzled. "What mission?"
"She wouldn't say," the man with bulging eyes shook his head.
"Then how did she expose herself?" Dr. Jiang inquired.
"She said it was because of another failed mission," the man explained.
"Mm." Dr. Jiang pondered. "Do you have any other findings?"
"Tong Liya is adopted by Tong Qingqing," the man said. "She looks very much like Tong Qingqing."
"I see," Dr. Jiang responded. "Leave Nanquan as soon as possible to avoid Tong Liya calling the police."
"Understood," the man agreed.
"I'll investigate Tong Liya's situation later," Dr. Jiang said. "We'll talk when you return."
"Yes." The man hung up the phone.
Inside the warehouse, Tong Qingqing's body quickly decomposed into dust, a sight that was unbearable for Tong Liya. She cried out in anguish and took out her phone to call the police.
"Liya, don't call the police!" Yan Jien stopped her.
"Why not?" Tong Liya glared at Yan Jien angrily. "I want to report that murderer!"
"Listen to me." Yan Jien pressed down on Tong Liya's shoulders seriously. "There are mutant beings in this world."
"Mutant beings?" Tong Liya was taken aback.
"Yes," Yan Jien nodded and said, "your mother is one of them."
"No... it's impossible..." Tong Liya shook her head desperately.
"I know it's hard for you to accept right now," Yan Jien said, "but I hope you can calm down."
"How can you expect me to calm down!" Tong Liya screamed, "My mom is dead! Dead in front of me!"
"Liya, I understand how you feel," Yan Jien sighed, "but you've grown up; you need to learn to be strong."
"I don't understand what you're saying," Tong Liya cried.
"I'm here to tell you," Yan Jien said, "your mother was a mutant with special abilities, but she didn't want you to know that, so she kept it hidden from you for twenty years."
"No... I don't believe it..." Tong Liya shook her head vigorously.
"I know it's hard for you to accept this fact," Yan Jien said, "but your mother is dead; that's the truth, and you have to accept it."
"No... this isn't true..." Tong Liya broke down, collapsing to the ground, her eyes vacant.
Yan Jien ignored Tong Liya; he walked over to the wall, took a cardboard box, and swept Tong Qingqing's ashes into it.
After doing all this, Yan Jien placed the box next to Tong Liya and softly said, "Liya, let's go home."
Tong Liya remained motionless as if she hadn't heard Yan Jien's words.
Yan Jien sighed and helped Tong Liya up, carrying her on his back while holding the box, and walked out of the warehouse.
After locking the roll-up door, Yan Jien took Tong Liya to the car and drove home.
Tong Liya sat in the passenger seat, staring blankly ahead without saying a word.
Yan Jien didn't disturb her; he turned off the music and drove quietly.
Half an hour later, Yan Jien brought Tong Liya back home.
"Liya, are you hungry?" Yan Jien said gently, "I'll make you something to eat."
Tong Liya did not respond.
Yan Jien sighed and went into the kitchen to cook two bowls of noodles.
"Liya, it's time to eat," Yan Jien said as he brought the noodles into the living room.
Tong Liya sat on the sofa, staring at the wall with no reaction.
"Liya, have some noodles." Yan Jien handed the chopsticks to Tong Liya.
Tong Liya held the chopsticks and mechanically picked up the noodles, shoving them into her mouth.
"Liya, eat slowly," Yan Jien reminded her.
Ignoring him, Tong Liya desperately stuffed her mouth, finishing a bowl in no time.
"Liya, have another bowl," Yan Jien said with concern.
Tong Liya put down the chopsticks, leaned on Yan Jien's shoulder, and cried loudly.
"Mom!" Tong Liya shouted.
"Liya, cry it out," Yan Jien gently patted Tong Liya's back, comforting her. "It'll be okay once you let it out."
Tong Liya sobbed uncontrollably, her tears soaking Yan Jien's shirt.
Yan Jien silently endured it, neither pushing Tong Liya away nor stopping her.
Half an hour later, exhausted from crying, Tong Liya lifted her swollen eyes to look at Yan Jien: "Is my mom really dead?"
"Yes," Yan Jien nodded.
"How could she die?" Tong Liya murmured to herself.
"Liya, I know it's hard for you to accept this fact," Yan Jien said, "but you have to accept it."
"I want to see my mom," Tong Liya said.
"Your mom has turned to dust," Yan Jien said softly.
"No..." Tong Liya shook her head vigorously.
"Liya, you need to be strong," Yan Jien encouraged her. "Your mom in spirit would want you to pull yourself together."
"I..." Tong Liya hesitated.
"What do you want to say?" Yan Jien asked.
"I want to call the police," Tong Liya said.
"Call the police?" Yan Jien was surprised.
"Yes," Tong Liya nodded.
“Liya, listen to me,” Yan Jien explained. “Your mother was a mutant, and so am I. After we die, our bodies will decompose into dust in a short time. Even if you report it to the police, there will be no evidence to collect.”
“Does that mean the person who killed my mother gets to go free?” Tong Liya said angrily.
“Of course not,” Yan Jien replied coldly. “I will find him and avenge your mother!”
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