The surroundings of the villa were extremely quiet, quiet as if it were before the apocalypse arrived.
Even inside the villa, there was no trace of tension or danger.
Inside the villa, exquisite and luxurious chandeliers hung in the center, emitting a soft light that was not glaring but enough to illuminate the entire villa.
They also illuminated the man sitting on the sofa.
The man was handsome, with sharp features and an imposing aura. His deep eyes exuded a strong sense of aggression, albeit somewhat concealed by his glasses, giving him an air of elegant restraint.
His attire was casual, wearing a white shirt beneath a white lab coat, which looked exceptionally good on him, resembling that of a model.
Even in this post-apocalyptic world, his lab coat remained spotless, devoid of any dirt, contrasting with the rest of the world.
At this moment, the man was holding a tablet, looking very serious.
Occasionally, he would take screenshots and save them in an album.
The album, which was originally empty, now contained hundreds of photos after the man downloaded the surveillance videos from his email.
All were screenshots from surveillance footage.
Even the unchanging wallpaper on the tablet and the man’s social media profile picture had been replaced with images of a smiling young man with a gentle expression.
Obviously, he was very fond of that scene.
Unfortunately, the surveillance footage was somewhat blurry, with fixed positions, often unable to capture the young man’s face directly.
Moreover, there was no sound.
This made the man somewhat dissatisfied, and he absentmindedly rubbed his thumb on the tablet.
The man’s fingers were slender and well-proportioned, with distinct joints, very attractive, but the action of rubbing the tablet at this moment emitted a hint of suppressed tension.
It seemed to carry a hint of danger.
The man in the suit standing beside him didn’t dare to disturb him, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible, even lightening his breathing.
It was already late, but the man didn’t mention resting, and the man in the suit didn’t dare to suggest it either.
Because he knew that the man in front of him was still waiting for something.
Not long after, there was a knock on the villa’s door.
The man in the suit quickly walked to the door and opened it.
After the main gate was opened, several people in protective suits walked in, each holding a box in their hands.
Although their faces could not be seen due to the protective suits, it could be inferred from the identification numbers on their chest protectors that these were the same people who had visited the Second Hospital before.
The person holding the box placed it on the table in front of the man and respectfully spoke. “Doctor, the alarm clock has been brought.”
Finally, the man set down his tablet, reached out, and picked up the box on the table, then promptly opened it.
The people in protective suits were startled, and one of them immediately wanted to remind the man to wear gloves because the box was covered in bloodstains.
However, he was discreetly stopped by someone next to him, who subtly shook his head.
Previously, the video was playing when the alarm clock was taken, and the surveillance footage also captured the scene of the young man staining the alarm clock red with blood. The doctor was definitely aware that the alarm clock was covered in bloodstains.
There was no need for them to remind him of anything.
Amidst the struggle of the zombie horde, the white cloth covering the bloodstained alarm clock outside had become somewhat dirty, but there was no damage to it whatsoever.
It seemed even the zombie horde knew this item needed to be handled gently.
The man had a severe case of cleanliness obsession, as evidenced by his immaculate white lab coat.
But at this moment, as if he didn’t mind the dirt at all, he reached out and untied the dirty white cloth, picking up the alarm clock inside.
Letting his fingertips be stained by the bloodstains on the alarm clock.
The alarm clock wasn’t dirty under the white cloth wrapping, it was just stained with blood, which made it look very attractive with its red hue.
And because the box containing the alarm clock was specially made, even though it had been brought over after several hours, the bloodstains on it had not completely dried up.
This sight slightly shocked the other people present. Knowing how much the doctor detested having his hands dirtied with blood, if an experiment accidentally dirtied him, the consequences would definitely be worse than being fed to zombies.
However, at this moment, the man showed no signs of anger despite his fingertips being stained with blood, as if he were a completely different person.
The man didn’t notice the gazes of others, and even if he did, he didn’t care at all.
He looked at his fingertips stained red, feeling not the usual disgust and irritability, but rather a strange allure.
In the past, the man considered red to be the dirtiest color, but now he had to admit that this red... was somewhat attractive...
It seemed even more appealing than his favorite color: white.
The man paused for a moment, then gently brought his fingertips close to his nose and sniffed.
The smell of blood was strong, but not nauseating. In fact, amidst the smell of blood, there was a faint scent of orchids.
It smelled really good.
The young man definitely sprayed perfume like orchids on himself, probably to hide the smell of blood, just like he did in the video when he cut himself.
It seemed inappropriate for a young man to spray such perfume.
But the man felt that this scent was very suitable for the other.
Equally exquisite, equally enticing.
The man looked at the bloodstains on his fingertips, gently rubbing them a few times. Sticky and greasy, as if wanting to seep into his bones.
The man’s eyes deepened as he looked at the blood on his fingertips, his throat moved slightly, as if his fingertips were some delicacy, wanting to put them in his mouth and taste them.
But in the end, the man restrained his impulse.
Although the young man’s blood might have been clean, the young man simply stuffed into the alarm clock into the dirty bag and dragged along the ground.
It even had been fought over by a horde of zombies.
Even though it was wrapped in white cloth, it couldn’t be considered clean.
In the end, the man took out test tubes and reagents from the lab coat pocket and collected all the bloodstains on the alarm clock.
The man didn’t want to sleep anymore. After collecting the blood, he wanted to return to the laboratory.
But the laboratory was too far away from here.
Moreover, the young man was so clever; he certainly wouldn’t walk into the laboratory’s trap willingly.
Compared to the blurry videos where he could only see but not hear, what he really wanted was the person himself.
The man could only restrain his impatience and eagerness, pushing the test tube back into the pocket of his lab coat.
He completely ignored the fact that his white lab coat was stained with blood from his hands.
Perhaps he noticed but didn’t care. After all, even his fingertips were stained with blood, as if his cleanliness obsession had completely disappeared.
Although the man didn’t say anything and his expression didn’t change, the man in a suit could see what he was thinking at a glance.
The leader of the men in suits respectfully spoke, “Doctor, your villa is also equipped with a laboratory, albeit a bit rudimentary.”
Naturally, the laboratory in the villa couldn’t compare to the Eternal Life Laboratory, but it was better than nothing.
At least it would be enough to study the blood.
tbh i dont mind this guy. hopefully hes not like the yan brothers, but im looking forward to him meeting ruan qing<3
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