Chapter 74
The lights in the corridor of the containment center were blindingly white, and the air held a strange smell of disinfectant mixed with machine oil.
Fang Qi sat in a wheelchair, the bandages around his neck so thick that even turning his head was a struggle.
Gu Xi pushed him, her high heels clicking against the floor tiles—a fast and steady rhythm.
She had changed out of her police uniform into a dark gray trench coat. Her ponytail was tied back meticulously, and the lines of her profile were drawn a bit tight.
"An Lian is waiting for us in the office," Gu Xi's voice came from behind and above him. "She... isn't in a very good state."
Fang Qi twitched the corners of his mouth.
It would be a miracle if she were.
Liguang was the AI she was responsible for. With an incident like this, as the specialist in charge, she would inevitably have to take the blame!
The office door was ajar.