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"This is our latest experimental achievement," the host said proudly. "The genetically modified 'Perfect Ingredient' can continuously regenerate, always remaining fresh."
Xu Rong felt a wave of nausea as he recognized the person in the glass tank—it was his neighbor, Xiao Li, who had gone missing six months ago. It turned out he hadn't moved away; he had been captured by the club for experimentation.
At that moment, Xu Rong heard Officer Zhang's voice in his earpiece: "Action!"
The sound of sirens suddenly blared, plunging the entire hall into chaos. Members scrambled to escape, and Xu Rong seized the opportunity to rush towards the glass tank. He had to save Xiao Li.
But as he approached the tank, a familiar voice called out from behind him, "Mr. Xu, I've been waiting for you."
Xu Rong turned around to see Chen Ming standing there, a strange smile on his face. What shocked Xu Rong even more was that Chen Ming appeared completely unharmed, as if he had never been injured.
"Surprised?" Chen Ming said with a smile. "This is our research result: perfect regenerative ability, never to die."
Xu Rong finally understood why Chen Ming could recover so quickly; he had long since become a subject of the club's experiments.
"Join us," Chen Ming extended his hand. "You can gain Eternal Life and become a perfect ingredient..."
Xu Rong took a step back and suddenly noticed a photograph hanging on the wall behind Chen Ming. The picture was of a young woman who looked exactly like his deceased wife.
"That is..." Xu Rong's voice trembled.
"That's right," Chen Ming smiled. "Your wife. She was one of our most successful subjects. It's a pity she chose betrayal..."
Xu Rong felt as if the world was spinning around him.
Three years ago, the death of his wife was not an accident at all. She had discovered the secrets of the club, and that was why she had to be silenced. Just then, the police burst in.
Chen Ming turned to flee, with Xu Rong hot on his heels. They chased each other through the underground passage until they reached a massive laboratory. The lab was filled with various instruments and petri dishes, floating with different human tissues.
What shocked Xu Rong the most was that in one of the petri dishes floated a familiar face—his own.
"Surprised?" Chen Ming's voice came from behind him. "We've been studying you for a long time. Your genes are quite special, perfectly suited for our experiments..."
Xu Rong turned around to see Chen Ming holding a syringe. He stared at the syringe in Chen Ming's hand, feeling as if time had come to a standstill. Under the harsh fluorescent lights of the lab, the liquid inside the syringe glowed with an eerie blue light.
"Do you know?" Chen Ming slowly approached him. "Your wife's genes were also very special. Unfortunately, she was too stubborn and refused to cooperate with our research."
Xu Rong felt his temples throb as fragmented memories suddenly flooded his mind. He recalled his wife's strange behavior before her death: making late-night phone calls, often working overtime, and sometimes inexplicably crying...
"That night," Chen Ming continued, "she was supposed to bring you to the club. But at the last minute, she changed her mind and wanted to call the police..."
Xu Rong's pupils dilated sharply. He remembered the day his wife died: they had planned to have dinner together, but she had suddenly said she needed to work late. A few hours later, he received a call from the police saying that his wife had been in an accident.
"It wasn't an accident," Chen Ming's voice slithered into Xu Rong's ears like a venomous snake. "It was our people who did it. She was too disobedient..."
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