234: Chapter 234 Tang Qiqi: Stealing Cake, Am I Now a Mom in Beijing?

Su Xiaonuan opened the door and took a bag of clothes.

"You are sleeping in the Energy Level tonight."

Tang Qiqi froze while holding a cola.

"Am I not the planner?"

"Mice cannot play with cats."

The door closed.

Tang Qiqi stomped her feet outside.

"Capitalists exploiting creative roles!"

Night pressed down on Tiangong No. 1.

Su Muxue, Xia Qingqiu, Captain Han Xue, and Liu Qing entered the master bedroom one after another.

They had all changed into some strange and peculiar clothes.

Jiang Xiaowan stood at the door, supporting her waist.

She wore red cat ears on her head, but was afraid of being scolded by Lin Yuan.

Feng Qingwu appeared from behind, supporting her, her tone serious.

"You are already four months along. According to medical standards, you can participate, but you must control your movements."

Jiang Xiaowan glanced at her sideways, a rare look of gratitude appearing on her face.

Lin Yuan looked at the people in the room.

"Beijing wants to see you suspecting each other."

He raised his hand, and the door lock clicked into place.

"I will deliberately let them see you standing together."

No one asked about Eve anymore.

Nor did anyone mention proving their innocence.

That night, a subtle fragrance spread layer upon layer in the enclosed space.

[Ding! Target Su Muxue, Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 53%.]

[Ding! Target Captain Han Xue, Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 40%.]

[Ding! Target Xia Qingqiu, Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 37%.]

[Ding! Target Liu Qing, Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 45%.]

[Ding! Target Jiang Xiaowan, Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 40%.]

[Ding! Target Feng Qingwu, Favorability +2%, Current Favorability: 41%.]

The chaotic sound of cat bells intertwined, accompanied by the clashing of wooden tables and chairs, echoing throughout the steel fortress all night long.

Early morning.

Su Xiaonuan sat back in the main seat for the morning meeting.

There was fatigue in her eyes, but the orders on the tablet were flawless.

"Breakfast in the Middle Circle visitor area remains as usual."

"Shadow, keep an eye on the Beijing team."

Jiang Xiaowan sat down, supporting her waist, and picked up her prenatal meal.

"It's been four months, and this bastard is finally coming to see his son for the first time."

Su Muxue walked by carrying warm water.

"Gender is not yet confirmed."

Jiang Xiaowan rolled her eyes.

"I say it is, so it is."

Someone in the dining hall chuckled.

The atmosphere in Tiangong No. 1 returned to normal.

Middle Circle isolation room.

Zhang Yi had not slept all night.

He saw that the lights in the main building only went out in the second half of the night, and a twisted sense of pleasure appeared in his eyes.

He thought it was chaos.

He thought Lin Yuan had already started investigating his own people.

He was so excited that he didn't even eat breakfast.

Zhang Yi went directly to find Director Xu Changfeng.

"I want to activate Bloodline Echo a second time."

Director Xu Changfeng looked at him.

"Your condition is not suitable."

Zhang Yi stared in the direction of Tiangong No. 1.

"As long as it points to Tiangong No. 1 again, Lin Yuan will have to hand over the person."

Jiang Yun stood by, not stopping him.

She also wanted to see how Lin Yuan would handle the aftermath.

Nine in the morning.

Middle Circle hall.

Zhang Yi dripped Jiang Yun's blood into the test tube.

"This time, I demand that all females from Tiangong No. 1 be present."

Su Xiaonuan looked up.

"You have no right."

Zhang Yi gritted his teeth.

"Then you are just feeling guilty."

Lin Yuan sat in the main seat.

"Begin."

Zhang Yi pressed his hands on the test tube.

The blood bead floated up.

The red line stretched out, passed through the hall, entered the corridor, and this time, it tilted directly toward Tiangong No. 1.

The Beijing team members held their breath.

Sweat broke out on Zhang Yi's face, and his voice rose.

"Do you see it?"

"She is among your women!"

Su Xiaonuan spoke calmly.

"Your skill cannot lock onto an individual."

Sweat dripped from Zhang Yi's forehead.

"Impossible!"

"The lights here were on all night last night... Don't you have any suspects?!"

Lin Yuan looked at the flickering red line.

"You are not looking for Eve."

His tone was flat.

"It is my bed."

The hall was dead silent.

Tang Qiqi's laughter burst out from the broadcast.

"Hahaha, help, this Superpower is so dirty!"

Zhang Yi's face turned red to his neck.

Jiang Yun's expression also darkened.

Director Xu Changfeng closed his eyes.

He knew that this round was lost.

But Zhang Yi refused to stop.

He bit his tongue and sprayed blood onto the test tube.

"I can do it again!"

Director Xu Changfeng's expression changed.

"Zhang Yi, stop!"

The red line suddenly tightened.

Blood flowed from Zhang Yi's nostrils, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The line pulled away from the direction of the master bedroom, bypassed the second floor, and actually slid toward the B2 Energy Level.

Everyone looked along the screen.

The B2 Energy Level hatch opened a crack.

Tang Qiqi poked her head out, cream on the corner of her mouth, holding half a piece of cake in her hand.

"What?"

She looked at the red line pointing at her and froze for two seconds.

"I just stole a piece of cake, and I became Eve?"

The hall went quiet again.

Tang Qiqi bristled.

"Who wants to be the Beijing Mother for you guys!"

Lin Yuan looked at Zhang Yi.

"If she is Eve, I will accept it."

Zhang Yi swayed and knelt to the ground.

The test tube cracked with a pop.

The blood bead fell to the ground, and the red line broke into fragments of light.

Liu Qing gave a conclusion.

"Zhang Yi's Superpower has a serious misjudgment, tentatively classified as invalid positioning."

Jiang Yun did not speak.

Zhang Yi lay on the ground, heavy gasps coming from his throat.

Footsteps came from outside the hall door.

Wang Ya returned.

She was holding Lin Motong's hand, and the pale golden water patterns on the edge of her gray-white irises had not yet dissipated.

Qin Yumo followed behind, her twin blades still unsheathed, carrying the bloody scent of the Shanghai battlefield.

Jiang Yun was about to speak, but when her gaze fell on Wang Ya's face, her voice got stuck.

She took half a step forward.

"You..."

Wang Ya looked at her.

"Anything?"

Jiang Yun stared at her eyebrows and eyes, for the first time not putting on airs as someone from Beijing.

"You look very much like my mother."