Inside the luxurious suite 909 of the base hotel, Chen Shuhan stared at Jin Tailin, who seemed to know everything.

His tone was filled with urgency he had never shown before: “Dr. Jin, you know who killed Zhou Jing, right?”

“It’s just a guess, I can’t be sure yet,” Jin Tailin smiled faintly as he poured himself a glass of red wine and took a sip, clearly satisfied.

“A guess is fine. Tell me who it is,” Chen Shuhan thought of Zhou Jing’s brutal death and felt an overwhelming urge to kill the murderer without a second thought.

Unfortunately, Secretary Lin from the Trace Department had already been killed, and two special ability users—one from the prediction department, one from the vision department—had also lost their lives.

In this situation, finding the murderer could only rely on criminal investigation methods, with no other options. But clearly, the opponent was too strong. Strong enough to render all investigation methods useless, and he had completely lost any hope of finding the murderer.

Jin Tailin looked at him with a frown, clearly displeased with Black Ice’s choice of this partner. For a woman, he was losing his composure like this: “You’re no match for her.”

“She’s the girl with the level seven mutated plant ability, right? Dr. Jin, don’t forget that Zhou Jing was your first assistant. The person who killed her is also targeting you,” Chen Shuhan deduced from Jin Tailin’s reaction that the murderer was the girl they had been talking about. To get more information, he played the emotional card.

Jin Tailin’s eyes became eerie as he looked at the excited Chen Shuhan, his gaze slowly turning wild: “Yes, it’s her. A very beautiful girl. She also has a powerful mutant team.”

“They must have entered the Lan City safe base in the last day or two.”

Chen Shuhan fell into deep thought upon hearing this, and without hesitation, he left the room.

If they had entered the Lan City base in the past couple of days, then with the Chen family’s influence in the base, he would definitely be able to find them.

Jin Tailin watched him leave, feeling pleasantly surprised.

Speaking of which, he was truly curious—how would it turn out when a child of a high-ranking family, cultivated with all their resources, led forty ability users into battle against his two most successful experiments?

Upstairs, Nan Muran, who had been keeping an eye on the situation, couldn’t help but laugh.

She didn’t expect that, even after all this time, Jin Tailin was still the same crazy genius.

His life had no concept of good or evil, no principles, no rules, no system—only insane experiments and endless madness.

And he had said that she and Si Ye were his most successful experiments.

What did that even mean?

Never mind, she thought, she would go directly and ask him in person.

She looked at Si Ye, who was sitting on the sofa, cleaning his handgun: “Chen Shuhan has left. We need to go downstairs and deal with the mad scientist.”

Handling Jin Tailin might require Si Ye’s event-related ability, so from the start, they hadn’t planned on involving anyone else.

Si Ye put away his weapon and stood up: “Are we planning to kill him directly?”

“I have a feeling we might not be able to just kill him directly,” Nan Muran said with some helplessness.

If Jin Tailin was also someone who had been reborn, he would undoubtedly be like herself, constantly finding ways to strengthen himself, perhaps even making preparations in advance. A well-prepared opponent would definitely not be easy to handle.

“It’s okay, there will always be a chance,” Si Ye reached out and patted her, offering comfort.

The moment they opened the door, they were taken aback.

Outside the door, Jiawu, the Eagle, and Seven Jin were all standing there, as though they had known that the two of them would come out at this time.

“Just in time, you’re ready too. Let’s go,” the Eagle said in an extremely casual tone.

Nan Muran and Si Ye exchanged a look, wanting to stop them.

“Think about it before you speak. If you treat us like outsiders, we three might get really upset,” the Eagle pointed at them, his expression serious.

“Let’s go,” Si Ye understood their thoughts and naturally wouldn’t try to stop them.

Nan Muran clearly had no objections.

With a shared smile, the group headed downstairs straight to the ninth floor.

At the door of room 909, Nan Muran thought for a moment and chose to knock.

Soon, the sound of the door opening came from inside. Jin Tailin looked at Nan Muran and Si Ye standing at his door, and there was no surprise in his expression.

Instead, his eyes lit up, as though he had seen some kind of priceless treasure: “Quick, come in!”

Both of them were speechless at his reaction but entered the room as he had instructed.

Jiawu, the Eagle, and Seven Jin did not follow them inside but chose to stay outside, ready to handle any situation that might arise.

Room 909 was indeed a luxurious suite. Just the outer hall alone was around eighty square meters.

However, the three of them stood in the living room without speaking.

“Is Xuanwu still here?” Jin Tailin was the first to lose his composure, his eyes filled with extreme longing.

Nan Muran frowned: “What do you mean?”

“Is its time still running? Also, Si Ye, have you awakened your time ability yet?” Jin Tailin looked at Si Ye with a crazed glint in his eyes.

Si Ye hesitated but remained silent as he looked at this madman who seemed to know everything.

Jin Tailin looked at them both standing before him, his eyes first filled with excitement and madness, then suddenly started to laugh, his laughter eerie and horrifying: “Nan Muran, your life ability, Si Ye’s time ability, they were both created by the genetic drugs I developed.”

“If you cooperate with me, the three of us can completely control this world.”

“Life ability?” Nan Muran looked at Jin Tailin in confusion.

“Yes, transforming vitality, exchanging life force—this is not the kind of ability a plant-type ability user would have. This is the most powerful life ability in the world.”

“You, Nan Muran, are the ruler of all life in this world, do you know that?”

“You could be worshipped as a god,” Jin Tailin gestured wildly in front of her, as if sensing the power of the heavens.

In both her past and present life, Nan Muran had never heard the term “life ability.”

She had always thought her plant-type ability was just different from others, but it seemed this was not the case at all.

Si Ye, listening to Jin Tailin’s words, felt a deep sense of panic, even more so than when he first awakened his time ability. He gripped Nan Muran’s right hand tightly.

“Are you also reborn?” Nan Muran looked at Jin Tailin, uncertain.

Hearing this, Jin Tailin suddenly laughed, wagging his finger at her: “No, not reborn. It was Xuanwu’s powerful time force that sent us back.”

“Five years, I never knew it could turn back time by five years.”

“Xuanwu sent you and me back?” Nan Muran found it hard to believe. Wasn’t Xuanwu her space?

And it hadn’t just sent her and Si Ye back, but also this psychopath, Jin Tailin.

“It wasn’t originally yours,” Jin Tailin looked at Nan Muran, his voice taking on an eerie tone.

Then, he turned his gaze to Si Ye: “In the last life, one of you destroyed everything I had painstakingly created.”

“But it’s fine. Because the other person, at any cost, gave me the opportunity to start over. Don’t you remember?”

Jin Tailin’s gaze fixed on Si Ye, with a hint of surprise in his voice: “So, you really don’t remember.”

Suddenly, his entire demeanor shifted. A mysterious force erupted from his body, overwhelming and domineering: “It doesn’t matter. Now I give you a choice.”

“Will you cooperate with me, or, like last time, end up dying together in a tragic manner?”