Chapter 540: Who Are You?<div>


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    Gu Chen didn’t speak. This was a forbidden area for the Gu Family, a taboo for legitimate business. Drug dealers were ruthless; the Gu Family would never deal with them unless necessary.


    Song Fan’s suspicion grew. She feared that Wu Yong’s disappearance might be rted to this matter.


    “I want a blood sample from Fang Si. I need to test for drugponents.” Song Fan thought for a moment and decided she had to handle some things personally.


    Gu Chen nodded. “Okay, I’ll handle it. Don’t overwork yourself.”


    Gu Chen was efficient. Within an hour, he had obtained Fang Si’s blood sample. Song Fan wasted no time and immediately immersed herself in the experiment. She felt that some mysteries were about to be unraveled.<div>


    Late into the night, Song Fan was still in theb. While identifying drugponents was challenging, she had made some progress.


    Suddenly, theb’s lights went out. The emergency lights came on, apanied by a rumbling sound. Song Fan knew this meant the temporary generator had kicked in.


    However, due to the high power consumption of the equipment, the lighting was dim. Song Fan squinted to observe her surroundings, sensing danger.


    At midnight, theb was usually empty. Even if experiments were ongoing, others would be resting in the break room. At this moment, faint footsteps echoed. Song Fan was sure it was someone unfamiliar and cautious.


    Song Fan silently hid behind ab cab. A ck-d figure sneaked into theb, quickly searching for documents.


    The intruder’s purpose was clear: they were after Wu Yong’s manuscripts. Theb was rarely visited, and since Wu Yong’s experiments were iplete, his manuscripts weren’t considered confidential and were kept in a drawer in the conference room.


    As the intruder carefully examined the contents, Song Fan made her move. She swiftly pushed open the conference room door and threw a water bottle at the intruder. Though it had little force, it disrupted the intruder’s actions.


    She then kicked the intruder in the chest, but the intruder seemed familiar with Song Fan’s moves, blocking all her strikes. Song Fan was now sure this person was the same assassin she had encountered in the basement of the Gu residence.


    “Who are you?” Song Fan asked coldly.


    The intruder didn’t respond, quickly pocketing the found documents and preparing to confront Song Fan. She swiftly pressed the rm button. The intruder hesitated, realizing they couldn’t stay long, and rushed toward the door.


    “Miss Song… who are you?” Su Ming entered with a file,ing face to face with the intruder.


    Instinctively, Su Ming tried to stop them. The intruder hesitated momentarily, giving Song Fan enough time to inject a syringe into the intruder’s arm. The intruder made no sound but immediately charged at Su Ming.<div>


    Su Ming tried to hold the intruder back, but they kicked him in the abdomen. Su Ming fell to the ground, and the intruder nced back at him with aplex expression before attempting to flee. Unfortunately for them, several security guards had already arrived at the door.


    The intruder gritted their teeth and decided to jump out of the window.


    Song Fan was startled. Theb was on a high floor, but the intruder was well-prepared, equipped with suction cups and ropes. Within seconds, they reached the ground and vanished into the night.


    The security guards rushed in, seeing the chaotic conference room, and immediately asked, “Miss Song, what happened here?”


    “Retrieve thest two hours of theb’s surveince footage and the nearby street cameras.” Song Fan quickly gave orders. “Take Assistant Su to the hospital immediately. He recently had surgery. Hurry!”


    Su Ming had passed out from the kick.


    Song Fan couldn’t check on him, so she quickly contacted Lan Yue, hoping to find some clues.


    Recalling the scent on the intruder, Song Fan had a hunch that this person might be the one who killed Fang Si. The unique fragrance of the bath lotion was familiar, but she couldn’t immediately ce who it belonged to.


    Even though the intruder was injured, they made no sound, indicating that Song Fan knew them. Feeling frustrated, Song Fan looked at the syringe with a drop of blood on it. She carefully stored it, thinking it might be usefulter.