Yongchun City, with a total population of 7.67 million, comprises seven districts, two municipalities, and one county.
With such a large population, Yongchun Railway Station naturally bustles with activity, with a continuous stream of people coming and going.
The time of arrival at Yongchun is still early in the morning, around nine o'clock, which coincides with the peak hours of the station's passenger flow.
Crowds of people hustle and bustle everywhere.
Upon reaching the terminal station, the train, which has traveled nearly two thousand kilometers, begins its routine maintenance.
However, in a place unnoticed by people, a large, dark-colored Asian tiger mosquito quietly flies up from the bottom of the train and into the air...
"Hmm?..." A train attendant seems to see something, then blinks and dismisses it from their mind.
It must be an illusion. Otherwise, where would such a large mosquito come from, and why would it be carrying a small bottle?
Jia Yan doesn't know if he has been noticed by anyone. He quickly flies under the scorching sun and then darts to the top of the train station, hiding in a shady spot where the sunlight doesn't reach.
He plans to wait until nightfall to move again. After all, during broad daylight, with his already bulky size and carrying a vial of liquid, there is a high chance of being discovered.
The CHR-379 virus has been a tremendous help to Jia Yan. With it, he feels much more confident and capable. Without this virus, he would just be a slightly stronger ordinary mosquito.
Moreover, even if he were to leave the CHR-379 virus here, there wouldn't be many places for him to find a new host.
Even if he could speak, it's not like he could ask anyone on the street, "Where is the factory of the Northeast Tiger?" and expect an answer.
As for the night, he has a plan.
Jia Yan looks down from a high vantage point.
There are simply too many humans.
The hustle and bustle of the city streets fail to describe such a scene. As the masters of the Earth, humans have managed to expand their population to such a colossal scale while maintaining the ecosystem without complete destruction. It's truly a terrifying feat!
Amidst the hustle and bustle, rubbing shoulders with each other, from the heights of the train station, one can see a miniature of human society.
Some people wear worried expressions, some are exuberant, and others have shifty eyes. As for the students, they are full of youthful vigor.
Couples display affection, while nearby, a loser guy looks miserable.
A little girl clamors for candy, and her mother, annoyed, spanks her bottom a few times.
Jia Yan observes these various aspects of human life from above. He doesn't know if he can still be considered human now, but there's a feeling of transcending human boundaries. Because of this feeling, he gains a lot of insights from observing these scenes of human life.
There's an old poem that goes: "Not recognizing the true face of Lu Mountain, just because one is in the mountain." Because Jia Yan can now observe various aspects of humans from a different perspective, he feels even more contemplative.
He never tires of watching.
Time passes quickly, and the scorching sun sets from the west. A full moon rises from the horizon!
It's another full moon night.
After waiting for several hours again, it's now late at night.
Jia Yan watches the crowd below, which now appears as infrared heat sources.
Although the city is still brightly lit, the likelihood of being seen is significantly reduced at this hour.
So, this large mosquito, Jia Yan, starts flapping its wings. With its strong wings resembling helicopter blades, it makes a buzzing sound when it flaps.
Jia Yan notices that he still feels slightly stronger in recent days. Although the extent of change is not as dramatic as after drinking the purple-red liquid, it's still a noticeable improvement!
The mutation function of the purple-red liquid is likely still present in his body because even the most powerful mutation has a process. As an insect, although the time for mutation can be significantly shortened, there is still a subsequent continuous process.
His wings are even more powerful now!
He can fly higher and faster!
The mosquito shuttles through the night sky of the city...
Facing the flying wind, Jia Yan can feel its strong force, causing some of the fine hairs on his body to sway.
He slightly tilts his antennae backward in the air to reduce the resistance of the strong wind, a strategy he came up with himself.
Ordinary mosquitoes wouldn't need such strategies because they couldn't possibly have his speed.
The balance rod located above the abdomen and chest plays a role in controlling the body's balance. With it, Jia Yan can fly faster and more agilely!
The fine scales on his body have undergone significant changes compared to when he first became a mosquito. These scales are now harder and thicker! Although they impose a certain burden on flight, they also provide better defense and stronger self-protection!
Jia Yan's compound eyes flash in the high altitude. His robust mosquito body makes a sharp turn directly towards the silhouette of a residential area he sees in his compound eyes, flying towards it!
This new residential area has a complete security system, and the security guards at the entrance are highly trained.
But how could these security systems possibly guard against a mosquito flying in from the sky?
Jia Yan enters the community smoothly.
For safety reasons, Jia Yan finds a house with a sunshade and carefully places the CHR-379 virus liquid on top of the sunshade.
It's unlikely that anyone would see it here, and even if they did, they would probably just think it's garbage.
Jia Yan flies again, without the vial of liquid. Even if he is noticed by someone, the most they would see is a surprised large mosquito.
He continues searching along the windows!
"Hmm... the laptop in this house is on the table with nobody around, but the window is closed, so I can't get in!"
Jia Yan is somewhat disappointed, but these things are inevitable. He turns around and continues wandering around the community.
Finally, a balcony door is open, and the owner's study's laptop is on with no one in front of it, catching Jia Yan's attention.
After observing the house and seeing no potential dangers, Jia Yan quietly flies into the room through the balcony door.
Jia Yan's vision remains excellent in the darkness. He can sense heat sources and distances through his sensitive antennae.
It turns out that the owner of the room has gone to the bedroom and fallen asleep entwined with a woman.
Jia Yan's eyes light up!
This is the one.
He flies into the room with the laptop.
It's clearly a study, with no daily necessities like a bed, only two rows of bookshelves, and a laptop open with software downloading.
"So, this person is an artist!" Jia Yan sees a digital tablet and drawing pen next to the laptop, along with a pile of hand-drawn sketches.
Without hesitation, Jia Yan jumps to the side of the mouse.
The owner uses a typical wireless mouse for notebooks, which is well-made and made of lightweight materials.
Jia Yan pushes the mouse and feels it's about twice as heavy as the one in Fan Haofei's rented
room in Shanghai.
He kind of misses Fan Haofei's place.
Struggling to push the mouse, he minimizes the programs running on it. Jia Yan clicks on the QQ icon!
Yes, he wants to log in to the QQ where he has been in contact with the two killers these days!
Compared to the difficulty of using the mouse, the keyboard is simpler. Notebook keyboards are generally softer, and Jia Yan finds a half piece of eraser on the edge of the table. He taps the keyboard with it, much easier than with a pen cap.
Beep beep beep.
As soon as he inputs the account and password to go online, the QQ icon starts flashing.
"Hello, we have safely arrived at the Hawaiian Islands. The scenery here is beautiful with blue waters and skies. Do you have any interest in coming here to relax together? We can also act as hosts to thank you for your help."
How nice, to relax in a tourist destination after completing the mission, Hawaii. Hmm...
Jia Yan truly envies them, but he still sends a refusal message.
"Hello, I don't think I need to relax right now. I would like to ask you a question instead. Can you help me find something through your organization's intelligence database?"
The previous message was a message left by the two killers for Jia Yan. He couldn't be sure if the two would see his message in real time now, after all, there is a time difference between Hawaii and China, and it seems strange to log in to QQ while abroad...
Hawaii does have a time difference of 18 hours with China.
At one o'clock in the midnight in China, it's seven o'clock in the morning, the beginning of a new day in Hawaii.
A man with a full face of stubble lies in bed, sound asleep on the soft hotel bedding.
Beep beep beep!
The mobile phone placed on his bedside suddenly rings!
"Hmm!" The stubble-faced man opens his eyes abruptly.
Half a minute later...
The stubble-faced man storms into the other room and bangs on the door.
"Damn it, why are you knocking on my door so early!" The young man with glasses hasn't had time to put on his glasses this time and rushes to open the door.
Killers face many emergency situations, and he naturally understands.
The stubble-faced man doesn't say anything but hands the chat screen on his phone to the young man with glasses to read.
"Reply to him and ask what's the matter!" The young man with glasses furrows his brows and says to the stubble-faced man.
"Xiaoyao, do you really think we might invite him to join the organization?" The stubble-faced man asks strangely.