After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Met the Reborn Omega (GL) - Chapter 20
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Lin Changsheng was working in the lab when she noticed that today, she felt exceptionally drowsy.
She tried her best to stay alert, forcing her eyes open.
But as a strange scent drifted through the air, she found herself growing even sleepier.
What was that smell?
It wasn’t unpleasant.
In fact, she rather liked it—warm and enveloping, somewhat similar to Mo Zhaoyan’s pheromone scent.
It wrapped around her like a soft cocoon.
Soon, Lin Changsheng relaxed under the influence of that fragrance and drifted off, falling asleep on the desk without realizing how much time had passed.
Meanwhile, Mo Zhaoyan was working as usual when the police unexpectedly arrived at her office—
And they were asking for Lin Changsheng.
“Has Lin Changsheng committed a crime?” Mo Zhaoyan asked, her brow furrowing slightly.
“We just need to ask her a few questions,” one of the officers replied.
It was three o’clock in the afternoon.
Feeling heavy-hearted, Mo Zhaoyan led the police to Lin Changsheng’s office.
There, they found her fast asleep at her desk.
Mo Zhaoyan quietly walked up to her, gazing down at Lin Changsheng’s peaceful, sweet sleeping face.
She was clearly sleeping soundly.
Mo Zhaoyan gently patted her shoulder, but Lin Changsheng didn’t stir.
In the past, Mo Zhaoyan would have let her sleep—
But with the police here, she had no choice.
She gently shook her a few more times until Lin Changsheng finally groggily woke up.
Blinking in confusion, Lin Changsheng felt a heavy drowsiness clouding her head.
That lingering sweet scent from her dreams still clung faintly to her senses.
Yet she remembered that Mo Zhaoyan’s pheromone had always been cool and crisp—
Not this fiery, passionate warmth.
“What’s going on?” she mumbled in confusion.
“The police want to ask you a few questions,” Mo Zhaoyan said softly.
“Huh?”
Lin Changsheng was taken aback.
Why would the police be looking for me?
Could it be something related to the drug project?
“Have you seen this girl before?” one of the officers asked, handing over a photograph.
It was a picture of a teenage girl, perhaps fifteen or sixteen years old.
Lin Changsheng stared at it.
She didn’t recognize the girl at all.
She shook her head.
More than that, she felt something was wrong.
She tried to recall what had happened earlier today— But her mind was frighteningly blank.
How long had she been asleep?
“Have you been anywhere today?” the officer continued.
Lin Changsheng racked her brain.
Two fragments floated up from the fog in her mind—
“Good morning, Chief,” Zhou Yiyi’s voice said—
probably when she had just arrived at the company.
The second was again Zhou Yiyi, reminding her,
“President Mo has a meeting at 12:30.”
Based on the timeline of these two memories, Lin Changsheng was fairly sure she had stayed inside the company the whole time.
Beyond that—
Nothing.
It was as if everything else had been wiped clean.
“I stayed in the company all day,” Lin Changsheng replied firmly.
The two officers exchanged a glance, clear suspicion flashing between them.
But they didn’t detain her.
They simply instructed her not to leave the city for now and to stay available for further questioning.
After the police left, Lin Changsheng continued rubbing her aching head.
Something was very wrong.
Why can’t I remember anything else about today?
Seeing how uncomfortable she looked, Mo Zhaoyan immediately asked with concern,
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know,” Lin Changsheng said, frowning.
“I feel like… I’ve forgotten a lot of things.”
“Memory loss again?”
Mo Zhaoyan’s worry deepened.
Events that hadn’t happened in the previous lifetime were beginning to emerge one after another.
Had one shift in time triggered a butterfly effect, changing fate?
Lin Changsheng shook her head.
She still remembered the events of the past few days. It was just that she couldn’t recall anything that had happened right before she fell asleep.
Suddenly, Lin Changsheng let out a startled cry.
The sound made Mo Zhaoyan jump.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, concerned.
Lin Changsheng pointed toward the massive gas tank in the room.
At this moment, the tank was completely empty.
“The gas leaked!” she exclaimed.
Only then did Mo Zhaoyan notice—
The crack she had seen earlier had widened considerably.
It looked like Lin Changsheng had forgotten to arrange for repairs.
If Lin Changsheng had been asleep in the lab all afternoon…
The leak must have happened while she was sleeping.
She would have inhaled a large amount of the vaporized inhibitor.
Mo Zhaoyan’s first reaction wasn’t about property loss or lab damage she was only worried about Lin Changsheng’s health.
Lin Changsheng quickly checked the lab’s monitoring system.
The computer logs showed that around 1 p.m., the lab had detected the gas leak and automatically triggered emergency ventilation to clear out all the gas.
Still, Lin Changsheng had obviously inhaled a considerable amount before the system activated.
Perhaps that was why she experienced temporary memory loss.
At least now they knew the cause.
Even so, Lin Changsheng had no idea what exactly she had done during the memory gap.
Mo Zhaoyan reassured her, “You attended the 12:30 meeting—
You must have come back to the lab afterward.
From the timeline, you should have been inside the company the whole time.”
Hearing this, Lin Changsheng felt slightly more at ease.
What she worried about most now was whether her memory loss would be temporary or permanent.
She hadn’t expected the vaporized gas to have such strong side effects.
Could that sweet fragrance she had smelled earlier have been from the gas?
Lin Changsheng gave Mo Zhaoyan a slightly resentful look.
Right… Mo Zhaoyan’s scent was never that fiery and intense.
Catching the look, Mo Zhaoyan felt a strange itch in her heart. She quickly found an excuse to leave, but not before instructing her people to keep a close eye on Lin Changsheng.
However, barely an hour later, the police returned.
They had found a witness who testified that Lin Changsheng had left the company.
The witness was brought before Lin Changsheng to identify her.
It was an elderly woman, perhaps in her sixties.
“That’s her,” the old woman said firmly, pointing straight at Lin Changsheng.
“I saw her talking to that little girl.
It was around noon—maybe ten or eleven o’clock, I can’t quite remember. Right across the street from your company, outside the McDonald’s.”
The old woman didn’t seem friendly.
She kept wagging her finger at Lin Changsheng, muttering things Lin Changsheng couldn’t quite catch.
Because of this witness and because Lin Changsheng had claimed she hadn’t left the company, The police now suspected her of lying.
As a result, they had no choice but to escort Lin Changsheng back to the station for further questioning.
It turned out that recently, a child trafficking ring near Lin Changsheng’s company had been busted, but one child was still missing.
During the interrogations, some of the traffickers mentioned that the missing child had last been seen with someone from across the street specifically, the “Chief” from the company opposite.
Although the traffickers didn’t know Lin Changsheng by name,
The descriptions matched her position and appearance.
The police hadn’t fully trusted the traffickers’ words.
But after checking the McDonald’s security footage and finding a witness. They confirmed that Lin Changsheng had indeed been the last person seen with the missing girl.
Unfortunately, Lin Changsheng’s inhalation of the vapor had caused her to forget everything.
However, perhaps because of the confrontation with the old woman or the pressure of being forced to recall.
Fragments of her missing memory started slowly coming back.
Lin Changsheng hadn’t expected it herself.
Even memories unrelated to her original body could be triggered back under the right stimulus.
Slowly, the scene emerged in her mind:
Around noon, she had indeed stepped outside the company.
And she had indeed met the girl.
Everything was now undeniably tied to her.
Lin Changsheng was overwhelmed with regret— Why hadn’t I kept the child with me?
If she had, none of this would have happened.