Two days prior, a dialogue pop-up had appeared online, with the person inside telling him that his work would become more interesting.
At first, he thought he had been targeted by cyber police and almost fled. Only later did he discover that the other person's skills were far superior to his and that they meant him no harm.
Occasionally chatting with that person over the past two days, Song Lianqing found them quite interesting, even considering developing them as a subordinate, paying them three mao per comment…
However, their interactions were limited to casual talk because Song Lianqing was somewhat afraid of the person.
His exchanges with that person made Song Lianqing feel as if he were being monitored, and the snippets of information the person let slip made them seem less than human.
Therefore, Song Lianqing dared not engage in deep conversation with them.
Suddenly, his doorbell rang. Wen Wen was at the door.
“Who is it?” Song Lianqing asked impatiently.
“Checking the water meter,” Wen Wen replied casually.
“…I don’t have a water meter inside; the water meter is outside,” Song Lianqing realized something was wrong.
“Then I’m checking the electricity meter!”
“Actually, the electricity meter is also outside.”
Song Lianqing responded as he put on his clothes, grabbed his essential belongings, and prepared to escape through the back door.
“Hmm… Then the elderly lady downstairs reported you for lewd activities. Either way, let me in quickly.” Wen Wen said without much conviction.
Song Lianqing knew he wasn’t doing anything good, so he had always been vigilant about potential risks.
He had even bought two adjacent apartments, knocking down the wall between them, so he could escape through another door if something happened.
“I shouldn’t have made my life like a cop-and-robber movie just for a little money. When did cyber police become so capable that I didn’t even know I’d been found.”
Just as Song Lianqing was about to head for the back door, he heard a loud bang. A clear shoe print had appeared on his reinforced door, and the entire door was kicked out of shape!
“This isn’t a cop-and-robber movie, it’s a horror film!”
Outside the door, Wen Wen tutted. Song Lianqing’s front door was more robust than he had expected.
“Strange, ordinary police officers in cop-and-robber movies can kick open reinforced doors with their feet, but I can’t, even with my strength. Is this a custom job?”
“Oh, I see. In cop-and-robber movies, the doors open inward. This reinforced door opens outward…”
Then, Wen Wen clenched his fist and punched the connecting point between the reinforced door and the wall several times. He then actually detached the metal door!
Meanwhile, Song Lianqing inside had not yet reached the back door!
“Heh, you must be up to something, or you wouldn’t be running.”
A moment later, Song Lianqing was tied up with ropes and hung upside down like a dried salted fish.
That’s right, the same posture as when Tao Qingqing was tied up.
“If you chased me, wouldn’t I run?” Song Lianqing said, on the verge of tears.
“Nonsense, if you didn’t run, would I chase you?” Wen Wen flicked Song Lianqing on the forehead with a force just enough to shatter a glass.
Song Lianqing didn’t dare to retort this time but still felt wronged. As soon as this person arrived, they dismantled the door; any normal person would run, right?
“I want to ask you, do you recognize this person?” Wen Wen showed Song Lianqing a photo of Yan Biqing.
“I don’t know this person. I’m telling the truth.”
Upon seeing Yan Biqing’s photo, Song Lianqing’s eyes lit up. It seemed Wen Wen wasn’t here to investigate his online activities. As long as he cooperated well, everything would be fine.
“Then have you done anything wicked recently?” Wen Wen continued to ask.
“No, no, I’m a model citizen,” Song Lianqing said with a sheepish grin.
Wen Wen’s mouth suddenly drooped. He glared at Song Lianqing and said, “You’re not being good. I’ll have to teach you a lesson.”
He opened a black briefcase and took out two jars. One was black and red, while the other contained a yellowish liquid.
“One is menstrual blood, and the other is virgin boy urine. They’ve been kept for a while. Choose one and drink it,” Wen Wen said with dead fish eyes.
These two jars were originally prepared by Wen Wen to deal with Qin Shuang but had never been used. Later, after he got the black briefcase, he kept storing these two jars.
If these two items had an expiration date, they would definitely be expired.
There was no use keeping these things, so he might as well use them here.
Song Lianqing’s face was filled with fear. Why did this guy carry such things with him? He must be a pervert!
Then Wen Wen took out more items from the briefcase: candles, whips, and other things, making Song Lianqing’s eyes twitch.
“I’ll tell you… I’ve been paid to control public opinion. A few days ago, there was a…”
Before Wen Wen could make a move, Song Lianqing started spilling out all the wicked things he had done like a string of beans.
But to his dismay, Wen Wen’s actions of fiddling with those things never stopped…
…
In the corridor, the muscular bald man You Han, wearing a pink sweater, carried Ding Mingguang, who was as thin as a chick, and quickly climbed the stairs.
After Ding Mingguang informed Lin Zhe Yuan about the matter, Lin Zhe Yuan ordered You Han and Ding Mingguang to apprehend this person.
Because this person would undoubtedly be an important clue in capturing Yan Biqing.
When they reached the door, Ding Mingguang’s expression darkened. The reinforced door had been removed and placed in the corridor. Had someone attacked this guy?
Would the clue be lost?
“Be careful, there might be enemies inside!” Ding Mingguang warned.
Upon hearing this, You Han’s muscles bulged, and his speed increased significantly as he moved into the room.
But upon seeing the scene inside, he deactivated his combat mode.
Song Lianqing was lying on the table in disarray, his eyes vacant, drool flowing from his mouth, like a salted fish that had lost its dreams.
Don’t misunderstand, Wen Wen didn’t assault him, he just “played” him until he was broken.
Well, the two meanings were similar.
Wen Wen tidied his collar and pointed to his head, saying to You Han, “All the information he possessed is in my mind. As the discoverer of this clue, I demand to participate in the operation to apprehend Yan Biqing.”
“What happened to him?”
“Nothing much, I just fed him some supplements. I estimate he won’t recover anytime soon,” Wen Wen said, covering his mouth and smiling, having thoroughly enjoyed himself.
If Lin Zhe Yuan and the others hadn’t been tracking this person’s whereabouts, Wen Wen would have wanted to send Song Lianqing to the containment facility as a jailer. Such a delicate little white face would surely be liked by Hu You Ling.
“Ask me whatever you want to ask,” Wen Wen said, patting his chest.
“I don’t need to ask you… I only need this,” Su Dan Novel Network.
Ding Mingguang walked directly to Song Lianqing’s computer. He placed his hand on the computer, and it automatically turned on.
A lifelike ape appeared on the screen. The ape placed its hand on its forehead, looking around as if searching for something.
This was Ding Mingguang’s ability: Program Ape!
“Tsk, you said your ability wasn’t a monkey, and now I’m seeing the real form. What else do you have to argue?” Wen Wen pointed at the ape and shouted.
“This is an ape, not a monkey…”
Ding Mingguang covered his forehead, feeling mentally exhausted from interacting with Wen Wen: “His activities are recorded here. As long as you give me some time, I’ll definitely be able to catch him!”
“This time, I’ve caught your tail, teacher!”