Chapter 415 Do You Think I Am Cold-Hearted

After washing up, Qin He skipped breakfast and went directly to the doctor's office.

She sat in the office, organizing the items needed for the examination, her mind contemplating a plan.

After the two previous escape attempts, she had successfully helped Gao Lang and the other two get away, but it had also made Shen Yicong wary.

Placing all the items onto the tray, Qin He turned around and saw two men in black standing at the doorway.

Before she assisted Gao Lang in his escape, she had at least had a sliver of freedom.

But now, except for when she returned to her bedroom at night, these two men followed her at a distance during the day, whether she was in the office or the living room.

Qin He finished organizing her things and glanced at the two "doctors" sitting in the corner of the office.

These two, after discovering they couldn't leave the villa and causing a scene, were now extremely obedient.

They were attentive and willing to do whatever she asked.

Qin He pursed her lips. Bing Hai had been developed by these two, and she loathed them intensely.

Seeing their expectant faces, Qin He turned and left the office.

As usual, she went to Shen Yilin's room. When Qin He entered, Shen Yilin was leaning against the headboard, reading.

"Sister."

Qin He smiled, "You woke up late today, Yilin must have been waiting for a long time."

"No, Sister is already very hardworking, still taking time out to treat me." Shen Yilin had become even more emaciated, his eyes gentle, "Sister, you should sleep in more from now on. You don't have to come so early every day to examine me."

Qin He injected Shen Yilin with the daily medication.

Shen Yilin looked down, his demeanor docile, "Sister, can you discuss with my brother and have him give me my phone back?"

Qin He's eyes flickered, "Your brother confiscated your phone?"

"Yes, my brother said phones are bad for my condition, so he took it away. But I'm bored staying here all day, and I was thinking of going online to read some news."

Qin He nodded, "I will discuss it with him."

Shen Yilin had stomach cancer; what did it have to do with his phone?

Shen Yicong was afraid of her. With Shen Yilin trusting her so much, giving the phone to Shen Yilin was no different from handing it to her.

She sat and chatted with Shen Yilin for a while. Seeing a bright smile on his face, Qin He's eyes softened. She got up and gently patted his head.

"Rest well, I'm going back now."

Shen Yilin nodded, his gaze reluctantly fixed on Qin He's retreating figure.

The third floor of the villa.

Shen Yicong sat in his office, watching the hidden surveillance feed from Shen Yilin's room.

Qin He had been quite well-behaved these past two days.

Only after Qin He left Shen Yilin's room did Shen Yicong shift his gaze from the screen to Monkey, who was opposite him.

Monkey's expression was somewhat somber, "Due to Second Mother's final self-detonating attack, the other party found no clues from them. None of the twenty-one people who participated in this operation survived."

Shen Yicong nodded, "Yes, compensate their families well."

Monkey responded. The reason for the Lev organization members' loyalty, besides the organization's brainwashing, was that the closest relatives of these members lived in territories controlled by the organization.

One betrayal meant the death of the entire family.

Monkey turned to leave, but after a few steps, he cautiously turned back.

"Strategist, Second Mother mentioned yesterday that you should look at the moon. Did you?"

Shen Yicong looked at Monkey, his gaze sharp. His tone was indifferent, "What's so good about the moon?"

Monkey's body stiffened.

Shen Yicong casually flipped through the documents in his hand, "Monkey, do you think I'm rather cold-blooded?"

Monkey trembled violently and quickly replied, "No, Strategist."

Shen Yicong sneered, "You don't need to lie to me. It was rumored in the organization before that I was inhuman. I'm not unaware.

You saw Second Mother's end. Looking at the moon, do you really think she died for me? She died for the love in her heart. I guess she even felt self-感动 (self-moved) as she died."

Shen Yicong's words were filled with deep sarcasm. Monkey felt a chill down his spine. Did the Strategist truly not care about anyone?

Shen Yicong continued, "I told Second Mother long ago that I have no feelings for her. She couldn't manage her emotions well and didn't prioritize things properly, which is why she fell into someone else's trap during her mission. Who can she blame for her death? This is the result of being unable to control one's emotions, and instead being controlled by them."

"I understand, Strategist," Monkey said, lowering his head.

The words were spoken, but in this world, who could avoid being troubled by emotions? What the Strategist referred to as controlling emotions was essentially having no emotions at all.

Perhaps it was precisely because the vast majority of people couldn't achieve this that those who could reached the Strategist's position.

Monkey mused.

Shen Yicong waved his hand, "Those three people still haven't been found?"

Monkey knew Shen Yicong was asking about Gao Lang and the other two, "No, there have been civil unrest and protests in several nearby cities recently. It's too difficult to investigate during such times."

Shen Yicong nodded, "What's the situation with Black Eagle?"

"Black Eagle seems to have detected our presence in Southeast Asia. Recently, some of his men have infiltrated Kun Dian."

Shen Yicong heard this and, after thinking for a moment, said, "Instruct everyone to be ready to relocate at any time."

"Yes!"

This place was actually unsafe long ago. Ever since Qin He let those three people go, he had been thinking of moving.

However, Yilin's current physical condition made it inconvenient to move, and he had carefully selected this villa because its surroundings were very conducive to recovery.

Now, finding a new place wouldn't be easy. Especially since Qin He had brought so many large medical instruments, moving them without attracting attention would be a hassle and required careful planning.

At noon, Qin He went to the dining room for lunch.

Shen Yicong no longer ate lunch on the first floor. Only she and the other two doctors were at the table.

Qin He looked at the doctor opposite her. She wanted to obtain the research data and ingredient list for Bing Hai to find a breakthrough to detoxify herself from this substance.

But she had hated these two so much before that she hadn't even asked for their names.

"What was your name again?" Qin He looked up at the man with the triangular eyes.

The man with the triangular eyes heard this and was overjoyed. He immediately replied, "Miss Qin, my name is Zhao Fu."

Qin He nodded, "What specific medical field do you research?"

The two men exchanged glances. Qin He had ignored them completely for the past two days, but they were now acutely aware that their lives were in Qin He's hands.

The three soon began to chat, the two men being exceptionally attentive.

Qin He maintained a cool demeanor, not showing her disgust, and chatted intermittently with them.

Soon, the conversation turned to Bing Hai.

Qin He looked at Zhao Fu, "Your salary, and Wang Tai's, should be quite high. If you conducted other research, you would also receive considerable research funding. Why did you get involved in this illegal business? This is something that could cost you your head."