Free Web NovelThe television droned on in the background while Bai Liu watched it in silence. Following his gaze, Lu Yizhan glanced up and saw a segment about community psychologists.
“I recommended that community counselor to you before,” he said casually. “Have you been going regularly?”
Out of everyone in the world, Lu Yizhan was probably the person most concerned about Bai Liu’s mental state. He genuinely feared that one day Bai Liu would completely lose it and start making money through some outrageously unethical scheme.
“I went twice.” Bai Liu finally looked away from the TV. “By the second session, I felt like I was about to give the psychologist psychological trauma instead, so I decided to do a good deed and stop going.”
He turned toward Lu Yizhan and raised an eyebrow slightly.
“Honestly, with the state you’re in right now, you’re the one who should see a psychologist.”
Lu Yizhan looked terrible.
He hadn’t shaved, his brows were tightly furrowed, and thick shadows hung beneath his eyes. His clothes were wrinkled and dusted with cigarette ash, and the stale smell of smoke clung to him so heavily it seemed soaked into his skin. It was obvious he had spent the entire night here without going home. His bloodshot eyes made him look strained to the edge of emotional collapse.
Lu Yizhan only gave a bitter laugh at Bai Liu’s jab.
“Why did you come?”
Bai Liu had never been the type to involve himself in other people’s affairs. The last time he visited the hospital had only been because he felt mildly indebted after eating Lu Yizhan’s food. For him to come here on his own initiative was entirely unlike him.
“I came to see when you’re planning to smoke yourself to death.”
Bai Liu glanced at the mountain of cigarette butts overflowing from the trash can lid beside him.
“What happened to saving money to marry Dian-jie? Cigarettes aren’t cheap.”
Lu Yizhan tapped ash from the cigarette between his fingers and exhaled slowly.
“They’re cheap cigarettes. Don’t tell Dian-jie.” He lowered his head. “I just... can’t settle down. A few more children had accidents last night.”
Bai Liu’s tone remained flat.
“What kind of accidents?”
Lu Yizhan fell silent for a moment before taking a hard drag from the cigarette.
“The five kids who barely survived at the welfare home...” His voice grew hoarse. “For some reason, they all started collapsing one after another last night and got rushed to the hospital.”
“But all the examinations came back normal. The only issue was severe anemia. They’d already had bloodwork done the day before yesterday, and it wasn’t nearly this bad then.” He rubbed his face irritably. “By early morning, they started showing symptoms of shock, coma, even convulsions. The doctors suspect massive blood loss, but the children have been under hospital supervision the whole time. Nobody can figure out where the blood loss is coming from.”
“Where’s Liu Jiayi?” Bai Liu asked lazily, as though changing the subject on a whim.
Lu Yizhan frowned more deeply.
“That kid’s strange too. Yesterday morning she slipped out while following behind her gege. We only found her this morning.” He paused. “When we asked where she went, she refused to answer. We checked surveillance footage, but it cuts out halfway through. No one knows where she spent the night.”
“We had people keep watch over her as soon as she came back. The doctors already gave her a transfusion and sent her for tests.” Lu Yizhan’s expression darkened further. “Her complexion was way paler than yesterday. Exactly like those other kids. She probably has severe anemia too.”
“Some officers wanted to question her because the timing of her disappearance was too suspicious, but her condition’s too unstable right now, so we let the doctors handle her first.”
Once Lu Yizhan started talking, he couldn’t stop. He had probably spent the entire night bottling everything up with no one to confide in. Now that Bai Liu had conveniently shown up, he poured out all his frustration at once.
“And that’s not even the worst part.” Lu Yizhan sighed heavily. “There’s definitely something wrong with the welfare home itself. I still think it’s connected to those investors.”
As he spoke, he pressed his thumb hard against his forehead, almost as if trying to force a clue out through sheer pressure.
“I asked around, and the other investigators think the same thing. The entire department’s been mobilized to trace the case upward, but there’s almost nothing to work with.” His voice grew increasingly agitated. “All the missing kids from the welfare home left on their own. Nobody knows where they went. And those investors have special backgrounds. Without hard evidence, we can’t just launch investigations against them.”
Bai Liu nodded lightly to indicate he’d heard everything.
“Can I see the children?”
Lu Yizhan hesitated briefly before nodding.
“Yeah. I can vouch for you. Lots of people have been coming to visit lately—people interested in adoption and things like that. It shouldn’t be a problem.”
He paused before adding:
“The others are fine, but Liu Jiayi might be difficult. After the doctors forcibly finished drawing her blood, she crawled under the bed and refused to come out. Every time someone enters the room, she starts screaming and completely loses control. I don’t know whether she’ll let you near her.”
Lu Yizhan led Bai Liu through the hospital ward.
The children suffering from blood loss lay pale and motionless in their beds. Their breathing was weak, their temperatures low, even their heartbeats sluggish. Looking at them felt like staring at lives suspended somewhere between existence and disappearance.
The Blood Lingzhi that nurtured adults’ desperate will to survive was greedily draining fresh blood from the bodies of children instead. Even at an age when their blood regenerated fastest, they still couldn’t keep up with the endless consumption of those filthy adults.
“They still can’t determine what illness this is.” Lu Yizhan looked away the moment his eyes landed on the children. “Every time I look at them...” His eyes reddened. “They’re still so young.”
Bai Liu lightly brushed a finger over one child’s dry lips.
His voice was soft and distant, almost impossible to tell who it was meant for.
“Don’t be sad. Things will get better.”
[System Notification: Does player Bai Liu wish to use the item (Blood Lingzhi) to heal the target on the sickbed?]
[Warning: There is only one Blood Lingzhi. An adult may use it three times, while a child may use it six times. This item has strict dosage and frequency limitations. Does player Bai Liu confirm use of the item?]
Bai Liu replied calmly:
[Confirm.]
[System Warning: This item is not player Bai Liu’s core desire item and cannot be directly used in reality! ...Zzz... Zzz... Abnormal bug data intrusion detected...]
The crucifix hanging against Bai Liu’s chest began to heat up.
At the same time, the coin grew burning hot as if overloaded by excessive processing.
[...Unable to eliminate abnormal data... Item (Blood Lingzhi) successfully activated...]
The child’s throat moved strangely for a moment, as though he had swallowed something unconsciously.
Then, almost immediately, color returned to his face.
Within seconds, the child slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was Bai Liu’s utterly expressionless face.
His breathing remained weak, chest rising faintly as he stared blankly at the unfamiliar uncle standing before him. Warmth spread slowly through his stomach, carrying with it the lingering taste of mushrooms.
It resembled the mushroom his teacher had once given him—the mushroom that poisoned all the children.
But this one was sweeter.
Richer.
Not bitter at all.
It tasted like a fully ripened mushroom, carrying a dense and wicked flavor that resembled neither human blood nor the blood of children.
—The taste of a god.
The taste of salvation.
“Next one.”
Before Lu Yizhan noticed anything unusual, Bai Liu casually pulled him away, pushed the bewildered man out the door, and shut it behind them.
The child watched the strange uncle leave and felt an inexplicable trace of loneliness.
His thin fingers twitched slightly atop the blanket, instinctively wanting to reach out and stop him.
Then suddenly, Bai Liu poked his head back through the crack in the door.
Completely shameless, and entirely calm, he addressed the child matter-of-factly:
“Little kid, remember my name. I’m the one who saved you.”
“My name is Bai Liu. When you grow up, remember to repay your medical expenses.” He added lazily, “You’re too young to pay right now, so I’ll let you owe me for the time being. I left the IOU beside your pillow.”
The child stared blankly at him until the door shut again.
And for some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh.
So he smiled weakly into the silence.
Outside, Lu Yizhan’s puzzled voice sounded:
“Why’d you stick your head back in there just now?”
“...Nothing. Thought I forgot my phone.”
After passing five hospital rooms, Bai Liu finally arrived outside Liu Jiayi’s ward.
Lu Yizhan was beginning to find the whole thing unsettling.
“Why are you suddenly overflowing with compassion today? Visiting children and everything?”
“Looking for clues.” Bai Liu lied smoothly without blinking. “Didn’t you ask me to help investigate?”
Lu Yizhan fell into deep confusion.
He had visited these children countless times already. Was there really some clue he had missed?
That shouldn’t have been possible.
Before he could continue thinking, Bai Liu had already opened the door to Liu Jiayi’s room.
The instant it opened, a piercing scream exploded from inside, loud enough to shake the ceiling.
The officer guarding the room grimaced and covered his ears, hurriedly gesturing for Bai Liu to shut the door.
Bai Liu remained completely unmoved.
“Liu Jiayi,” he said calmly. “It’s Bai Liu. Let’s talk.”
The screaming stopped instantly.
The guard and Lu Yizhan both stared at Bai Liu in shock.
Under Lu Yizhan’s firm guarantee—and after considerable suspicion from the guards—Bai Liu was eventually allowed inside under the condition that surveillance remained active and he carried a live recording device connected to the officers outside.
Less than a minute after Bai Liu entered, another officer hurried over holding a phone, his expression grim.
“Liu Jiayi’s gege, Liu Huai, is dead.” His voice was low. “Traffic division just confirmed it. Traffic accident this morning. Looks accidental.”
He glanced toward the room.
“That little girl refuses to speak to anyone except her gege. She screams until she passes out but won’t answer a single question. What are we supposed to do now?”
Lu Yizhan’s expression became complicated as he turned on the audio feed connected to Bai Liu’s recorder.
Bai Liu’s voice came through clearly.
“Liu Jiayi. Can we talk?”
A very long silence followed.
Then finally, the dry and hoarse voice of a little girl answered:
“What do you want to talk about?”
The officer holding the phone stared at the recorder in disbelief.
“Who’s in there?!” he blurted out. “Why is Liu Jiayi suddenly willing to talk?!”
“A friend of mine.” Lu Yizhan paused. “Or... I guess you could also say a friend of Liu Huai’s.”
His expression only grew more complicated.
He still had absolutely no idea how Bai Liu had somehow become acquainted with Liu Huai.
Inside the room, Liu Jiayi sat curled tightly in the corner after crawling out from beneath the bed.
Her head remained buried against her knees in a posture of total defensiveness and insecurity. Her exposed skin was frighteningly pale, so white that even the blue veins beneath it had disappeared.
Anyone could tell she was suffering severe blood loss as well.
Bai Liu had already expected this.
The detoxification item [Blood Lingzhi] could only be obtained by clearing the “Love Welfare Home — Plant Patients” page of the Monster Book. But Liu Jiayi had spent almost the entire time inside the welfare home itself. She never had the opportunity to complete that page.
“What do you want to talk about?” Liu Jiayi repeated hoarsely without lifting her head.
Bai Liu preferred directness.
“You already know Liu Huai is dead, don’t you?”
Liu Jiayi’s body trembled violently.
She curled up even tighter, shrinking into herself until she looked like a tiny, inconspicuous bundle on the bed. Her breathing became rapid and uneven.
She had run out this morning precisely to find Liu Huai.
But she still hadn’t made it in time.
“Part of Liu Huai’s soul is with me,” Bai Liu continued evenly. “The other part belongs to the system.”
“If you want to resurrect him, you’ll need his soul back. I’m not giving it to you for free. You’ll have to trade me something.”
Silence lingered for a moment before Liu Jiayi finally asked:
“What do you want?”
Bai Liu glanced sideways at her.
“You should already know the answer.” His tone remained calm. “I want your soul.”
“I need you to participate in this year’s league with me. If we win, you can use the points to resurrect your gege. At the same time, you can use a wish to leave the game forever.”
He paused slightly.
“I promised Liu Huai I’d take you out of the game. This is my way of doing that.”
At last, Liu Jiayi raised her head.
Her clouded gray eyes stared straight at Bai Liu. The skin around them was swollen from crying.
“You’re certainly ambitious,” she said coldly. “If I want to win the league, why wouldn’t I join the King’s Guild instead? Their chances are far higher than yours.”
“And even if you’re holding my ge’s soul right now, once I win the league, I can simply use a wish to take it back from you directly.” She stared at him steadily. “The system can grant any wish.”
“Even allowing you and Liu Huai to remain gege and meimei forever without resentment?” Bai Liu asked calmly.
“I thought you’d already suffered enough at the hands of that lying system.”
Liu Jiayi’s fingers tightened instantly.
She remembered the Queen of Hearts’ lazy, careless smile.
And the system item called [Psyche’s Tears].
God-level items were already the highest-ranking items in the game, yet even they had failed to grant her wish.
“You can make a deal with me,” Bai Liu said, looking directly at Liu Jiayi. “I can lay out my skills for you in full. I cannot break a deal. If I do, my soul will be detained as well.”
His voice remained steady.
“At least when it comes to keeping my word, you can trust me.”
Liu Jiayi pressed her lips together. After a long moment, she asked very softly, “If I agree to a soul deal with you, what will you do with me? Do I need to stay at the welfare home? I have to disappear for one day every week to enter the game. Or do you want me to go back to the countryside? That might be more convenient.”
“This welfare home probably won’t be able to stay open much longer.” Bai Liu did not mention that Mu Ke was already gathering evidence for an anonymous report. “And I can’t let you go back to that village where your biological father lives.”
He paused.
“But I do have a friend who wants to adopt you.”
Liu Jiayi seemed to have expected this.
She asked in return, “Is it that police officer guarding me?”
“Yes,” Bai Liu said.
Liu Jiayi hugged her knees even tighter. She turned her head, her gray, clouded eyes “looking” out the window.
Her window faced the street. It was open, and she could hear the cries of breakfast vendors downstairs—loud, lively, full of ordinary worldly life. They sounded completely out of place beside Liu Jiayi, who sat curled on the bed with a numb expression.
“Red bean cakes! Sweet, fragrant red bean cakes! Three for ten yuan!”
“Tofu pudding! Five yuan a bowl!”
“Beef noodles...”
“This morning, that police officer bought me red bean cakes,” Liu Jiayi suddenly said. “Because I had my blood drawn. Then he probably saw me looking out the window on the surveillance camera and thought I wanted something sweet, so he went downstairs and bought them for me.”
Bai Liu noticed the paper bag of red bean cakes on the bedside table.
They had already gone cold.
The bag had not been opened.
“He is the first good person I’ve ever met.” Liu Jiayi slowly turned her head back. Her expression was strangely peaceful. “So trash like me shouldn’t ruin him.”
“I’m a player. If he gets too close to me, I might drag him into the game. So forget it, Bai Liu.”
After saying that, she turned back toward the window.
The morning breeze was gentle and warm, carrying the sweet scent of baked red bean cakes to Liu Jiayi’s cold forehead. Golden sunlight fell across her pale face, casting a dim yellow halo around her. She closed her eyes in a daze.
She didn’t even deserve a lesser kind of goodness.
Let alone someone as purely kind as Lu Yizhan.
There were very few people in this world willing to spend ten yuan to be good to her.
Although she was trash, there was no need for her to ruin every person she met.
“That possibility does exist,” Bai Liu said calmly, analyzing the matter with complete objectivity. “But considering my friend’s special nature, the chances of you affecting him and dragging him into the game are not high.”
“After all, even I can’t do it.”
He continued evenly, “Besides, adopting a child requires his own subjective choice. He likes you very much. So much that before you even said anything, he had already started making full preparations for your arrival. I think he has also prepared himself for every possibility that might come with taking you in.”
“Have you truly decided to reject him, Liu Jiayi?”
“Lu Yizhan will be the best father in the world,” Bai Liu said with absolute certainty. “He will spoil you to the heavens. If you want, Lu Yizhan would run five kilometers from his house to this hospital every day just to buy you red bean cakes. He would send you to the best school for disabled children. He would stay up all night making rag dolls for you.”
“He would be very happy to sacrifice himself for you.”
Liu Jiayi had originally wanted to mock him for describing his friend as such an idiot.
But when she opened her mouth, her voice came out blurred and choked.
“I don’t want it.”
“Bai Liu!!”
Lu Yizhan burst through the door, his face red. He frantically winked at Bai Liu.
“What are you saying to the little girl?!”
Outside, Lu Yizhan had heard Bai Liu decisively declare, “Lu Yizhan will be the best father in the world,” and had almost choked on the spot. Under the strange gazes of his two colleagues, he hurried inside to interrupt him.
Lu Yizhan awkwardly scratched his cheek, stepped forward, and dragged Bai Liu toward the door. As he walked, he scolded him in a low voice.
“I’m saying, Bai Liu, how can you just talk to a little girl about her gege’s death and then turn around and start lobbying for me? Are you even human? Look, you made the poor girl cry. I brought you here to investigate the case. If you keep messing around like this, I’m sending you out!”
As he spoke, Lu Yizhan glared at him, clearly about to continue.
But Liu Jiayi suddenly called out softly, “Bai Liu? Are you leaving?”
As she spoke, Liu Jiayi even reached out and grasped at the air.
Combined with her fragile, almost tearful expression, it made Lu Yizhan’s scalp go numb.
Bai Liu turned around, shrugged at Lu Yizhan, and silently mouthed:
[Looks like I can’t leave for now.]
Under Lu Yizhan’s suffocated, speechless stare, Bai Liu walked back and sat down beside Liu Jiayi’s bedside table.
Liu Jiayi lightly grabbed Bai Liu’s sleeve, looking as if she depended on him completely and trusted him without reservation.
“Lu Yizhan, go buy me three red bean cakes too,” Bai Liu ordered naturally. “I haven’t had breakfast either.”
Lu Yizhan: “...”
Lu Yizhan held his breath and raised a hand, gesturing at Bai Liu twice while silently cursing him for being shameless.
But when he saw Liu Jiayi’s small hand clutching Bai Liu’s sleeve anxiously, his anger deflated helplessly.
He pointed at Bai Liu from a distance, glaring at him in frustration.
“You just wait, Bai Liu!”
“Bai Liu wasn’t popular with children when he was little either. Why is this girl giving him such a good face...”
Lu Yizhan muttered as he closed the door and went downstairs, apparently truly going to buy Bai Liu red bean cakes.
“...A grown man eating red bean cakes. Doesn’t he find them too sweet?”
Once Lu Yizhan closed the door, Bai Liu looked at Liu Jiayi.
“Are you really unwilling to be adopted by Lu Yizhan?”
Liu Jiayi pressed her lips tightly together and shook her head lightly.
“No. I can follow you in the game, but there’s no need for me to be adopted in reality. On the surface, I can go back to my biological father’s village as cover. No one in that village cares whether I live or die. Then I’ll simply stay in the game. I can afford the points needed to remain there continuously.”
“That would waste too many points.” Bai Liu looked at her. “Are you sure you want to follow me in the game?”
He continued, “Lu Yizhan is a rare kind-hearted fool among seven billion people. If you miss him, it’ll be hard to find another one. I am sincerely promoting my friend to you because he truly likes you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have saved you in the game.”
Liu Jiayi froze.
Then she slowly and firmly shook her head. She gave a soft laugh, as though mocking herself.
“Consider it my ‘thank you’ for his three red bean cakes. I won’t ruin him.”
Bai Liu leaned forward from the stool beside her bed.
“I am completely different from Lu Yizhan. He won’t ask you for anything in return for what he does for you. But if I buy even one red bean cake for you, I’ll remember it until you pay me back.”
“If you agree to make a soul deal with me, I will squeeze every last bit of value out of you until the final moment. Of course, I will also give you corresponding compensation.”
“Have you thought it through, Liu Jiayi?”
Liu Jiayi could sense where Bai Liu was.
She “looked” straight at him for a while.
Then she suddenly pointed toward the door.
“Then go downstairs and buy me red bean cakes right now.”
——————
Lu Yizhan came back upstairs carrying three red bean cakes.
He had been delayed downstairs by a call from Dian-jie, so by the time he returned, the red bean cakes were already a little cold.
As a result, the moment he entered the room, he saw Liu Jiayi holding a red bean cake, taking small bites while blowing on it.
He instinctively glanced at the red bean cakes he had bought earlier on the bedside table.
They were still there.
Unopened.
“Jiayi, who bought that for you?” Lu Yizhan stepped forward and asked curiously. “Another officer?”
Liu Jiayi took a small bite from the edge of the red bean cake.
The sweet, soft cake slid down her throat and warmed her entire body. She chewed a few times, then suddenly began coughing, choking until tears came to her eyes.
She had tasted a small piece of mushroom inside the red bean cake.
There was also a faint taste of blood.
It was the Blood Lingzhi.
It was disgusting.
She did not like the taste of mushrooms in her red bean cakes.
“Bai Liu bought it for me,” Liu Jiayi said, lowering her head as she clutched the cake.
Lu Yizhan was shocked.
“He actually spent money to buy something for someone else?!”
Liu Jiayi shook her head.
“It wasn’t free.”
Lu Yizhan’s expression instantly became indescribable.
“I knew it. Did he ask you for money, Jiayi? Wait, you don’t have money either...”
As Lu Yizhan was wondering, he spotted a piece of paper on the bedside table. He picked it up and read it.
His expression cracked on the spot.
[IOU: Today, Liu Jiayi had Bai Liu purchase one red bean cake for her. The red bean cakes were sold at three for ten yuan, so the cost of one red bean cake is 3.33 yuan.]
[Bai Liu’s errand fee, as requested by Liu Jiayi: 5 yuan. Liu Jiayi chose to settle the cost of the red bean cake with another item. Therefore, Liu Jiayi currently owes Bai Liu 5 yuan.]
“That bastard!!”
Lu Yizhan was truly speechless.
“Charging a five-yuan errand fee for a three-yuan cake. He really knows how to do business.”
He looked at Liu Jiayi anxiously.
“What did you use to pay for the cake? Don’t trust him so easily! He’s a real swindler. He probably took something from you worth way more than three yuan. Tell Uncle Police, and I’ll help you get it back later!”
Liu Jiayi finished the last bite of the red bean cake.
She patted her hands clean. Then, as if thinking of something, she turned toward the window, narrowed her eyes, and smiled innocently like an ordinary little girl.
“I used something worth one red bean cake to settle the debt. He didn’t overcharge me.”
Lu Yizhan became even more confused.
“What thing?”
Liu Jiayi answered casually, “Something not very important. Not worth much.”
“No matter how worthless it is, don’t trade things with Bai Liu...” Lu Yizhan said with a headache. “He’s cunning. He wants to turn everything into a transaction, and he calculates every account very clearly.”
“Isn’t that good?”
Liu Jiayi looked up at Lu Yizhan. Her tone carried an innocent, almost ethereal quality.
“Everything I want can be obtained through a transaction. He will never betray me, and he won’t give me kindness or malice for no reason.”
“Isn’t that good?”
She could no longer trust other people.
So she might as well exist in a way that required no trust.
Bai Liu was her best choice.
Because Bai Liu understood her.
He understood her lowliness and her evil. He understood that she was neither like a child nor like a normal person.
She would never have to worry about hurting Bai Liu, nor would she have to worry about Bai Liu hurting her.
Between them, everything was like transaction data in a bank.
Always calculated so clearly.
So reasonably.
Without betrayal.
Without suspicion.
Lu Yizhan froze at her expression.
But before long, someone came to call him.
“Yizhan, the other five kids are awake!”
Lu Yizhan’s eyes lit up.
He put down the red bean cakes he had bought for Bai Liu and hurried over.
Bai Liu was biting into a red bean cake.
He looked at the additional Liu Jiayi soul banknote inside his old wallet, took a large bite of the cake in his left hand, and frowned.
“It’s too sweet. This thing can actually sell for three yuan?”
He paused.
“If I’d known, I would’ve only bought one.”
Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang.
Bai Liu wrapped up the red bean cake, held it in one hand, and pulled his phone from his pocket.
He glanced at the screen.
It was Lu Yizhan.
“Where are you?!” Lu Yizhan’s voice was full of excitement. “I bought them for you, so hurry up and eat! I’m telling you, those five kids are awake! The doctors said their condition improved! If you have anything to ask, you can ask them now!”
“No need. I’ve already figured this matter out,” Bai Liu said leisurely. “You should be able to solve this case very soon too.”
Lu Yizhan was shocked.
“?! When did you figure it out?! What do you mean we’ll solve it very soon?!”
Holding the phone, Bai Liu turned back to look at the hospital.
He did not answer Lu Yizhan’s question directly. Instead, he said something seemingly unrelated.
“Lu Yizhan, I’ve realized that the fourteen-year-old me really did fall for your tricks.”
“Fortunately, I’m older than fourteen now, so I won’t fall for them anymore.”
Bai Liu took another bite of the red bean cake and swallowed it with a frown.
“Remember to treat me to another meal once this matter is resolved. Otherwise, I’ll be taking a loss.”
“My phone credit is about to run out. Hanging up.”
“?!?!?!”
Lu Yizhan was utterly bewildered.
“Weren’t we talking about the case? Why are you suddenly bringing up—Hey!! Damn it, you really hung up! Bai Liu! Bai Liu!!”
Lu Yizhan cursed as he topped up Bai Liu’s supposedly nearly depleted phone credit.
Just as he finished, he turned around and saw the officer guarding Liu Jiayi staring dazedly at his phone.
“Yizhan, someone posted our case online...”
“?!”
Lu Yizhan immediately opened his phone to search, his heart tightening.
“Didn’t the Cyber Security Department block it? [N O V E L I G H T] Didn’t they say the details of this case couldn’t be posted randomly?”
The officer shook his head, still looking somewhat dazed.
“It’s not the details of the case. It’s the leads. Someone organized and posted what happened to these children back then, along with the medical records of those investors...”
He swallowed.
“It’s already on the trending searches...”
Lu Yizhan: “?!”
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Author’s Note: fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
I want to emphasize again: under normal circumstances, in the real world, an outsider would not be allowed to visit important people involved in such a major case.
However, the regulations of the department in this game are very strange.
This is a fictional world that I completely made up.
By tomorrow, you’ll understand just how outrageous the design of this game’s department is, because this is not a normal world at all!
Many of the regulations are fabricated by me and have nothing to do with reality.
Please don’t take them literally!
