Chapter 102

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In the interrogation room, Tong Taishi was going mad.

“Aaaaah!”

Since he had been brought in, he had been close to hysterics for nearly four hours. The interrogation staff had been changed three times, but still nothing had been asked out of him.

He kicked chairs and pounded tables furiously, bellowing and shrieking, his mind in disarray.

“Let me see a lawyer, I want to see a lawyer!”

“Aaaaah!”

He flipped the table over, his face twisted, veins bulging, and claimed, “I’m sick, I’m ill!”

“Send me to the hospital!”

“Aaaaah!”

He banged his head against the wall with intense ferocity, hysterical.

Outside the interrogation room, Captain Lin Yaoping, in charge of the case, had just returned from a meeting.

“Still going crazy?”

Deputy Captain Zhang Qian said, “He’s probably feigning insanity.”

If he were truly insane, he wouldn’t be doing it so purposefully, now wanting to see a lawyer, then wanting to go out for treatment.

The lawyer brought by the Tong family arrived after ten o’clock.

The lawyer, surnamed Wei, wore a suit, carried a briefcase, and had a delicate metal brooch pinned on his chest, featuring the logo of the KE law firm.

The first thing Lawyer Wei said to his client was, “You must remember, you are not an organized person.”

Sitting with his legs crossed, Tong Taishi said, “Let my grandfather get me out of here.”

He was the grandchild Old Master Tong loved the most.

Lawyer Wei said, “This matter has attracted too much public attention, we can’t be too blatant.”

Tong Taishi put his leg down, leaned half of his body on the table, and leaned forward like a crawling animal, his pupils bloodshot and protruding from his eye sockets due to the drugs: “Then sneak me out.”

Lawyer Wei did not respond.

Tong Taishi, agitated, banged on the table: “I don’t want to stay in this hellhole, get me out fast!”

“Any illness will do, get me bailed out!”

“Do you hear me!”

*****

The Dragon Boat Festival is nearly here, and it’s time to start wrapping zongzi.

Today, Wen Changling had a day off. Granny Zhu took her to Sister Wan’s family store, where they wrap zongzi. Sister Tao was there too, as well as Aunt Qin and her daughter-in-law Xiao Fen from next door.

In the room, Sister Wan’s young daughter Miaomiao was crying.

Miaomiao was in the senior class of kindergarten. She came back crying today because a little boy in her class pointed at her and said she was ugly, the ugliest in the class, calling her “Little Black.”

Miaomiao was now old enough to understand the value judgments of beauty and ugliness and had her self-esteem damaged.

Aunt Qin, deftly wrapping zongzi with her hands, asked, “Still crying?”

“I can’t console her. Let’s wait for her dad,” Sister Wan said, upset and annoyed. “The kids nowadays really are something, so young and yet they judge girls from head to toe.”

Sister Tao commented, “Some even make inappropriate remarks.”

Xiao Fen chimed in, “My sister’s kid is the same. I told her not to let the child play with the phone, but she wouldn’t listen. Now the kid’s picked up all these internet catchphrases, and it’s infuriating to hear.”

Aunt Qin asked Sister Wan, “Do those kids’ parents not care? Did they apologize?”

Bringing this up made Sister Wan even angrier: “Care my foot, they were laughing on the side, saying their son has a large vocabulary. It’s infuriating just to hear it; I really wanted to slap her there and then.”

Wen Changling, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, her voice quiet as if muttering to herself, “Parents who can’t teach their children should be taught a lesson, too.”

“Hm?” Sister Tao didn’t catch that.

Wen Changling stuffed a date into the sticky rice, tied the string properly, and turned to ask Granny Zhu, “Granny, is this how you wrap it?” as if she hadn’t spoken a moment before.

“Right,” Granny Zhu instructed her. “Tie it tightly, or the sticky rice will leak out.”

“Oh.”

Wen Changling wrapped it very tightly, not letting any rice escape.

It was now Imperial Capital Time: 8:03 PM.

In End of the Sea, there was a private elevator in the parking garage that went directly to the sixth-floor meeting area not open to the public. The entire meeting area used advanced electronic locks, and people without access permission couldn’t reach this area.

Manager Chu led the guests to room 6019: “Mr. Fan, Mr. Du, please come in.”

The two gentlemen entered the private room, where Second Master Tong and Third Master Tong had been waiting for some time.

At this moment.

Wen Changling sat in front of the computer screen, using Granny Zhu’s mortar to crush fresh phoenix flowers. The phoenix flowers were given by Xiao Fen, who said they bloomed earlier this year than in previous years.

Phoenix flowers can be used to dye nails.

Wen Changling taped around the skin of her nails, applied the crushed petals on her nails, then wrapped them with plastic wrap and tied them up.

All done.

She spread her fingers out in the light, looking through the separated fingers at the revolting faces on the screen.

She stood up, moved to the wall of photos, and very carefully, due to her wrapped nails, picked up a dagger. She targeted Tong Taishi’s mutilated eyes and slashed down once more.

She sat back in front of the screen.

Let her think, where would be a good place to release it?

*****

Imperial Capital’s Guangda Plaza has a naked-eye 3D large screen. It’s said the advertising space there costs a fortune because of the prime location, high foot traffic, and it has recently become a hotspot for social media check-ins. At night, many parents bring their children to the plaza to watch the free 3D technology show.

It was too crowded.

A child tugged at his father’s clothes, “Dad, I can’t see.”

The father lifted the child onto his shoulders, “Can you see now?”

“I can see.”

The tech show featured a dinosaur movie, which children love.

The child was thrilled, “Dad, look quick, dinosaurs!”

The father was talking to someone nearby and glanced up briefly.

There were no dinosaurs on the screen anymore, the dinosaurs had disappeared.

Instead, four men appeared on the screen.

Second Master Tong was unaware that he was being watched by thousands, thinking the meeting area of End of the Sea was impenetrable, “Mr. Fan, my good-for-nothing son is causing trouble for you again.”

Mr. Fan, in his fifties and dressed in a sharp Zhongshan suit, said, “This matter is being closely monitored from above, I’m afraid it won’t be so easy this time.”

Second Master Tong pushed something he had prepared in advance towards Mr. Fan, “I will trouble you to take extra care.”

The plaza erupted into chaos.

The children were all baffled, complaining that the dinosaurs had vanished.

The adults were excited, more so than watching a blockbuster movie, and they took out their phones to record.

Third Master Tong spoke up, calling for Mr. Du, “The batch of goods from End of the Sea is still being held up at customs, please think of something.”

Mr. Du was drinking tea, “Wait it out, let’s talk after the storm passes.”

Suddenly, a man in a black suit rushed into the private room—it was Manager Chu from End of the Sea. He covered his own face, his expression anxious, “Second Master!”

After whispering a few words in his ear, Second Master Tong’s face changed drastically.

Then the five men covered their faces and fled in a panic.

The 3D screen went quiet for about ten seconds before the dinosaurs returned, to the cheers of the children.

By this time, End of the Sea was in complete disarray.

Second Master Tong was furious.

“Where did the camera come from?”

The sixth-floor meeting areas were not open to the public, and the doors were secured with advanced electronic locks.

Manager Chu’s palms were sweating heavily. There had indeed been an anomaly a few days ago, but the surveillance had malfunctioned, capturing nothing.

“We found it.”

The hidden camera was found behind books on a shelf. The staff retrieved it and handed it to Second Master Tong.

Second Master Tong threw the device to the ground and stomped on it, “When was it put there? Who put it there?”

Manager Chu dared not respond.

No one dared speak, sensing that the Tong Family’s world might be crumbling.

No one knew anything, and Second Master Tong, in his anger, kicked his staff, “You bunch of good-for-nothings, go and investigate!”

A call from the old master came through.

Second Master Tong stepped aside to answer, “Dad.”

Half an hour had passed since the incident, and the internet had begun to buzz with excitement. The impeccably organized ‘Leaves’ user army appeared once more.

Entertainment Circle Purple Leaf Mr.: [Video]

Entertainment Circle Orange Leaf Mr.: [Video]

Entertainment Circle White Leaf Mr.: [Video]

Entertainment Circle Black Leaf Mr.: [Video]

The video was the same for all of them, the one from End of the Sea.

As usual, the four hacked accounts belonged to high-traffic but heartless influencers, with Mr. Yezi still adhering to his principle of no collateral damage.

By the way, Mr. Yezi was a new name coined by the internet for the serial hacker of this event.

[Mr. Yezi, my god!!]

[So satisfying to watch!]

[Hope Mr. Yezi keeps updating]

[Is Mr. Yezi male or female, I’m dying of curiosity]

[The Tong Family really is a bunch of garbage, rotten to the core]

[Isn’t it time for the authorities to step in?]

[I’m at Guangda Plaza, watching the live broadcast, it’s so exhilarating!]

[What goes around comes around, peace to the world]

[...]

The technical team hired by the Tong Family had been tracking for more than four hours now.

Second Master Tong went from being furious and irate to frantic and flustered, and now he was even contemplating an escape plan.

“Have you found anything?”

Qiao Hai, once the top hacker on the streets, was experiencing such frustration for the first time, completely outclassed by the opponent: “The other party’s computer skills are too advanced.”

Second Master Tong, like his son Tong Taishi, had a fondness for pounding on the table, “Useless, useless, useless!”

On the screen, a rabbit icon popped up again, this time not in pajamas. The rabbit was wearing a black little dress, a headband with carrots, and a message followed.

[You guys are so slow]