Cai Zhijian was quickly dragged away by the arriving police.
Chu Ge was sending the video he had filmed, "Toilet, Rope, Masturbation.avi," to Lin Wuyang.
With this, Cai Zhijian was firmly pinned down. Attempted murder, who knows how many years?
Lin Wuyang watched with considerable horror: "This kind of ability… if he really is the kind of person who kills for pleasure, I wonder how many people would die inexplicably, and cases would never be solved."
Chu Ge also felt that unless one had an ability similar to Zhu Mengmeng's, at least enough to see the clue, there was no possibility of solving the case. He could only imagine it because Zhu Mengmeng mentioned there was a clue. Otherwise, even if he had his parents, who were at least S-level, their abilities wouldn't be compatible, and they definitely wouldn't be able to see the problem.
Cai Zhijian was just a small example; what about the many other strange cases? Chu Ge figured if he wanted to kill someone, he could just take them to the world of the book and let the little flame burn them to death; no one could investigate… or he could just lock them up inside and that would be it. People would think he'd transmigrated and was getting protagonist treatment…
"It's tough…" Lin Wuyang sighed and lit a cigarette.
"Smoking is prohibited in the hospital!" The nurse next to him glared angrily.
Lin Wuyang reluctantly put away his cigarette.
"Please wear your mask!"
Lin Wuyang put on his mask and continued to sigh: "It's tough…"
Chu Ge found Lin Wuyang rather endearing and laughed, "Not sighing about the promotion now?"
"What's past is past. What can I do? How long do I want to dwell on it?" Lin Wuyang smiled. "My superiors also need achievements, and they still rely on us. As long as they don't get too greedy and trip me up, I'm still in charge."
"It's not the same as a real promotion, is it?"
"Ugh, don't tease me too much." "Death?" Lin Wuyang glanced at him sideways. "And you? I heard you guys have 'promotions,' long-term contracts, top-tier contracts, platinum contracts... You're just a regular, lowly contract now, right?" Chu Ge's face stiffened. "A writer's job, can that be called promotion? I write what I feel, those things are too vulgar!"
"Pah." Lin Wuyang was too lazy to argue with him. They were both worldly people, everyone knew each other... He secretly glanced at Zhu Mengmeng, who was giving a statement to the police officer in the ward, and lowered his voice, "According to you..." "That's true, this beauty's abilities are terrifying. She's the one who can kill without a trace. I'm a bit conflicted now, wondering if I should report her as a dangerous individual and have someone keep an eye on her." Chu Ge lowered his voice, "Could you give me a break? Just consider it me keeping an eye on her for you... Her husband just killed her father, it's horribly tragic, and you're treating her like a thief? It just feels so awkward..."
"Hey, you have a girlfriend, don't think about things you shouldn't."
"No, that's not it... Don't you feel bad?" Lin Wuyang was silent for a moment, then sighed, "To be honest, our sympathy has long since worn off... Too many villains pretend to be pitiful, and in the end..."
"Emmmm..."
"Never mind, I also feel sorry for her. If you vouch for her, just keep an eye on her, don't come crying to me later if you get scammed."
"Okay, I know." The police left, and Chu Ge went into the ward. Zhu Mengmeng leaned against Qiu Wuji, her eyes still somewhat vacant.
Today had been a real blow to her. She had finally managed to settle down with her husband and was looking forward to having two chubby babies, but within minutes, everything collapsed, and she looked like this.
Her usual carefree, cheerful demeanor was gone; she seemed completely lost.
Chu Ge recalled Zhang Qiren when he was first reported, and Lin Wuyang when he was promoted and then sidelined—they both looked so withered at that moment. He wondered if Zhu Mengmeng would turn to the dark side like Zhang Qiren, or follow in Lin Wuyang's footsteps.
"Qiuqiu~" Zhu Mengmeng whispered, "Do you think I brought this on myself?"
Qiu Wuji hummed in response, "What's it to you?"
"I'm the kind of person who craves new experiences, loves to play around, likes handsome guys, and has no staying power." Zhu Mengmeng gave a bitter smile. "I don't know why I chose to marry him in the first place. Maybe he was good at sweet-talking me? Maybe I was blinded by his good looks... To say I really liked him, there's no... So, is it because I didn't have sincerity that I received in return for insincerity..."
Qiu Wuji shook his head. "He probably didn't have any good intentions when he approached you from the beginning. At most, it's just that your personality was exploited, not that you caused it." "Actually, with someone like him, the more sincere you are, the more you get hurt. He won't change his nature just because you're good to him..." Zhu Mengmeng smiled bitterly, "So, because I'm carefree, I haven't been hurt as badly?" Qiu Wuji said, "At least you're not acting like you're going to die, that's good."
"Why do you suddenly seem so world-weary, Qiu Qiu... You used to ask me so many naive questions..."
Qiu Wuji scratched her head, unsure how to answer... She really had seen it all—good, bad, happy, sad, scheming, palace intrigue, so many... But when it came to her own relationships, she felt like a complete novice, as if she'd wasted a thousand years of her life.
She thought Zhu Mengmeng would recover faster. If she just met a handsome guy she liked, a new life would begin... as long as it wasn't Chu Ge.
"Qiuqiu, I don't think I'm really that sad, just angry, extremely angry..." Zhu Mengmeng leaned softly against her chest, whispering, "Right now I just feel tired, extremely tired, I don't know why..."
"You overexerted your abilities in your extreme anger just now. Is severing karmic ties so easy? You're lucky you didn't suffer a backlash that killed you." Qiu Wuji sighed. "I think it's you, not your father, who should be in the hospital now."
Zhu Mengmeng: "..." Her mind went blank for a moment, then she slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Qiu Wuji reached out and touched her brow, soothing her nearly depleted soul. He placed her on the cot and turned to the bodyguard beside him, asking, "What are the hospital admission procedures? Go and get them done for your young lady. She'll probably be unconscious for five or seven days." Old Zhu, who had been silently watching their conversation from the hospital bed, finally sighed, "Thank you." Chu Ge said, "You're welcome... By the way, I won't stand on ceremony with you either. I need your help with something." "Huh?" The usually composed Chu Ge suddenly blurted out this, leaving Old Zhu both amused and exasperated. "You said, no matter how difficult, I'd risk my life to get it done for you."
"What are you thinking? It's not that serious." Chu Ge laughed. "I just heard from Cai Zhijian that you helped him start his film company?"
"Yes." Old Zhu, understanding the implication, asked, "So you want me to help you with the copyright issues?"
"Hmm, is it difficult? After all, you're not really in the film industry..."
"We're not in the industry, but we have plenty of connections." Old Zhu laughed. "Back in the day, those film companies were mostly invested in by mining bosses. At that time, they thought we were vulgar; they only liked our..." "They used to come to us with money, but then they came less often... Actually, they miss us quite a bit now." Chu Ge paused, "Huh? Why?"
"Because these days, internet companies are all about traffic, data, marketing, and the market, acting like they know everything, and content creation is completely messed up. Unlike us, we know we don't understand, we respect intellectuals, and we don't just point fingers. At most, we'll ask for an actress..."
Chu Ge: "Pfft..."
"Actually, there are a few factors that make your stuff hard to sell." Old Zhu surprisingly seemed knowledgeable: "One is the previous..." "For several years, the IP craze was all over the place, selling off even the worst stuff for millions. Since the craze died down, investors are left with a mountain of unused online novel copyrights, so things are naturally much cooler now. Even the best ones are more carefully considered." Chu Ge: "Emmmm..."
"The other one is that your company is quite powerful, making it difficult to deal with... um, never mind, I won't tell you, lest you get censored." Old Zhu waved his hand, his aura imposing: "Anyway, I know a lot of people in this industry. Leave this to me. If I let you run a small workshop, I, Old Zhu, would be ashamed!"