Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 593 He can't beat me, where's the recharge window?

By the way.

Li Bashan did not accompany them to the villa, but was instead sent back to the Second Prison by Li Hanyu.

There are reasons behind this decision:

Now that the two teams of bodyguards are keeping each other in check, Li Bashan's role in combat has been relatively weakened.

If the two teams are mutually restraining each other, Li Hanyu is safe in the impregnable villa.

If the two teams join forces, even with Li Bashan's presence, they won't be able to turn the tide.

After all, Li Hanyu didn't believe that Li Bashan could take on ten people at once.

After weighing the pros and cons, her decision to send Li Bashan back to prison better demonstrates her absolute trust in Wang Xinfa and Lu Chenjia.

On the other hand, it was also because she had finally arrived home and needed to move on to the next step, which was not something that Li Bashan should see.

Because if Li Bashan finds out, it's the same as if Feng Mu finds out.

It's not that Li Hanyu doesn't trust Feng Mu. In fact, Li Hanyu now trusts him completely.

But this trust is based on two premises:

First, Qian Huan remains unconscious.

Secondly, she promised to support Feng Mu's rise to power and make him the acting prison warden.

But what if Qian Huan wakes up next?

By then, will she still be able to trust Feng Mu completely? Or will Feng Mu still be able to maintain absolute loyalty to Qian Huan as he is now?

Li Hanyu tends to believe it's possible, but this trust must be verified by her son himself after Qian Huan truly wakes up.

Before that, her next move had to be kept strictly confidential. This had nothing to do with trust, but rather with her absolute responsibility as a mother for her son's life.

"If things are not kept secret, one will lose one's life." This is an ancient proverb that Li Hanyu deeply agrees with.

After all the medical staff finished their examinations and left the room, Li Hanyu casually closed the door behind her.

The only sounds in the room were the low hum of the nutrient tank in operation and the faint sound of the liquid circulating.

Li Hanyu slowly walked to the fish tank, her fingers unconsciously rising and her knuckles gently tapping on the cold, special glass wall, making a soft "tap, tap, tap" sound.

Her gaze pierced through the glass and landed on her son's lifeless face.

"Son, Mom is taking you home."

Li Hanyu's voice trembled slightly, yet it contained a determination as firm as steel.

"Don't rush, be patient for two more days. Trust Mom, Mom has everything arranged."

She paused for a moment, and her expression suddenly became extremely calm, even taking on a strange radiance, as if she had returned to the scene when Qian Huan was a child, when she first taught Qian Huan to eat meat with a knife and fork.

But at this moment, the words she uttered could make every son in the world feel both warm and cold:
"Mom believes in you, you'll definitely wake up, but what if... what if you don't wake up..."

Her fingers stopped tapping and gently pressed against the cold glass, as if caressing her son's cheek through the glass, as she softly added:

"Mom will go down with you and stay by your side!"

Inside the fish tank, Qian Huan's body, immersed in the liquid, showed no reaction, only weak breathing maintained by the life support system.

He shouldn't be able to hear, but his lips seemed to move very slightly, and a tiny bubble slowly escaped from his slightly open mouth, floating gently upwards.

"Boom..."

The bubble rose to the surface, making a very faint popping sound.

Li Hanyu's pupils widened in disbelief. She opened her mouth to say something, but her lips froze as she heard the sound of the door lock being pushed open from the outside behind her.

At the entrance, Councilor Wang Xinfa's tall figure was already standing there, his face showing a mixture of concern and fatigue as he strode in.

Knock on the door?

nonexistent!

Hou Wendong followed half a step behind, and only then did he seem to realize what was happening, and hurriedly spoke:
"Madam, the congressman has come to see you."

A flash of angry killing intent crossed Li Hanyu's eyes, but as she turned around, the killing intent in her eyes melted away like ice and snow, replaced by a complex expression that mixed surprise, joy, and just the right amount of reproach.

She quickly stepped forward, and very naturally reached out to take Wang Xinfa's arm, the gesture intimate and dependent.

"Newly issued!"

Her voice carried a hint of reproach, yet was full of tenderness.

"Why didn't you give me a heads-up before you came? I could have had someone prepare."

Wang Xinfa let her hold his arm, feigning displeasure, and patted the back of her hand:

"What? Do I need to write a report and apply before I come to see you and...our son?"

His tone was domineering, and his gaze swept across the room before finally settling on the fish tank.

Upon hearing this, Li Hanyu's reproachful expression transformed into a gentle smile:
"Look at what you're saying. I didn't mean to say you're so busy every day. If you had told me in advance, I would have asked the kitchen to prepare your favorite dishes."

Wang Xinfa's expression softened, revealing a helpless yet indulgent smile:
"Okay, okay, it was my oversight. I'll definitely let you know in advance next time."

He paused, his smile fading, replaced by a sorrowful and concerned expression:

"Sigh... I just happened to have a meeting nearby today, and after it was over I was really thinking about it, so I just stopped by to take a look."

Huan'er, how is he? Is he any better?

Li Hanyu walked over to his side and stood beside him, sighing as well:
"Just like in the hospital, the vital signs are stable..."

She tilted her head slightly, hesitated, and didn't say anything more, only gently resting her cheek on Wang Xinfa's shoulder, seeking support.

Wang Xinfa naturally put his arm around Li Hanyu's slender shoulder, his palm gently caressing the silk fabric.

After a moment of silence, he seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke as if unintentionally:
"Anyway, as long as it helps Qian Huan recover and wake up as soon as possible, just let me know if you need anything. By the way, the prison system wants to transfer someone internally to the Second Prison..."

Wang Xinfa observed Li Hanyu's expression. The latter seemed to be hearing this for the first time, a hint of surprise on her face. Before he could finish speaking, she frowned and interrupted, asking in return:
“Isn’t it Du Changle? I’ve already submitted my name.”

Li Hanyu moved her head away from Wang Xinfa's shoulder, looking a little angry, and said:

"Who does the prison system want to replace my son with?"

Wang Xinfa felt that Li Hanyu's performance was very realistic; she wasn't particularly angry, but she was a little angry nonetheless.

This is consistent with the attitude she has shown during this period.

Wang Xinfa explained with a solemn expression:

"Ling Song from the Fifth Prison was Lou Duan's strong recommendation. The prison system generally believes that he is more suitable than Du Changle."

Li Hanyu frowned even more deeply:
"I don't know this person. No, I don't agree. Even if my son stops being the prison warden, the Second Prison can't be handed over to someone I don't know to manage." Li Hanyu's attitude was very real and firm, showing that she could accept her son stepping down, but she would never allow an unrelated person to replace him, otherwise the interests of Tianguang Investment Co., Ltd. could not be guaranteed.

Li Hanyu took a deep breath, grasped Wang Xinfa's shoulder, and said:
“Xinfa, I only trust you now. If you recommend Du Changle, I will only trust Du Changle. I don’t feel comfortable letting anyone else go up.”

Wang Xinfa nodded solemnly and said:

"Okay, don't worry, I'll handle this."

Li Hanyu's expression softened slightly, but she still let out a cold snort:
"It's Lou Duan again, it's Ling Song again. Is the prison system sick? Do they even remember that the Second Prison underwent mixed reform? Their unilateral decision doesn't count."

Li Hanyu complained a couple of times, then suppressed the anger rising in her chest. As if realizing something, she looked at Wang Xinfa suspiciously and said:

"That's not right. I asked Secretary Hou to submit the list. The prison system has other ideas. It's one thing if they didn't tell me, but didn't they even consult you beforehand? Where did they get the guts?"

A shadow of malice flashed in Wang Xinfa's eyes, and he sneered:
"Lou Duan is being orchestrated by Zhang Deming. That old bastard has his eye on the 'Octagonal Cage' – a lucrative prize."

In fact, he had thrown this piece of meat to Zhang Deming, but he did not expect Zhang Deming to have such a big appetite. The other party not only wanted to eat the meat, but also wanted to share the meat with him.

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Xinfa clearly felt Li Hanyu grip his arm even tighter, so he gently patted the back of Li Hanyu's hand to comfort her.
"This old guy is too greedy because of his seniority. Every time he sits down at the table, he tries to grab the fattest piece of meat. Hmph—don't worry, as long as I'm here, Tianguang Investment will always have a share in the 'Octagon' project."

He paused, then said decisively:
"I'll figure out how to handle Zhang Deming. If the prison system puts pressure on you, just stand your ground."

Li Hanyu knew perfectly well:
"I see. It seems that Zhang Deming and Wang Xinfa had a dispute over the division of spoils. That makes sense, as both of them are popular candidates for the next Chief Councilor. They both want the lion's share when they sit down at the table."

"That's true. With the leadership transition getting closer, they'll naturally want to outdo each other on everything."

"This is not just a struggle for interests, but also an opportunity to wrestle with each other, trying to gain the upper hand and show it to those behind them, as well as to those who are still watching and choosing sides."

"Lou Duan did an even better job than I expected, hehe—"

She gritted her teeth, nodded emphatically, and said resolutely that she was completely of one mind with Wang Xinfa:

"Don't worry, I won't agree to anything the prison system says. Tianguang Investment Co., Ltd. will not recognize anyone other than Du Changle as the warden of the Second Prison."

Before coming, Wang Xinfa had some doubts about Li Hanyu, which was due to someone secretly speaking ill of him.

But at this moment, Wang Xinfa had no doubts at all. On the contrary, he felt that the person who had spoken ill of him was being petty and judging others by their own standards.

However, Wang Xinfa didn't need to tell Li Hanyu about these undercurrents.

He immediately burst into laughter:
"Good, very good. Don't worry, Zhang Deming is old, he could never beat me."

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Looking at the constantly flashing numbers alone, it's just a string of ordinary electronic timer digits, nothing wrong with it.

But when these numbers are projected onto the retina and are clearly visible even with eyes closed, then there's a big problem.

That translates to: You have 4.75 days left on your balance.

It shouldn't have been only 4.75 days. It's all Dong Ping's fault. He caused his balance to drop by a lot, leaving him with only 4.75 days left.

If this is your mobile phone balance, it will always end with a message: "Please recharge in time to avoid affecting normal use."

However, the countdown on Feng Ju's retina only counted down; there was no recharge option or customer service hotline.

This is difficult to do.

Who is customer service?
Feng Ju wasn't entirely sure. He reflected on it repeatedly afterward and felt that his son was the most suspicious person, but he still couldn't be 100% certain.

The continuous shocks of the past few days have shattered his understanding, and he now has a tiny bit of doubt about his own eyes and judgment.

The daughter is a monster; she killed her own father.
The son is most likely a monster too, who secretly resurrected himself;

My colleague is a monster too; he wants to kill me.

I've become a monster myself, and I'm about to die?!
Suddenly, there were more monsters than people in his network of close relationships, and the world he once knew suddenly became terrifyingly unfamiliar.

Feng Ju has been unable to sleep these past few nights, repeatedly pondering what sins he had committed and what virtue or ability he possessed to deserve such a fate.

It feels like I've suddenly been targeted by the whole world.

He wanted to ask his daughter why she treated her father, who loved her the most, this way, but he couldn't find her at all.
He also wanted to ask his son if he had really resurrected him, but why he had only been given 14 days to live. He could find his son, but he didn't dare to look for him or ask him.

He also wanted to ask Dong Ping how he escaped death and became a monster, and whether there was a countdown in the other person's eyes.

Since Feng Ju couldn't find customer service or was afraid to contact them, he had no choice but to create his own recharge window.

In his eyes, Dong Ping was likely the living "recharge window".

unfortunately,

After their parting in the alley behind the police station that day, he waited and waited, but Dong Ping never came to work again.

No, didn't you want to get revenge on me? Come and kill me again! Why aren't you coming? Is your desire for revenge so weak?

Feng Ju was very agitated. What made him even more agitated was that he only had 4.75 days left. He still had to go to work, still had to do his job, and still had to come to the special envoy's place with utmost respect to receive a lecture.

You have to come.

Because he has 4.75 days left, not 4.75 minutes or 4.75 seconds.

Feng Ju was desperate, but he wasn't completely out of money yet. He wanted to salvage his situation in the last 4.75 days and find a way to extend his medical insurance.

His goal was to survive for 4.75 days. Once he did, he couldn't afford to offend the special envoy, otherwise, even if he managed to survive for 4.75 days, he would still die in the end.

"I hope the special envoy can hurry up and refrain from lecturing!"

Feng Ju stood at the villa entrance, took a deep breath, and mentally prepared himself for a scolding.

After being brought back to life, his five senses became many times more acute. He glanced at the villa next door, which was probably under renovation, as he could hear clanging and banging sounds.

He looked away and walked into the villa.

The villa's opulent furnishings go without saying, and the well-trained butlers and servants stand quietly in various places, like living, breathing furnishings.

Butlers and maids are professional services provided by the most expensive property management companies, and owners do not need to deliberately avoid them when discussing matters with guests.

Because they have all received the most professional "business training," meaning their eardrums are permanently perforated, their tongues are only half intact, and they do not carry any electronic devices on their bodies or inside their bodies.

In addition, they all have specially customized memory chips implanted in their skulls. The chips are not connected to the network, but they automatically clear the "working memories" of the villa every time they leave.

Feng Ju had been here several times and was familiar with everything. What surprised him slightly was that the special envoy already had visitors today.

"Why is he here?" Feng Ju wondered.

He hadn't expected to run into the other person here, and his gaze subtly drifted to what the other person was clutching in their hand...
(End of this chapter)