After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 189 Incurable
Nie Zheng's face was pale, revealing a hint of suppressed anger: "Is the medical laboratory ready?"

A subordinate immediately spoke up from behind: "Everything is ready."

"Set off immediately and have them prepare emergency medical services."

Jiang Liuyun wiped the blood from his lips and waved his hand dismissively: "Once you enter Xinghua Village, you've already considered yourself a dead man. There's no need to make a fuss. Leave the medical resources to those who need them more."

"If I couldn't protect you, why did I go to all this trouble to get into this system?" Nie Zheng slowly peeled away the layer of wrinkled skin, revealing skin stained with mottled bloodstains. Her once bright and beautiful face was now pale and bloodless.

Five minutes later, a large medical vehicle with special markings stopped in front of the Imperial Capital Military Hospital. A group of doctors with serious expressions filed in and quickly carried more than a dozen stretchers back onto the vehicle.

Nie Zheng followed closely behind, and the orderly medical convoy sped into the secret experimental base.

A stunning villa.

Jiang Shu stood on the terrace, gazing absently at the gloomy sky.

Li Yubai walked up behind her: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I can't sleep." Jiang Shu pointed to her chest. "I saw with my own eyes that my mother was alright, but... this area still feels inexplicably unsettling."

Li Yubai gently rubbed her head: "It'll be alright."

"I was in such a hurry that I forgot to give her another bracelet."

"It's alright, with Nie Zheng protecting you, there won't be any danger." Li Yubai smiled. "Next time you go to the hospital, just bring it with you. Go to sleep, you've been on edge all day."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Jiang Shu looked at the group of men who had already brewed tea and were preparing to stay up all night. "You've been keeping me company all day."

Yan Yu was washing teacups when she heard this and sighed helplessly, "Sister, we still need to discuss the aftermath of that short play."

Jiang Shu immediately felt guilty: "Then you guys should go to sleep early."

After half an hour.

On the empty terrace, five men sat together with inscrutable expressions.

Ning Yunzhan tapped the table: "Let's start with the first thing. The reaction to that video has already caused our previously distinct business empires to become messy and intertwined. Various CP fans are making a fuss, and I think neither of us wants our names to be tied together."

A laptop sat in front of Yan Yu, and he quickly made a few simple adjustments: "The relevant blocked keywords have been set up. Within two days at most, all related topics will be completely shut down. In addition, to prevent individual users from screen recording at the time, I wrote a program that will automatically identify all the storage repositories and mobile phone albums under the user's name as long as they go online, and forcibly delete the relevant videos."

Feng Li smiled lazily, swirling his teacup: "Catch a few more chickens, and I'll personally kill them as a warning to others."

Yan Yu fiddled with her phone for a while, then suddenly asked Li Yubai, "Did you know that the authorities recently released a batch of restricted gold IDs?"

"I've heard of it." Li Yubai gently put down his teacup and looked at Yan Yu. "Why?"

"Our Chronicles of a Beautiful City 1 has been taken down from all other places, but it has brazenly occupied the homepage of a website with a golden scepter icon, and it has generated a lot of discussion."

Rong Jingchen sneered: "Delete it, then put a few more viruses on it."

“I don’t have the authority to control websites,” Yan Yu sighed. “Otherwise, I would have been summoned for questioning by the higher-ups.”

"..." Feng Li chuckled and said sarcastically, "I heard that you built that website last month at the request of your superiors?"

"At the time, I didn't know that website was for making fun of me," Yan Yu said dismissively. "Anyway, I can't delete it."

Ning Yunzhan suddenly asked, "Who has the highest popularity in terms of discussion?"

Yan Yu turned the computer screen towards everyone, her tone somewhat complicated: "Completely the opposite of ordinary websites, on this website, my sister is the most popular. Apart from that, no one is discussing Li Yubai, and the other four of us... all have negative reviews."

"..." Yan Yu looked at the silent crowd: "All the IDs inside are named after the majestic young lady, with numbers ranging from 001 to 10086. Big data shows that almost everyone gave the sister almost fanatical praise, while the four of us were all severely criticized, from our appearance to our acting skills."

The video is still playing on the screen.

The barrage of comments above is completely devoid of any manners.

Miss Mighty 001: [That short-lived FY, does he even deserve to play bed games with our idol? Weakling!]

Miss Eldest 009: [That slovenly assistant actually called my favorite Miss Eldest 'her'? Pshaw! My idol only likes fair-skinned girls!]

Miss's Might 103: [That guy surnamed Ning, the white moonlight, looks like a hypocrite. The female lead should kill him!]

Miss Mighty 1002: [The ugly beggar is still ugly even after the face transplant; he really has a lowly bloodline...]

……

Feng Li slightly narrowed his peach blossom eyes: "Not a single person mentioned Li Yubai—you dog of a man, did you start this website?"

“It wasn’t me,” Li Yubai immediately clarified.

Yan Yu kept scrolling through the comments, her eyes flashing slightly: "There was someone who also cursed Li Yubai, but then withdrew it, as if they were somewhat wary."

Li Yubai smiled indifferently.

Ning Yunzhan's brows furrowed deeply: "Besides these golden IDs, can anyone else access this website?"

"No one but me, the website builder, can do it," Yan Yu sighed softly. "Including you all."

"Then it's alright. As long as it doesn't get out, we don't need to worry about it for now." Ning Yunzhan shifted to a more serious sitting posture. "Now let's talk about the second thing."

"Give me ten minutes."

The boy's slender hands worked on the computer.

Ten minutes later, Yan Yu's expression gradually became serious.

“A few months ago, an important classified document was stolen. The thief was a vicious organization that fled into the chaotic lands of Misty Continent after obtaining the document. Madam Jiang’s mission was to execute the thugs of that organization and retrieve the classified document.”

"Xinghua Village...who are the people living there?" Rong Jingchen asked thoughtfully. "A branch under Nie Zheng?"

“It shouldn’t be.” Yan Yu’s gaze fell on the retrieved files. “All the information about Xinghua Village is classified as S-level secret. Even Nie Zheng has no authority to access it.”

“Other people’s privacy is not important,” Li Yubai said. “Madam Jiang is not the kind of person who is in a hurry to have romantic encounters with men. Today, she clearly sent Master Jiang away. Is it possible to find Madam Jiang’s medical records?”

Yan Yu pressed the keyboard several more times:

"He was severely poisoned, and there was no antidote."

Everyone paused for a moment.

Medical laboratory.

On the cold hospital bed, a dozen villagers lay one after another.

Jiang Liuyun's body was in the most severe state of collapse, and at this moment, the black blood on his body almost soaked the hospital bed.

The doctor tugged at his white coat, revealing a military uniform underneath:
“We need to draw blood—this patient has a rare type of blood called ‘panda blood’.”

(End of this chapter)