Deceitful Game

Chapter 310 The Dead Souls' Perverse Pleasures

"Okay, let's leave that issue aside for now."

Mingpo asked again in a deep voice, "Do you remember how you died in this life?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yue seemed to understand something.

A hint of understanding crept into her eyes as she looked at Mingpo.

Lin Ya sighed: "In this life, I was originally a college student, studying psychology—I was from Zhongsi Academy, and I hadn't graduated yet when I died."

"Chūsei Academy" was a boarding school, and I hadn't been home for about three or four years. So I missed home terribly and would secretly cry at school. My father probably worked at the company too, but I didn't know which company he worked for.

"Someone at school introduced me to a part-time job that paid quite well. The job was simply to fit prosthetic bodies, give regular checkups, and fill out user feedback forms, and I could earn a considerable amount of money, so I—"

"So, you went?"

Shi Yue's tone was indifferent.

"----Um.

""

Lin Ya seemed to want to nod, but her head was practically pinned to the tray of the birdcage, making it almost impossible for her to move.

She explained, "I just—want to cut back on household expenses! My mother is just an amateur fashion designer, and my father works very hard, so I feel bad constantly asking my family for money. But there are so many things I want to buy—"

My classmates are all so wealthy. If I can't keep up with their spending habits, we can't be friends at all!

"I considered many jobs, and even thought about finding a wealthy boyfriend to be my wallet, but I finally chose this one. It's safe, clean, neither illegal nor morally restrictive. All I had to do was remove my original body."

"I figured, since I'd have to get a prosthetic body anyway after I start working, this would save me the money I would have spent on the prosthetic body."

"Have you ever thought about this," Shi Yue said softly, "why such a safe, legal, and clean..."

"Simple and well-paying jobs—why are there so many openings?"

"—I had thought there might be problems, but I didn't expect them to be this big."

Lin Ya smiled bitterly: "When I was forced to work as a mining machine in the company, I finally understood the meaning of this job."

"I thought it was just a routine physical exam, but then, accompanied by an electric shock, immense pain suddenly swept through my entire body. I initially thought the machine was malfunctioning, but when I saw those people staring at me expressionlessly, I realized I had been murdered by them—?"

Mingpo thought silently for a while, then reached out and tapped Lin Ya's head as if knocking on a door, making a banging sound.

"I'd like to interrupt for a moment."

Mingpo began by asking, "How are your grades?"

"I have excellent grades, I'm very useful—I had good grades in both my lives, Mr. Wolf!"

At this point, Lin Ya said without hesitation, "In my previous life, I became quite popular, so I didn't continue my studies in order to make money—and in this life, I've won quite a few awards."

"Because my friends are all so wealthy—when I go out with them, I already have to do my best just to pay for my share. I don't dare let them treat me, because I'm worried they'll laugh at me or look down on me. I can only suggest some relatively affordable places to have fun, and they're usually willing to come with me, but sometimes the expenses can be quite high."

"Moreover, exchanging gifts regularly costs a lot of money. I would sell the gifts they gave me, then use the money and some of my own money to buy cheaper gifts to send back. Without the scholarship, my finances would have dried up long ago."

"Then let me ask you another question."

Mingpo asked in an extremely calm voice, "Who is Lin Xiuying to you?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yue's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

She suddenly looked at Lin Ya.

Lin Ya keenly sensed something was wrong, and she tentatively asked, "It's my father—what happened to him?"

"—How could this be?"

Shi Yue murmured softly, her voice growing louder as she repeatedly asked, "Is he a fat man?"

"Yes—he's fat, but my mother is thin."

Lin Ya stammered, "What happened to him? Did he have an accident?"

Mingpo reached out and patted Shiyue on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Now, I understand everything."

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"Ah, I think I understand now."

Shi Yue nodded slowly: "No wonder—that's why the agents were dispatched."

"—What exactly have you figured out?!"

Lin Ya was very confused and felt a sense of foreboding.

Mingbo said, "You shouldn't have become a charlatan back then. You should have become a charlatan today."

"Why?"

"Furthermore," Mingpo continued, not answering her question, "do you know who ordered the hunt for you?"

"————" Lin Ya did not speak, but stared at Ming Po without moving.

"It's Lin Xiuying, your father. He's actually the former head of the executive department."

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"Varied--?!"

Mining machines are mostly made by young people, and generally speaking, they are quite intelligent.

Because mining machines are essentially paradoxical mainframes for scientific research, those with poor intelligence simply cannot withstand development.

But there is actually a detail here.

That is, if their "loyalty" is sufficient, they are usually given priority in being hired by the company. Only those who lack loyalty—for example, those who, or whose family members, have publicly expressed dissatisfaction with the company or society, either online or offline, or those whose immediate family members have been punished by the company—are turned into mining machines.

Lin Ya's mother has nothing to do with the company. If her father was just a low-level employee, how could she, who had never done anything, suddenly become a mining machine?

The answer is simple.

Because her father, Lin Xiuying—had already been exposed. Or at least suspected of being exposed.

That's why Lin Ya was ordered by the "dead souls" to be captured and turned into a mining machine.

After her first escape, she wasn't killed, but was captured and turned into a high-ranking official.

This is the second time she has escaped—her entire body is locked up, clearly she was deliberately let go.

The goal was simple: to get her to find the rebels in the city.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiuying kept it a secret even from his own daughter, and he never mentioned his family members' identities within the rebel army.

As a result, Lin Ya had no idea what her father did, and the rebels did not contact her.

That's why the company, which failed in its fishing attempt, issued this order requiring Lin Xiuying to personally execute her daughter.

However, Lin Xiuying was so lazy at work that he didn't even look at the appendix information in the orders he received.

"Of course, he probably hadn't even looked at your files, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken to me like that. After all, he couldn't bear to see the young mining machines die in his hands, so he handed them over to me intact."

"————That————" Lin Ya's voice choked.

"Do you know why he's a former minister?"

Mingpo suddenly countered with a question.

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Lin Ya's mind was clearly blank; she was completely unable to answer.

"Because he is already dead."

Mingbo replied, "He died a few months ago. To be precise, on November 12, 2025."

"Do you know what this day means, Lin Ya?"

"----This is----"

Lin Ya's voice was broken, almost collapsing: "This is—the day I became a deceiver—!"