Ex-wife becomes the world's number one hacker

The following day, Jiang Yin asked Yu Haiquan to allow her to meet with Lin Xiyue.

Because she was a key member of the operation, her application was approved quickly.

Jiang Yin sat relaxed in the chair in the meeting room, staring at the entrance where the prisoner would appear.

A moment later, the sound of chains clanging came.

"Splash—splash—"

The sound grew closer. A moment later, Lin Xiyue, dressed in a gray-blue prison uniform, appeared at the entrance of the passage.

Her face was pale, and her hair was cut extremely short. She was a completely different person from the elegantly made-up rich young lady of the past.

The guard opened the door.

Lin Xiyue, wearing handcuffs and shackles, walked in slowly. She remained expressionless throughout, sitting blankly opposite Jiang Yin and placing her handcuffed hands heavily on the table.

Jiang Yin stared at her intently, her gaze looking down at her.

Lin Xiyue couldn't hold back any longer and raised her chin: "Don't look at me like that. What, are you showing off your victory?"

Jiang Yin's voice was calm: "Are you worthy?"

"Yes, I'm not worthy." Lin Xiyue leaned forward, staring into Jiang Yin's eyes, and said fiercely.

"I'm such a fool, you two have completely fooled me."

Then, she leaned back in her chair and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"I've been thinking about it these past few days, over and over again, and I've finally figured it all out."

"Xingxin was shorted... Zhixun's transfer... oh, and I fractured my bones... You guys started stabbing me a long time ago, didn't you?"

"That's really cruel. Those cuts, one by one, not only ruined our family's fortune, but also sent everyone to prison."

She paused, as if swallowing a mouthful of blood:

"You two, he's in charge of watching people, you're in charge of drawing blood; he's in charge of setting up the strategy, you're in charge of making the moves; you're in charge of luring the enemy out of their hole, he's in charge of... annihilating them all."

Lin Xiyue then threw her head back and laughed, "You two are really...in sync, truly...a perfect match."

"You used me, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" Lin Xiyue's eyes were bloodshot as she leaned forward and slammed her handcuffed hands onto the table.

"And Xie Jinxing and Wang Qian, those two bastards, deserve to go to hell!"

"Mind your manners, prisoner!" the guard shouted sternly from outside the door.

Lin Xiyue flinched at the sound, trying to keep her face calm.

Jiang Yin smiled faintly: "There is no such thing as 'evil that is used' in this world. Evil is about making choices one by one, ultimately delivering yourself into that situation."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Lin Xiyue rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing here today? Speak your mind, or shut up."

Jiang Yin ignored her rudeness, reached into her pocket, took out a copy of the document, and held it up:

Have you seen this before?

Lin Xiyue peeked closer to examine it, then leaned back in her chair, her eyes filled with mockery:

"I've seen it."

Jiang Yin asked, "Did they go?"

Lin Xiyue scoffed: "I went, but I didn't get it done."

Jiang Yin asked, "And then?"

Lin Xiyue glanced at her sideways, her face full of disdain:

"What else could she do? She ran away in fear. She's such a coward, even less capable than me. I had just turned eighteen then, and I walked out confidently."

Suddenly, she seemed to have found something to provoke Jiang Yin, and without waiting for a reply, she continued speaking on her own:

"You're really stupid. I didn't believe it back then. Actually, I knew all along that I wasn't a member of the Lin family or the Gu family. Back then, you were the only one foolish enough to believe the 'swapped babies' game, and you even ran away, hahaha..."

A smug look appeared on her face. "You've left both the Gu and Lin families to me. Even if your Gu family doesn't give me much, every little bit helps, hahaha..."

Then, she leaned back in her chair, looked up at the ceiling with a cold smile:

"I always thought Chen Mo was my father, but I never imagined it was him. Hahaha, no wonder he introduced me to a mentor and even helped our family business—"

"But they dragged us into this mess, damn old man." Her voice suddenly dropped, filled with gritted teeth.

Jiang Yin put away the documents and said calmly:

"Don't make yourself sound so innocent; you can choose not to do it."

He then got up, intending to leave.

"What, you're leaving already?" Lin Xiyue's tone was full of provocation. "Don't you have any other questions?"

Jiang Yin looked at her again.

"Don't you want to ask... if your husband and I... have any 'intimate' activities?" Lin Xiyue curled one corner of her lips and glanced at her sideways.

Jiang Yin smiled faintly and sat down again: "Tell me."

"Of course I have one. Your husband... is quite skilled." Lin Xiyue crossed her handcuffed arms, raised her eyes slightly, and glanced at him with a playful look.

"Oh?" Jiang Yin's expression remained calm, her eyes showing no fluctuation.

"Then tell me, is that rather large birthmark on his chest on the left... or the right?"

Lin Xiyue was taken aback, frowned as she observed Jiang Yin's expression, and then judged her tone: "Left side."

Jiang Yin raised her eyebrows slightly.

Seeing this, Lin Xiyue quickly corrected herself: "It's the right side. Because it's a mirror image, I always get it mixed up."

Jiang Yin remained expressionless and continued to ask, "Is this birthmark black... or red?"

Learning from her previous experience—the latter statement was likely correct—Lin Xiyue decisively said:

"red."

Jiang Yin stood up and chuckled softly:

"Qin Heming has no birthmarks on his chest."

Then, he turned and walked towards the door.

Behind him came Lin Xiyue's scathing curses:

"You bitch! You tricked me again! You two scheming devils, plotters! Scoundrels! You're both doomed for life—"

"Guards, take her back," the guard's voice rang out.

.......

As Jiang Yin emerged from the detention center, the midday sun was blindingly white, illuminating the sharp outlines of the high walls and electric fences behind her. She squinted and walked towards the parking lot.

The moment she opened the car door and sat inside, she took a deep breath, shutting out all the madness and resentment from that room, along with the echoing of the chains.

But the next second, Lin Xiyue's words, "I had just turned eighteen at the time," pierced my mind like a needle.

There's another matter: what role did Lin Rongsen play in the "switched babies" farce nine years ago? She needs to ask him directly.

Jiang Yin took out her phone and dialed Qin Heming directly.

"I want to see Lin Rongsen, where can I find him?"

"Mount Wuling, Dayin Temple. I'll go with you." Qin Heming replied instantly.

Jiang Yin frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"I'll guide you and protect you along the way." Qin Heming's voice carried a hint of amusement as it came through the microphone.

"You? You're so weak you could be blown away by a gust of wind, and you want to protect me?" Jiang Yin almost laughed in anger.

"Oh dear, my wife is complaining about me, what am I going to do?" Qin Heming said jokingly, feigning disappointment.

Jiang Yin rolled her eyes. "You just rest and recover. I'll go by myself."

Just as she was about to hang up, Qin Heming quickly called out to her:

"Mount Wuling is so far away, I can't let you go alone. Besides, the mountain roads are complicated, and it's already noon. If you take the wrong road, you won't be able to get back today. Either you take me, or you call someone else."

Jiang Yin pondered for a moment. Everyone was busy these days; she hadn't seen Tang Ning for several days.

After much deliberation, she hesitated and asked, "Are you... physically capable?"

"Sure, take your time, you can manage. Come pick me up, I'll bring you something to eat on the way." Across from him, Qin Heming couldn't help but laugh out loud.