Fuck!
Lin Qi cursed inwardly.
’This is bad. I know way too much!’
’This kid is a madman. He’s just a pawn, a target selected for the Si Clan’s succession gas, yet he’s running around telling everyone these secrets.’
’What is he trying to do? Drag soone down with him?’
Lin Qi put on a confused expression, as if he didn’t understand any of this at all.
’I’m just an A-level Researcher. I don’t understand the business of corporate heirs, and I don’t want to.’
"You’re the only Liu Clan employee who arrived in Greenfield City alive, you ca out of car number one, and your bodyguard is living next door."
"Your identity isn’t simple. We can cooperate. Like I said, I don’t want to die."
Si Ying completely ignored Lin Qi’s act, convinced that Lin Qi’s status in the Liu Clan was not low.
But had he ever considered that if Lin Qi’s status in the Liu Clan was really so high, would he, Si Ying, even be the one to approach him?
Lin Qi could see it clearly now. This Si Ying was just an abandoned pawn, unwilling to be a scapegoat.
His status was virtually no different from those two in car number one.
Lin Qi continued his act, not wanting to have anything to do with Si Ying.
"I don’t understand what you an."
The smile on Si Ying’s face vanished. "It’s fine. You will understand. Soon enough."
He turned and left, all pretense of courtesy gone.
Lin Qi closed the Door, his expression darkening.
’This guy... is he a madman?’
Lin Qi heard a heavy, threatening undertone in Si Ying’s parting words.
’Is he out of his mind? Coming to an A-level Researcher like to pull this crap? If he’s got the balls, he should go find Liu Li! Can’t find Liu Li? Then what about Liu Yue or Liu Heng?’
He was getting agitated.
’I’d love to give Si Ying a heart attack and stroke combo platter, but I already used my Ability on the train. I absolutely cannot risk exposing it again.’
’He’s convinced I must be an important mber of the Liu Clan. That tells his intelligence sources are extrely limited.’
’Anyone with a brain wouldn’t have sought out. But he’s a madman, and I can’t just wait around to be killed. Even if his standing in the Si Clan is low, Greenfield City is ultimately their ho turf.’
’But in so respects, the psycho isn’t wrong. The Liu Clan will never sit back and let sothing happen to . Since he wants to cause trouble for , then he can’t bla for what I do next.’
Without a mont’s hesitation, Lin Qi began to file his complaint.
He composed an email to Liu Xuan, detailing the entire incident without leaving out a single word.
At the end of the email, Lin Qi added a sentence.
[I think he wants to kill ]
This was Lin Qi’s way of telling Liu Xuan that this was a serious matter, a life-or-death crisis. This was a cry for help!
Liu Xuan’s reply ca as quickly as ever: "The company will handle it."
A reply like that from Liu Xuan ant the matter had already been reported up the Liu Clan’s chain of command.
At the very least, the security chief from the train—the one protecting Liu Xuan and Liu Li—must have been inford.
Would the Liu Clan just sit by?
No, they would definitely take action.
As for what kind of action, and whether it would further complicate relations with the Si Clan, Lin Qi had no way of knowing for now.
Sitting back in his chair, Lin Qi accessed the network through the device in his room.
He typed the two words "Si Ying" into the search box.
A massive amount of information appeared. The man was quite famous in Greenfield City.
[Heir to Si Pharmaceutical, youngest inventor of an S-Class military stimulant]
[Devastated by the loss of his sister, can the young genius erge from the shadows?]
[Si Pharmaceutical heir Si Ying makes high-profile announcent: activating the Iron Curtain in an all-out effort to arrest the assassins]
’Such a high-profile heir.’
Unlike the Liu Clan, the Si Clan had, for all intents and purposes, publicly declared Si Ying as their heir.
But according to Si Ying himself, he was just a scapegoat.
Nearly all the information Lin Qi gathered from the web showed signs of being deliberately disseminated by the Si Clan. Lin Qi had no way to piece together a more complete picture of Si Ying’s true personality.
’For now, I can only pin my hopes on the company.’
’Tonight, I’ll try asking King Arthur. He’s stuck in Greenfield City; he should have plenty of intel.’
For the ti being, Lin Qi couldn’t figure out Si Ying’s true thoughts and intentions.
If he was simply trying to survive, that would be one thing.
But he was afraid this was just a probe, with other motives hidden behind it.
’No matter how they’re testing the waters, I’m definitely not the ultimate target.’
’The ones truly at the center of this storm are the heirs of the Liu Clan and the Si Clan.’
’The very ntion of "scapegoats" and "targets" says it all. In this whole affair, I’m just a bit player who got dragged in by accident.’
’But I do have plenty of secrets. What I need to do now is keep them hidden, play the part the Liu Clan has given , and the deadliest part of this storm won’t fall on .’
The identity of a Wizard was a huge landmine. Lin Qi had a faint feeling that the troubles faced by the Liu Clan and Si Clan were closely related to the Extraordinary Profession of Wizard.
Turning off the display, Lin Qi lay down on the bed.
It was still just the afternoon, a long way from the evening’s Highest Level security eting.
Lin Qi collected himself and decided to go out.
Even if trouble was coming, it wouldn’t arrive so quickly.
Lin Qi planned to take a look around Greenfield City and, while he was at it, check for King Arthur to see if the Iron Curtain System had any real loopholes.
...
Next door to Lin Qi, the bodyguard was just about to rest when the device installed at Lin Qi’s door sounded an alarm.
Lin Qi was going out!
’Is he sick in the head?’
’This wage slave doesn’t know what fatigue is, huh?’
He hurriedly got up and began to follow and protect him from the shadows.
This is a bodyguard. This is professionalism!
...
Based on the rail transit map he had seen when he arrived at the employee dorms, Lin Qi chose a route heading toward the outskirts of Greenfield City.
The final stop was only a few hundred ters from the edge of the Iron Curtain.
In Lin Qi’s experience, places like this were likely ho to underground Prosthetic Clinics, gangs, and the like.
Lin Qi’s ostensible destination was a Prosthetic Clinic.
The original plan was to acquire a batch of micro-nuclear power reactors through King Arthur.
But now, Lin Qi had the Liu Clan’s backing in Greenfield City, and the city’s network surveillance was much weaker than Red Fruit City’s.
He was fully capable of going to purchase them himself.
Even if he left a record in Greenfield City, with his current "background," it wouldn’t cause much trouble.
Killing two birds with one stone, Lin Qi’s mood relaxed a bit.
However, he kept his Spiritual Vision active the entire ti, just in case that madman Si Ying actually tried to cause him trouble.
He reached his destination without encountering any trouble, but he did see the pained expression on a certain bodyguard’s face the whole way.
First, he went to a Prosthetic Clinic, picked over the second-hand Prosthetic Bodies, and then left, looking very dissatisfied.
He wandered around for a long ti, eventually making his way to the spot closest to the Iron Curtain.
’I didn’t notice it on the train, but the Iron Curtain’s thickness is ridiculous.’
’Can the materials really be strong enough to support such a massive structure?’
’The Iron Curtain most likely has structural cavities inside.’
’Found it. It’s really there. Not just cavities, but illuminated passageways.’
’If I can find the entrances to these cavities, I might be able to find the hidden ergency passages within the Iron Curtain System.’
When the Iron Curtain System was first built, they must have considered the possibility of losing network access.
For their own safety, the Si Clan would have surely left purely chanical ergency passages—secret routes to ensure passage even if a crisis broke out inside.
This was Lin Qi’s Spiritual Vision. It was the key reason he was able to serve as the information specialist for his rcenary Corps.
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