Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1222 - 609: Encountering a Madman_3

Chapter 1222: Chapter 609: Encountering a Madman_3

He glanced again at the classmate who had just lectured him and who was still looking at him as if he were a traitor. Resigned, he packed his books and prepared to leave the library.

"Hit a nerve, did I? Feeling guilty, so you can’t keep taking notes in peace, huh?" Yang Hongqi couldn’t help himself when he saw him getting ready to leave.

"To feel shame means there’s still hope for you. Remember my name, I’m Yang Hongqi. If you ever go to Japan and one day you suddenly remember someone named Yang Hongqi and what I’ve said to you, then you realize you need to come back, just remember, no matter when or what you’ve done, even if you’ve killed or made mistakes, Motherland will always welcome you back with open arms..."

The classmate being lectured had a look of disgust on his face while listening to the first part of his speech and couldn’t be bothered with Yang. He was already ready to leave, but upon hearing the last sentence, he couldn’t help but turn back and glare at him: "Are you out of your mind? Where did you see me killing someone or doing something wrong?"

Yang Hongqi had remembered the way this classmate looked at him and had spoken a bit recklessly. Being counter-questioned by the classmate, he felt slightly regretful for speaking too quickly but still stubbornly responded: "Even if you haven’t killed anyone, you’ve been a butcher before, haven’t you?"

Man, talking to this guy really is a pain.

The classmate didn’t respond and simply placed the magazine he was holding back on the shelf, grabbed his bag, and got ready to leave the library.

He had only gone a few steps when he stopped and turned around to ask, "Why are you following me?"

"I have something to say to you." Yang Hongqi came over, looking at him with the eyes of someone who sees a ’delinquent youth,’ full of moral righteousness. "I think, we need to have a serious talk..."

"You’re sick, get treated!" The classmate dropped a line and headed for the library exit.

Yang Hongqi wasn’t upset at all by what the classmate had said.

This was his belief: since the classmate was aware of his shame, there was still hope for him. His own intentions were noble and justful in trying to save a ’delinquent youth’ about to embrace the vile capitalist nation. Even if there were temporary setbacks, he wouldn’t give up but would march forward bravely.

So he marched on bravely after the classmate.

And then he realized that he had come out too late.

The classmate had been right near him, but as soon as he went out the library’s main entrance and turned the corner, his view was obscured by a column. By the time he saw the classmate again, he had already boarded a car, started it, and was ready to drive away.

"Wait a moment..." Yang Hongqi suddenly became anxious. "Seeing you can afford to drive a car, your family must be well-off. The good life you have, who gave it to you, not... Hey, wait... your car seems to be a foreign brand, you..."

Damn it, even the divine couldn’t exhaust me, Yanfei, but this is just bizarre.

The one driving the foreign car with a fierce gaze that made Yang Hongqi think he had killed someone, naturally, was Boss Yan Fei. Driving away from the university, he still felt a mixture of amusement and disbelief. The world surely is full of all kinds of birds. What kind of student is this!

In the afternoon, Xu Xiaoyan urged him to go home, but he dawdled and was reluctant to leave. It was only after he had driven home and remembered unfinished business that he decided to visit the Agricultural University library—better than going home, anyway.

Just as Yang Hongqi had seen, he was there to record some Japanese addresses. More precisely, he was jotting down addresses of publishers of scientific journals as well as laboratory locations.

Some of the scientific literature included such information in the footnotes, and that was exactly what he needed.

Getting ready to build a laboratory, every journey begins with a single step, but starting from scratch was just too slow. Therefore, "borrowing" seemed necessary.

In the Provincial City, he knew two respected professors and had many seniors he could ask to visit their laboratories for reference, which was as easy as saying it. But after all, he could only see, not take, right? Where other places allowed both looking and taking?

So, to the library he went to find some documents; not to study, but to note an address—after all, Boss Yan was a serious person when it came to work. Even though he had a photographic memory, he still kept his old habit from his study days of taking notes. Isn’t it said, ’A bad memory is better than a bad pen’? I am a diligent man.

And just when he was busy taking notes, someone asked him if he was planning to go to Japan.

People say that those with a clear conscience do not fear a knock at the door. Boss Yan didn’t think his plans in Japan were anything bad—he truly believed that "borrowing" a look at a Japanese laboratory was fair play. After all, hadn’t that tiny island country "borrowed" from them over thousands of years?

However, this was not something others could know about. When someone unexpectedly hit the nail on the head regarding the very thing he was contemplating, Yan Fei was genuinely startled. He almost thought about silencing the person.

Luckily, it was just a false alarm—he had merely encountered a lunatic. Even if it was a lunatic who could tell he wasn’t a murderer but perhaps a butcher, he was still a lunatic in the end.

After driving around the corner and parking his car outside the Provincial University Law School, Yan Fei had already put the lunatic’s matter behind him.

As soon as Miss Xu Xiaoyan saw Yan Fei, she became exasperated: "I told you the house was really busy and to come home, so why haven’t you left yet?"

"Ah!" Yan Fei sighed deeply. "You don’t understand, after hosting the leaders on a visit, I feel the weight on my shoulders has grown heavier. I realized how inadequate my knowledge is, so just as I was about to drive home, thinking of my own shortcomings and the expectations of all the townspeople, I couldn’t wait to rush to the library to study. Look, I even took notes!"

While speaking, Yan Fei felt this way of talking seemed familiar. Could it be he was influenced by that lunatic?

His speech earned him an eye roll from the young woman: "Spouting nonsense with your smooth talking..."

Yan Fei chuckled: "Do you not know whether my lips are slick?"

The young woman went to hit him with her textbook...