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Chapter 712 - 712 712 The Small Note with Graceful Handwriting!

712: Chapter 712: The Small Note, with Graceful Handwriting!

712: Chapter 712: The Small Note, with Graceful Handwriting!

A small slip of paper, with delicate handwriting.

Chu Yunxuan wrote to Wu Jie:

“I’ve left the memory card, and I’m giving you the phone.

The photos and videos taken in the apartment are memories for us to cherish.”

“We part now, and who knows when we’ll see each other again, so I’ve recorded a few dance clips for you to enjoy, Jie.

Love, Yunxuan!”

Wu Jie raised his eyebrows.

Damn!

Not only did she not delete the previous photos and videos, but she even recorded dance videos specifically for me?

Turning the paper over, there was another line on the back, indicating that the phone’s password was 520520.

Besides the note and phone, there was a resident access card as well.

What kind of dances would Chu Yunxuan record?

All I know is that she’s a campus beauty and a top student.

Could she also dance?

Wu Jie didn’t immediately give in to curiosity and peek.

After tidying up the dining room, he returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and headed straight for the bathroom.

Driven by curiosity that glancing at the phone wasn’t a crime, Wu Jie entered the password and unlocked the phone.

Playing with a smartphone while squatting on the toilet is one of life’s great pleasures.

The phone was clean, without any extra apps installed.

Upon opening the photo gallery, there were no photos left, just a few videos.

From the thumbnails, Wu Jie recognized the first one.

That was the video they had posed for in her apartment.

The ones that followed featured Chu Yunxuan in different outfits.

Randomly clicking on one video, he was surprised to see it was shot in the gym of the apartment suite downstairs.

This decoration style was exactly the same as his place, standard issue from Tianyuan Haoting developers without any alterations.

“Hey Jie, I saw that ghost dance is really hot on short videos, so I self-taught a bit just to perform for you.

If it’s not good, don’t you dare laugh at me!”

After greeting the smartphone camera, the vibrant and youthful-looking Chu Yunxuan began to dance along with the music.

With the dance moves aligning to the music’s beat, she showcased her steps.

After watching, hesitating for a long time, he ultimately decided not to reset the phone.

Picking up his own phone, he charged it while scrolling through Wechat Moments to distract himself.

Soon, Wu Jie noticed that Lin Yuan had posted a photo of Yuan Zihan.

Wearing a hospital gown, Yuan Zihan smiled sweetly at the camera, nestled next to Lin Yuan.

“Thanks to the concern and love from all sectors of society, the little friend Yuan Zihan has fully recovered and was officially discharged from the hospital today!”

Such positive news certainly deserved a like.

“With the post-wedding busyness, I haven’t had the chance to visit.

I should make time to go to the orphanage tomorrow!”

Seeing Yuan Zihan’s cute and sweet smile, Wu Jie was moved to reflect.

If Tang Xiao and I had a child, would it be a boy or a girl?

Would a boy be mischievously naughty?

Could a girl be cute and well-behaved?

Unfortunately, it was just a thought; they had agreed not to consider having children for the time being.

Continuing to scroll.

Wu Jie saw Tang Xin’s post about her classroom photo, lamenting how studying is hard and expensive.

Then he saw Tang Kun post a photo of himself digging in the field; as punishment for his gambling addiction, he now didn’t study but was tasked with farming, undergoing Grandfather’s labor rehabilitation.

This had truly transformed a young master into a bona fide farmer, who had to post about the hardships of labor on Wechat, and the comments were unanimously saying he got what he deserved.

Moving on.

Wu Jie saw a photo Bai Fengling had posted earlier.

It was a group photo celebrating the wrap-up of a movie shoot with the production team.

According to the timing, it was the night she flew to Liuli City, when her thoughtless words almost ended her acting career.

But her response was fast; she flew back overnight for a film set visit.

Wu Jie checked out the platform news and found a headline that read “Bai Fengling cleverly responds to slanderous rumors.”

However, its trending status was already declining, almost dropping off the charts.

Upon clicking it, it was indeed about that night’s event.

Someone exposed having encountered Bai Fengling on a plane, where she was spewing nonsense, betraying friends, and being arrogant…

There were photos as proof, yet none captured her face; hats, sunglasses, and masks obscured it, making it difficult to confirm if it was indeed Bai Fengling.

Without providing any explanation, Bai Fengling simply shared a photo of her late-night visit to the film set, attending the wrap-up ceremony, and took the opportunity to promote the movie.

As a result…

The comment section saw the rise of keyboard warriors’ voices making fun of and lashing out at the rumor-mongering.

There were even some who foolishly called for a boycott of the movie, without focusing on the main issue.

Clearly, Wu Jie had given Bai Fengling one last chance, which she firmly seized.

She ingeniously navigated through a potential career-ending crisis and even used the opportunity to promote her new film.

“Spare others when you can!

From now on, how well you fare will be entirely up to your own destiny!”

Wu Jie closed the news feed and took a stroll through the Douyin feed.

Soon enough, he couldn’t fight off the sleepiness any longer; after staying awake for three days and nights, he fell asleep as soon as the screen locked.

When the phone’s alarm went off, he opened his eyes and it was already the next day.

Sunlight streamed through the window, scorching hot.

The call connected—it was from Zheng.

“I sent you a message and you didn’t reply, still asleep?”

“Have you tried pulling an all-nighter?

Is there something up?”

Wu Jie kept his eyes closed, unwilling to get out of bed, feeling comfortably sealed in his cocoon.

“There is a bit of an emergency!” Zheng said gravely, “Hittory, leading the Rosdelle Auxiliary Business Association, left Yincheng around seven in the morning, concluding this secret inspection!”

“Our undercover agent found an opportunity to film a video.

I’ve sent it to you.

After you watch it, we’ll talk!

Oh, have you had breakfast yet?”

Wu Jie’s brows furrowed slightly.

“What do you mean?

Do I need to eat breakfast to watch a video?”

“No other implication, just didn’t want you throwing up!” Zheng chuckled.

Wu Jie snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

He unlocked his phone and opened a dedicated secure communication app.

He found the video sent by Zheng and played it.

The footage was blurry at first, and the shaking was intense.

It seemed to be on an official plane, as the infiltrating agent made his way forward.

The ultra-mini camera was probably hidden around his abdomen.

Perhaps camouflaged as a belt, but as he walked, numerous people were captured on camera.

Wu Jie saw Hittory, Erhui, and others in the footage; they seemed tired from the inspection, almost all resting in their chairs.

However, one person was still looking at a laptop, on which a video was playing.

The undercover agent steadily approached, conversing fluently in a foreign language with the man.

At that moment, the agent managed to film the video playing on the man’s laptop.

You couldn’t hear the sound, but you could see that the video on the laptop seemed to be a surgery room.

A vigorous-looking man was bound on the operating table.

Both his hands and feet were tightly strapped down with belts, and several lab technicians in white coats were around him, alongside a row of various medical devices.

What the technicians were injecting into him was unknown.

At any rate, one person was holding a tray filled with several bottles of medicine and syringes.

A group of technicians just looked on silently as the robust man writhed in pain on the bed.

Sweating profusely, his body seemed as if it was coated with a layer of oil.

Even though the laptop was plugged in with headphones, there was no sound in the video, but from the way he thrashed and twisted, it was clear that he was in excruciating pain.

Veins bulged, muscles tensed, teeth were gritted, and eyes were glaring furiously…

Suddenly!

The vigorous man started coughing violently.

His whole body convulsed and shook violently, like an epileptic seizure.

Foam bubbled from the corners of his mouth, but it wasn’t red or white—it was dark green.

Was it bile or gastric juice?

There was no time to ponder, as the man’s body turned redder and redder, almost as if it had been painted with a layer of red lacquer.

This condition was far more frightening than someone’s face flushing from drinking.

One could guess that not just the blood vessels on the surface of his body were swollen, but they had burst.

As expected!

All over his body, pustules began to emerge, densely packed and increasing in number.

As the body’s shaking grew weaker, the skin looked as though it was pricked by red-hot wires, stinging and burning, forming blisters that resembled numerous tiny beads of blood.

Dark green fluid flowed everywhere.

The struggling ceased, and judging from the flatline on the ECG monitor in the video, he had died during the experiment.

And the video wasn’t over yet.

The waiting technicians started to pick up saws, scalpels, tweezers, and various other instruments, beginning the dissection for corresponding research.

The footage was incredibly disturbing.

Wu Jie almost forced himself to contain his nausea just to finish the video.

He admired the agent who managed to sneak onto the plane and cleverly captured part of the experiment.

He also sympathized with the robust man who had become a victim of drug experimentation and was dismembered post-mortem.

Phew!

He sighed heavily, taking a moment to recover.

His original wish to sleep in was gone—now feeling sick to his stomach, he was completely awakened.

Lighting a cigarette, he took several deep drags to suppress the nausea, otherwise, he really might have vomited.

Calling Zheng back, Wu Jie complained as he began:

“Damn it, that’s bloody disgusting and brutal!”

“Witnessing pathological experiments on a live person for the first time in your life, huh?” Zheng teased with a chuckling question.

Wu Jie sighed and said, “I’d rather never witness such a thing in my life, those goddamn bastards!”

Zheng stopped joking and spoke seriously,

“Preliminary analysis suggests the Muto Conglomerate has developed a food product that causes a bizarre disease, and at the same time, they’ve come up with a specific drug for prevention and cure!”

“If they manage to spread this successfully, not only can they monopolize and reap astonishing profits, but it would be akin to holding all of humanity hostage, making people worldwide submit in the face of death!”

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