Chapter 202 I am not Yuyang, I am Fang Ke

Fang Ke thought for a moment and decided to first try asking her father if he knew any reliable data analysts.

But Fang's father said unexpectedly, "Your brother is one, he's very capable."

Fang Ke's eyes lit up. "You mean Yi Ling?"

Mr. Fang was visibly proud. "Yes, he's a genius."

This is not Fang Ke's fault. Fang Yiling has almost never shown her her superb programming skills. Fang Ke was surprised for a second, but then felt it was expected. How could Fang Yiling, who is so sensitive to mathematics, not be able to handle these things?

However, she also hesitated. The phones of these three scoundrels contained a lot of information that was not suitable for children. What if it corrupted Fang Yiling? Then she would truly be a sinner for all time.

“Coco, you don’t need to trouble that kid. He has a team of professionals and experienced staff. Yiling does our company’s program maintenance every year.”

Fang Zhen smiled broadly, pleased that Fang Ke had come to seek his help, even if it was just a suggestion.

Fang Ke was genuinely surprised and exclaimed, "No wonder he's my brother."

Fang Zhen knew she was filming with Fang Yefan, so he asked her a few more questions, asking if Fang Yefan had bullied her.

Fang Ke recalled how Fang Yefan had hugged her and cried with genuine emotion earlier that day, and laughed, "Don't worry, Dad Fang, with his skinny arms and legs, how could he bully me?"

Fang Zhen laughed heartily and then handed the phone to his wife, Yan Xinyi. The mother and daughter chatted happily for another ten minutes before hanging up.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ke first removed the face mask and washed her face before calling Fang Yiling.

"My dearest Lingbao, have you missed me?"

There was a three-second silence on Fang Yiling's end before a soft chuckle came from behind, "What's wrong, sis?"

"Hey kid, last time we met you were all all smiles calling me 'sister,' and now you're calling me 'old' after just a few days? Is this what they mean by teenagers changing every day? Or have you met some younger, prettier sister than me?"

"...Yes, sister, I'm all ears. What do you need?"

Fang Ke then said with relief, "That's more like it. Be good, Ling Bao. Do me a favor, and I'll treat you to a big meal when I get back, how about it?"

Fang Yiling hummed in agreement and said, "It just so happens that I also have something to discuss with you."

Fang Ke was surprised. "Oh? Then you go first."

There were some faint sounds coming from Fang Yiling's end; he had probably just turned on his computer.

"Hmm, sister, do you remember those servants we encountered last time we came home?"

Fang Ke vaguely remembered that the Fang family did indeed have many "spy"-like servants. Fang Ke had even joked with Fang Yiling, who was wrapped around her neck, about how to torture and extract confessions.

But because she had so many things to do, she almost forgot about it when she got busy.

"Judging from your smug tone, you must have found out something, right?"

"...How could I be proud of myself?"

"No one knows a brother better than his sister; I could tell."

"...Let's get to the point. I found an overseas account that regularly transfers money to three domestic banks, and these three domestic accounts also transfer money to the servants' accounts from time to time. They are disguised as a housekeeping company, which is very famous in Jingzhou. It is called [Yu Ji] and often supplies high-quality housekeepers to various wealthy families, so no one found it strange at first."

Fang Ke listened with great interest, "You mean the people in the Imperial Secretariat are all 'spies' trained in advance? Impressive, they can still pull this off in 2025? Little brother... But what exactly did they set up such a huge scheme and waste so much money and resources for? Just to sow discord within the Fang family?"

Fang Yiling chuckled softly, “It’s not just the Fang family; all the prominent families in Jingzhou have been infiltrated. Perhaps someone wants to use this to control the internal information of all the powerful families in Jingzhou, which is why they’ve cultivated such a long network. Or perhaps… they also take on some orders from outside, accepting custom commissions from clients. I checked, and this housekeeping company has been around since the early 2000s.”

It's so comfortable talking to smart people; the two of them tacitly understood who the Fang family's servants' employers were.

Fang Ke laughed and said, "Outrageous... So who is this incredibly powerful mastermind behind it all?"

“Well…” Fang Yiling was a little worried, “Foreign banking systems use quantum encryption technology, so I can’t get the account opening information right away, unless…”

Fang Ke was kept on the edge of her seat by the twists and turns of his story that night.

"If you keep breathing so loudly, I'll hang myself in front of you."

"..."

"Unless I find my idol's team, it might be possible to solve the problem within a month."

Fang Ke exclaimed in surprise, "Ling Bao, do you think you're so high and mighty? You even have an idol? Is your idol's programming skill even better than yours?"

"I wouldn't dare say that, I haven't compared them." He was quite modest. "But this encryption system was made by her team, so if we can find their core members, it will be much faster to crack it."

"Something's not right... From what you're saying, you don't seem like a programmer, you seem more like a hacker."

Fang Yiling smiled but remained silent, changing the subject, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Yes, I almost forgot about the important matter."

Fang Ke thought for a moment and didn't tell Fang Yiling directly about the accident she had encountered. Instead, she said, "A friend of mine has run into some trouble and wants you to help find out who is behind it all."

"I'll send you the information in a bit. You can check it if you want, or it's okay if you can't. My friend just wants to have another way to check."

Fang Yiling calmly replied, "There's no information I can't find out. I only have one question: is this friend of yours actually you?"

"Forehead……"

Fortunately, Fang Ke managed to get Xiao B to filter the information from the three people's phones, package it up, and send it to Fang Yiling, thus temporarily bringing this matter to a close.

In the afternoon, Fang Ke finished her makeup and went to the filming location with the crew. The filming was in full swing that day. The weather outside was very cold, but she was dressed very lightly because she and Fang Yefan were filming scenes as hostages.

Inside the tent, Yu Yang, dressed in only thin clothes, huddled in a corner. Chu Yi, though slender, stood in front of her, protecting her from being dragged out and abused.

They were all too young and had no weapons to protect themselves. Chu Yi could only use his body to protect his sister who was most attached to him, and he had no heart or strength to protect anyone else.

They watched as their comrades were taken away one by one, only to be returned like rag dolls. Those who survived went mad or became mentally unstable, while those who didn't succumbed to their deaths.

On this day, a group of guards, led by the third prince of Sheng Kingdom, broke in.

They were so drunk they were staggering and reeking of alcohol. As soon as they entered the tent, they began searching for the only two hostages from the Yan state who were still intact.

The two were too young when they were sent here, and he had to wait for them for two whole years.

Moreover, compared to the princess who was malnourished and emaciated, the Third Prince, who favored the south wind, naturally preferred Chu Yi, whose handsome face surpassed that of a woman.

His guards dragged Chu Yi out like a dead dog. The Third Prince admired the desperate and hateful light in Chu Yi's eyes and was about to unbuckle his belt in front of everyone.

At this moment, Yu Yang shakily peeked through the curtain. When the three drunken guards saw her clean and beautiful face, they immediately gasped and felt a surge of heat.

They lewdly told the Third Prince that Yuyang had grown up and become more beautiful. The Third Prince glanced at him briefly, not particularly interested, and then waved his hand and bestowed the gift upon them.

The group thanked them gratefully and then crawled into the back tent.

Unlike the Third Prince, who favored gentle and tender women from the Yan Kingdom, this princess was a favorite of the prince.

Soon, the sounds of men's manic, lewd laughter and Yu Yang's young, desperate cries could be heard from inside.

Chu Yi screamed desperately, "Don't touch her!", but it was no use.

He was heartbroken and wished he could kill them all. He desperately tried to bite the Third Prince's flesh, but was slapped hard by the Third Prince's large palm, leaving him dizzy and with ringing ears.

He closed his eyes in anguish and despair, calling out, "Yuyang... your brother will be waiting for you at the Bridge of Helplessness..."

But the Third Prince slapped him twice more, then stuffed a stinky rag into his mouth.

"Don't even think about biting your tongue and committing suicide before I've had my fun."

Chu Yi never expected that he wouldn't even have the right to die. His face was ashen as he allowed the Third Prince to grope him. Just as the prince was about to pounce on him, a spurt of hot blood suddenly splashed onto his body, face, and everywhere else.

Then the Third Prince, who had just unzipped his pants, collapsed to the side, his face still showing disbelief as he died.

Chu Yi opened his blood-blurred eyes and saw a girl dressed in tattered clothes, covered in blood, but with a manic yet innocent smile on her face.

“Yuyang…”

Chu Yi exclaimed in disbelief, while Yu Yang held the personal guard's precious sword in his hand.

"Brother, I killed them all. Now no one will bully us."

Chu Yi's pupils contracted as he watched blood still flowing between Yu Yang's slender legs. His body trembled violently, his eyes widened in horror, and he frantically pulled her into his arms.

"Brother...you won't blame me, will you?"

"No...you did a great job."

Yuyang leaned on his shoulder, played with his hair, and then said with an innocent smile, "At least now we have a knife. If we want to die, no one can stop us."

Chu Yi closed his eyes, feeling as if his soul was being torn apart. He immediately gritted his teeth and swore, "We will not die, Yu Yang. I swear, I will bring you back to Yan."

Yu Yang let him hug her blankly. Although she knew her brother was lying to her, she still happily said, "Okay, as long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter whether I go back to Yan or not."

After filming the scene, Fang Yefan couldn't shake off the role for a long time. He stayed alone in the tent for a long time, feeling extremely sad and heavy-hearted.

Although Wu Cong didn't directly film the scene with Yu Yang and the three guards, this was left ambiguous for the audience to guess.

More realistic viewers would probably think that Yu Yang couldn't escape the tragedy of being humiliated, and only in the end did he fight back and kill three drunken guards.

However, viewers who dislike tragedies might feel that the blood on Yu Yang's body belonged to other people, and that she might have killed the three drunken guards before she was even violated. After all, she had just shown her face behind the curtain, clearly intending to lure the three guards over so that she could kill them.

Fang Yefan didn't ask Wu Cong how he arranged things. He was a realist by nature, and after being immersed in the role for a day, watching his brothers being dragged away and humiliated, going crazy and stupid, and then committing suicide in despair.

Finally, it was his turn, and the sister he wanted to protect...

It turns out that when people are at their most desperate, they can't even beg for death.

Fang Yefan sat on the ground, his face pale, unable to break character, his face filled with pain.

A moment later, Fang Ke lifted the tent flap and came in. He glanced down and his eyes met Fang Yefan's somewhat dazed gaze.

Fang Yefan instinctively called out, "Yuyang..."

Fang Ke had already changed back into her casual clothes, and her cool voice reminded him, "I am not Yu Yang, I am Fang Ke."

"..."

"How much longer are you going to sit here?" Fang Ke glanced at his watch; it was already 1 a.m. "If you don't leave now, you might as well just go to sleep right here and save yourself the trouble of going to work tomorrow morning."

Fang Yefan gave a wry smile, somewhat helplessly, "You heartless bastard, you got out of character so quickly."

Fang Ke crossed her arms and tilted her head to look at him. "I also want to ask you, you've been in this industry for so many years, and you're still like this? Aren't you ashamed?"

Fang Yefan gave another wry smile, but suddenly stretched out a hand, "Give me a hand?"

Fang Ke's arm strength easily lifted him up. After Fang Yefan steadied himself, he suddenly looked at her and said, "Maybe other people playing me wouldn't have such strong feelings, but who told you to really be my sister..."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked out of the tent.

It's rather baffling that they'd leave it behind.

Fortunately, the filming went smoothly that day, and when we returned to the campsite, we saw that there were several more cars in the parking area.

She asked Wu Cong, "Who else has come?"

Wu Cong was clearly also confused. Before he could even say "I don't know," Yi Mohan, wearing a black coat, walked out of Su Yao's room, looking annoyed.

Upon seeing Fang Ke and the others return, he paused for a moment, then turned and walked to the side to make a phone call.

Fang Ke: "...Speechless. Can we please prohibit unauthorized personnel from frequently coming to the set?"

What a waste of time!