The nurse came back to replace the bottle of water and connected the IV. Watching the liquid slowly dripping down the transparent rubber tube, Lin Mingfei couldn't help herself and asked anxiously, "Nurse, I... His hand is burning hot when I touch it! Why hasn't his fever gone down yet?"
The nurse paused, gazing at the charming little Omega on the bed. She sighed softly, feeling rather sentimental. "He must have been sexually abused by the allotropic Alpha hormones, causing his immune system to become overactive. We've seen many similar cases where Alphas arbitrarily release hormones to suppress Omegas, leaving them ill for prolonged periods. His sex hormone levels are severely unbalanced now, and we need to balance them before we can start using anti-inflammatory drugs. There's no point in rushing now. Take your time."
"Okay, I'm not in a hurry. Thank you," Lin Mingfei whispered. The words "sexual persecution by allogeneic Alpha hormones" pierced his chest like a blunt knife. He gritted his teeth and asked, "I have another question I don't understand. I'd like to ask you."
"Go ahead." The nurse was very patient.
"I...I gave him a permanent mark," Lin Mingfei said hoarsely, a hint of bewilderment on his face. "Why couldn't I provide him with adequate protection against the pheromones of other Alphas? Is it because my pheromones aren't strong enough?"
The nurse pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, the failure of the sexual assault was in part due to the pheromones you gave him, which also proves that your pheromone level is high enough. As for why it didn't protect him from the pheromones of other Alphas, I think there are two reasons. First, you marked him too long ago, and the pheromones left in the superficial skin and sensory layers have been almost completely metabolized and are no longer effective. Second, he already had a bad cold, and very likely pneumonia, so his physical condition was poor, making him unable to resist the pheromones of other Alphas."
Lin Mingfei lowered her eyes in deep thought.
"You can wait until he recovers and try marking him a few more times." The nurse smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry about it now."
"Thank you." Lin Mingfei said sincerely.
After the nurse left, Lin Mingfei's attention returned to Xia Tong. He washed a clean towel and gently and carefully wiped Xia Tong's arm. The little Omega's arm had several bruises, probably from bumps and bruises in the bathroom. As he tended to Xia Tong, he reviewed the events leading up to the competition in his mind, feeling that everything was filled with coincidences and strangeness.
At this time, his cell phone rang. Lin Mingfei put down the towel and found that it was He Youjin calling.
As soon as the phone was connected, there was a lot of noise on the other end, and it seemed like someone was crying.
Lin Mingfei stood up and walked outside the ward before asking in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
"Can you believe the surveillance camera at the bathroom door was disconnected?" He Youjin's voice sounded furious: "This is a fucking crime!"
Someone on the other end seemed to be crying non-stop, making excuses while crying, "I... I didn't know this would happen... This was my first time participating in such a large-scale event. I was worried that the contestants would run around and not get to the front desk on time, so I stopped them... I really didn't think too much about it."
Lin Mingfei frowned: "Who is crying?"
"It's the floor manager who received us before." He Youjin said with suppressed anger. He turned around and seemed to be questioning the other party: "He is so unskilled, and you tell me, he is not an intern but a regular employee?"
The person in charge on the other end of the line was explaining, then scolding, "You too?! Can't you just accompany Blink to the restroom yourself? Are you too lazy to move your legs?"
"I? I? I?, I? I didn't know Blink had a fever..." The man who was controlling the situation continued to retort weakly.
"I clearly told you that Blink had a fever! Where did your ears go? Mr. He, do you believe me? I really told everyone that Blink had a fever..."
Afterwards, the person on the other end of the phone started a series of scapegoating regarding the question of "Does anyone know that BLink has a fever?" Lin Mingfei didn't want to listen anymore and turned to ask He Youjin, "Is Ping Shuai the substitute for Shadow?"
"Right." He Youjin said, "There's actually a team that picked up this junk, and even covered it up tightly. I just saw Shadow register, and Ping Shuai even changed his ID. It's outrageous."
"Maybe Du Yong's purpose of picking it up wasn't for the competition." Lin Mingfei said.
"How is Xia Tong?" He Youjin asked.
"Not yet? The fever has subsided." Lin Mingfei said.
"Hey..." He Youjin took a breath and scratched his head in frustration: "Have you seen the video circulating online?"
Lin Mingfei: "Not yet? Yes."
He Youjin: "Go take a look. The internet is going crazy criticizing Xia Tong. They all think the match was cancelled because he was in heat."
As he spoke, Lin Mingfei had already found the video. He glanced at it briefly and said, "Ping Shuai, that bastard."
"But right now, there's no direct evidence to prove it was Ping Shuai's doing." He Youjin said, "I'll also negotiate with the organizers and ask the venue to cooperate with the investigation. Remember to ask the doctor for a medical certificate when you have time. At the very least, it should prove that Xia Tong didn't get angry because she was in heat, but because she had a cold."
"I know." Lin Mingfei said, and then he paused and said, "What's the name of the venue controller who received us?"
"I saw his work ID on his chest is Qie Lulu, so his real name should be Wang," said He Youjin.
"Check his social media platforms," Lin Mingfei said, "and see if he has any connection with the Shadow Team."
Xia Tong didn't wake up until the evening. The arm where he was hanging the IV drip was ice cold. He turned over and felt hungry.
"Are you awake?" Lin Mingfei had been sitting by the bed, waiting. Seeing him react, she immediately leaned over and gently stroked his forehead: "Are you hungry?"
"Hungry..." Xia Tong said honestly.
"I just bought you some eight-treasure porridge." Lin Mingfei said softly, "The doctor said you can't eat too much meat right now. Let me help you stand up and eat a little."
"Hmm..." Xia Tong sat up obediently on his hand. Lin Mingfei put a cushion behind his back, then brought a spoon and a bowl over and fed Xia Tong the porridge that had been cooled to the right temperature, spoonful by spoonful.
Xia Tong swallowed twice and was suddenly shocked: "Video!" He was so frightened that he grabbed Lin Mingfei's arm and almost dropped his porridge and rice. "Ping Shuai took a video of me - he slandered me!"
"I? I know." Lin Mingfei looked calm and pushed him back onto the pillow: "Eat first."
Alpha's indifferent attitude made Xia Tong a little confused, but it also had some calming effect. Xia Tong instinctively listened to Lin Mingfei's words, drank another half bowl of porridge, and her complexion looked better.
He huddled back under the covers, thinking back to the whole thing. His eyelids drooped as he asked dejectedly, "The game didn't happen, did it?"
"Yeah." Lin Mingfei nodded.
"Is it because of me?..."
"Really? Because Ping Shuai." Lin Mingfei said.
Xia Tong licked the corner of her cracked lips, said "Oh", and subconsciously touched the phone on the pillow.
However, before he could touch the phone, Lin Mingfei took it away and put it in her pocket.
Xia Tong was stunned, staring at his movements for a while, and said in a muffled voice: "A lot of people are scolding me online, right?"
Lin Mingfei pursed her lips and didn't lie to him: "Yes."
Xia Tong was stunned for two seconds, then obediently retracted her hand: "Then I won't look at my phone anymore... Please keep it for me."
His timid and obedient look made Lin Mingfei smile, but at the same time she felt distressed.
"Don't worry, I will always be here with you and will not go anywhere. I will not let you get bored." Lin Mingfei said.
Xia Tong was very quiet, as if he was thinking. After a moment, he whispered, "Why am I always more unlucky than the average person? I get unlucky even when I take a shower in the gym and when I use the restroom in the gym. Is it because I am born unlucky? So I am dragging you guys down..."
"How could that be?" Lin Mingfei said, "They just want you to feel that way, to make you give up on yourself, to make you afraid. If you think that way, they'll succeed."
Xia Tong was silent for a moment: "I don't think so. It's not my fault, it's their fault."
"Um."
"Even if they scold me, I still have to go back to play the game." Xia Tong said, "If...if there are still games to play." He spoke in a lower and lower voice, with less confidence: "Will they never let me play games in the future..."
"No," Lin Mingfei said, "Trust everyone's efforts, okay? When you were in trouble, everyone regretted not being by your side, and now we're all doing our best to make up for it."
Xia Tong looked at him, a little touched, not knowing what to say. After a while, she stretched out her arms and said in a muffled voice, "Hug me."
Lin Mingfei: "Okay, hug."
He leaned over and sat down beside the bed, stretched out his arms and hugged the little Omega in his arms, thinking that this was a good idea, as he could convey a sense of security in the most primitive way.
Xia Tong's medical certificate from the hospital was quickly photographed and posted online. The diagnosis of "respiratory infection" was clearly stated there, but not many people bought it.
[If you bribe the hospital to issue a fake certificate, will we believe it?]
"I've had a cold before. Do you wheeze so much when you have a cold? Who are you kidding?"
"Even if it's a cold, why don't everyone else catch a cold, and only you, the Omega, catch a cold?"
"You have a cold? That's why you're skipping the race? You're weak, so you're right!"
So, don't let Omegas play professionally. They're too weak. They'll always catch colds, right? Shouldn't we always accommodate them?
[People in power don't fight anymore? Got it? Alpha is the strongest, that's a fact.]
Will Shadow Team become the biggest winner?
......
In the past few days, Polaris has been lying low and being ridiculed without any reaction or response. Just when everyone thought they had accepted the facts and were waiting for a notice of withdrawal, things suddenly took a turn for the better.
First, the staff member named Jialulu was exposed. His main Weibo account was full of joy and happiness, and he reposted the slogans written by the organizers for the major teams, with texts like "Come on, everyone, go for it." However, his secondary account was a fanatical fan of the Shadow Team. Ever since the Shadow Team missed the championship, he has never stopped attacking on Weibo, from insulting Sabertooth Tiger to reposting negative information about Rainbow and the now popular Polaris. His words were harsh and vicious, and he was the epitome of a cancer in the fan circle. In the morning, he suddenly used his main account to apologize to Polaris and Xia Tong, and wrote a very long text. The content was basically that he should not have been blinded by his love for the Shadow Team, neglecting his duties and doing things that were unfair to the Polaris Team, causing huge losses to the organizers, fans and the Polaris Team, and he would resign.
His words were ambiguous, and he didn't elaborate on what negligence he had committed. The fans watching were completely bewildered, with a lot of questions in their heads.
But not long after, all the questions in their heads were dispelled by a notice from the Public Security Bureau of City Z.
[... Ping, a member of an esports club in District C, City Z, attempted to illegally assault Xia due to a personal dispute and has been placed under criminal detention...]
The police report with white text on a blue background blinded everyone's eyes.
Probably no one has ever imagined that those seemingly insignificant things in the gaming circle could turn into illegal infringements and even require the police to be dispatched.
For a moment, the online trolls who had been wantonly abusing the class were all shocked and fell silent, as if by telepathy. Only one dared to ask cautiously: "Is there a class representative? What exactly happened?"
Ping Shuai was lying comfortably in the hotel when he was visited by the police. At that time, he was browsing his phone, watching the online trolls going wild, criticizing Xia Tong and the entire Polaris to pieces. The pleasure of revenge in his heart was infinitely expanding.
As soon as the door opened, he was handcuffed by several people in police uniforms. Ping Shuai was stunned and was about to shout when a black hood fell on his head.
When the hood was removed, he was already in the interrogation room of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Sitting around a table, he saw the escort girl he had contacted earlier who was disguised as a Polaris fan, the manager of the gym, and the on-site control person named Qia Lulu.
"Really? Him?" The policeman raised his hand and pointed at Ping Shuai.
The three men didn't even look at Ping Shuai. They nodded like chicks pecking at rice, afraid that it would be too late to agree. "Yes? Yes? Yes? It's him. It's him who paid us to do the work."
Ping Shuai's expression twisted for a moment, and he immediately pointed at them and said, "Bullshit, I? I don't even know them!"
But his shouting was of no use, because the police played a surveillance video of the gym. In the footage, Ping Shuai stuffed a paper bag into the manager of the gym and whispered something to him.
Although the surveillance footage was silent, lip-reading experts analyzed it and concluded that Ping Shuai had said, "Here's the money. Remember to turn off the air conditioning and hot water in the Omega locker room. There's a balance due upon completion."
Ping Shuai's forehead veins were throbbing. In order to prevent being screenshotted and having evidence, he deliberately did not go through the transfer route, but chose to conduct a cash transaction with the manager. However, he did not expect that this would also be captured on camera!
But… this is the fucking female Omega locker room? Why are there cameras in the locker room?! They picked that place specifically!!
Ping Shuai's face turned pale and he looked at the manager subconsciously.
The police officer seemed to see through his confusion and glared at the manager. "Let's put it this way. We'll deal with the illegal installation of a hidden camera in the women's locker room later."
Ping Shuai: “…?”
The manager humbly replied, "Then... can the evidence from the camera be considered meritorious service?"
The police looked at his expression and wrote four big words on his face - "That's a nice thought."
The idea of checking the gym's surveillance was Lin Mingfei's idea, and the point of checking for pinhole cameras was also the conclusion he came to after careful consideration. The reason was very clear: since this gym was so morally corrupt that it could charge money for the facilities in the locker room, it would be impossible for them to install pinhole cameras for peeping in the Omega locker room. After all, noble people have different sentiments, but vulgar people mostly have similar habits.
Facts have proved that his speculation on human nature is quite wise. Perhaps in order to satisfy the unique tastes of some perverts, he found a total of six pinhole cameras in the female Omega's locker room, which provided all-round dynamic monitoring and recorded every frown and smile between Ping Shuai and the manager. It is no exaggeration to say that he shot himself in the foot.
There was overwhelming evidence at the gym, and at the venue, the police went to investigate and collect evidence in a huge manner. Jia Lulu was already scared by He Youjin's harsh criticism, and when she saw the police car coming, she was immediately frightened. After only a few interrogations, she took the initiative to tip off Ping Shuai, allowing Ping Shuai to enter the venue, and confessed all her actions that had caused Xia Tong to be left alone.
As for the escort disguised as a fan... she was originally brought back by the anti-pornography team next door. Shi Ya recognized her immediately and fooled her into thinking she was arrested for her previous affair with Zhou Yanjun. She immediately shouted with confidence, "I just took money and chatted with that fat guy for a few minutes. I didn't really sleep with him. Why do you say I'm a whore?!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, all his secrets were exposed.
Ping Shuai thought he had done everything perfectly, but he never expected that these corners of his were so vulnerable to being dug into, and were riddled with holes before they were even touched. The police later detected Ping Shuai's DNA on Xia Tong's clothes and in the cracks of her fingernails, probably left behind when the two fought. Putting the two together, Ping Shuai's behavior clearly constituted a bad social impact and was already within the scope of breaking the law and discipline.
When the issue of illegal sexual assault on Omegas came up, Ping Shuai started to panic when he heard the word "sentencing".
He called Du Yong tremblingly in the detention center.
"Brother Yong, can you bail me out?" He begged, "I'm doing this for the team, you can't just ignore me, Brother Yong—"
"Click"
What responded to him? Du Yong hung up the phone and received a cold busy tone.
Ping Shuai was completely stunned, and slowly knelt on the floor of the detention center as if his bones had been pulled out.
As early as when the police issued the notice, the direction of public opinion on the Internet had quietly changed.
Those "someone" and "someone" in the text are just mosaics that are better than nothing and can't serve any purpose of concealing the identity. Netizens can guess the identity of the person with just a little thought.
[Xia Tong was illegally assaulted...? Does anyone know the truth?]
[Could it be that? Is it because of some unavoidable reason that you participated in the pigeon race?]
"Damn, that's a bit scary. It's just a holographic online game, why did they call the police?"
[Could it be? ...That kind of infringement!]
If that's the reason, then Blink is really miserable...
"What the hell? This is too much! Are Omegas really that unpopular?"
[That Ping something sounds familiar... like someone in the industry?]
[Holy crap! Polaris's previous Wizards player's last name was Ping!]
Are you talking about Ping Shuai?
[Damn, it seems like there hasn't been any news about Ping Shuai since then... Allow me to speculate on conspiracy theories for a bit! !]
[There’s a big melon, there’s a big melon inside!!]
@Polaris Official Club, stop sleeping at a time like this and issue a statement right now!! I'm dying of suffocation!
......
The situation outside was changing rapidly, but at this moment in Xia Tong's ward, there was a happy atmosphere. A group of people gathered together in a lively manner, rewarding each other according to their merits.
"Xiao Bo and I really had it so hard! Finding those six infrared cameras! We turned off the lights in the locker room and searched like tomb robbers, using our cell phone cameras! We did a complete sweep!" Zhou Yanjun said excitedly, "I think after I retire, I can still be a private investigator! I'll never starve!"
"Awesome, awesome, Pangpang is awesome!" Xia Tong sat on the bed, clapping his hands like a little seal. He still looked quite ill, but he was much better than when he first came. His cheeks were rosy and tender because he was in a good mood.
"Why are you trying to take credit for it? Wasn't the idea Zero's?" Shi Ya rolled her eyes at Zhou Yanjun. "But I also admire Zero. How did you come up with the idea of using a pinhole camera to collect evidence?"
Lin Mingfei was sitting at the head of Xia Tong's bed, peeling an orange for the little Omega. He broke the huge orange open with his bare hands, and the thick, fragrant skin bloomed like petals.
The little Omega was quickly attracted by the scent of oranges. He stretched his head over greedily and let out an "Ah" with his mouth wide open.
Lin Mingfei broke off a small petal and stuffed it into his little mouth. The orange juice flowed down along her fingertips and across her fingertips. Xia Tong was quick-eyed and quick-mouthed. She stretched out her little tongue and licked it clean.
Lin Mingfei was stunned for a moment. Then he heard Zhou Yanjun grinning mischievously, "I heard that only by empathizing with criminals can we think alike! Zero, you're not simple!"
Lin Mingfei lowered her head upon hearing this, her eyes casually glancing at Xia Tong's profile, as if feeling somewhat guilty. Then, she quickly looked away, becoming still and serious. "You're overthinking. It's simply because you have a good head."
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