Chapter 51 The Doomsday of Primal Nanoparticles She was happy, and he was happy too…
The second video?
Guan Mengxing's eyes brightened slightly.
She eagerly flipped to the next video and opened the second video.
It's the same angle, the same familiar study, and still completely dark.
Ling Shu explained from the side, "Mo Yun made many calls last night, but Ms. Wang didn't answer, so he went out to look for her. No one is home right now."
After thinking for a moment, Ling Shu added, "Oh, right, we've already hacked the surveillance system. His phone will only show the normal footage and won't display any abnormal notifications."
Half a minute later, there was movement on the video.
A masked man tiptoed into the study.
He flipped the switch that Mo Yun had turned on not long ago, and the painting on the wall was moved aside again, revealing a silver-white safe. The masked man carried a ladder up, held a flashlight, and studied it intently for a while before quickly and easily opening the safe and packing everything inside into a large bag.
After ransacking the safe, the masked man immediately left, thoughtfully restoring everything to its original state before departing.
He's obviously a professional.
The Guan family was stunned, staring blankly at the screen.
The smooth visuals, reminiscent of a crime film, clearly had a huge impact on the law-abiding family.
After a while, Guan Mengxing looked up, her voice stammering, "Shu, Sister Shu, is this you... no, one of our people?"
Ling Shu shook her head, denying it seriously: "How could that be? Our Sheng family strictly abides by the law. How could we possibly be associated with such criminals!"
Guan Mengxing: "Huh?"
Because Ling Shu's expression was so righteous, she couldn't help but believe her.
Seeing her stunned expression, Ling Shu couldn't help but smile and explained, "This is a habitual thief, raised by the Zhao family. Yes, you guessed it, he's an accomplice of the thugs who tried to attack you at the exhibition yesterday."
To be precise, this masked man was one of Gold Chain's henchmen.
He was also at the scene of intercepting Ling Shu's attempt to stage an accident, and was one of the unlucky underlings who were quickly knocked unconscious by Ling Shu.
In order to atone for his crimes, Jin Lianzi offered to cooperate and sent out his most skilled henchman to take away all of Mo Yun's secrets while Mo Yun was away.
After leaving the Mo family, because he "accidentally committed another serious crime of theft", he felt "deeply tormented by his conscience and could not sleep at night". At this time, the masked man had probably already gone to the police station to turn himself in, along with all the "stolen goods" he had obtained from Mo Yun.
“We didn’t do anything, we just accidentally hacked a camera, and we immediately realized the problem and quickly restored it.” Ling Shu’s eyes flashed with a sly smile. “The data hasn’t been leaked either, and it will all be deleted soon.”
Even with Butler Wang's skills, the most advanced experts wouldn't be able to detect any signs of the cameras being hacked.
The Guan family was amazed, their eyes filled with admiration and awe as they looked at Ling Shu.
Guan Mengxing said excitedly, "So... those things have all been handed over to the police, right?!"
"Um."
Ling Shu nodded. "You might receive a call for assistance with the investigation soon."
Given the efficiency of the police, they might already be preparing to arrest Mo Yun, right?
Mo Yun's arrest was of great significance to them. Guan Mengxing and Wang Bingqing, in particular, were eager to witness it firsthand!
-
Mo Yun had no idea what had happened last night.
He's still sleeping, having unsettling dreams. Sometimes he dreams of his mentor's stern face, sometimes of Lao Guan's honest and kind smile.
Sometimes, in his dreams, he sees that figure he saw on the surveillance camera. That figure seems to see through his deepest secrets, unlock the study's mechanisms, crack the safe's combination, and expose all the secrets he has painstakingly hidden.
The dream terrified him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat and wake up several times.
There are several important meetings today that Mo Yun must attend in order to minimize the negative impact of yesterday's exhibition on Yuansheng Nano.
He must maintain his best condition.
Even though he was extremely uneasy, Mo Yun restrained himself and did not go to the study again.
As dawn broke, he finally managed to fall into a deep sleep, only to be awakened by a sharp ringing of the telephone.
This is his private phone number; only his closest confidants know it.
Mo Yun was startled awake immediately. When she sat up to get her phone, she accidentally touched her forehead and found her hand covered in cold, damp sweat.
The moment I saw who was calling, the last bit of sleepiness in my mind vanished without a trace.
Mo Yun took a deep breath and hurriedly answered the phone: "Mr. Zhao, what can I do for you?"
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Zhao's voice was somber, as if he was suppressing anger: "Don't you know?"
Mo Yun was completely bewildered, and a sudden unease welled up inside her: "W-what's wrong?"
Seeing that he was indeed completely unaware, Old Zhao couldn't help but sneer: "The police have already set off to arrest you, and you still don't know anything, Mo Yun. I really misjudged you!"
These words completely jolted Mo Yun awake: "Arrest me? Why?!"
Old Zhao simply couldn't be bothered to explain to him.
In fact, if the thief who turned himself in hadn't been one of Master Hong's men, Old Zhao would have been worried about getting too involved and wouldn't have even made that call.
Before hanging up the phone, Mr. Zhao only said, "Think it through carefully. Don't say anything you shouldn't say after you go in."
Especially considering everything that happened at yesterday's exhibition, which involved the Zhao family, if Mo Yun dares to let slip anything, his fate might not be as simple as going to jail.
Putting down her phone, Mo Yun felt a chill run through her body and didn't know how to react for a moment.
A sharp siren wailed in the distance outside the window. Although it might not be aimed at him, Mo Yun still shuddered violently. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes before running outside. He rushed to the study, where he trembled as he opened the safe, only to find it empty to his despair.
Everything is gone.
At that moment, he knew that disaster was about to befall him.
The sound of sirens grew closer.
Mo Yun turned and ran away without hesitation, knowing that the hope of escape was slim, but he still subconsciously wanted to run away.
After hurriedly changing her clothes and grabbing some cash, Mo Yun didn't even dare to take her phone. She opened the door and ran outside.
As soon as he ran out of the apartment building, he looked back and saw several police officers getting out of a police car and entering the building with serious expressions.
If it were at night, he would be caught red-handed.
Mo Yun raised her hand to wipe the increasing cold sweat from her forehead, and without hesitation, turned and ran outside.
As he ran, he took a mask out of his bag and put it on.
Then came the sunglasses and the wig.
The entire process of his disguise was so skillful, as if he was always preparing to escape.
It was still morning, and the streets were nearly deserted, everyone busy with their own things, and no one paid him any attention. Having completed his disguise, he lowered his head, put his hands in his pockets, and calmly walked towards the community gate.
The community security guards would strictly question unfamiliar people entering, but were more lenient with those leaving. He only needed to press the exit button to open the gate and step completely into a world of freedom. Having operated in Beijing for many years, Mo Yun believed he had accumulated some connections. If he could escape successfully this time, catching him again would be difficult.
Moving quickly forward, Mo Yun silently sketched out plans for the future in her mind.
Staying in China isn't safe; it's best to prepare a fake identity and leave the country as soon as possible. He's already transferred some assets abroad—not a large sum, but enough for him to live on for a while…
As the gate drew closer, Mo Yun's heart pounded. His hands, tucked into his pockets, clenched into fists, and his rapid breathing made the inside of his mask damp, making it hard for him to breathe.
The chubby security guard next to him was engrossed in watching short videos. When he saw him walking over, he looked up and glanced at him, his gaze lingering for a couple of seconds.
His heart leaped into his throat in fright, and he almost turned and ran away.
Fortunately, just before he lost his composure, the fat security guard looked away and continued to look down at his phone.
Mo Yun breathed a sigh of relief, continued forward, and pressed the exit button.
The access control beeped and opened.
Ahead lies the road to freedom.
He took another deep breath, lifted his foot and walked out, trying to suppress his urgency so as not to arouse suspicion.
After passing through the access control, Mo Yun was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
He looked around, considering who he could borrow a phone from, and first called his loyal subordinate to ask someone to come and pick him up.
When he saw a very familiar figure in the crowd, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his body stiffened.
At the same moment, the person turned their head and their gaze happened to be directed at them.
Amidst the comings and goings of people, she fixed her gaze on him.
Wang Bingqing? Didn't she run away? How come she's back...?
Of all times!
If she recognizes me, that would be terrible.
Mo Yun looked away in a fluster and turned to walk in another direction.
I had only taken a few steps when someone grabbed my arm.
He turned around and saw Wang Bingqing's face, which seemed to be shrouded in frost, in despair.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with icy coldness, reflecting his somewhat panicked figure: "Mo Yun, why are you running?"
He waved his hands, trying to break free: "You've mistaken me for someone else!"
"Mistaken identity?"
Wang Bingqing curled her lips into a smile, "Even if you're reduced to ashes, I won't mistake you."
These words sent a chill down Mo Yun's spine.
His movements slowed, his voice filled with anger: "It was you? You were the one who called the police? How did you get the evidence?"
He regretted asking just two questions; the situation was urgent, and this wasn't the time to discuss such matters.
He almost rudely flung her hand away, leaned close to her ear and threatened, "If you don't want to die, pretend you didn't see anything! Otherwise, I don't mind taking you hostage to get a chance to escape."
To prove his point, he deliberately opened his coat a little to show her the fruit knife tucked into his waistband.
Wang Bingqing glanced down, her expression showing no fear whatsoever.
She looked into his eyes and questioned him earnestly, "Mo Yun, why? Why? My father treated you so well back then, always thinking of you. Scholarships, papers, internships—he took care of everything for you. Why did you treat him like this?"
Mentioning the past, Mo Yun felt only impatience and casually replied, "He was nothing but a hypocrite! I came from a poor background, and my family depended on me. If he had been willing to share his research results with me back then, I wouldn't have accidentally pushed him down during the argument!"
By then, he had already lost in love, and he couldn't afford to lose in his career as well.
Mo Yun couldn't understand why Professor Wang, who had already achieved great success and was not short of money or power, would refuse to give him such a small research result.
Isn't he Teacher Wang's proudest student?
Wang Bingqing looked at him in disbelief, her face gradually turning ashen.
The truth, revealed after more than twenty years, is so unbearable.
She closed her eyes, stopped pressing the matter, and whispered something.
Mo Yun didn't hear clearly. He wanted to leave but was afraid she would pester him, so he moved closer and asked impatiently, "What did you say?"
Wang Bingqing stared at him, her voice rising slightly: "I said, wake up, do it!"
Mo Yun froze, belatedly noticing the sudden gust of wind hitting the back of her head.
With a dull pain, his vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.
Behind him, Guan Mengxing maintained her high-knee posture, her expression one of disgust: "Pah, scum! Go to jail and reflect on your actions for the rest of your life!"
-
Ling Xinyao was also woken up by the ringing of the phone.
Yesterday at the exhibition, she wandered around dozens of times, from dawn till dusk, but failed to "bump into" Li Yin again. Disheartened, she went to a bar with two nouveau riche second-generation heirs she had met by chance, and only went home drunk.
Those two ungrateful nouveau riche still had the nerve to try and get into her house, but she immediately turned on them and scolded them.
Bah! They're just two nouveau riche from out of town. They can't tell right from wrong just because they have a little money. They'll mess with any woman they want.
With her last bit of willpower, Ling Xinyao removed her makeup and washed up before collapsing onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep.
Until I was woken up by a phone call.
Seeing who was calling, she answered the phone lazily, "Hello, Dad." Her father urged from the other end, "Xinyao, have you actually contacted Ling Shu yet? It's been several days!"
He and his mother have been overwhelmed by business problems lately and urgently need to seek help from a top-tier wealthy family like the Sheng family.
Ling Xinyao didn't even open her eyes, and replied perfunctorily, "No, she's a homebody, she doesn't go anywhere."
"If she doesn't go out, why don't you go to the Sheng family to visit her?" Ling's father said angrily. "You used to be good friends with Sheng Zhujun and would go to the Sheng family all the time. You knew the way around well. Why are you afraid to go now? I think you just don't want to!"
Ling Xinyao pursed her lips, then suddenly remembered something and raised her voice: "Dad, I recently invested in a nanotechnology company. I just finished the investment, and then Old Zhao also announced that he would invest in this company and make it a key business focus for the Zhao family in the future! See, I'm still of some use, aren't I?"
Yesterday I was so busy blocking Li Yin that I forgot to tell Ling's parents the good news.
Mr. Ling was indeed surprised: "A nanotechnology company... When did you learn about these things? Were you scammed?"
Speaking of this, Ling Xinyao became even more proud: "I don't understand it, but President Li does. When he found out that I invested in this company, he even praised me for my good judgment."
To be praised by Li Yin is a rare honor for her among the wealthy socialites of Beijing.
Hearing that even Li Yin had given his approval, Ling's father was overjoyed: "That's great, that's great! Yao Yao, tell Daddy quickly, which company did you invest in? Daddy will check it out now!"
He was not in Beijing recently and hadn't been paying attention to what was happening here, so he had no idea what the Zhao family was up to.
Ling Xinyao said smugly, "This company is called Yuansheng Nano."
Mr. Ling, who was on the other end of the phone, happened to be at his computer and immediately typed in the name with great interest.
After you finish typing, press Enter.
What catches the eye are several news items that were just published within the last half hour.
"Yuansheng Nano's head, Mo Yun, was detained by police this morning on suspicion of multiple illegal and criminal activities," "Fake escape attempt fails! Yuansheng Nano's CEO apprehended on the spot," "Yuansheng Nano is embroiled in controversy, possibly involving multiple cases of illegal bribery"...
In Mo Yun's safe, there was not only evidence of his plagiarism of his mentor's academic achievements, but also detailed records of how Yuansheng Nano had used money to cultivate relationships with various parties over the years, each transaction amounting to shockingly large sums. It's unclear how much of Yuansheng Nano's reputation as a "leading high-tech enterprise" is truly based on genuine merit.
After his arrest, the news spread quickly, and Yuansheng Nano's operations immediately fell into difficulties.
Guan Zheng, who was kicked out by his partners, became the only lucky one who was not affected.
Of course, Ling's father was unaware of all this; he simply stared blankly at the news headline, unable to believe what he was seeing.
"Mo Yun..."
Ling Xinyao added proudly, "Mo Yun is the president of Yuansheng Nano, and he has a very good relationship with President Zhao! When I invested, he thanked me very enthusiastically and even took the initiative to add my contact information."
It's a pity he's a middle-aged man, otherwise Ling Xinyao might have been interested in getting to know him better.
Ling's father remained silent for a moment, somewhat speechless.
After a long while, he finally asked, "How much money did you invest?"
If it's hundreds of thousands or millions, just consider it a waste...
Ling Xinyao was completely oblivious to her father's unusual behavior, her voice still full of anticipation for future wealth: "I've invested all 20 million of my allowance, Dad. What do you think my return on investment will be? Will it double?"
Twenty million!
Ling's father's vision went black, as if he had been punched in the chest, and he almost dropped his phone.
He had originally planned that if he couldn't contact Ling Shu and get help from the Sheng family, the Ling family couldn't just sit idly by. Luckily, Ling Xinyao had 20 million yuan, which could be used as working capital to help the Ling family's company weather the crisis.
I called Ling Xinyao this morning, intending to discuss this matter.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xinyao surprised him first, spending all the money without saying a word!
"Doubling? Return on investment?"
Ling's father suddenly came to his senses, and all the shock and fear were instantly replaced by a volcanic eruption of rage.
He could no longer contain himself and roared furiously at his daughter, who was still lost in her dreams on the other end of the phone: "Idiot! You brainless idiot! Do you know what you've done? Yuansheng Nano is finished! Mo Yun has been arrested! Your 20 million... all gone! That's 20 million! Gone! All gone!"
Extreme anger tore at his throat, the roar stopped abruptly, his vision went black, and the phone in his hand fell to the cold floor with a "thud," the call instantly cut off.
All that remained on the other end of the phone was Ling Xinyao's bewildered call: "Hello? Hello? Dad? What are you saying? What's over?"
She received no response.
Ling Xinyao sensed something was wrong and hurriedly opened her phone to search for information related to Yuansheng Nano.
She saw the same news headline.
Every word was like an invisible knife, piercing her eyes and causing them to sting.
A moment later, she suddenly threw her phone away, covered her ears with both hands, and let out a piercing scream.
-
Unlike the chaos and turmoil in the Ling family, the Sheng family was currently in a state of harmony.
After the Guan family members finished giving their statements, they were taken to the Sheng family's residence. By Moon Lake, a fish hotpot was ready, awaiting everyone's celebration of this victory.
Ling Shu sat on the wooden boardwalk by the lake, casually dipping her feet into the water and letting them dangle, creating ripples.
Sheng Yunshen, in his wheelchair, stayed by her side.
She stared at the ripples in the lake, a hint of melancholy in her voice: "The end of the world is almost here, and Mo Yun won't even live to go to jail. Gouzi, tell me, is everything I'm doing now just a waste of time?"
With the arrival of the apocalypse, the existing human order has completely collapsed, and Mo Yun will probably never have a day to atone for the crimes he has committed.
In fact, she didn't need to go to such lengths. If she had waited a while longer, until the end of the world came, she could have helped Guan Mengxing settle this grudge in another way.
A more direct and straightforward approach for those living in the apocalypse.
Sheng Yun knew exactly what she was thinking: "Are you happy now?"
Ling Shu smiled and answered without hesitation, "Of course I'm happy."
It's truly heartwarming to see good deeds punished and evil deeds promoted.
Sheng Yunqi chuckled: "That's enough."
When she was happy, he was happy too.
Ling Shu couldn't help but raise her hand and grasp Sheng Yun Shen's fingers, which were resting on his knees, and playfully pinched them: "Doggy, why are you so good at talking? I'm really starting to like you more and more."
Sheng Yunshen felt the soft touch on his hand and softly called her name: "...Ling Shu".
The two simple words seem to contain a myriad of beautiful scenes.
Ling Shu paused, feeling inexplicably hot.
"Sister Shu, Brother-in-law Shu! You're here!"
Before she could figure out why she was reacting this way, Guan Mengxing skipped and hopped along the boardwalk.
She sat down next to Ling Shu, and because she hadn't taken off her shoes, she could only lightly touch the water's surface with the tips of her shoes.
"I was watching you two from afar just now, and you two looked so well-matched!"
"Um?"
She didn't say anything more; everything was self-evident.
Guan Mengxing answered frankly, "I've been a blogger for so many years, and I've seen plenty of scumbags. Sister Shu, do you know any foolproof methods to tell if a man is a scumbag?"
Ling Shu really didn't know this, and shook her head: "I don't know, what method?"
Guan Mengxing laughed: "Put your hand under his nose. If he breathes, it proves he's a scumbag!"
Glancing at Sheng Yun Shen, who was clearly out of breath, she quickly added, "This is actually an internet joke, just kidding. I think not all men who can breathe are scumbags. For example, President Sheng is definitely not a scumbag!"
After all, Sheng Yun Shen could breathe, but he couldn't move.
There are no objective conditions for becoming a scumbag.
She paused, then said, "That's a total scumbag."
"Pfft!"
Guan Mengxing was amused by her.
Ling Shu laughed along and said sincerely, "Actually, there are quite a few good men out there. You'll meet them in the future."
For example, the male protagonist in the original book.
An aloof and cool guy, a loyal dog, he is devoted to Guan Mengxing and can hit anything she wants, making him arguably the female lead's strongest cheat code.
It won't be long before Guan Mengxing meets him.
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