Soul Patch

Chapter 198 Answer Me Quickly

Li Shiman's mother's eyes instantly reddened. She leaned her head against her husband's shoulder and sobbed softly, "How could I be so stupid! Man'er... it's all my fault!"

Li Shiman's father stroked his wife's hair, his face stern as if he were scolding her but actually comforting her: "Look at you, why are you saying such things again?"

Throughout the entire process, Liu Qingqing stared at Wenjie with an incredulous expression, sometimes frowning in thought, and sometimes nodding as if suddenly realizing something.

At this moment, Wenjie shifted his gaze from the couple to her. Only then did she remember the question she had just asked, and she looked at Wenjie with a puzzled expression: "What exactly is this about being born on the same day, month, and year?"

Wenjie laughed and said, "Since someone deliberately poisoned Li Shiman to make her sick, naturally whoever was poisoned will get sick."

However, in order to make this scheme perfect and flawless, they deliberately created this plot point about being born on the same day, month, and year.

This reinforced the belief that the matter was beyond human control, and that it must have offended some deity, resulting in unavoidable punishment.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingqing nodded repeatedly, just like a chick pecking at its food.

"Have you ever thought about why that psychologist, Zhao Jingshu, would go to such lengths to harm Li Shiman?" Wenjie asked, staring intently at Li Shiman's mother.

Li Shiman's mother slowly straightened up from beside her husband. She calmed herself down, frowned and pondered for a moment, then hesitated before asking, "Were there any relatives of Zhao Jingshu among those who perished in the expedition?"

“No, the survivors are her relatives,” Wenjie said firmly.

“Oh, so that’s how she found out about the expedition, and that’s why she resents you.” Liu Qingqing said, pointing to Li Shiman’s mother.

“Resent me? Their deaths have nothing to do with me…” She was about to say: What does their death have to do with me? Suddenly she stopped, opened her eyes wide, looked at Wenjie, and then looked at her husband.

Her expression froze for a moment, then turned to deep sorrow and grievance: "Was it Xiaowen or Xiaoli? Was it one of them who survived? So you think that I went out alone and found the search and rescue team and was rescued, but didn't go back to save her?"

Her tears streamed down her face: "She wronged me! I clearly went back to them..."

Liu Qingqing's eyes also reddened. She silently pulled out two tissues and handed one to her.

As Wenjie analyzed the situation, the truth became clear.

“Professor Zhao Jingshu, oh… no, Zhao Jingshu, she…” Wenjie was only halfway through his sentence when the door to the other bedroom, which had been tightly closed, opened.

A well-dressed woman with an air of elegance stood at the door. She looked to be around thirty years old, with soft, smooth skin, delicate eyebrows, and a cold, sharp gaze like a drawn sword.

She coldly swept her gaze over everyone present, finally fixing it on Wenjie.

"I am Zhao Jingshu. I heard you talking quite a bit just now, so why... are you all silent now that you see me? You know... talking badly about others behind their backs is not a very honorable thing to do."

She spoke each word with conviction and unwavering certainty. If this were a courtroom, the jury, upon hearing her questioning, would have concluded that her arguments were baseless and frame-up.

At this moment, everyone turned their attention back to Wenjie, waiting for his answer.

Wenjie glanced at Zhao Jingshu for a moment and thought to himself: No wonder she studied psychology, she's so calm in a crisis!

"You probably think I have no evidence, but the fact is, last night you went through so much trouble to take the medical records from me, so I knew there must be something wrong with them."

What's the problem?

Li Shiman's attending physician was in cahoots with you. Otherwise, with so many private psychological counseling clinics, why would they specifically recommend your clinic for Li Shiman's counseling? You should know that your small clinic isn't even well-known yet.

Wenjie glanced at Liu Qingqing, who immediately understood and smiled knowingly.

Zhao Jingshu's eyes turned cold, and slowly a layer of mist appeared on them.

When faced with the bond of blood ties, it is difficult for people to remain absolutely calm and indifferent.

It seems that the survivor from back then was Zhao Jingshu's close relative, and she must have just thought of the severe injuries he suffered during the expedition.

"Think what you want, you have no evidence anyway." Zhao Jingshu said, then walked out in her high heels, bumping into a middle-aged woman who had just gotten off the elevator and was about to knock on the door.

The woman was carrying a little boy in her arms. She looked like she had walked quite a distance; she was panting, and large beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.

Zhao Jingshu didn't linger and went straight to the elevator door. The elevator door wasn't closed yet, so she walked in and reached out to press the close button.

Wenjie gestured at the front of Liu Qingqing's clothes for a moment, then chased after her out the door in a few steps.

He held the elevator door shut, preventing it from closing: "You heard me clearly. Go back and tell her she's wrong about him, and that she's tormented his daughter for a year. It's time to stop. And also..."

"What do you know? My sister's life is ruined! Who can she complain to? She sees other families living happily together, while she is destined to grow old alone and suffer the torment of high-level paraplegia day and night. It's worse than death." A tear rolled down Zhao Jingshu's cold and beautiful face.

"Hmm... I recorded it. If you don't stop, I'll hand you over to the police station at any time, and then you and your sister will spend the rest of your lives in prison..." Wenjie smiled mischievously.

"You're despicable and shameless!" Zhao Jingshu's eyes widened in anger as she reached out to hit Wenjie.

Wenjie took a step back and released his hand from the elevator door: "Everyone has their own expertise. With your professional skills, you will be a leader in the psychological counseling industry in M ​​City in 20 years... Don't ruin your life because of this."

After saying that, Wenjie threw the little trinket he was holding in his other hand at her.

The little thing fell to the ground, and Wenjie gestured with his chin toward the ground, indicating that she should pick it up and take a look.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Zhao Jingshu looked down and saw the brooch-shaped bugging device that she had secretly slipped into Liu Qingqing's pocket.

She trembled as she picked up the tampered brooch, then covered her face and wept.

Wenjie went back into the house and said to the middle-aged woman standing awkwardly in the living room, "Go back to where you came from. In this life, there is cause and effect. If you do too many bad things, be careful of retribution!"

Li Shiman's mother was also embarrassed, her face flushed red. She took out a few bills from her pocket and stuffed them into the middle-aged woman's hand: "Thank you, auntie. Um... take a taxi and send the child home, thank you! We... we don't know each other... you understand!"

"Liu Qingqing, let's go!"

Wenjie turned and left, leaving behind Li Shiman's parents' heartfelt words of gratitude.

"Throw away all the medicine and trinkets Zhao Jingshu gave us. With proper medical treatment, Li Shiman will recover soon." After saying goodbye, Liu Qingqing went to catch up with Wenjie.

A system message appeared before her eyes at that moment:

[Select Patch Type: Refactor]

[Patch Released]

[Patch deployed successfully]

As the two of them took the elevator downstairs, Liu Qingqing couldn't wait to ask:

"I still don't understand why Zhang Zhipeng knew he was the murderer as soon as he entered the networked system."

We'll be disappearing from here soon. Answer me now, hurry up!

(End of this chapter)