Soul Patch

Chapter 264 What is your relationship with An Ran?
The notebook looked quite old, with yellowed paper and faint smudges in the handwriting due to the dampness of the room.

Wenjie stroked the familiar lines of characters, overwhelmed with emotion.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009 Weather: Poor
Go to school today.

Weather on Wednesday, May 13, 2009: Bad

Ibid.
Ibid.
Ibid.
Saturday, May 17, 2009 - The weather was great.
休息
Ibid.
……

Wenjie flipped through two pages, speechless at the poorly written diary. What the hell was this?!

It was both infuriating and funny; he reached out and pressed his furrowed brow.

He should have been in the second year of junior high school in 2009, in Class 3 of the second year.

The class beauty is named Qiao Lezi.

Wenjie gets a headache just recalling what happened back then.

If only I could have some ice cream right now! It would help him calm down and think about why he has no recollection of these diary entries.

Looking at those elegant and flowing characters, it's clear that I wrote them myself!

He had lost the patience he had just had when he carefully flipped through the pages, and started flipping through the diary in his hands.

Later entries in the diary sometimes expressed my feelings, sometimes complained about the many exams at school, and how my deskmate was punished by the teacher for not letting me copy homework...

Although it is much more "detailed" than the previous content, it is still just a diary entry, recording some daily life.

I didn't see what the graffiti was about, nor did I see any content related to the system.

He was a little frustrated and slammed the notebook down on the table.

However, to his surprise, a blurry projection appeared on the title page of the diary.

The projection formed a line of slanted text, which coincided exactly with the position where he wrote his name on the title page.

Wenjie bent down, pressed his face against the cover of the notebook, and carefully examined it.

At first glance, this character looks like a Chinese character, but the more carefully you look at it, the stranger it seems.

He rearranged the diary, hoping the projected writing would be clearer.

After fiddling around for a while, he slumped into his computer chair, panting heavily. He tossed his notebook aside.

"Try turning the title page upside down; maybe the words are reversed."

A woman's voice spoke slowly.

Wenjie was startled, grabbed the notebook, and asked in a low voice, "Who?"

He felt a chill on his neck, the coldness of a dagger instantly assaulting him, and a cold voice rang out from behind him: "The one who killed you!"

Just by looking at the technique and the weapon, you can tell it belongs to that alliance.

These guys aren't all dead yet!
Wenjie glanced at the hand holding the dagger, which was still dressed in black.

They didn't even change their clothes.

He glanced to his other side; the woman's voice had come from there.

Just by looking at her prominent chest, you could tell it was Andy; and looking at her face, it was indeed Andy.

Andy was also dressed in black, and her pretty face had an added touch of sassiness.

Wenjie silently thought to himself: Andy, Andy, I promised Elder Luo I would protect you, but you turned around and tried to kill me?
This time, he didn't rush to resist. Instead, he slowly placed the notebook on the table and raised his hands above his head.

"Since you're going to kill me... I need to know why!" he said, turning around.

The man holding the dagger snorted coldly and thrust the dagger forward forcefully.

Wenjie felt a slight pain in his neck.

It seems the person behind him isn't letting him turn around.

Andy, who was standing to the side, glanced at the two people locked in a stalemate and whispered, "Wen, make him turn around!"

Upon hearing this, the dagger around his neck loosened, and Wenjie took the opportunity to turn around.

Behind him was a man of medium build with fair skin, who looked like an office worker.

Wenjie chuckled and repeated, "Tell me, why have you tried to kill me time and time again?"

The man in front of him, called Wen, glared at Wenjie fiercely before glancing at Andy.

Andy nodded slightly and said, "Kill you... and this will cease to exist."

She pointed to her head as she spoke.

"What?" Wenjie asked, puzzled.

Andy's answer was resounding: "System!"

system?

A soul patching system? Wenjie looked at Andy in disbelief, then at Awen...

Seeing the two people's confident expressions, he was certain they weren't joking with him.

He had guessed many reasons, but he never expected it to be this.

but……

After a moment of shock, Wenjie quickly regained his composure.

A thought struck him, and he countered, "Who told you that?"

Awen, who was standing to the side, said, "Don't worry about that. I'm killing you not only because of the system... but also because you set fire to our company and burned three other colleagues to death."

Their company should be referred to as Darling Wedding Planning Company.

The explanation of three colleagues is... somewhat reasonable.

This indicates that the other party knew that three colleagues had died in the system and three others died in the fire.

This is to attribute the deaths of three people in the fire to him.

But the issue now isn't about being reasonable; he didn't start the fire at all!

Wenjie said coldly, "After I left the system, that company was burned to the ground. It wasn't me who set it on fire!"

"The surveillance footage shows that you were the only one present at the time!" Awen shouted at him, his face contorted with anger.

Without the triplets, they could no longer predict the system's tasks and movements.

The "anti-system alliance" they had painstakingly organized was completely destroyed by that fire.

Although he escaped death and survived, he knew he couldn't cause any real trouble.

Therefore, killing Wenjie was the last thing he could do.

He doesn't care if he can destroy the system or not; he just wants to kill Wenjie.

As he spoke, Awen secretly exerted force, moving the dagger an inch closer to Wenjie's neck.

Wenjie leaned back slightly, dodging the sharp blade.

"Wait!" Andy shouted.

Awen glared at Wenjie hatefully, but the dagger didn't get any closer.

"Who said that killing me would destroy the system?!" Wenjie asked again.

His voice was calm and his demeanor imposing; he didn't seem like someone who had been taken hostage at all.

Andy lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "That's most likely the case! Another possibility is that if I kill you, everything related to the system will be destroyed."

After saying that, she turned her face away and looked at Awen.

Awen stared blankly at Andy, never having considered this possibility.

They thought that even if they killed Wenjie, the system would still exist, and they would have to endure its torment. His lips moved slightly:

"Everything related to the system? You mean the patch carrier?"

Andy bit his lip and said, "Yes, a 100-bit patch carrier."

"It's a 101-bit patch carrier," Wenjie corrected.

Awen silently looked at Wenjie and said, "The system always maintains 100 patch carriers. If one fails, a new patch carrier will be found to fill the gap."

You are number 101, and since this number was issued, number 001 has remained vacant.

Moreover, the system changes according to your subconscious...

Therefore, we've always suspected that the key to unlocking the system's secrets is you.

This metaphor is good; Wenjie suddenly felt valued.

He smiled and said, "Since that's the case, you still dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that if I die, you'll all die too!"

"Actually, for me personally, it's not that I necessarily want to take your life. I just want your mind to stop."

"The system won't function unless you have clear logical thinking." Andy pursed his lips slightly and said casually.

At this moment, she and Awen probably thought they had the situation under control, which is why they were so negligent.

I said everything I should and shouldn't have said, without trying to hide anything.

There are only two possible outcomes: either they kill Wenjie, or they cripple Wenjie.

If you want to be absolutely sure, the second option is more reliable.

Upon hearing these words, Wenjie, recalling his recent misfortunes, suddenly changed his expression and said sternly:
"Andy, I'm asking you, what's your relationship with An Ran? Did you order her to poison him?"

My computer broke down, so I'm typing on my phone. I've only managed 2200 words in two hours…

(End of this chapter)