Soul Patch

Chapter 265

Wenjie's question was based on the following: the first point is obvious, they all share the surname An.

Secondly, Andy just said that they wanted to destroy his normal thinking.

What does it mean to make someone abnormal? To turn them into a madman, an idiot, or a moron?

If that kind of drug damages brain neurons, a person will be close to developing dementia...

After hearing this, Andy looked at Awen with a puzzled expression.

Ah Wen was clearly unaware of this, and his gaze back at her was also full of doubt.

Andy looked at Wenjie blankly: "I do have a distant cousin named An Ran... but we haven't been in touch for many years."

So... I don't understand what you're talking about!

Wenjie narrowed his eyes, focusing his gaze on Andy's face for a moment.

He nodded thoughtfully, then shook his head.

Andy and Awen were getting a little flustered by his question.

After a moment of confusion, Awen frowned slightly and said something to Andy.

All you could see was his mouth opening and closing, but you couldn't hear any sound.

Andy stared at his lips, trying to decipher what he was going to say.

But clearly the two didn't have that kind of understanding. Andy shrugged and mouthed to Awen, "What? What did you say?"
Wenjie chuckled inwardly, glancing at the dagger hanging down to his chest.

He suddenly slammed his head against Awen's head. With a loud thud, Awen felt a sharp pain and saw stars. The dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a "crack," and he fell backward.

Wenjie caught the dagger and mimicked Andy's nonchalant tone, saying, "What, you don't want the knife anymore?"

Having said that, he deftly spun the dagger 90 degrees in his palm, then suddenly thrust his arm forward, pushing and stabbing...

The knife tip pierced Awen's chest, and with a "plop," blood spurted out.

Awen was struck on the head and fell backward due to inertia. Before he could regain his balance, he was unexpectedly stabbed again.

Before the terror in his eyes could even fully form, his features contorted in agony.

"what"

"Plop~"

Awen froze, fell to the ground, and clutched his injured chest tightly with both hands.

Andy stared blankly at the scene before him, not even having a chance to warn Awen to "be careful," when a knife flashed and the man was taken down.

"what!"

A scream rang out...

Andy covered his mouth, his eyes filled with horror.

Her eyes were fixed on Wenjie, and she involuntarily took a few steps back towards the door.

Wenjie frowned, thinking to himself: This belated scream is really noisy...

This gives me a headache!
I really don't know where these two got their confidence to dare to hold him hostage with a knife so rashly.

He glanced back at Awen on the ground. Awen's injuries weren't serious, and he struggled to sit up.

Seeing Wenjie looking in his direction, he leaned against the computer desk and swayed as he straightened up: "Come on! I don't plan to leave here alive today!"

As he spoke, Awen turned around and turned on the window next to the computer desk.

Wenjie gave him a cold look for a moment, wondering to himself: What does this guy want to do?

Are you trying to drag me off a building?
Given his current situation... unless he's insane, he wouldn't think he could force me to fall from the building.

Wenjie's gaze swept over Awen's resolute face, then turned to Andy.

Andy...

Where is Andy?

Wenjie looked towards where Andy had just been, but did not see Andy.

Andy took the opportunity to escape from the room!
He turned his gaze back to Awen, only to find that Awen did not show the resentment and helplessness that one would feel for being abandoned by their companions.

On the contrary... on the contrary, he looked calm.

It seems this was all planned by the two of them!
It seems these two have another purpose for their trip.

Wenjie's eyes searched the room, and soon his gaze fell on the notebook on the desk.

Then, he smiled knowingly.

Awen didn't understand what that smile meant. He suddenly lunged at the desk, grabbed the notebook, and threw it out the window.

The notebook was quite thick; when thrown, it flew straight towards the window.

Wenjie was already mentally prepared, so he strode forward and pulled back the curtain.

The curtains were like a giant net, and the notebook landed perfectly inside.

He reached out and tugged at the curtain, causing it to swing up and down, tossing the notebook high into the air.

Wenjie steadily took the notebook, glanced at the title page, and tucked it into his clothes.

He raised his leg and kicked at Awen, unleashing a series of sweeping kicks. Awen dodged left and right, and unknowingly retreated to the corner of the wall.

The two engaged in a martial arts contest in the room. Wenjie had not received systematic training, so his punches and kicks lacked structure but were agile and unpredictable.

Judging from his skills, Ah Wen does have some basic abilities. To be able to hold off him for more than ten minutes despite his injury is quite impressive in terms of stamina and endurance.

As time went on, Wenjie's attacks became increasingly ruthless, targeting Awen's vital points time and time again... Awen, whose strength was gradually waning, could only dodge.

One side advanced cautiously, while the other struggled to defend... The outcome was obvious.

Perhaps Wenjie's successful sneak attack had already secured the victory, and Awen's struggles and resistance were merely prolonging the time until that outcome arrived.

Seeing Awen kneeling on the ground, spitting blood, Wenjie finally stopped punching him.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, wiping his face with his hand, and said somewhat angrily, "Stop pretending, you can't beat me. What level is your basic skill?"

Awen's lips twitched slightly: "Level 2."

His teeth were stained with blood, and he looked horribly injured when he spoke.

In fact, his injuries were far more severe.

“I’m level three, so you can’t beat me in a one-on-one fight.” The fight had taken a toll on Wenjie’s energy, so he sat down to rest for a while before his breathing gradually calmed down.

He pulled a notebook from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, and asked with a gloomy face, "What do you need this for?"

"..."

Awen lay motionless on the ground and did not respond to him.

Wenjie yelled at him, "Get out!"

After hearing this, Awen was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Wenjie not to kill him. In his mind, the Alliance and the man in front of him were sworn enemies.

They hunted down, assassinated, and killed this man countless times, while he directly or indirectly killed several of them.

The conflict between the two sides had escalated to the point where it could not be resolved through other means, and they were determined to fight to the death.

As a result, Wenjie casually said "Get lost" and intended to let him go.

Awen got up in a daze and stared at Wenjie for a while.

He was making sure the man wasn't playing a trick on him, and that he wouldn't be shot in the back the moment he stepped out the door, dying without knowing why.

Wenjie glared at him: "What are you looking at? Waiting for me to take you?"

"..."

Awen sheepishly withdrew his gaze and limped towards the door. He opened the door and saw Andy returning from downstairs.

Andy waited downstairs for a while, but didn't see the notebook thrown down. She thought to herself: Oh no, their plan has probably been discovered.

She ran back as fast as she could and bumped into the injured Awen.

He stepped forward to help Awen up, and seeing his dejected expression, he seemed to understand what had just happened in the room.

"He didn't intend to kill us, right?"

"..."

Ah Wen closed his eyes sadly and said nothing.

He is a software engineer, and in the league, he is one of the best in terms of both basic skills and system research.

He devised and implemented a scheme that uses the telepathic connection between the three triplets via patch carriers to receive and transmit the dynamics of the networked system and understand the operating rules of the system.

This established his position in the league, and Lord Ra's father regarded him as a confidant.

Now, he has become a defeated opponent of Wenjie, a humiliation that has made him lose face.

Andy understood what the usually arrogant Awen was thinking at this moment, so she changed the subject and said:
“Awen, I think he shares the same goal as us.”

These words did make Awen feel a little better. He squinted at Andy and fell into thought.

If they share the same goal, they can temporarily form an alliance.

Even if you're temporarily teamed up, you're still teammates. Among teammates, winning or losing isn't that important, at least not compared to their shared goal.

Andy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Maybe, we..."

Before they could finish speaking, the door behind them opened with a snap.

A voice came from behind the door: "Come in if you've thought it through!"

It's Wenjie.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with complex emotions, but none of them were as intense as their desire to break free from the system, untie the binding, and regain their freedom.

The two quickly put aside their prejudices and nodded vigorously.

When they entered the room again, they were not as confident as the first time, and they walked into the room with trepidation.

This is somewhat ironic: when thieves break into people's homes, they act without any fear. Now that they are welcomed by the homeowner, they become timid and hesitant.

In the second bedroom, Wenjie sat casually in a chair and glanced at Andy and Awen who had come in.

The two stood at the door with their heads bowed, looking like reserved guests.

This made Wenjie want to laugh a little.

His gaze fell on Andy, but something else came to mind.

This matter also held great weight in his heart.

"Andy..."

He called out seemingly casually.

"Huh?" Andy looked up at Wenjie, waiting for his reply.

Wenjie looked at her with a half-smile, which made her feel a little uneasy.

Suddenly, Andy seemed to remember something: "You mean the poisoning? It wasn't me... I really didn't instruct An Ran to poison her. I haven't been in contact with her for many years."

As she spoke, she waved her hand hastily, trying to make her words seem more credible.

Wenjie raised his hand and waved it, signaling her to stop.

I didn't ask that.

Wenjie snorted and stared at Andy again.

Andy was completely stunned and turned to look at Awen.

Ah Wen stared straight ahead as soon as he entered, but his eyes were unfocused and vacant.

"Wen!" Andy tugged at him, wanting him to give her a hint, because she really couldn't figure out what Wenjie was asking.

Wenjie crossed his legs and put them on the table, fiddling with his notebook in his hand.

Andy's gaze shifted downwards and landed on the notebook.

"Ah! You're asking why we fought over this notebook today, right? When Awen was trying to understand the system's operating rules, he thought this system was so complex, with states alone divided into normal mode, safe mode, warning mode, single-player mode, network mode..."

This system is so complex, it must have a design concept and design drawings.

If the system is related to you, those manuscripts are probably with you.

After Andy finished speaking, she looked at Awen, who nodded in her gaze.

He turned to Wenjie and said, "Yes, it's my guess, and it has nothing to do with Andy!"

Wenjie nodded slightly: "Now that I know you're here for the laptop, is there any need to ask this?"
You must be looking for the same laptop as me.

Wenjie smiled helplessly: "But this notebook doesn't seem to have anything special about it. That's not what I want to ask. How did you and Tie Hanhan complete the last mission?"

Andy said the answer was downstairs.

Who is waiting downstairs?
Upon hearing this, An Ran's eyes widened suddenly, revealing a look of confusion.

But soon, she smiled, revealing her neat, white teeth: "This...?"

Wenjie nodded slightly, meaning: Yes, that's it. I'd like to hear more about it.

Andy lowered his eyes: "Actually, I didn't do anything."

Going back 12 years, it was five or six in the morning. We didn't know the time of the incident, but Tie Hanhan just waited on that road.

After I finished eating, I bought him a meal, and that's how it went until evening. We got impatient waiting, so we released the refactoring patch…

It actually succeeded!

Andy laughed as he spoke. Wen hadn't asked about this before, so after hearing it, he and Wenjie exchanged a glance, both looking completely bewildered.

what's the situation?
I've never heard of completing system tasks this way.

Wenjie pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and he said, "Andy, your current boyfriend is..."

An Ran looked at Wen Jie with admiration, clapped her hands, and said, "Looks like you guessed it! Jia Song!"

Jia Song!

It really was Jia Song!
Wenjie was thrilled, seemingly even more so than when he found a girlfriend!
Jia Song survived!

Awen looked at Andy's slightly flushed face and suddenly realized, "Back then, Jia Song saw you and fell in love with you, so he gave up those evil deeds!"

"More or less!" Andy said, stroking his rosy cheeks. "I didn't know any of that at the time."

Later, in M ​​City, he met Jia Song, who had already achieved great success, and he…

After Andy finished speaking, his face turned a little red again.

“He pursued you romantically and passionately, and you eventually agreed to be his girlfriend,” Wenjie teased.

"How did you pursue her? By sending flowers? By having a candlelight dinner?" Awen pressed, showing none of the restraint he had when he first entered the house.

"Hey... what's going on with you guys? Wenjie, shouldn't you be thanking me? Your mistake back then caused such a huge disaster and affected so many people's life trajectories!"
"If I hadn't helped you correct your life trajectory, your life would be even worse!" An Ran said smugly, tilting her chin up.

Wenjie suppressed his smile, gave An Ran a deep look, and said seriously, "Thank you!"

Andy was a little taken aback to hear a grown man express his gratitude to her so emotionally.

She quickly waved her hand, "Hey, I was just saying, don't make such a big deal out of it..."

Wenjie's expression remained unchanged, thinking to himself: Hatred solves nothing!

Typing on a phone is so slow!
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