Girl, you form the head.

Chapter 49 What does it mean to lose your father?
"That lawyer?!" Joong-ki's eyes were practically spitting fire. "Kikrin?! Didn't he promise not to leak the information to anyone?"

“But, but he just called to inform us, and then Old Cat was killed.” Sakura said in a low voice, “Besides him, I can’t think of anyone else who could leak the information so quickly.”

Song Joong-ki narrowed his eyes.

Even he sensed something was amiss. Why would that idiot lawyer dare to leak information and then come back to assure them he hadn't? Wasn't that a self-contradictory and foolish act? If not, they wouldn't have even noticed this nobody.

However, there is another point that is more important than this.

“Even if he leaked the information, it should have been to Bai Chi,” Zhong Ji said. “But why was that knight who appeared out of nowhere the one at the scene?!”

Sakura was taken aback: "You mean... Bai Chi is that knight?"

“No, he can’t be that knight. There’s not a single special particle on him, but he must be related to that knight.” Zhongji paced back and forth. “Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? He’s just an ordinary policeman, yet he always manages to appear in the right place at the right time and receive all the spoils from that knight. It can’t be such a coincidence, it can’t be.”

Sakura also thought that Nakamoto's words made sense, but he was still a little puzzled: "But why did he do that?"

"I don't care what their motives are!!" Zhongqi roared at Sakura, "Am I in a Japanese literature class? Why should I be speculating about their motives? Whatever their motives are, they're in cahoots and they're targeting us right now. Isn't that enough for you to know?!"

"Enough, enough." Sakura lowered her head, her forehead covered in sweat.

Song-ki stopped in his tracks, feeling his mind becoming increasingly clear.

He should have realized it sooner: that idiot cop and that idiot knight were in cahoots, which would explain all the previous problems.

So the question now is, what should we do next?

Judging from their current actions, these two guys are after the pharmaceutical company, but what exactly they're after is still unknown. It can't be that they're just bursting with a sense of justice and thinking of destroying their experiments.

There are no such bad people in this world.

Joong-ki's head began to throb, the old wound that hadn't healed, combined with the deep thinking he was doing, seemed to be draining his mental energy, causing him unspeakable pain.

The problem now is that he doesn't know what those two guys are after, so he can't come up with a targeted strategy. And after today's incident, they'll be facing not only those two guys, but also significant pressure from public opinion. However, his father will likely intervene in that regard…

Damn it, what are those two guys here for?
Just as Zhongji was in great pain, Sakura stammered, "Um, young master..."

"If you fart, let it go!"

“Yes,” Sakura said. “Actually, after that lawyer, Kikkari, called me this afternoon, I checked Bai Chi’s information again.”

“Haven’t we already checked his information?” After the Ito Kou incident, Nakagi had Sakura investigate Shirachi, but the information they got was not very valuable. All they knew was that he grew up in an orphanage and had excellent grades at the police academy. “What could be so special about an orphan who doesn’t even know who his parents are?”

When talking about orphans, Song-ki emphasized his words heavily, as if that would severely belittle Bai-chi.

“That’s right, but before he went to the orphanage, he was involved in a very strange case.” Sakura said, opening her phone and handing it to Joong-ki. “You can take a look.”

Zhongji frowned as he took the phone, and after quickly glancing at the contents, his eyes narrowed immediately.

"The vanished girl... the red mist..." Zhongji murmured, "So that's it. His target was that thing? But that doesn't make sense. What's his relationship with this little girl named Ni Xue?"

“We have absolutely no connection, at least that’s what the records say,” Sakura said. “If I had to say something, they were just childhood friends?”

Song Joong-ki was so angry he laughed: "A little boy who was only three or four years old at the time, would still remember a six-year-old girl who had an accident? Do you think that's possible?"

"This……"

“But this is a good starting point.” Zhongji’s tone changed. “If this information is really true, then he must be after Subject 0. I see, everything makes sense now. Although we still don’t know the situation with that knight, knowing his purpose makes things much easier. You did a good job.”

Sakura breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of asking Joong-ki what he planned to do, he asked, "Then what about that lawyer? We don't have clear evidence that it was him..."

"Do we need evidence to do things?" Song Joong-ki waved his hand impatiently. "Go and take care of it."

Sakura immediately lowered her head: "I understand."

……

Ju Feng looked at the exquisite food in front of him, but couldn't muster any appetite.

Having just returned home from the hospital, her father, Julin, immediately went into the kitchen, as if nothing had happened. He didn't mention the hospital at all, but silently served her a table of dishes she had been longing for.

But their silence could not last forever.

After an unknown amount of time, Ju Feng heard Ju Lin let out a heavy sigh: "You still can't figure it out?"

Ju Feng remained silent.

Julin put down his knife and fork: "Alright, it seems I was too harsh with you just now. Let's start over, this time let's talk properly."

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

“I still stand by these views, Xiaofeng. I know you don’t agree, but they are the truth right in front of us,” Julin said earnestly. “You always misunderstand that I’m looking down on those people, but I swear, I’m not. I’m just stating the facts objectively.”

Ju Feng looked into Ju Lin's eyes: "If what you're saying is true, then before becoming a lawyer, weren't you even human?"

"Yes, I wasn't even human back then."

Ju Feng was stunned, clearly not expecting her father to acknowledge her.

“Are you surprised? I’m even belittling myself.” Julin laughed, but there was a hint of bitterness in the smile. “But as I just said, this is the truth of the world. I only realized this much later. Before that, I was always an idealist, especially when I first became a lawyer. I was passionate about representing vulnerable groups who needed legal aid. I hoped to see smiles on their faces… how should I put it, to put it more sentimentally, I hoped to see smiles on their faces.”

Ju Feng had never heard her father talk about his youth; as far back as she could remember, her father was already the way he was now.

"What, you don't quite believe it?" Julin said calmly. "Yeah, how could someone who's helping a cult with a lawsuit be a good person when he was young? He must have been rotten from birth."

"I didn't say that."

“I just thought you would think that way, but it doesn’t matter, I think that way myself,” Julin said. “Many times, when I look at myself in the mirror, I feel dazed and wonder if the self I remember is fake.”

"When did you become like this?" "When your mother passed away."

Ju Feng's body stiffened for a moment: "Mother?"

Do you remember how your mother died?

"She died of illness." Ju Feng blurted out these words subconsciously, then a sense of foreboding flashed through her mind, and her eyes widened. "Could it be...?"

"It seems you've already guessed." Julin nodded slightly, then said softly, "When I was in the hospital, the reason I used those people as examples wasn't because I was condescending or bullying, but because it was something I experienced firsthand. Your mother was already very ill then, and I used all my connections to finally get her an appointment with a specialist in this field, and then..."

At this point, Julin paused for a moment, then picked up the red wine beside him and took a small sip, as if trying to suppress something with the alcohol.

“When the time came, I took your mother to the hospital. I thought she would get better, but the doctor suddenly refused to see her.”

"Why?!" Ju Feng asked urgently, "Is it revenge from our enemies?"

“Enemies? No, I was just a small-time lawyer back then, where would I have any enemies?” Julin shook his head. “The reason is not complicated, it’s just that the doctor needed to diagnose another patient first.”

"Another patient?" Ju Feng suddenly realized something. "Yes, is he some important person?"

“No, not really,” Julin said. “She’s not a big shot at all; her job is just as a hostess.”

"What makes a bar hostess so capable of..."

"What if she hooked up with a rich guy?"

Ju Feng froze.

Julin took another sip of wine before continuing, "Your mother and I met in college. We passed the bar exam together, became lawyers together, and supported each other through the toughest times. I dare say that 99% of the people in this world are not as hardworking or as wonderful as her. But she died because of an illness that wasn't very serious to begin with, which dragged on until there was nothing that could be done, taking away her last hope. She was just a hostess who became a mistress. And that hostess didn't have any serious illness at all. When your mother was dying, I saw her walking out arm in arm with that old man, laughing and joking."

Ju Feng was speechless; her hands were gripping her thighs so tightly that her pants were almost torn.

“It was from that moment that I understood. Kindness and ideals are useless. It’s all about lawsuits and work anyway. Helping the poor only gets you a thank you. Even if they kneel down and kowtow to you in gratitude, it’s still just a thank you.” Julin said softly, “But it’s different with the rich. At least… you’ll never be like your mother again, and that’s enough.”

Having said that, Julin lost interest in eating any more, stood up, and walked towards her room.

He stopped in front of the door: "Actually, you don't need to think too much about it. In the end, it's just an ordinary job. I haven't done anything illegal or criminal. I'm just handling cases for those guys based on the information they gave me. You don't need to know or get involved in these things at all. I don't need you to take over my job in the future. You can just do what you want to do."

He paused.

"If you want to continue being friends with that girl named Yan Le, that's fine, I understand. That girl's personality is really like your mother's, she must be having a hard time too, you can help her more."

“Yanle’s sister was very likely harmed by the New World Society, and she’s still paralyzed in bed,” Jufeng said in a low voice. “Are you still asking me to use the money you earned from the New World Society to help her?”

“You have these concerns because I still have money,” Julin said. “If I didn’t have money, you wouldn’t even be able to help her, understand?”

After saying that, Julin pushed open the door and went into his room, leaving Jufeng alone in the dining room.

Ju Feng's body trembled uncontrollably.

She didn't understand what was right.

Can you tell me, Mom?

Just then, she heard a muffled thud coming from her father's room.

Her heart skipped a beat. Without thinking, she rushed towards her father's room. The moment the door was flung open, all she saw was a shattered window and her father's figure lying in a pool of blood.

"dad!"

……

"What are you thinking about?" Ruri asked.

“I’m thinking, if we were to face Zhongji again, would it be better to use you or Yan Le?” Bai Chi said in a deep voice. “If you were to use you, you could detect the movement of that invisible monster, but your damage is too low. Even if you detect it, you might not be able to break through it. As for Yan Le, he has enough strength, but he might not be able to find the location of those guys. Moreover, the Blazing Knight Kick is not like the Shadow Mist Knight Lance; it can only kick once. Once it misses, it has no combat ability.”

Bai Chi couldn't think of an optimal solution for the time being, so he asked Liu Li Hui, "Do you have any good ideas?"

"We'll talk about that later. When I asked you what you were thinking, I was asking you... what kind of room did you book!" In the completely unobstructed single room, Ruri pointed with exasperation at the bathroom behind her, which was made entirely of transparent glass, and the various amenities that you only see on late-night TV channels. "Do you think this is a proper place?!"

"Is there a problem?" Bai Chi looked around. "I think it's fine."

It's great, my foot!

Ruri is no longer the clueless young girl she once was. Especially after learning how to use the internet, she now knows what those strange chairs are for.

That damn sexual harasser!
Ruri took a deep breath, trying to remain calm: "Couldn't you have booked two rooms?"

“There’s not enough money.”

"Where's the money?"

"It was given to Yan Le."

Ruri-e: "???"

What do you mean, "given to Yan Le"?!
I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore.

It was obviously me who came first!
Just as Ruri was in a fit of impotent rage, Bai Chi's phone rang.

He glanced at the screen and saw it was Yan Le, so he answered. After listening for a while, he frowned: "What do you mean your friend's father is gone?"

Liuli Hui was startled.

"Alright," Bai Chi said in a deep voice, "I'm going there now."

(End of this chapter)