Chapter 2282: Chapter 2282: Custom-Built Lover (17)

Fong Yan is the quintessential winner born with a silver spoon, smart and always the model child in other households.

When Fong Yan was ten years old, he had an accident.

After that incident, Fong Yan seemed to become a different person; he was once quite outgoing but turned silent and sullen, with occasional inexplicable outbursts.

The turning point came when an explosion occurred at Katys Hotel.

Fong Yan was stabbed by Jhiang Hai at the time, got injured, and couldn’t escape.

Although he didn’t die, he was severely injured, not only disfigured but also lost an arm.

After Fong Yan was discharged from the hospital, he grew more and more gloomy, and those around him thought it was because of his physical condition.

Fong Yan’s behavior gradually became erratic, recklessly suppressing other companies.

Ultimately, he drew considerable dissatisfaction and hostility, leading others to join forces against him.

In the end, Fong Yan’s fate was rather tragic...

Chuzheng bumped her head into the quilt.

The summary information doesn’t really contain useful insights!

Chuzheng cursed under her breath for a while, then combed her hair back and sat up.

What was the accident when he was ten?

"Ten years old... How old is the Good Person Card now?" Chuzheng clicked on Fong Yan’s profile: "Born in 2095... So, when he was ten, it was 2105."

Chuzheng re-entered the key information.

Garcia, 2105, girl’s photo.

[Searching...]

Chuzheng paced around the room irritably.

Until dawn broke, the searching circles turned into a line of text.

[Encrypted file, infiltration may trigger alert...]

Chuzheng glanced at the file source, TID? What kind of lousy organization is this? Completely unsearchable information...

"Bastard, I want to see this file."

[Aren’t you capable yourself?]

"It’s my first time being artificial intelligence, what if an operation triggers alerts?" Chuzheng said, justifiedly.

This thing seems a bit high-end.

Unlike those defense systems she’s infiltrated before.

This involves the Good Person Card, better be cautious!

There’s a Bastard who’s a safer bet, free labor, why wouldn’t she use it? She’s not stupid!

[...] Do you see me as just a tool?

[Will the lady seriously squander?]

Chuzheng ground her teeth: "Squander!"

[Ten times!]

Chuzheng’s tone was ominous: "Are you looking for death?"

[...] Whimper!! Asking for a favor... and still so arrogant!

Bastard was quick, the file was swiftly transferred to Chuzheng’s side.

The file was all... English? No, wrong, although they’re letters, they don’t form words, what the hell is this gibberish?

"Bastard, what’s going on?"

[That’s how the file contents are.] King’s Account gloated: [Possibly encrypted, come on, lady, crack it!]

King’s Account said it and scurried away.

It didn’t want to be her free tool! Humph! Even systems have dignity!

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng quickly skimmed the file and found two photos.

Both were photos of the girl she had seen, taken at what looked like a school.

Unlike the one in the book, these two were clearly portraits.

Due to the angle issue, the photos were mostly occupied by the girl, making it hard to see which school it was.

Chuzheng pondered the encryption method, but after fiddling some time, she couldn’t solve it.

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"Little Cutie, Little Cutie!!"

Fong Wuye’s voice interrupted Chuzheng; she opened the door to go outside, Fong Wuye was as excited as a puppy.

"Little Cutie, have you missed daddy?"

Chuzheng raised her hand and slapped him.

"Ow..." Fong Wuye held his head: "You... how ungrateful! I’m your dad... Ow!"

Fong Wuye held his head and rushed into Fong Yan’s study, leaning on the table to question: "Just a few days, how have you raised my kid to be like this?!"

Fong Yan: "..."

Chuzheng walked into the study without expression, Fong Wuye backed off and hid behind Fong Yan.

"Little Cutie, hehe." SmILED like an idiot, money, it’s all money... It was originally his, boo hoo.

Chuzheng: "What’s he here for?"

"Of course, he misses you." Fong Wuye replied quickly: "Little Cutie, don’t you miss me?"

"..."

Why would I miss a creep like you.

Fong Wuye’s visit had a serious matter, yesterday Jhiang Hai was sent to Fong Wuye’s place, he came to give results to Fong Yan.

Fong Yan didn’t intend to hide it from Chuzheng, so Fong Wuye spoke directly.

"He had a chip in his head, here, this one." Fong Wuye brought that chip as well.

"Did this cause his death?"

"Yes." Fong Wuye propped his chin thoughtfully: "Putting chips into a person’s head, it’s illegal. What’s the background of this person? Where did you get him from?"

"Remote control?"

"No, it should be a word that activated the chip, just like a machine that carries out the final program then self-destructs."

Fong Yan looked at the chip for a moment: "He mentioned Garcia."

Chuzheng raised an eyebrow, the Good Person Card actually mentioned it himself.

Fong Wuye: "What exactly is Garcia?"

Fong Yan shook his head: "I wish I knew."

Chuzheng: "..." Feeling you yourself don’t know what Garcia is!

A sentence not aligned with socialist core values is here but should it be spoken or not.

"Can the chip provide any clues?"

"Not me, it depends on our kid... Little Cutie." Fong Wuye smiled flatteringly at Chuzheng.

The chip had nothing inside, just lines after lines of gibberish.

Possibly after disposing Jhiang Hai, the chip content was wiped then overloaded with gibberish, unclear how many layers it was.

"Do you guys know TID?"

"TID? What’s that?" Fong Wuye obviously hadn’t heard of it.

Fong Yan also shook his head: "I don’t know."

"I found a file, the source is TID."

"What file?"

"First tell me, who is she?" Chuzheng projected the girl’s photo on the screen.

Fong Yan’s expression slightly froze: "...Sister."

Chuzheng frowned slightly, asked Fong Wuye: "Isn’t he an only child?"

"I don’t know her." Fong Wuye looked perplexed: "Bro, where’d you get a sister? Is your brain broken?"

Fong Yan collected himself, his gaze at Chuzheng contained a few sharp edges: "Where did you find this photo?"

All her information should’ve been destroyed.

He didn’t have any photos of her.

Chuzheng’s honest face: "In the book from your room."

Fong Yan remembered Chuzheng flipping through those books at the Fong house last time.

Those books belonged to his sister...

"Bro, who is she? How come I didn’t know you have a sister?"

Fong Yan rubbed his brow: "She was adopted by Uncle abroad. Later, Uncle left her at our place, you were in the country, so you didn’t know."

"Ah." Fong Wuye was thoroughly bewildered: "But I went to your house every year, why haven’t I seen her?"

"Every New Year and festival, she’d be picked up by Uncle. Counting it up... She only lived at our house for two years."

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