Chapter 16: Gift (Thanks to the Alliance Leader 'Rain Immortal Qitian')

Opening his eyes, he didn't see an unfamiliar ceiling.

But the smiling face of the Lu family's youngest, dragging snot, grinning, turning back and shouting: "Mom, Second Brother is awake, awake!"

The familiar smell of disinfectant floated in the air, and the corridor was noisy.

Ji Jue looked around in a daze, discovering that this was a hospital room. On the bedside table next to him, the third child was still tearfully doing homework, having no time to cry.

Then, he saw Lu Ma's anxious face, as if she had stayed up all night, never resting.

Ji Jue tried to recall how he was sent here, and then discovered that his head was throbbing, not just from the lack of spiritual quality, but more importantly, from drinking.

God knows how much he drank last night.

Now recalling that chaotic night yesterday, it felt like a lifetime ago. The only thing he remembered was someone on the wine table, while he was vomiting wildly, patting his shoulder, laughing until they were leaning back and forth:

"This Ji Ji is just weak."

"Come, let's have another, sister will teach you how to be a man~"

"Still breathing, it's okay, if you're not dead you can still drink, come, show me!"

Coming back to his senses, Ji Jue was stunned.

So the criminals couldn't kill him, but the people from the Security Bureau sent him to the hospital?

Is there any justice left? Is there any law?!

"Ji Jue, tell me the truth."

Lu Ma's expression was gloomy, pulling his ear, asking coldly: "What did you do last night? I'm telling you, think clearly before you speak, 'Little Dog' has already confessed everything."

"Ah?!"

Ji Jue was dumbfounded, looking at Lu Feng, who was bruised and painted with iodine behind Lu Ma, trying to be stubborn: "Uh, that, it seems like I drank a bit too much, later I remember... hiss, Lu Ma I was wrong, I was wrong, lighter, lighter!"

"Still daring to lie!!!"

Lu Ma roared like a lion, deafening, slapping the back of his head directly: "Officer Wen already told me! That bastard 'Little Dog' took you drinking and fighting!!

If it weren't for the fact that it could be considered 'brave for a just cause', I would have gone to the police station today to kowtow and ask them to write a letter of understanding! And you were covering for him!"

"Ah? Oh oh! It seems like that!"

Ji Jue looked at Lu Feng, who was winking, and couldn't help but wipe cold sweat: I thought you knew that Brother Feng killed and slaughtered in someone's nightclub alone yesterday and wiped out the criminal organization.

"Yes yes, it was all Brother Feng's doing!"

He started shedding tears and snot, starting to shift the blame: "I'm innocent, Lu Ma, you can't blame me!"

Lu Feng killed everyone, and Lu Feng, that dog thing, collected all the heads. At most, he helped wipe the surveillance records, and by the way, stepped on the truck's gas pedal twice. Besides that, the snake that was killed didn't look like a protected animal.

Rounding it off, isn't it none of my business!

Lu Ma was soft-hearted after all, especially toward the 'good child' Ji Jue. The rolling pin, mop stick, and broom usually used to deal with 'Little Dog' couldn't be used. Even the two slaps on the back of the head were mostly on the neck, weak and powerless. It didn't show the fierce dominance of crushing tires with bare hands at all.

Seeing Ji Jue knew his mistakes and promised never to do it again, his attitude softened a lot. After a fierce scolding, she slowly said: "The doctor said, in your condition, you need to stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days. These few days, you stay here honestly for me, don't go anywhere, you know?"

"Ah?" Ji Jue was dumbfounded: "I'm already fine, look, jumping around, wait, Lu Ma, wait a moment."

Opposition was useless. There is a kind of sickness in the world called 'your mom thinks you are sick'. Lu Ma is also a mom, and when she is stubborn, she is even scarier than a mom. She didn't let Ji Jue pay a cent for the hospitalization and examination. Not only that, she had to go home, kill the chicken, and boil it to nourish Ji Jue. As for 'Little Dog' who was drooling beside her... the rebellious son only gets chicken bones!

"Quite lively, huh."

A tall figure leaned against the door, fingers knocking on the hospital room door, looking in with a half-smile. Seeing that familiar motorcycle jacket and riding gear couldn't help but make Ji Jue's scalp numb again.

Wen Wen!

"Sorry to bother you," she said with a smile: "I'm here to take a statement, it will be quick."

Lu Ma held her hand and thanked her profusely, not to mention. After everyone else went out, she slowly dragged a chair over, crossed her legs and sat down, pulling out a can of beer like magic and handing it over:

"Sober up?"

Seeing Ji Jue's face turn white as if he was about to vomit, she shook her head helplessly, opened one herself, finished half the bottle, hiccuped, and sighed: "Little Student Ji, your drinking capacity is not very good, you still need to practice."

That needs practice, otherwise who can compare to you, a wine vat turned into a spirit!

Ji Jue muttered in his heart, observing her words and expressions, tentatively greeting: "Wen... Supervisor?"

"Why be so polite? The Security Bureau's position is not convenient to be made public outside, just call me Sister Wen, there are not so many rules."

Wen Wen leaned on the chair, waving her hand indifferently: "Don't worry, I know what you young people are worried about. The field report and investigation have already come out, it has nothing to do with you two. Everything at the Security Bureau has been handled. You brothers just pretend nothing happened and live your lives peacefully."

"Oh my, then thank you very much!"

Ji Jue was overjoyed, wishing he could crawl up and kowtow to the big sister. Sister has a broad bosom, she definitely won't care about his little muttering just now.

It's just...

After stammering for a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "That, just, those people... what on earth is going on? Could it be vampires or..."

"Blood-thirst disease, in the hospital, hmm, in the numbering of a certain hospital, it is a plague virus with a social threat level of 109. Hmm, if I tell you about the Nine Evils of Goodness now, your brain will definitely be confused, just treat it as a kind of zombie vampire infectious disease."

Wen Wen said indifferently: "Someone is secretly spreading this virus in Yacheng to make trouble. The people who attacked you are basically its infected."

"A large part of them will see a doctor after getting sick, some will hide in fear, and others... will think this is a benefit given by heaven, and even want to use it to do something. The result, you have seen it all. Falling into beasts, ugly and unaware, living as someone else's puppet, and after death, not even having a whole corpse, turning into a sacrifice."

Ji Jue swallowed his saliva, his whole body bristling.

Not to mention why such a ghostly thing only ranks 109, whether there are 108 more hanging ghost things in front, just the fact that blood-thirst disease is artificially spread in Yacheng is enough to make his butt burn and want to immediately urge Lu Ma and the others to move and run away.

"Don't worry, just wait for discharge with peace of mind, go to school when you should, go to work when you should, live your life as you should."

Wen Wen grinned, smiling dashingly: "Although the investigation progress cannot be told to outsiders, the dog cubs of the Dragon Sacrifice Society won't be able to hide for long. Just these few days, after I smash that dog thing into ashes, it will be fine."

Speaking of this, her smile became meaningful: "Of course, if you are worried and want to participate in it yourself, I don't mind."

"Don't don't don't, I am a big, big piece of trash! With no strength to truss a chicken, participating will only make the Security Bureau's rice expensive, so I won't trouble you." Ji Jue shook his head frantically, like a rattle.

"Is that so? That's a pity."

Saying it's a pity, but in reality, Wen Wen didn't seem to care, not even delving into the ability and weirdness he showed last night, just patting his shoulder.

"Since you are sick, rest well... By the way, this is for you, just take it as a souvenir."

Saying that, she took a sealed bag out of her pocket and threw it casually on Ji Jue's bedside. With a crisp sound, it shook Ji Jue's eyelids.

He took a look, stunned, rubbed his eyes, and looked again, but no matter how he looked, what was in that transparent sealed bag seemed to be a lady's watch.

And, it seems, perhaps, seems, maybe it is... the 'Red Wing' that Zhu Hong was wearing on her wrist last night?

5.1 million?!

The moment this transaction number appeared in his brain, Ji Jue felt like he had been electrocuted, his ears buzzing: "This, this, this... is it appropriate?"

He looked at Wen Wen in a daze, starting to suspect, this woman wouldn't covet his beauty, right? Or, is his brain broken?

But this is 5.1 million...

So much money!

Enough for 100 Ji Jues to grow up from orphans, enough for 7 Ji Jues to pay off the Tianmen University student loan at once, enough for 1 Ji Jue to sell it and change to a large sea-view apartment in the city, buy a Cosmic Mustang he could only wipe before, no, don't buy a car, use this money to buy a storefront to rent out, and he could become a noble upper-class person in the city.

Then... is it too late for him to kowtow now, offer himself, and be a cow or horse?

He was silent, his eyes feeling stuck. For a long time, he just wanted to slap himself twice, take back his gaze, and wave his hand, "I can't take this, really."

Take it away quickly, I will really regret it.

Don't say it.

Wen Wen was not surprised by this, nor did she care.

This was what the people from the police station collected after finishing the scene, according to 'convention', 'filial piety' offered up. Of course, it wasn't just this much, and they even subsidized a lot, hoping she would raise her hand high and not implicate too widely.

I don't know what kind of killing maniac she was rumored to be outside, but anyway, she didn't intend to let go of any of the chickens that should be killed. As for the monkeys that didn't get involved in this matter, if they could learn to be obedient, she naturally wouldn't go to kill their whole family.

Don't touch what shouldn't be touched. It's best if you can learn to be obedient with this kind of truth.

"Relax, anyway, if you don't want it, it will be taken by that bunch of trash to sell for money, might as well give it to you.

Just take it as... compensation for the victim. Besides, didn't you also fight against evil forces?"

Wen Wen patted his shoulder, her smile strange: "Especially that famous quote, it's truly deafening. My colleagues heard about it and expressed their admiration."

"Don't say it, I beg you, don't say it."

Ji Jue just wanted to hold his head with both hands, dig a hole in the bed and drill down, preferably digging to the center of the earth, shouting in despair: "I was possessed, that wasn't me, really! I'm usually not that chuunibyou!"

"Whether you are chuunibyou or not doesn't matter, but I really like that sentence."

Wen Wen's expression gradually became serious, "Ji Jue—these days, it's too rare to be able to awaken autonomously without relying on secret rituals and be chosen by heaven. There are not many like you.

But besides you, I have seen too many chosen ones who think they are above everything."

"Some people are high-spirited at first, feeling they have power and can do anything, but after suffering setbacks, they gradually become extreme. Finally, they say things like 'I had no choice', 'for the sake of others and the future', and then walk onto a dark road to a dead end.

Others run toward a dead end from the beginning, living well themselves, but not letting others live.

In the end, they harm others and themselves, causing endless trouble..."

Wen Wen told him word by word: "So, they are all dead."

"..."

Ji Jue wanted to say something but stopped, really wanting to ask some detailed questions, but looking at her expression that was calm to the point of indifference, it seemed that many questions already had answers.

No need to ask anymore.

"Don't forget what you said, Ji Jue, and don't do bad things relying on your ability."

Wen Wen lifted her hand, shaking that exquisite fist at him, telling him: "Don't be like them."

In the silence, Ji Jue looked at her white palms, slender fingers, and that 'little fist' that seemed to have no lethality, swallowing his saliva dryly.

Nodding frantically, obedient as a chicken.

"Very good, then I didn't make a wasted trip."

Wen Wen pushed the chair away, waving goodbye to him: "Goodbye, Student Ji Jue, I wish you to become someone who can achieve something."

Ji Jue subconsciously wanted to get up to see her off, but hearing her last words, he was stunned on the spot, nodding seriously, telling her: "I will."

And so, Wen Wen laughed.

Turning and leaving.

For a time, in the empty hospital room, only Ji Jue was left, along with the ticking sound from the table.

Inside the sealed bag, the gift that had long been cleaned and tidied up by a specialist was still operating unhurriedly, the time running as usual.

Waiting for the pity and care of its new owner.

But Ji Jue held it in his hand, and besides joy, he couldn't help but start to have a headache.

5 million! 5 million!

He had never seen so much money in his life. Now, as long as he carries it in his pocket and walks through the black market, he will have everything... well, it's definitely impossible to have it. Without purchase records and matching packaging, he will definitely be ruthlessly slaughtered by middlemen for the price difference. Selling it for one-third is already burning high incense.

Maybe he won't get to eat the meat and will be targeted by thieves, causing endless trouble.

He wouldn't keep it and wear it himself, right?

Wait, he already has one. If he wears another one, will Brother Watch be jealous? Besides, a poor person like him, even if he wears it, will be treated as a replica, and no one will take it seriously.

Wait... maybe this is not bad?

He subconsciously lifted his head, looking outside the door, in the direction where the heavy footsteps came.

A burly and sturdy woman was carrying a full thermos in one hand, and a large bag of snacks and supplements in the other, walking toward the hospital room.

Even though she still had bandages on her head, she always had a smile on her face, as if no suffering could defeat her.

"Lu Ma?"

Ji Jue also laughed, lifting his hand: "Brother Feng and I saved money to buy a small gift for you... Oh, it's not expensive, look, it looks flashy, very cheap, you just wear it, try it quickly."

"Good, finally know how to please me?"

Lu Ma put down the things, pinched Ji Jue's face unhappily, and took it over casually, "Don't think that selling cuteness means it's okay, you still have to stay in the hospital... Don't always get these things, wasting money."

She was still muttering, but when she compared it on her wrist, she couldn't help but beam with joy.

Wearing it on the thinnest part of her sturdy wrist, after moving it twice, she felt that such an exquisite thing didn't match her: "Do you think it's appropriate?"

"Of course it's appropriate."

Ji Jue leaned on the bed, looking at her smiling face and happy appearance.

"More appropriate than anyone else."

Ah ah ah ah, stuck in writing, seeing the few remaining drafts decreasing rapidly, and I can't write a single word, I have an urge to grab the dog food from the dog, updating is so scary, woo woo woo woo woo woo... ===== CHAPTER 17 =====