Chapter 1677: Hatred is Just a Passing Cloud

He looked around the room, his gaze filled with lingering attachment.

After years of drifting, he had lived in all sorts of houses, and the environment here could be considered top-tier.

If it were before, he wouldn't have cared what kind of house he lived in; whether the conditions were good or bad wouldn't have mattered.

But now, his body was failing him; even a little dampness or cold would make him feel as if countless tiny insects were gnawing at his body, causing him to roll in pain and leaving him unable to sleep all night.

These were all caused by that dead woman Nianyin—yes, and that old woman Ji Yingjie—he wished he could... he couldn't think about it!

As long as he thought of these two women, he would tremble uncontrollably, and a chill would rise from the bottom of his heart.

Zhu Qingrui's fear of the women of the Ji Family had penetrated his very marrow; let alone revenge, he didn't even dare to think about it!

But deep-seated hatred always needs an outlet; after trembling, he bared his fangs, gnashing his teeth viciously as he cursed: "Shi Youxuan, Sheng Hanyu, may you die a horrible death, may your whole family die a horrible death!"

He wanted to kill Shi Youxuan's entire family to vent his overflowing hatred, but he would never have the chance in this lifetime.

The banking crisis came in wave after wave.

The manager who didn't know what was good for them had their legs broken, the bank went bankrupt, and other banks immediately felt insecure, hurriedly issuing statements to reflect on their own mistakes and thank "Yingzi."

They thanked her for the code she contributed to strengthen their system firewalls.

Banks weren't just sitting ducks; their losses and reputation had to be compensated by someone, and since the whole cause was that thief, investigating and catching the thief became the first priority.

Soon, the thief's identity was uncovered.

It was Zhu Qingrui, the youngest son of the former Minister of Commerce of L Country, Zhu Yiwen, a man who had once subverted the government in L Country!

Once the news broke, the whole world was in an uproar!

There were countless old and new news stories about Zhu Qingrui, almost all of them negative. Now that the old story was being rehashed, everything related to Zhu Qingrui in the past was brought out for heated discussion.

He had murder cases on his hands, more than one.

He was not only the son of the former Minister of Commerce of L Country but also the stepson of the former Finance Minister of L Country; the fact that he had directly caused his stepfather's death and had been on the run ever since was also dug up by people.

He had orchestrated multiple terrorist incidents.

He had once been captured by a mysterious organization, and his "nude photos" were famous far and wide...

Even now, his portrait was still on the International Police's Red Wanted Order!

For a time, the internet and all major media outlets were buzzing with this matter.

Zhu Qingrui had disappeared for years, and everyone thought he was already dead; now that they saw he wasn't just alive but still constantly stirring up trouble, they had to kill him!

The International Police, various forces within L Country, the Global Hacker Alliance... all these powerful nations or organizations were united as never before to capture Zhu Qingrui.

Nianyin clapped her hands in delight, happy as a child.

For many days, she had been holding back a breath in her heart, and now she finally felt relieved.

She decided—to add fuel to the fire.

Using the name of the Ji Family, she posted Zhu Qingrui's current photo on the Hacker Alliance, along with all his information.

Moreover, she exposed the thing Zhu Qingrui feared most; now, everyone in the world preparing to catch Zhu Qingrui knew—he couldn't bear to hear the two words "Nianyin."

As long as he heard them, he would tremble and break into a cold sweat, losing all judgment and fighting ability!

The two words "Nianyin" were his fatal weakness.

Furthermore, Zhu Qingrui was currently within the borders of L Country.

These were top-tier important clues; as the scope of people's search narrowed, the striking power became much stronger.

Zhu Qingrui's life was very difficult now.

He had to change his residence every two days on average; he dared not go online, dared not spend money, and none of the plans he had originally formulated could be carried out—saving his life was the priority.

He had trouble even eating now, so he had no mind to deal with other things.

Such a frequent rate of moving was a risk in itself.

He might be recognized on the road.

The butler was very loyal to him, but it was hard to say for others; except for the butler and a few die-hard followers, others only followed him for money!

Because he could offer high salaries, but now his source of income was gone, just like being strangled by the throat; if he couldn't increase revenue, he could only cut costs, and money had to be spent sparingly.

Consequently, two-thirds of his subordinates were dismissed, without even severance pay.

These people, having been dismissed, "defected" right after and joined the camp hunting him down.

The clues they provided could be said to be more valuable than those provided by Nianyin, as they were familiar with Zhu Qingrui's escape habits and characteristics.

And it also directly proved one thing: that Zhu Qingrui was afraid of the two words "Nianyin" was true!

Compared to fearing those two words, he was even more afraid of hearing "Nianyin is coming"!

What was even more deadly was that they knew the appearances of the butler and those few confidants, and their photos were plastered all over the streets.

As soon as they appeared, they would be recognized immediately.

In the streets and alleys of L Country, there were shouts of "Nianyin is coming" everywhere.

Zhu Qingrui was scared out of his wits and refused to move house no matter what.

He curled up in the room all day, trembling; the room had to be pitch black, the thick curtains could no longer shield him from his fear, his room had to have no windows, and he even had the butler nail the door shut!

With the door nailed shut, the house became a coffin.

The butler blocked the cracks in the door tightly to ensure the best possible soundproofing, and only then did he feel slightly better.

Taking advantage of his young master's brief moment of clarity, the butler had to report a fact—the food they had stored was almost gone.

If they didn't go out to buy food soon, they would be starved to death right here.

"No, we can't go out, didn't you hear them shouting outside that that woman is coming? That woman is nearby, she is everywhere like the air, she will torture me to death, no, she won't torture people to death, she will only make life worse than death..."

The string in his brain was always pulled tight; he didn't think about anything now, he was just afraid of hearing those four words.

The butler sighed, pulled him into his arms, and held him tightly, trying to give him warmth and a sense of security.

In fact, their situation now was even more critical than he had said; the food wasn't almost gone, it was already gone.

Only the last bowl of rice remained, which was kept for the young master.

He and a few subordinates had already been hungry for two days.

If they didn't go out to find food soon, everyone would starve to death.

The sounds outside vanished once again, and Zhu Qingrui recovered his composure.

The butler brought over a bowl of rice and held it to his lips: "Young Master, please eat. I am sorry, Young Master, but I can only provide plain white rice now; there are no side dishes left at all."

"How much food do we have left?" he asked.

The butler answered truthfully: "Only this one bowl of rice, and there is nothing else besides that."

"So that means we must go out?"

The butler hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Young Master. If we do not go out to buy food, we can only wait for death."

He muttered in a low voice: "But if I go out? I will be caught, caught by that woman... Let me think, give me some time, let me think..."

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