Chapter 150: Only I Am Unique Chapter 150: The Campus Is Quiet During the Day

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

"How did you do it?" The handsome foreigner asked out of nowhere.

It seemed he was also quite concerned about Chen Yi's performance after being infused with fighting qi.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "You lost the duel, shouldn't you commit suicide or something?"

Stanik laughed until tears came out, and said, "If you want to kill me, just stab me to death, otherwise wait until my wounds heal..."

"Stop talking, you're just a hooligan type. Know what a hooligan is? It's low-quality triad scum. You finally made a trip to China, learned nothing good, only crooked ways. Italy at least has some dignity and elegance, take good care of yourself." Chen Yi sternly criticized Stanik.

"I am from the Vatican," the priest said, and then lost his composure.

The Vatican is a very small country, with even fewer residents.

Even their guards are Swiss. Without the Cardinal's approval, the chances of staying in the Vatican are very low.

Perhaps in a few years, I would really become Italian? Really become Swiss? Then break away from the Holy See and become a true priest?

The stinging pain from his bleeding palm brought Stanik's wandering thoughts back, and he bared his teeth in a smile, saying, "You stabbed a foreign exchange student. I know China's campus laws; you'll be unlucky."

He could only find a little comfort from these things.

Chen Yi smiled without changing expression and said, "You still don't understand China's laws. I am the direct grandson of the Chen family, equivalent to your Italian local magnates. Forget campus laws; even national laws need ironclad evidence to nail me in a prison cell. Do you know how many resources it takes to be ironclad? Do you know how many foreign exchange students like you I could nail if I used the same resources?"

Chen Yi made a "ts" sound. He really felt the impulse to kill the handsome foreigner.

Of course, it was just a fleeting impulse.

Even if Stanik were killed, the Vatican would not give up the Chinese market.

Their missionary work would not be abandoned because of one person's death, nor stopped by one or two setbacks. In Chinese history, too many Marco Polos who crossed the oceans willingly offered their wealth and lives; those Christians who died on the road for their ideals were not much different from the Chinese people in the first half of the 20th century.

What could truly stop the Vatican was ultimately resources.

Two bold girls came up to try to bandage the handsome foreigner's wounds. They tore their short skirts, revealing snow-white thighs, and under the guise of rescue, swayed wantonly before everyone's eyes, like fake nurses in uniform temptation.

It seemed neither the Security Department nor scenes of blood flowing like rivers could stop girls from pursuing handsome men.

Just like boys pursuing beautiful girls.

Even at the end of the world, hormones are still secreted.

A girl tried to approach Chen Yi, but because Liu Xinyu was nearby, she felt ashamed and retreated.

As the duel ended, the onlookers became fewer and fewer.

Police sirens sounded in the distance.

Chen Yi whispered to Liu Xinyu, "You go back first today and discuss with her how to hide your manpower and resources; a sweep will happen soon."

"She" referred to Jin Douna.

Liu Xinyu whispered back, "Are you so sure Song will say everything?"

To lean against his ear, the Counselor's chest pressed tightly against Chen Yi's arm, soft and comfortable.

Chen Yi calmly said, "He knows, and will eventually say it. That degree of injury can withstand at least 30 hours of interrogation; with modern technology, what can't be asked out? Even 007 would collapse after 24 hours." Chen Yi said, smiling lightly, "After the sweep, a single leaf will hide among leaves on the ground. What you need to do now is preserve your own vein and hide yourself within 24 hours."

Under the joint cultivation and maintenance of modern psychology and physiological science, no one can absolutely resist reckless interrogation; perhaps not everything known will be leaked, but under the destruction and abuse including drugs, exposing over 50% is only normal.

If Song Yuan leaks 50% of the information about the Human Development Research Society, Jiangning will at least face a major purge.

However, this is a good thing for Chen Yi, saving him from wasting time and energy to investigate Jiangning's organization members one by one.

He could completely get more resources from the organization headquarters after the sweep, using the pretext of rebuilding the Jiangning organization to seek benefits for himself.

Moreover, this could perfectly hide his own existence, as well as unfavorable information like Liu Xinyu changing her appearance.

One stone, four birds. Chen Yi had not expected it to go so smoothly when planning.

Stanik, with bandages on his hand, hesitantly came before Chen Yi, looking at him with jealousy and hatred, saying, "The police are here; you injured someone for no reason and had someone take him away; everyone saw it..."

The latter sentence seemed to be what he wanted to tell the police.

Chen Yi smiled indifferently.

For Zhu Guangliang, isn't handling the police the simplest thing?

His smile at this moment made Stanik furious.

He had been completely crippled.

His primary task upon coming to China—missionary work—he had almost completed none of its subtasks.

Discovering the gap between himself and competitors within the Holy See was growing larger, Stanik had to use his last move, using various sensory-stimulating methods to increase his practice speed, even though this method completely violated the Holy See's explicit orders.

If he successfully killed Chen Yi, Stanik believed he could regroup and win a beauty's heart; maybe not Han Jie, but he could always find a suitable one.

Thus, the practice method violating Holy See rules could naturally stop, and after a little cover-up, it would just be a future talking point for himself.

However, no matter how strong the confidence, without success it's all in vain.

He lost in the fencing duel he was best at!,

Stanik dared not recall the preceding scene.

He feared associating it with the scene of Chen Yi drawing his sword and throwing it.

That holy radiance, that confident brilliance, even the Cardinal most skilled in combat did not have an aura as strong as his...

Complete defeat!

An inexplicable thought made Stanik's legs tremble.

"Are you okay?" A sophomore girl who stood out from the fierce silent competition nervously grabbed Stanik's hand, her other arm pressed against his buttocks to reduce pressure on his waist.

Stanik shook his head, suddenly faced Chen Yi, and shouted, "Kill me."

He would rather use death to exchange for trouble for the other party.

For the future, the current Handsome Foreigner and Stanik from several months ago were already two completely different people.

Chen Yi smiled like a satiated weasel eyeing a chicken, shrugged, and said: "You're not worth it."

Stanik's teeth made a grinding, crunching sound.

"How can you speak like that?" The woman beside the Handsome Foreigner let out a sharp rebuke.

Chen Yi gave her a disdainful glance and said: "We'll talk alone."

Without the slightest hesitation, Stanik swung his arm and pushed that girl far away.

"Considering how obedient you are, I'll point you to a clear path." Chen Yi hmphed and said: "Asia isn't only China; why not try proselytizing in a neighboring country?"

"China is the target of this trip of mine."

"This isn't the first time you've violated regulations, either." Chen Yi looked him up and down for a while, then smiled and said: "The increase in your strength is also quite strange."

Stanik's expression changed instantly.

"I can help you develop believers in a neighboring country; think about it — if you have several hundred thousand followers, your status in the Holy See would be different too, right?"

Stanik fell silent and did not speak.

The police arrived slowly; they were two regular officers from the Jiangda Police Station, bringing two auxiliary police.

As the leaders, the regular officers shouted to disperse the crowd; one of them seemed to recognize Chen Yi and whispered a couple of sentences, whereupon the other, acting as a peacemaker, asked Stanik: "Student, what are you doing holding a sword on campus?"

The Handsome Foreigner stared at Chen Yi for a long while, then said: "We're from the Fencing Club."

Chen Yi neither admitted nor denied it; in front of the police uncles, lies might be necessary, but they didn't necessarily have to be spoken by him personally.

Although in the students' eyes, two sword wounds deep enough to show bone were very dangerous, in the police's eyes they were merely normal, falling within the category of "the people don't report, the officials don't investigate." The regular officers hummed a couple of times, turned, and prepared to leave.

A student suddenly said: "I saw there was also a middle-aged man who was dragged away by a vehicle."

"Dead?" The regular officer asked with great technique.

"Probably not, but... but someone pierced through his thigh, and then an SUV came and dragged the person away." The student ultimately didn't dare point out Chen Yi.

The reputation of the aristocratic scions was well-known; common folk couldn't afford to offend them.

The regular officer coughed once and said: "There was an SUV that carried away a middle-aged man with a thigh injury, is that right?"

"Yes."

"Then it's fine; if there's a problem, the hospital will call the police bureau." The station's regular officers were there to defuse trouble, not solve cases; they also didn't want to offend aristocratic scions.

After one retelling, the nature of the matter was completely different; they also didn't need to investigate anything.

That student fell silent; Chen Yi smiled amiably and nodded at him, scaring him into hurriedly slipping away.

The regular officers had sharp eyes, but pretended not to have seen.

Campus is just like any corner of the world — anything can happen. If a school, from its founding, has never had fights, bloodshed, kidnapping, rape, and other crimes, then congratulations — you've found a newly built school. If a student, from enrollment onward, lives in a pure, flawless ivory tower, then congratulations — you've found a dead elephant's old tusk.

Having been a regular officer for a long time, there's no strange thing they haven't seen.

The police car started up and reversed away without the slightest hesitation. The Chen Family is this hot right now; even grassroots personnel all know — who would dare arrest Chen Yi.

After driving out the school gate, the auxiliary police in the back quietly asked: "No transcript or anything, is that okay?"

"Is there a case?" The front-row regular officer glared at him.

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