Chapter 228

The day had dawned. Lou Jing sat in a strange room, rubbing her hands, never having been so nervous.

She looked in Zhong Kui's direction.

Zhong Kui stood with a group of police officers, looking out of place.

All equipment was in place, and everyone was ready.

Lou Jing dialed the phone. After a few beeps, a very magnetic man's voice came from the other side: "Hello, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just wanted to ask when you'll be back."

The conversation between a couple of many years was so plain that there was almost nothing to talk about, not even a nickname to start.

"There is still some finishing work on the project that hasn't been done. Is there something wrong?" Luo Yong's words were surprisingly gentle, although the background of this gentleness was so pale, soulless, and responsibility outweighed love.

"Nothing, daughter's birthday is coming next week. She must hope you come back to celebrate together." When she said this, Lou Jing's voice trembled. Mentioning her daughter made her suddenly soften, and she looked at Zhong Kui with a pleading gaze, as if saying she couldn't do it.

"Okay, I'll come back when I'm done." On the other end of the phone, Luo Yong replied calmly.

Lou Jing's lips parted slightly, and Zhong Kui's eyes darkened. The hope of finding Luo Yong was entirely pinned on the tracking of this phone call. If Lou Jing suddenly changed her mind and revealed the truth to Luo Yong, everything would fall short.

"Is there anything else?" On the other end of the phone, Luo Yong's voice came again, faintly perfunctory, like a cold wind, blowing away Lou Jing's momentary hesitation.

Qi Fei gestured to Lou Jing, meaning she still needed to stall for time.

Lou Jing was a smart woman and reacted quickly, immediately saying: "By the way, I can't decide what birthday gift to prepare for our daughter. Why don't you take a look when you have time and bring one back for her?"

The other side seemed to let out a heavy sigh. For some reason, these trivial topics gave Luo Yong endless pressure: "I might not have time, you decide."

"Are you that busy?" Lou Jing's accumulated resentment, like a volcano about to erupt, sprayed out hot magma bit by bit.

"What's wrong with you today? Don't bring your work emotions home!" Luo Yong tore off his gentle mask, his words wrapped in sharp ice blades, without any intention of empathy.

"Luo Yong, have you ever loved me?" Lou Jing asked with her last bit of restraint.

"Why are you like those women, asking such useless questions? If there's nothing else, go to sleep, you're tired."

At this point, Lou Jing completely threw the so-called task to the back of her mind, questioning: "Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? My dissatisfaction is directed at you, not because of work."

Qi Fei was afraid she would give herself away and was about to gesture to cut off the call, but was stopped by Zhong Kui, who signaled him to wait and see.

Lou Jing on this side was already immersed in her own accusation: "So many years, you always let me keep a stable mood at home, and I did it, trying my best to separate the distance between a professional woman and a wife and mother. I was exhausted at work, and when I came back, I had to accommodate your indifference and try to maintain a superficial peace. Then what about you? What have you done for me?

In the eyes of others, we are a perfect family. Only I know that after our daughter was born, you never touched me again! I always comforted myself that you were too tired, heh, and what was the result!"

"Lou Jing, you're tired."

"I'm not, I'm fine! So many years, I listened to you and was a calm and restrained good wife. Thanks to you, I am too calm, so calm that I guessed your relationship with You He and still continued to pretend I didn't know.

Heh, how ironic, a high-achiever like you, a financial genius like you, was actually fooled by me!" Lou Jing's last sentence was a double entendre, but Luo Yong, who had always been cold, was suddenly enraged by the name You He.

"You're crazy! What are you thinking about?"

"I am a woman. Do you know how obvious the look in your eyes is when you look at him? When you talk about him, you always deliberately make it sound casual, but that hard-to-hide smile only lovers have. Although I don't want to believe it, time and time again, I wish your affectionate pampering was directed at me instead of this neither-man-nor-woman thing!"

"Shut up! I won't allow you to say that about You He!" Luo Yong finally exploded, shouting on the other end of the phone.

Following this was Zhong Kui's victorious smile. Anger makes people lose basic judgment. During this time of arguing, the Nancheng police had already locked onto Luo Yong's location and should be arriving at the scene soon.

Sure enough, vaguely, the sound of police sirens came from Luo Yong's phone.

The siren sound became clearer and clearer, and Lou Jing cried.

At this time, Luo Yong finally realized that the police car was coming for him.

"You betrayed me?!" His tone was soaked with venom, a completely different person from the gentle magnetism at the beginning. The phone was hung up.

Lou Jing turned her back to the police to wipe away her tears. This strong woman ultimately did not show her broken side to the police.

The man who appeared in the interrogation room was in his early fifties. Years of exercise made his physique and skin much better than his peers.

It's just that this mature and steady appearance had nothing to do with the perverse and rebellious image of the Cyber Killer they had imagined.

"You have guts, actually staying in Jiangbei without running away." Qi Fei was dusty, having just returned from Baicheng and sitting here.

Luo Yong's eyes were very plain. This plainness was the same as his writing—at first glance, it was unremarkable, but because of the situation, it gave people a terrifying feeling of being bottomless.

Facing the silent Luo Yong, Qi Fei flipped through his resume and continued: "Graduated from a top domestic university, a double doctorate in finance and computer science, actually renting a single apartment in Jiangbei, doing murder, it has to be puzzling." After speaking, he looked at Luo Yong. "We found Hao Weiwei's computer hard drive at your residence. Our technical staff is analyzing your browsing history. Soon, we will know who you are, Neuromancer, Cyber Killer."

While Qi Fei was saying these words, there was no ripple on Luo Yong's face. He adjusted his sitting posture slightly and asked unhurriedly: "How did you find me?" This calm and composed appearance was as if this were just a place to drink tea and chat, not being interrogated.

"You thought you were flawless, but every word you left on the internet was a clue," Qi Fei said coldly. "Why kill Hao Weiwei?"

"I thought I had made it very clear." His eyes were as cold as an ice spring. "My novel is the only private land I have in this world. He can say I don't write well enough, but he cannot slander my work as fake."