Yun Rou said nothing, picked up her wine glass, and slowly took a sip of red wine, her eyes filled with indifference and disdain.
She and Old Feng were not even partners in terms of interests, as Old Feng was the biggest beneficiary behind every event. To put it bluntly, she was merely working for him openly.
If it weren't for her status, she wouldn't have tolerated Old Feng.
For that insane project, they had been driven mad for so many years, it had even involved two generations, and he had never ceased his efforts. Yun Rou didn't understand it, but she had never cared about it either.
She crossed her legs and said, "Then tell me, how much longer until your plan succeeds?"
Old Feng's expression instantly darkened, but he didn't speak. It was clear he had no bargaining chips and therefore never dared to guarantee the success of his plan.
Having already guessed this answer, Yun Rou scoffed, but her tone was undeniably firm, "Don't forget, for your impossible plan, how many people in my organization have perished, and how many from the Qing Jiao have died for you."
Her voice lowered, "Even if you are the leader of these two organizations, you cannot waste resources for your ambition!"
Old Feng's face was equally grim, "So, you want me to abandon this plan?"
"Yes." Yun Rou placed her glass on the coffee table with a rather loud clink. "You know how many lives your plan has cost. If you persist, I might have to risk my life for you."
Old Feng showed no hesitation, flatly refusing, "Impossible. You want me to abandon this project only if I'm dead!"
As if she had long expected his unwavering answer, Yun Rou had no hope to begin with and now looked at his frenzied expression with even greater indifference.
Old Feng's face contorted, "You don't understand how long I've been committed to this project. I've dedicated thirty whole years to it! Asking me to give up at such a critical juncture is absolutely impossible!"
Every attempt to persuade him always resulted in the same outcome. Yun Rou was used to it, yet it still gave her a headache.
"Then what happened thirty years ago that made you waste your youth and relationships pursuing this to this day?"
Yun Rou's words struck Old Feng like a heavy bell. He quickly reacted, grabbed his briefcase, and stood up.
"You don't need to understand. Just follow my orders." After saying this, he left the secret room with his briefcase, not looking back as he walked down the corridor.
Yun Rou watched his straight back and shrugged indifferently.
The outside was now a full-blown trap, waiting for Old Feng to show himself. Since she couldn't persuade him, she might as well let him experience the consequences himself.
Yun Rou turned her gaze back and continued to leisurely sip her red wine.
Meanwhile, Shi Xin Xin and Sheng Chen Jin split into two groups. She went to the rental house to find Feng Yu for related information, while Sheng Chen Jin went to contact informants.
On her way to Feng Yu's, Shi Xin Xin specifically called the three little treasures. Today was their official start of school in the afternoon. She had an urgent matter and couldn't return, so she could only inquire about the little ones' situation over the phone.
The three little treasures understood she had something important to do and immediately obediently told her not to worry, promising they would take care of themselves.
Only then did Shi Xin Xin feel at ease and continue on her way.
She followed her memory to the rental house, where Feng Yu was already waiting for her at the door.
"Sis, you're finally here. I called you earlier, but you didn't pick up," Feng Yu said, pulling Shi Xin Xin inside.
Hearing this, Shi Xin Xin glanced at her phone as she walked and explained, "I accidentally pressed the silent button on my phone earlier. I must have missed your call then."
Feng Yu brought her a stool and got straight to the point, "Sis, I recently discovered something unusual about Old Feng."
Shi Xin Xin's expression immediately became serious. "What unusual thing? Tell me in detail."
Feng Yu took out his laptop to show her. "Look, this is a large batch of medications Old Feng recently purchased online. He originally entrusted me with this task, but then he suddenly took the mission back halfway through."
Shi Xin Xin's gaze was fixed on the drug order on the computer as Feng Yu continued, "But luckily, I was clever enough to copy the drug order to the cloud drive beforehand."
Shi Xin Xin nodded. "Good job. I'll reluctantly praise you."
Feng Yu chuckled sheepishly. Seeing Shi Xin Xin's somber expression, he frowned. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this drug order?"
"No," Shi Xin Xin shook her head. "I'm just wondering, Old Feng has a medical room. He wouldn't lack these medications. Why would he go to the trouble of buying them elsewhere?"
Feng Yu quickly reacted, "So, that means he's planning to do something with these medications?"
"It's hard to say." Shi Xin Xin took out her phone to photograph the drug order on the screen, then switched the interface to chat. "I plan to ask Yan Hao."
As she spoke, she sent him the picture along with the message: "What kind of effects would these medications have when combined?"
Yan Hao had been participating in a major competition at the hospital these days. To avoid disturbing him, Shi Xin Xin hadn't planned to tell him about this.
He quickly replied: "These drug orders don't seem to have any significant impact individually, but several of them are imported from abroad and contain chemical components. If they were combined with some other special materials, they could be made into explosives. When the explosives detonate, these chemical powdered medications would also disperse, causing temporary confusion and blurring of consciousness."
Seeing the text on the screen, Shi Xin Xin suddenly understood.
"So he used these things to make bombs..." No wonder Jiang Ling fainted in the warehouse.
Yan Hao then sent another message: "Why are you suddenly asking about these things? Is something wrong?"
Shi Xin Xin replied, telling him it was nothing and not to worry. She also asked about the results of his competition.
He had won first prize at the hospital and was awaiting the finals. Shi Xin Xin sent him a cheering emoji.
At this moment, Sheng Chen Jin's message popped up: "Old Feng is likely still in the country. My foreign informants haven't found any trace of him. xxs"
Shi Xin Xin also informed him about Old Feng's purchase of the drug order.
She saved the photos to the cloud drive and asked Feng Yu, "Do you know where he bought these medications?"
Feng Yu nodded. "I know. He has a dedicated cooperative pharmacy where he buys medicine regularly."
Shi Xin Xin decided to try her luck at this pharmacy. She packed her things and instructed, "I have something important to do now. Stay at home and rest assured, I'll notify you if I get any news."
Feng Yu nodded reassuringly, then looked a bit worried. "Or, why don't I go with you? Those people recognize me."
"How can that be? If my whereabouts are exposed, it will be difficult to manage."