The White District has always been an inviolable world; many things can be stirred up in the Grey District without consequence, but not a single thing is tolerated in the White District.
The initial incident was just a few students from the school district dying in the Grey District, and that led to all of this.
If the Dadu officials truly knew that a group of ill-intentioned individuals were testing boundaries, it would be difficult to resolve the matter easily.
"What are you planning to do?" Zheng Fan asked.
If she were to directly submit this intelligence to the Processing Bureau in her capacity, she would likely be drawn into these various affairs depending on the severity of the matter.
"Leave it to Jia Jia; she'll know how to handle it."
Zheng Fan recalled Hong Yijia's naive and sweet demeanor: "You really trust her?"
Although she knew that much of that appearance was a facade, Zheng Fan truly disliked that woman, even more so than Luo Ye in some ways.
Being near her always gave Zheng Fan the feeling of being hunted, a chill running down her spine.
With this matter temporarily concluded, Lin Yilin asked about the other side: "By the way, where did Killing demon go?"
"She went back to catch up on sleep.
Her newly favored pet is gone, so she's still not in a good mood."
"Should we consider finding her another pet to help soothe her mood?" Lin Yilin suggested.
"No, that's not necessary," Zheng Fan retorted, "Your suggestion might end up killing an innocent little life."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yilin understood the concern: "I see. Although Jiang Si is very special, she is ultimately a native inhabitant of the Violent World, and it's hard for her not to be deeply entangled in it, leading to confusion."
"Do you know about this too?"
"Ye-jie told me about it; I learned a lot when we did club activities in college."
"Oh." That explained it.
Luo Ye had mentioned that her family came from the Violent World.
Thinking of this, Zheng Fan couldn't help but say, "Although Luo Ye grew up in reality, her character is quite similar to someone from the Violent World."
"Aside from Ye-jie's family background, research has indeed shown that the crimson factor is inherited by offspring, and the higher the concentration, the more so," Lin Yilin also had evidence for this.
"What a troublesome world."
"For them, you either persuade them in a way they can understand, or you can only comply.
Reasoning with people from the Violent World verbally is almost impossible."
Lin Yilin intertwined her index fingers.
"It seems so."
Zheng Fan had to agree.
Like Luo Ye, one could only beat her down in a way she could "understand" before being able to convey things she initially wouldn't comprehend.
However, with Jiang Si, such a method wouldn't work well.
If anything, Jiang Si had already been beaten by another little girl when she was young.
Perhaps she was too young when she was beaten.
Although it's often said that when training cats and dogs, one should start early, the same applies to people.
But sometimes, for people, perhaps a beating when they are capable of thinking more could lead to more understanding.
Zheng Fan genuinely began to consider the feasibility of beating Jiang Si.
After thinking for a while, she suddenly felt something was off.
Her gaze shifted to Lin Yilin, who was walking ahead with light steps, a subtle, scheming curve visible on her lips.
"Are you manipulating my thoughts?"
"No, not at all."
Evil Binary Little Sister!
I'll personally teach you a good lesson on behalf of Killing demon.
"Next week's movie will be replaced by me telling you a story personally."
"Huh?" Lin Yilin quickly turned back.
"And does the Binary Little Sister, whose memory has suddenly deteriorated, still remember what movie was originally planned for you next week?" Zheng Fan asked with a mischievous smile.
Lin Yilin's face turned pale.
The Time Trilogy...
Compared to Zheng Fan's exaggerated but somewhat acceptable performances in blockbuster movies, her retelling and performance of such artistic films would only be described as a disaster.
"Um, Illusion, let's discuss this again..."
"No, it's decided.
But we can still go back and finish watching the Jurassic Park series now.
Let's go~."
"..." Binary Little Sister seemed to lose some color.
...
As time passed, the weather grew hotter, although Zheng Fan found it increasingly difficult to truly feel hot or cold.
His senses were quite strange now; his perception of the outside world often only reached the point of knowing, rather than 'feeling'.
Sometimes he felt like a robot.
However, a robot certainly wouldn't idly torture a poor vegetative person with a Toast and a pair of Lu Lu Shoes as accomplices.
"Illusion, I said for you to change Cheng Fei's clothes so his body wouldn't have problems due to the high temperature.
May I ask what you are doing now?"
Lin Yilin was in the laboratory inside the office, which was also where Cheng Fei usually loved to sleep.
She squinted her eyes and spoke, looking at the mess before her.
At this moment, Cheng Fei was sprawled on the ground, his buttocks raised high towards the ceiling, wearing only a light yellow pair of underwear.
Anyone who saw him would have their eyes light up and secretly think, "What a good opportunity."
Even stranger, Cheng Fei's body was soaked.
A nearby iron bucket, being pushed back and forth by Toast and Lu Lu Shoes and constantly splashing water, explained everything.
"If Aunt Chen came to see this now, my reputation with her might never be cleared in this lifetime," Lin Yilin said faintly.
Zheng Fan, who was squatting on the lab bench, turned his head and said, "What's your reputation like now?"
"An unstable young girl who keeps everything to herself and vents her emotions on Toast?"
Zheng Fan scrutinized her: "That's not wrong either."
"...I wasn't talking about that.
What did you do to Cheng Fei?"
"He got heatstroke," Zheng Fan said.
"Huh?"
"This broken body got heatstroke.
It's probably been too hot lately.
Toast pushed him into the storage room the day before yesterday, and you know there's basically no ventilation in there."
"Woof!"
Toast indicated that he was playing with Fan Laoda the day before yesterday.
Lin Yilin's gaze once again swept towards Zheng Fan: "So this is your measure for a patient with heatstroke?"
"You have to believe in Cheng Fei; he's very strong."
Zheng Fan's tone was deep and serious, making it seem as if he was praising his inseparable good brother.
Finally, under Lin Yilin's silent gaze, Zheng Fan reluctantly went over and, with Toast, cleaned up the scene.
As for Cheng Fei, who had a bucket of water poured on him, because Toast adamantly refused to be used to wipe Cheng Fei's body, they could only settle for hanging Cheng Fei up to dry.
Regarding the landlord, Aunt Chen, coming over the next day and saying that a passerby had allegedly witnessed someone hanging themselves in Lin Yilin's office, Lin Yilin could only fob her off by saying she was doing performance art.
She was then pulled aside by Aunt Chen and comforted for quite a while about her psychological stress.
In the end, her psychological stress seemed to become even heavier.
