117: 117. Rashomon!?

The outside world's commotions did not significantly affect the campus.

The preparatory work for the Future Energy Joint Laboratory was already in full swing. The school had specially allocated an entire teaching building, in a relatively independent location, to serve as the laboratory area. The construction team had moved in and was designing it according to Qin Tian's requirements.

The roar of machinery became the campus's background noise, prompting many passing teachers and students to look on curiously.

However, with the end of the university's welcoming gala, the short holiday also arrived. The foot traffic within the school visibly decreased, and many people packed their bags and left campus to go home.

When Lu Feng woke up in the morning, only Gao Liang was left in the dormitory.

"Senior, aren't you going home?" Lu Feng asked while washing up.

Gao Liang adjusted his glasses, shook his head, and said with a hint of fatigue and anticipation, "I'm not going back. Several resumes I submitted earlier got responses, and I have an interview today. There's no time."

Lu Feng asked curiously, "Is it easy to find a job now?"

Gao Liang gave a bitter smile, "Alas, the situation isn't great; it's extremely competitive. It's not easy to find something that matches your major and offers suitable pay."

His major was computer science, which, though popular, faced equally fierce competition.

Lu Feng casually mentioned, "I saw that new Future Energy Laboratory the school opened; it focuses on new solid-state batteries. Such cutting-edge research definitely needs strong computer simulation and data analysis platforms to support it. Senior, since you specialize in this, why not give it a try? The early bird catches the worm."

Gao Liang's eyes lit up; this was a new idea!

He had only been focused on the big internet companies and tech firms outside before, never realizing there was such a good opportunity within the school.

"Thank you for the reminder, Junior Lu! I'll go inquire about it right away!"

"You're welcome. I wish you good luck, Senior."

"You're welcome."

After Gao Liang hurried off, Lu Feng also tidied up and went out.

Yu Tianxiong had arranged for his driving test to be today.

Arriving at the testing center in the morning, it was already packed with people. As it was a holiday, the entire waiting area was full, with everyone nervously waiting.

Lu Feng took out his ID card and swiped it. The staff member glanced at the information, and his expression immediately became respectful, saying with a smile, "Mr. Lu, hello! Please come this way; everything has been prepared for you. Would you like to start the test now, or rest a bit longer?"

"Now is fine." Lu Feng didn't want to waste time.

"Alright, please follow me."

So he followed the staff member to the computer testing room.

Subject One was no challenge for him at all. He finished the hundred questions in less than ten minutes without needing to think.

Perfect score!

The waiting staff nearby were stunned; his answering speed and accuracy were as smooth as a machine!

Normally, after completing each subject, one would have to wait at least ten days to schedule the next one, but special circumstances naturally had special handling. Although he didn't know how Yu Tianxiong managed it, all of Lu Feng's tests were scheduled for today.

Moreover, there was no need to queue; he could take the tests at any time.

So when Lu Feng arrived at the Subject Two testing site, a brand new test vehicle was parked not far ahead, and one of the five test lanes was left empty just for him.

Such a privileged situation caused many waiting people to frown repeatedly.

"Who is that? Why can he do that?"

"Exactly! We've been waiting so long, and he just walks right on. What's going on?"

"Everyone is here to take the test. He's taking up one entire test lane by himself. Isn't this wasting our time?"

The people in the waiting room started discussing animatedly. The next second, all the complaints ceased abruptly, replaced by a stunned silence.

Because ever since the young man got into the car, the vehicle started quickly, stomped on the accelerator, and rushed out, swiftly entering the lane.

Reverse parking, passed in one go.

Parallel parking, smoothly into the spot.

Curved driving... right-angle turn... half-slope parking, without any deceleration or pause, smoother than even an instructor.

When Lu Feng finished Subject Two, some of the vehicles that had started at the same time were still slowly maneuvering into reverse parking.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Someone checked the time on their phone and realized it had only been two minutes... and he had finished... all of it.

The test vehicle didn't stop. After picking up the supervising officer nearby, it drove straight out, heading directly for the Subject Three road test.

Although he hadn't seen the test route beforehand, relying on his familiar driving skills and voice prompts, Lu Feng also completed all the required maneuvers quickly with an impeccable performance.

Until the vehicle stopped, the examiner was baffled and couldn't help but ask, "Bro, did you... did you have your racing license revoked before? How are you so familiar with this?"

Lu Feng smiled, "No, this is just my first time taking the test."

"???"

After also completing Subject Four, Lu Feng received his license on the spot and walked out of the testing center.

Although he might not always drive himself in the future, having a driver's license would be convenient... At five in the evening, the city lights began to glow.

At the entrance of the Zhimu Art Museum, it was already glittering with stars and brightly lit. A long red carpet stretched from the entrance all the way to the street, with cordon lines set up on both sides. Outside the lines, reporters and media holding cameras stood packed, creating a lively scene.

This was a high-end charity gala organized by the Jiangcheng government and a charitable organization. The gala would auction artworks and antiques donated by celebrities, entrepreneurs, and artists from all walks of life, with all proceeds donated to the Children's Disease Care Project.

Therefore, in addition to invited renowned entrepreneurs, there were also many celebrity artists dressed in formal attire, making it a social event for Jiangcheng.

Lu Feng sat in the car, watching the elegantly dressed entrepreneurs outside the window. Some were arm-in-arm with female companions, others walked hand-in-hand with invited female stars, basking in the flashes of cameras and interviews on the red carpet, enjoying unlimited glory.

He shook his head, and after greeting Yu Tianxiong, he took his invitation and discreetly entered the art museum directly through a side door.

He was here to work tonight; as for making an appearance, he would leave that to Yu Tianxiong. He needed such exposure to gradually return and solidify his position in this high society.

Yu Tianxiong stepped onto the red carpet. It must be said that the aura of a business magnate was indeed different. Even though he was alone without a female companion, he still attracted everyone's attention, and the camera flashes lit up the area.

The host enthusiastically introduced his identity. Yu Tianxiong smiled, signed his name on the backdrop, and then, under everyone's gaze, entered the venue.

The interior of the art museum was elegantly and warmly decorated, with exquisite art exhibits displayed all around. Invited guests gathered in small groups, admiring the exhibits and conversing in low voices, while waiters moved through the crowd with drinks.

After Yu Tianxiong entered the venue, his gaze swept around, and he quickly found Lu Feng in a corner, admiring a work of art.

He did not go up to disturb him but stood behind, waiting quietly.

Lu Feng seemed to sense something, and without turning his head, he casually asked, "Old Yu, do you understand this modern art piece, 'The Comedian'?"

Yu Tianxiong looked up at the banana taped to the frame on the wall, remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't understand it."

Lu Feng sighed with emotion, "I don't understand it either, but with this one banana and a piece of tape, who would have thought this thing is worth over five million Eagle dollars, equivalent to over thirty million Xia Kingdom currency... Old Yu, I feel like doing art is more profitable. Unlike us before, we were toiling away, tsk tsk tsk..."

Yu Tianxiong remained silent. He didn't think these things made money as quickly as Mr. Lu. After all, Mr. Lu merely wrote a string of numbers, not only securing five hundred million but also acquiring the company in the process.

This was far superior to any modern art.

At this moment, the live music started, and the auction officially began.

Yu Tianxiong and Lu Feng walked to the auction hall and found seats in the back row.

Yu Tianxiong's phone vibrated a few times. He picked it up, and his brows furrowed. After hanging up, he said, "Sir, Xu Jianfang can't make it at the last minute."

He paused, then looked towards the entrance of the venue, indicating, "However, Xu Ting and her mother, Ms. Su Wenxi, have arrived."

Lu Feng followed his gaze and indeed saw Xu Ting walking in, arm-in-arm with an elegant middle-aged woman.

Xu Ting was still in a sharp business suit, with a cool expression, while her mother, Su Wenxi, though maintaining an elegant smile, had a faint, lingering sadness clouding her brow.

The same secretary was still accompanying them from behind, but because the venue lights had dimmed, neither of them saw Lu Feng. Xu Ting led her mother to seats in the front few rows.

Soon, the atmosphere of the auction gradually warmed up, and art pieces were sold at considerable prices.

Lu Feng absently stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Xu Jianfang didn't come, so the plan to forcibly enter his dream fell through. But Su Wenxi, as Xu Hanlin's wife, might know more unknown details?

Since Xu Ting had her suspicions, there was no reason why her bedside companion wouldn't have other thoughts?

Halfway through the auction, Lu Feng noticed that Su Wenxi seemed a bit tired. After exchanging a few words with Xu Ting, she walked with her secretary to the second-floor VIP lounge of the art museum.

The opportunity had arrived.

Lu Feng subtly got up and followed them.

Because everyone was at the auction, Su Wenxi was the only one in the lounge, resting on a sofa.

Without hesitation, Lu Feng activated his dream-entering ability. Su Wenxi's eyes closed, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Unlike before, Lu Feng was surprised to find that his consciousness remained clear, and a memory scene was captured in his mind.

His ability... had evolved again?

Before he could feel joy, the memory scene appeared... His vision seemed to be in a hotel corridor. Su Wenxi was anxiously hurrying towards a room at the end of the corridor.

The door there was open, and several service staff stood at the entrance, looking inside in panicked confusion. Su Wenxi, panting, walked directly past the crowd and entered.

Inside was a luxurious room, but the air was filled with an unpleasant odor.

On the large red circular bed before him, Xu Hanlin lay disheveled, his eyes wide, his face abnormally flushed, and he had stopped breathing.

Beside him, in addition to two police officers, a beautiful woman in pajamas was crying in a state of panic.

"I... I don't... know what happened... He was fine just now... then suddenly started convulsing... boo hoo hoo..."

Su Wenxi's world collapsed at that moment.

Lu Feng was stunned; he never expected such a situation.

Feeling Su Wenxi's emotional fluctuations in the dream, it wasn't anger, but immense humiliation and pain. She never expected that her considerate husband also had a mistress behind her back.

And it was exposed in such an undignified manner.

As the scene flickered, it appeared in a tea room, the atmosphere oppressive.

Old Master Xu sat at the head, looking as if he had aged ten years. He was facing away from her, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, his voice numb and desolate, saying:

"Wenxi... Hanlin let you down, and brought shame upon the entire family, but... I hope you can think of the bigger picture, for the reputation of the Xu Family, for the image of Tingting's father in her heart, and to save this old man a final shred of dignity... do not reveal the truth..."

The memory fragments dissipated, and Lu Feng came back to his senses, still standing in place. He looked at Su Wenxi on the sofa, her brows still tightly furrowed even in sleep, and sighed softly.

So that's it. Everything made sense now.

The situation was clear: the truth was that Xu Hanlin had indulged himself too much and ended up dying, while the Xu Family publicly claimed that Xu Hanlin had died of a sudden illness, and used connections and money to quickly suppress all news.

Only Xu Ting was kindly kept in the dark.

Perhaps this strangeness made Xu Ting suspicious, but the truth was this cruel.

Just as Lu Feng was about to leave to tell Xu Ting what happened, his foot, which had stepped forward, stopped. He felt that something was not quite right, a very strong sense of incongruity!

It was the same death of Xu Hanlin, but the circumstances in Xu Ting's and Su Wenxi's minds were different. Wasn't this... Rashomon?

This had never happened in Lu Feng's previous dream captures; this was the first time.

This also made him a little suspicious: dreams can be deceptive!!

If so, was the truth Su Wenxi knew... necessarily the truth?

He thought for a moment, then activated his ability again, but his target was not Su Wenxi, but rather using the mistress from Su Wenxi's memory as an anchor point to connect dreams!

If that woman was still alive, her memories should be able to corroborate Su Wenxi's.

However... he froze.

He captured nothing, only a void of darkness.

A failed connection could only mean one thing: the other party... was already dead?!

Lu Feng's hair instantly stood on end, and he felt goosebumps prickle his skin.

Logically, even if Xu Hanlin died in his mistress's bed, it was merely a moral issue. She was only involved in a scandal, not a murderer, so how could she die so easily?

Did the Xu Family silence her?

But Old Master Xu wouldn't escalate the matter for this, would he? That doesn't make sense!

Unless... her death was because she knew the real secret? Or, someone was afraid she would say something?

Silenced!

This word flashed through Lu Feng's mind like lightning.

Without hesitation, Lu Feng directly entered the dream of the last person in Su Wenxi's memory, Old Master Xu.

Perhaps the truth... only he knew.