129: Lan Zijun's visit

Su Yue was on his way back to the City, taking a detour through the agricultural market on the outskirts of the City Village.

Since his wounds were still bleeding, the makeshift bandage he had tied was also soaked through by the rain.

His red baseball uniform could barely conceal the bloodstains showing through.

Su Yue was enduring the throbbing in his head, thinking about how he could enter the City without arousing suspicion.

Just then, a few chickens crowed from the iron cage next to him, which was adorned with feathers.

This sound immediately jolted Su Yue's mind.

He checked that the disguise on his face was firmly attached and hadn't been washed away by the rain.

So he slowly stopped his electric bike in front of a stall.

Looking towards the stall beside him, he saw several elderly women chatting.

As if sensing business, one of the elderly women wearing a leather apron stopped talking and looked at him with some surprise.

"Oh my, look at this rain... it's drenched you completely."

The elderly woman looked at Su Yue, who was drenched by the heavy rain, and sighed.

However, she reacted in just the blink of an eye and quickly waved towards Su Yue.

"Young man, hurry, come in and get out of the rain."

While waving, she gestured for Su Yue to come under the tent.

Su Yue then rode forward, looked at the chickens in the iron cage, and pretended to be picking one out.

Seeing his appearance, the elderly woman took the initiative to ask:

"Young man, planning to buy a chicken to take back?"

This question was exactly what Su Yue wanted. Su Yue nodded and said:

"Yeah, my wife is in confinement, I'm going back to make her some chicken soup."

As he spoke, Su Yue's tone was mixed with a hint of joy, and he forced a realistic smile onto his lips.

To outsiders, this change in expression looked like someone who had just welcomed a precious child and doted on his wife.

How could these elderly women know the truth?

They thought he had really traveled all the way to the market in such heavy rain just to buy a hen for his wife who was in confinement, to make her soup.

Instantly, the elderly women sitting around the stalls burst into chatter, their eyes lighting up.

Even Su Yue's surprisingly drenched appearance made the elderly women find him more and more pleasing to the eye.

They all praised Su Yue highly, saying:

"Oh, look at him, buying a chicken in such heavy rain to make soup for his wife, he's so thoughtful!"

"In this day and age, young people like you are hard to find."

"Even though you're young, you really know how to dote on someone!"

"Hehehe, it's good for your wife to nourish herself while in confinement."

"You wait, I'll pick out the fattest old hen for you."

The elderly woman wearing the leather apron also spoke up and began selecting from the iron cage.

And the other elderly women's praises and curious questions continued without pause.

Su Yue listened quietly like this, the smile on his lips never faltering.

However, what others didn't know was that Su Yue was enduring the pain in his arm at this moment.

The dizziness coming from deep within his mind became increasingly obvious, and a few cold beads of sweat seemed to have seeped from Su Yue's temples.

But due to his wet hair, rainwater flowed down his hair tips onto his cheeks.

The rainwater and sweat mixed together, unnoticed by anyone.

"Good, this one is quite plump." The elderly woman lifted an old hen from the iron cage and asked:

"Young man, should I go ahead and clean it for you?"

After receiving Su Yue's affirmation, the elderly woman's movements were very quick. She slit its throat, drained the blood, and plucked the feathers all in one go; the hen didn't even squawk much.

Seeing that the hen's blood was almost completely drained, Su Yue called a halt in time.

The elderly woman was momentarily stunned, stopped what she was doing, and brought the old hen closer.

"Young man, it's not convenient to carry it while riding your bike. Open the trunk, and I'll put it inside for you."

Hearing this, Su Yue remembered that the blood-stained Water Products Company uniform was still in the trunk on the back seat.

So he pretended to be frank and forced a smile:

"My trunk is full of tools, there's really no room..."

"Alright then, I'll use a rope to tie it onto the bike."

With that, the elderly woman found a hemp rope and tied it around the hen's neck.

Su Yue took it with one hand, paid and thanked her, and was about to start the bike to leave.

Unexpectedly, before he could move, he was called out by the elderly woman behind him again.

"Hey, hey, young man, wait a minute."

As the elderly woman spoke, she bent down.

Then, under Su Yue's gaze, she pulled out a transparent raincoat from under the stall.

She generously handed it to him and earnestly instructed:

"Young man, I'm an older person, I know the difficulties men face."

"Looking after someone in confinement is hard work, but you need to pay attention to yourself too... I see your lips are a bit pale."

"You're so young, don't wear yourself out."

The other elderly women also echoed a few words of agreement. Su Yue nodded as if moved and thanked her politely again.

Immediately, he put on the transparent raincoat, tied the hen to the left handlebar, started the bike, and left.

And even after he had left the market, the elderly women's praises behind him still hadn't stopped.

Su Yue heard the discussions behind him gradually fade, finally replaced by the sound of raindrops hitting the ground everywhere.

Now he didn't have to worry about the bloodstains on him arousing suspicion.

Even if blood was still seeping from his arm, passersby would naturally assume it was chicken blood.

And the transparent raincoat also served as protection.

At least the wound wasn't being wet by the rain through his clothes for the time being.

However, the raincoat now covered Su Yue's upper body.

The cold rain hitting the transparent brim of the raincoat eased the pain in Su Yue's head slightly.

But with less stimulation from the rain keeping him alert, the dizziness in his brain intensified instead.

He even felt increasingly weak all over, coupled with his soaked clothes, the surrounding coldness enveloped him freely.

Su Yue had already started to shiver slightly.

He clenched his teeth, seeing the wide asphalt road ahead, realizing he was almost entering the City.

...

After the electric bike entered the City, the number of vehicles on the road increased significantly.

It was evening, nearing the peak hour for people getting off work.

The sky, with its continuous heavy rain, was completely grey, looking particularly oppressive.

Amidst the bustling streets filled with traffic, the taillights of cars were quite dazzling.

Su Yue rode his electric bike, just like usual, blending in with the flow of traffic.

But no one would have guessed everything he had experienced today.

Su Yue pretended everything was normal, even waiting at the traffic lights with the surrounding vehicles.

Just then, a yellow electric bike rode up beside him.

The rider was wearing a yellow uniform jacket and looked Su Yue's electric bike up and down.

Seeing that there was no logo on it, and Su Yue also turned his head to look at him.

"Ah, sorry, I thought you were a Lan Zijun rider."

Noticing Su Yue's gaze, the other person smiled.

Immediately after, the delivery rider also noticed the hen tied to Su Yue's handlebar.

"Brother, you really know how to live, buying a chicken to cook yourself?"

"Yeah..." Su Yue casually responded, not intending to continue the conversation.

Seeing this, the other person was also sensible and didn't press further.

Seeing the green light come on, the stopped traffic started moving again.

Su Yue continued towards the City Village.

Before going home, he even deliberately rode around the market in the City Village.

Then he turned into a hidden corner...

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When Su Yue reappeared, he had already removed the disguise on his face and rode his bike into the small courtyard.

He was holding a cardboard box in his arms, looking like he had just picked up a package.

This box was an empty one he had found randomly when passing by a courier station.

And inside was the Water Products Company uniform he had previously put in the trunk.

Because it was stained with his blood, Su Yue couldn't just discard it casually.

He decided to bring it back first and find a place to burn it later.

The reason he put it in the box before entering the courtyard was to avoid the surveillance cameras at home.

Lin Jia had been tracked before, and for safety, she had installed several cameras at home, including in the courtyard.

So Su Yue had been putting on an act from this moment on.

All of this was a performance for the cameras.

What appeared on the camera footage at this moment was clearly the appearance of someone who had just gotten off work.

He stepped into the house, first put the old hen in the kitchen, and then returned to his room with the package box.

After closing the door, Su Yue's tightly wound nerves suddenly relaxed.

Now he could temporarily let down some of his guard.

Immediately after, a wave of dizziness surged like a rushing tide, nearly throwing him onto the warm, soft bed.

Su Yue really wanted to just collapse onto the bed like this and sleep soundly.

After all, he had lost a lot of blood from the wound, and his body was becoming increasingly weak.

But there were still many things that needed to be dealt with, and the wound also needed to be disinfected.

He forced himself to stay awake and walked towards the entrance of the basement.

...

Su Yue entered the basement. The intelligence room appeared more spacious and brighter after the last upgrade and renovation.

He followed his memory to the wall on the left and gently pressed it with his hand.

Accompanied by the mechanical sound of fingerprint recognition, a crack suddenly appeared in the seemingly seamless wall from the middle.

The crack continued to widen, and under Su Yue's gaze, the entire wall opened up to both sides.

What appeared before Su Yue was a wide variety of medical supplies.

They were neatly arranged in grids, like books on a library shelf.

Among them were adrenaline for first aid and cutting-edge medical equipment that had not been widely promoted.

Su Yue glanced around and took out all the usable medications.

At this moment, something in the third grid from the bottom row caught Su Yue's attention.

Those were two rows of single-sided adhesive strips connected by several ratchets, medically called a non-invasive wound closure device.

When used, the single-sided adhesive strips are applied to both sides of the wound, and then the connecting ratchets are tightened. The skin on both sides of the wound will close as the ratchets are pulled, which is suitable for wounds that require suturing.

Su Yue immediately took them out as well.

And in the large grid in the center, there was also a military medical kit.

He placed all these usable medical supplies on the table in the intelligence room.

Su Yue then took off his upper garment and began to treat his wound.

First, he poured iodophor onto the wound on his left arm to disinfect it.

As soon as it made contact, a piercing, bone-chilling pain immediately struck.

"Hiss..." Su Yue couldn't help but gasp.

He watched as white foam appeared at the wound site, indicating that the bacteria on it were being killed.

He clenched his teeth and waited for a moment until the long, narrow wound was disinfected with iodophor.

Su Yue picked up the non-invasive wound closure device and firmly attached the single-sided adhesive strips to both sides of the wound.

The torn part of the wound nearly occupied half the length of the ratchets.

Then he tightened the ratchets one by one, and the wound closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the torn muscle tissue underneath could not be restored, this action could effectively stop the bleeding.

While tightening the ratchets, blood was still flowing from the wound.

Su Yue wiped away the blood while continuing his actions.

Soon, the table was filled with a pile of blood-soaked medical cotton.

Not until Su Yue felt the skin on his left arm tighten slightly from the pulling, and the ratchets were pulled to their maximum extent.

The skin at the wound site was closed as much as possible.

Only then did Su Yue cut off the part of the ratchets that had been pulled out and wrapped a bandage around his left arm.

Having done all this while enduring the pain, Su Yue's forehead was already covered in a layer of cold sweat.

However, he knew this wasn't over. After treating the wound.

Su Yue swallowed a few anti-inflammatory pills and turned to look at the makeup table.

On the table, there was also silicone that was very similar to human skin tone, which was originally used to mold facial features for disguise.

For example, by attaching this gel, which has the same skin tone as a person, to the cheekbones and bridge of the nose.

With a slight modification, it was enough to completely change a person's appearance.

And this time, Su Yue directly picked out the largest piece.

He trimmed it to the appropriate size and finally stuck it onto the wound on his arm.

The gel, which resembled human skin, completely concealed the wound area.

From the outside, it just looked slightly raised compared to normal.

As if the wound had never appeared, others could hardly tell the difference.

Only after doing all this did Su Yue finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Recalling Lin Jia at that time, she had personally seen Yuan's left arm injured.

If she really suspected him, once she saw his left arm, most of her suspicion would instantly dissipate.

Finally, Su Yue tidied up the traces in the basement and also hid the blood-stained Water Products Company uniform from the cardboard box.

Only then did he walk out of the basement. As he expected, there was still no movement outside.

Lin Jia had clearly not yet returned from the Police Station.

Then he took out his phone and found that there were several missed calls on it.

The person calling him was not Lin Jia, but Li Haoyang.

Just as Su Yue was checking, the other person happened to call again.

Su Yue directly pressed the answer button, but Li Haoyang on the other end was stunned for a moment.

"Su... Su Ge? Is that you...?"

Hearing Li Haoyang's trembling voice, Su Yue knew that the other person had started overthinking again.

He probably thought something had happened to him and that someone else had just happened to find his phone.

"What do you think?" Su Yue's eyebrow twitched, and he said, enduring the dizziness caused by the fever.

And Li Haoyang on the other end spoke like a machine gun:

"Holy cow, you finally answered the phone!"

"What's going on with you? You're too bold, you suddenly ran out of the company and never came back."

"Our Director saw that your workstation was empty and asked several times today. Every time I said you went to the bathroom, I can't cover for you anymore!"

The other person also reminded him that he still had to deal with matters at the company.

So he said: "Oh, I just have a bit of a cold, I guess I'll have to take a few days off."

"Just a cold? Geez, I thought you had some urgent matter."

The other person breathed a sigh of relief and said casually:

"Alright then, I don't have anything else. Everyone else in our department has left work. I'm waiting for Yang Qingmei to come downstairs, and I just wanted to ask you..."

And just then, a woman's voice faintly came from the other end of the phone:

"Everyone in your department has left?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Su Yue and Li Haoyang were stunned almost simultaneously.

It wasn't just Li Haoyang on the other end who was surprised to see the person who had arrived.

Su Yue also recognized the owner of this voice; it wasn't Secretary Yang Qingmei...

It was Lan Zijun!

As President, she actually went to the Market Department?

Su Yue held his phone, his brows furrowed, and Liang Yuzhu's figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.

He faintly guessed the connection!

...

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