4: Am I in danger?

Su Yue's mind was struck by thunder.

Someone wants to assassinate Lan Zijun?

Why?

Su Yue was somewhat incredulous.

Although he didn't have any ulterior motives towards Lan Zijun, he had to admit that Lan Zijun truly fit the standard of a goddess in the eyes of the public.

Although she was extremely serious and rarely smiled while working, like an ice queen, at the same time, she also possessed many virtues such as kindness and thoughtfulness.

Coupled with her stunning appearance and considerable family background, she was completely a favored daughter of heaven.

Everyone wanted to hold such a favored daughter of heaven in their palms, so why would anyone want to assassinate her?

What was the motive?

Love? Impossible. I heard Lan Zijun had never been in a relationship, and the marriage with that young master from the Qian family was also a family alliance with no emotional basis.

For wealth?

Also unlikely. Lan Zijun is indeed a rich daughter and started her own company, possessing considerable wealth. It would be normal for criminals to target her. However, facing such a breathtaking beauty, even robbers might not be able to bring themselves to do it.

After all, not everyone has a heart of stone capable of destroying beauty. It should be said that very few can do this, even among bandits.

Moreover, the intelligence also stated that Lan Zijun was facing assassination, not robbery!

Whoosh—

Taking a deep breath of air and slowly exhaling, Su Yue briefly cleared his mind, allowing his brain, which had processed so much information, to rest.

Tap tap tap—

Tapping his knuckles on the desk, Su Yue began to ponder.

His current urgent desire was to upgrade his Intelligence Outpost, and upgrading the Intelligence Outpost required funds!

Someone wants to assassinate Lan Zijun. This is indeed very valuable intelligence. But how to make Lan Zijun believe it is the problem.

Should he go directly to Lan Zijun and tell her: Someone wants to kill you?

Obviously, that wouldn't work.

If an employee she had never interacted with suddenly delivered such news, Lan Zijun's reaction would definitely be anger and suspicion, not directed at others, but at Su Yue himself, the one who delivered the news.

She would very likely mistake it as Su Yue threatening her.

Because there was a crucial factor—no evidence.

The intelligence only contained this bare statement, with no reason, no mention of who was involved, and absolutely no concrete evidence.

Similarly, if this news were conveyed to Lan Zijun's family, it would also not be believed by the other party due to the lack of evidence.

Su Yue's brows gradually furrowed, and he shook his head slightly.

"It's not easy, it's a bit tricky."

Su Yue stopped tapping the desk, his eyes focused on a single point as he thought intently.

Several minutes passed, and he couldn't think of a good solution for the time being.

Finding evidence required careful consideration. Since he couldn't think of a good method, perhaps he should look at the second piece of intelligence first.

Stretching his arms into the air, Su Yue used his core to stretch his body, shaking off his weariness, and then picked up the second file bag on the desk.

Winding the white string loop by loop, Su Yue's anticipation surged.

The intelligence on Lan Zijun was C-grade, hiding a shocking secret within.

And this piece of intelligence was D-grade. Although it was one level lower, with the Lan Zijun intelligence as a precedent, perhaps this file could also provide an opportunity to use intelligence to earn funds for the Intelligence Outpost's development!

Click—

Swoosh—

With practiced ease, Su Yue opened the file bag, pulled out the paper document, then inverted the opening and tilted it downwards.

Unlike before, this time no USB drive fell out.

He shook it hard again, but there was still nothing. Su Yue turned the file bag right side up and looked into the opening.

It was empty.

It seemed there was only paper intelligence this time.

Putting down the file bag, he picked up the paper intelligence. Su Yue's eyes quickly scanned it, eager to see what kind of intelligence it was.

[Name: Su Yue]

[Gender: Male]

[Height: 185]

...

[Previously dated 3 girlfriends, one was a sure thing, one was absolutely evil, one was full of intensity]

[The most recent time he joined an internet flame war was to complain that "Wumeizijian" was too unpleasant to listen to]

[Land Keyboard Immortal, Zaun Pianist, Master of the Art of Cursing]

...

Clatter—

Like a spring, Su Yue suddenly shot up, his chair hitting something and making a noise as it slid back.

As if a ferocious alien stood before him, Su Yue's eyes widened in disbelief and his brows furrowed tightly as he faced the information on the intelligence.

What the hell?!

The intelligence, it's actually my information?!

Sitting back down in his chair, Su Yue quickly flipped through the document.

Every item on the paper was Su Yue's detailed information, without a single error.

However, compared to Lan Zijun's intelligence, Su Yue's document was not detailed down to every aspect of his life, not even close, which slightly eased the tension in Su Yue's heart.

This was clearly the difference between C-grade and D-grade intelligence.

But immediately after, the information on the last page of the paper document made his gradually calming heart leap again, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back, drenching it.

[Will encounter life-threatening danger in half a year.]

Life-threatening danger?

Su Yue was suddenly stunned.

Someone wants to kill me?!

Feeling dizzy, Su Yue quickly reached out and held onto the side of the desk, trying his best to maintain his balance.

Anyone's first reaction upon seeing news of being hunted down is fear.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Taking several deep breaths in a row, he calmed himself down, and Su Yue gradually became composed.

He told himself inwardly: Tension and fear are useless now, they will only increase anxiety and make him lose his composure.

His breathing gradually steadied, and the rise and fall of his chest were no longer violent. Su Yue calmly analyzed the situation in his mind.

Recently, he had been going to work and coming home according to schedule, just between home and the company, a two-point line. Who could he have offended?

Su Yue rubbed his chin, carefully recalling every detail of his work and life.

He recalled every instance where he had come into conflict with others.

At work, he had argued with a male colleague over data discrepancies, leaving the other person speechless after Su Yue spoke.

While buying breakfast, he angrily rebuked someone who cut in line and exchanged curses with them.

When buying vegetables at the market, a small vendor shortchanged him, and Su Yue confronted him face-to-face at the public scale, attracting onlookers.

....

These were purely trivial matters. Could someone have harbored the thought of killing Su Yue because of them?!

It really doesn't make sense!

Su Yue felt completely screwed.

Just a few minutes ago, he was still worrying about Lan Zijun, the beautiful President.

He never expected that just a few minutes later, he would also be on a blacklist.

Fate really knows how to mess with people.

He and the beautiful President were actually in the same boat!

Reorganizing his thoughts, Su Yue extended the period of his recollection, thinking about who he had had conflicts with over the past two or three years.

After thinking it through, no incidents of forming a deep enmity with anyone came to mind.

To harbor murderous intent and want to kill someone, that's a deadly feud!

This would require the kind of hatred one feels for killing one's father or mother!

Su Yue, who had always kept to himself and was solitary, how could he have formed such a grievance?!

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.

Su Yue felt a little restless, stood up in frustration, and paced back and forth within the Intelligence Outpost.

In his anxiety, he momentarily wanted to pick up smoking again, a habit he had quit, to relieve his frustration.

But he had no cigarettes on hand, so he had to give up.

Tap tap tap tap—

Tap tap tap tap—

Pacing back and forth, Su Yue's body was tense and straight, and the 'knot' formed by his tightly furrowed brows never loosened.

Thump—

Suddenly stopping, a line of analysis flashed through Su Yue's mind.

Is it possible that this intelligence indicates: indiscriminate killing.

Doubting, could this intelligence itself be false?

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