176: Back to the industrial park

Stepping in from the living room, this house was a typical Vietnamese long-strip residence, about 5 meters wide.

Seven or eight emaciated young men lay on the living room sofa, and a strong scent of medicated oil filled the air as soon as one entered the house.

Vietnamese local medicated oil was actually quite effective, an essential everyday remedy for many families.

These young men lay there, occasionally letting out a groan.

"Brother Xiong, how do you plan to get revenge this time?"

"Are you still going to follow? That person isn't someone we can deal with."

"A Cheng is right. Have you ever seen one person beat dozens of us?"

"To be honest, when that person kicked, I flew out before I could even react."

"..."

A group of people chattered about the beating they received at noon.

They were always the ones doing the beating; they had never been beaten before.

But noon today taught them a harsh lesson: there were still formidable people in this world who disregarded their numbers.

Li Qinghe could tell from their discussion that most of them were scared, purely beaten into submission.

When numbers could no longer be a source of security, a loose gang, united by a code of loyalty, would quickly crumble from within.

Li Qinghe only stood in the living room for a while before four or five of the young men went upstairs, packed their belongings, and left the house.

"These ungrateful wretches, they never took advantage of Brother Xiong's kindness. He was good to them for nothing."

"Just wait until Brother Xiong's leg heals. Let's see how they dare to face us at school."

"..."

Only two young men remained half-reclining on the sofa, indignantly cursing those who had left, while feeling proud of their loyalty to their brothers.

Li Qinghe ignored them for the moment and went upstairs to look around. It was a four-story building, with two bedrooms on each floor, but starting from the second floor, two beds were placed in the living room area on each floor, and the bedrooms were the same.

No wonder Wei Shichao said over 20 people lived in this building.

It turned out that several people lived in each room. Looking up and down, apart from a few young people lying on beds on the third and fourth floors, only one room on the second floor had a locked door.

It seemed to be Ruan Wuxiong's room, and it probably hid many little secrets.

Li Qinghe recalled winning a Master Locksmith skill in a lottery. He usually used it to open 'heart locks' because he had no opportunity to open physical locks.

This situation was a perfect opportunity to put it into practice.

Li Qinghe looked left and right and found a scattered paperclip on a desk.

He twisted his fingers a few times, folded the paperclip into a shape, inserted it into the lock of the locked room, and gently wiggled it a few times. The lock clicked open.

Li Qinghe walked in. The entire room was filled with a perfume scent, meant to mask another odor.

A trash can was filled with tissues, with a rubber condom dangling from the edge.

There was a large double bed in this room, with the sheets haphazardly bundled up.

Next to it was a desk with a laptop and several packs of tissues.

A large wardrobe stood open, with many clothes hanging inside.

Li Qinghe's gaze fell on the laptop. He pulled out a tissue, wrapped it around his finger, and tapped the computer keyboard.

The screen lit up. It seemed this computer was always powered on. As expected, it had a password.

Looking at the password input box on the screen, Li Qinghe had an epiphany: a computer password lock was also a type of password lock, so... his tissue-wrapped finger quickly danced across the screen a few times, and the computer screen instantly unlocked. Li Qinghe looked at the 1TB hard drive capacity, and his mind stirred.

All the files on the entire computer were stored in the Future Camera.

Li Qinghe had stumbled upon this function by accident. He wondered if, since recorded video files could instantly appear on the computer out of thin air, files on the computer could also be transferred to the camera.

After trying, Li Qinghe found no problems. As long as the computer was unlocked, the files inside could instantly be stored in the camera.

Retrieving files stored in the camera was extremely fast. After deleting some useless files, Li Qinghe's expression was quite rich.

Because the remaining content was very exciting.

It was comparable to Japanese amateur infantry blockbusters.

Ruan Wuxiong and his gang were truly not good people.

Just based on these video files on the computer, sentencing them to ten or eight years would be no problem at all.

Li Qinghe quietly left the house. The computer would automatically lock and black out if untouched.

His current skills only allowed him to open locks; he didn't know how to erase login traces or anything similar.

Fortunately, there was no surveillance here, and with the current level of Vietnamese police, it would be almost impossible to trace Li Qinghe.

Because the files in the camera were stored like memories, Li Qinghe could perceive their content with his mind.

So he quickly passed by the Hanoi Public Security Bureau near Hanoi University and generated files of the video content on several computers in the Public Security Bureau.

After finishing his task, Li Qinghe dusted off his hands and returned to Hanoi University. Not long after, he met Nguyen Thi Linh and Nguyen Thi Trinh next to the parking shed.

"A Ling, A Trinh, no motorcycles today. We'll drive home."

Li Qinghe stopped the two from preparing to ride their motorcycles home.

He still needed Nguyen Thi Linh and Nguyen Thi Trinh to get their driver's licenses when they had time.

Thinking of the scenery on the road trip to Nghe An, Li Qinghe drove to the suburban industrial park, where he had lived when he first met Nguyen Thi Linh.

To this day, Li Qinghe had not canceled the lease.

"Ah, Brother, this is..." Nguyen Thi Linh looked at the increasingly familiar surroundings, her face filled with surprise.

"Yes, this is near the industrial area. Is your neighbor auntie still working at the factory? Do you want to go see her?"

Li Qinghe drove, a slight smile on his face, reminiscing about his first days in Vietnam spent in this area.

Li Qinghe had ridden his second-hand motorcycle through all the streets and alleys nearby.

"Thank you, Brother. The last time I came to see this auntie was early last month." Nguyen Thi Linh happily gave Li Qinghe a sweet kiss.

She hadn't forgotten that when her family was struggling, she came out to work with this neighbor auntie and earned her first salary, and it was here that she met Li Qinghe.

"A Ling, did you used to work in the industrial park here?"

"I almost came along too, but my dad restricted me from traveling far at the time."

Nguyen Thi Trinh, hearing their conversation, also interjected, curiously looking at the surrounding environment.

She almost came here to become a glorious factory girl.

But now... Nguyen Thi Trinh lovingly stroked the car's leather seats. This was a car worth tens of billions of vietnamese dong. She had checked online that afternoon and learned that such cars could only be imported, and their price was astounding.

Only a car like this was a true luxury car, and she was sitting in such a car.

Li Qinghe had completely freed her and Nguyen Thi Linh from the fate of working in a factory.

Thinking of this, Nguyen Thi Trinh looked at Nguyen Thi Linh gratefully.

It was Nguyen Thi Linh who met Li Qinghe, which led to Li Qinghe's trip to Nghe An, and because of Li Qinghe's trip to Nghe An, she was finally exchanged from the neighboring town for 200 million vietnamese dong.

Li Qinghe drove skillfully to the entrance of a fruit store, which sold fresh fruit year-round.

After getting out of the car, the three of them selected some fruits in the store, including navel oranges from Akalin Province.

Nguyen Thi Linh first called the auntie, confirmed she had already gotten off work, and then told her she was coming to see her.

The Mercedes-Benz stopped at the factory gate. After registering at the guardhouse, it drove into the factory area under the envious gazes of the guards.

The car stopped downstairs at the factory dormitory.

"A Trinh, I used to live in this dormitory, eight people to a room."

Nguyen Thi Linh pointed to the dormitory and introduced it to Nguyen Thi Trinh, letting her see another world.

The fortunate Nguyen Thi Trinh moved directly into her home after leaving Nghe An and had not experienced such simple dormitory conditions.

Not long after, the auntie came down from the dormitory. When she saw Li Qinghe accompanying Nguyen Thi Linh, a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"A Ling, seeing that you two are still so good, Auntie is relieved."

"Oh, isn't this A Trinh? You've come to Hanoi too?"

The auntie was very surprised to see Nguyen Thi Trinh. She hadn't returned to her hometown since bringing Nguyen Thi Linh out of there.

Nguyen Thi Trinh also dutifully greeted the auntie, telling her that she was working with Li Qinghe and also attending university.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries and handing the fruit to the auntie, the three drove away from the industrial park.

"Brother, what are we doing here?"

Nguyen Thi Trinh felt very strange seeing Li Qinghe park the car outside a small alley.