105: Chapter 105 You want evidence? I'll give it to you!

Lin Ning was still uneasy after returning home, as if danger was following him like a shadow, clinging to him.

But after repeatedly checking the surroundings of his home, there was no spying, no suspicious strangers.

He didn't even have the mood to temper his Psychic Power; Lin Ning bit his bare fingernails, his brain spinning so fast it was about to smoke.

From Chen Zhi's words, he knew Li Xianmin was a very powerful and dangerous person. When Lin Ning used his Psychic Power to probe him and he seemed to sense something, Lin Ning knew it for sure.

But this danger shouldn't be everything; the excitement in his body had now calmed down, and he couldn't feel the object of his stress anymore.

However, the warning in his heart, or rather, his Psychic Power, had been sounding the alarm.

Li Xianmin would be detrimental to him! He would threaten him!

Lin Ning could only think of the answer "premonition."

Damn it!

Holding his phone, he raised and lowered it several times before throwing it fiercely onto the bed. How could he urge Chen Zhi? Tell him he had a "premonition" that Li Xianmin was going to harm him?

Making up an excuse about "Physiognomy" was crazy enough; was he going to go all the way down the path of metaphysics?

A night of messy dreams followed, where he was either being hunted by Li Xianmin, or by Jason Wu, along with various beautiful women, handsome men, and even old men. What was even more excessive was that he actually dreamed of being hunted by Chen Zhi!

Had he broken some heavenly law?!

After washing up and clearing his head a bit, he felt he still had to rely on himself. He decided to go to the Fighting Gym today anyway.

After packing his things and preparing to head out, he opened the security door and saw Chen Zhi leaning against the wall by the door.

At a glance, Chen Zhi looked like he had pulled an all-nighter, with greasy hair, bloodshot and puffy eyes, and the smell of cigarettes all over him.

The moment Lin Ning saw Chen Zhi, he unexpectedly thought of the scene in his dream where Chen Zhi had a fierce look on his face while pointing a gun at him.

Lin Ning instinctively shrank back, then squinted at Chen Zhi with displeasure. I've shed blood for the country; why are you persecuting me? A nosebleed? A nosebleed is still blood!

Chen Zhi looked at Lin Ning, who was staring at him with a face full of displeasure and not saying a word, feeling a bit confused. What's wrong?

After the two stared at each other for a moment, they looked away at the same time.

Both of them felt inexplicably guilty.

Lin Ning, who was throwing a tantrum over a dream, looked away before Chen Zhi, so he didn't see that Chen Zhi had also looked away uncomfortably.

"Please come in," Lin Ning said, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Well, I haven't quite woken up yet."

Chen Zhi didn't press the matter and followed Lin Ning into the room in silence.

Taking a bottle of water from the fridge and handing it to Chen Zhi, Lin Ning returned to normal. "What's going on with you? You even came all the way to my place."

Chen Zhi sighed as if he were exhausted and leaned back against the sofa.

"Li Xianmin—there's no concrete evidence, not even indirect evidence that can link back to him. I can't file an application to investigate him. I can only investigate slowly in private. I've made some arrangements and stayed up all night. I came to tell you to behave yourself for a while, don't cause trouble, don't go to the Small Building, and try not to contact me for the time being. Didn't you want to go back to your hometown? Go back and stay for a while."

Lin Ning's brow furrowed instantly, and anger rushed to his head.

Investigate slowly? He had many reasons to object.

Trying to calm his emotions, he spoke in a cold voice.

"Then what about the losses caused during this period?"

Lin Ning stood up and stared straight at Chen Zhi, questioning him, "What about the losses to the country? How much will it cost to make up for them?"

Lin Ning didn't understand. Did so-called workplace rules outweigh national interests?

He knew that "serving the people" was gradually becoming a faint whisper, but if the shield protecting the country also had to be trapped by worldly wisdom and become a gentle decoration where everyone is happy, then...

Then what was the blood shed by the ancestors for? What was the passion of ordinary people online who were willing to be cannon fodder just to start their own genealogy?

In a country of petty schemers, what kind of families could there be?

Lin Ning's eyes gradually turned bloodshot. A fire burned his throat until it was hoarse, but his words came out like ice shards, sounding like a chuckle yet also like a curse: "You want evidence, right?"

At this moment, the playful rebelliousness was gone from his face. His features were as cold and hard as a blade's edge. He looked at Chen Zhi with arrogant eyes, and even more so at the countless shadows behind him. "I'll give it to you!"

...

Chen Zhi drove personally, while Lin Ning sat in the back seat, sitting tall and imposing, staring at the wide road ahead.

He didn't even give Chen Zhi, that old fogey, a sideways glance. Damn it, this guy was playing him!

Lin Ning had been impulsive, his Psychic Power flying everywhere. The moment those posturing words left his mouth, he sensed Chen Zhi's change in emotion.

Joy, relief, and a sense of letting go.

Lin Ning wasn't stupid.

After telling Chen Zhi to arrange a place where he could get a look at Li Xianmin and finishing his instructions, he got into the car.

As his head gradually cooled down, he realized what had happened.

Whether Chen Zhi wanted him to take action but was hesitant because Lin Ning had once said it would shorten his life, or whether he wanted to test him and use him as a tool...

None of that stopped him from being angry.

Being set up like that, his behavior and words just now were so freaking idiotic! It was a total social death! Completely dead! Burn it, scatter the ashes, he never wanted to come to this world again!

Seeing Lin Ning pursing his lips and putting on a cold face through the rearview mirror, Chen Zhi couldn't have been happier.

I am not alone on this path!

He didn't know that Lin Ning had already seen through him, and he was still thinking about how to appease and compensate him.

After all, Lin Ning's miserable state back when they dealt with Senior Engineer Gao Yayin was still vivid in his mind.

No. X East Chang'an Street, Security Headquarters.

Two cars that had met halfway parked one after the other in the parking lot.

Director Li got out of the car, checked the time, pulled out his phone to call his deputy, and began discussing work.

From beginning to end, his gaze didn't drift toward Chen Zhi's car for even a second.

Sitting in the car, Lin Ning stared blankly at the old man in front of him.

What a freaking perverted color, golden-red. What does that even mean?

It made him want to use the Eye of Insight to see what this old man's deal was and what that color represented.

At this moment, he felt a bit of trepidation.

Perhaps simple colors couldn't absolutely distinguish between good and bad people.

Just then, Chen Zhi whispered, "He's here!"

A low-profile Audi A6 merged into the parking lot like a drop of water into the sea—here, it was either an Audi or a Hongqi.

With "battle" imminent, a thought popped into Lin Ning's head: Is it illegal to drive other car brands here?

Likely having a tacit parking spot, Li Xianmin's car parked two or three spaces away.

Getting out of the car, Li Xianmin straightened his clothes and walked quickly toward Director Li.

Director Li happened to hang up his phone at that moment, turned his head slightly, and spotted Li Xianmin. A hint of a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Director Li!" Li Xianmin walked a few steps closer and greeted him.

Inside the car, Lin Ning adjusted his sitting position and stared at the top of Li Xianmin's head—Eye of Insight!

Activate!

In his field of vision, the point of light in front of the blood-red name suddenly expanded.

A terrifying suction force swept over him.

Everything around him began to twist and deform, like an old photograph beginning to fade.

Lin Ning did not resist, letting that force carry his Psychic Power, thoughts, and soul into that passage.