Big Data Cultivation Chapter 361

Chapter 361: Chapter 361: Unsettled Night (Second Update)

No one was still behind the curtain, but wait, huh… the window wasn't locked? Aren't they afraid it might be blown open by the wind?

Li Shishi reached out to lock the window, but as her hand touched the handle, her eyes shifted and she withdrew her hand.

Carrying a bottle of mineral water back to the outer room, she properly closed the door and checked the time on her mobile phone: 4:50 in the morning!

She opened her handbag to check again, three stacks of red bills lying intact inside, and she exhaled a sigh of relief— as long as the money was there, it was fine.

At this point, she was ready to return to her own room to rest, but as she approached the door, she was startled to find that the latch was fastened!

Where on earth had Feng Jun gone, and how did he get out? Li Shishi was truly baffled.

She could leave now, of course, but she wouldn't be able to fasten the door latch after leaving, and if she didn't lock it, her sister in the room would be in some danger—her husband's family was just too wicked.

Li Shishi drank half a bottle of water and decided to just take off her skirt and lie down on the sofa, pulling over a blanket— and she would just keep on sleeping.

But this time, she could not sleep soundly no matter what. In a dazed state, she heard strange noises coming from the bedroom.

The noises weren't really strange—adult men and women would be quite clear about them— teens would roughly understand too…

After listening for a while, Li Shishi felt sweat on her forehead and her body went weak. She couldn't help crossing her legs tightly: “This sister of mine, playing by herself and for so long,” she thought. “Are married women all so insatiable?”

She didn't know how much time passed, but the noises inside stopped. After a while, sounds of running water began, as if someone had entered the bathroom.

Only then did Li Shishi remember that she had not taken a bath since entering the hotel.

The bathroom at her staff dormitory was in poor condition, not taking a bath while staying in a suite for once would be a loss, wouldn't it?

So she got up from the sofa and knocked on the bedroom door, “Sister, I'm going. I'm going back to take a shower.”

A nasal voice came from the room, “Shi Shi, wait a moment, I'll go with you.”

Hmm? Li Shishi's eyes shifted. She's not in the bathroom?

Curiosity got the better of her, and without further thought, she pushed open the door and stepped in, “Sister… oh my…”

She covered her eyes. Her sister was quite refreshing to see, lying on the bed… in a Ge You slouch with a face full of laziness…

Feng Jing was startled too not knowing where the strength came from, she grabbed the blanket and covered herself, “How did you come in?”

Li Shishi leaned her ear to the side to listen and confirm someone was in the bathroom, then chuckled, “You should be saying that to my brother, shouldn't you?”

“You little rascal,” Feng Jing said, both annoyed and amused, “Get out of here, you'll get an eye disease.”

“Okay, I'm going. But remember to be quick,” Li Shishi said smiling.

“Or you could go first,” Feng Jun's voice rose from the bathroom, “Your sister can just take a bath here.”

Li Shishi casually walked to the curtain and reached in to push the window.

—For some reason, the window was now locked.

At that moment, she began to vaguely understand why he said it was dangerous to be with him.

Li Shishi really wanted to tell him that with him by her side, she wasn't afraid of danger!

However, it was a pity that this was ultimately impossible. Suppressing the disappointment in her heart, she asked, “Sister, should I head back first then?”

“Mhm,” Feng Jing hummed softly, “We'll eat together later.”

Li Shishi put her coat on and as she was leaving the room, she subconsciously checked the time: it was now 6:50…

When Director Luo woke up, he felt weak and sore all over, but… the sunlight had already penetrated the thick curtains and entered the room.

He didn't want to get up, but still reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table and glanced at it, then was jolted awake, “Holy shit, it's 9:40 already?”

He sat up abruptly and turned to look at the woman beside him, “Didn't think to wake me earlier… ah~~~”

His voice was shrill and high-pitched; the woman beside him was also startled into sitting up quickly, “What's wrong?”

“Your… your hair,” Director Luo pointed at the woman's head, a face full of horror.

The woman reached to feel her hair and also screamed shrilly, “Ah~~~”

Half of her hair had been shaved off, leaving half her scalp smooth and bare.

The shorn hair was scattered on the floor of the bedroom, clearly shaved with an extremely sharp razor, and not cut with just a pair of scissors.

The two of them opened the window and looked out for a long time, finally able to ascertain that there were no short hair stubs on the ground.

The woman screamed again and ran straight to the room's door, “Call the police, call the property management!”

“The door is locked from the inside,” Director Luo pulled her back, “They didn't come in through the door.”

“But we still need to call the police,” the woman said with a face full of shock, “Stealing is one thing, but why shave my hair off?”

“Don't shout, let me think,” Director Luo spoke impatiently, “You can call the police, but how will you explain my presence here?”

“This is the perfect opportunity for you to divorce!” The woman was obviously a bit hysterical.

“Snap out of it!” Director Luo retorted coldly, “Did this knife shave your head, or did it touch your neck?”

“Sss,” the woman took a sharp breath when she heard this, and her face turned deathly pale, “Did your frumpy wife do this?”

“She's not that clever,” Director Luo said with impatience, “This was done by my enemy… let me have some peace!”

He pondered for a while, and the two started to search the room again. Finally, they found a clue in the kitchen—a cut in the window glass, very neat, through which the perpetrator had entered after opening the window.

However… how had the perpetrator climbed up? The windows in the community were not fitted with security bars, and they lived on the eleventh floor.

The woman began rummaging through the chests and cabinets to check if any valuables were missing.

Director Luo, on the other hand, lit a cigarette, took several deep drags with a grim expression, then gritted his teeth and spat out two words, “Feng Jun!”

These tactics of sneaking in late at night, threatening with a razor blade, could only be done by someone with a deep grudge—not to mention the skill to shave your head without you noticing. Now, what if the razor went down twenty centimeters?

A mere grudge wasn't enough; they had to have the actual capability to carry it out.

Feng Jun was not only wealthy but also came from a background of running private mines, fitting all the characteristics.

The most crucial point was that they had recently become enemies.

Director Luo's first impulse was also to call the police; his hands were shaking—he was genuinely terrified.

But calling the police… would expose his affair, and that was a price too steep to pay.

He was pondering how to resolve the situation when he suddenly heard the woman say, “Old Luo, is this camera yours?”

“What camera?” Director Luo's heart sank instinctively, sensing the situation was even more troublesome than he had imagined.

The camera surely contained photos, including various images of him and the woman sleeping together, and what was worse… there was a video too!

The content of the video was them making love, and judging by the time, it was from this very early morning.

After watching the video, both of their faces turned white.

Old Luo looked thoughtfully at the woman, “Did we… this morning, have we… why can't I remember?”

“It seems…” The woman wrinkled her forehead, thinking hard, she reached inside her robe to feel around, “Ouch, we did… but my memory of it is also blurry.”

Director Luo's face grew even darker, “How was this done?”

“Who cares how he did it,” the woman said, panicked, “The key is whether he still has these photos. You might want to be an internet sensation, but I sure as hell am not interested in joining you!”

“Are you out of your mind?” Director Luo also lost his patience and spoke very rudely, “Is it even possible that he doesn't have them? Leaving a camera behind is his way of telling us that these things happened!”

The woman panicked, “We should call the police, we can't let him blackmail us.”

“He doesn't care about extorting you!” Director Luo slapped his thigh fiercely in anger, “A billionaire, as if he needs your money!”

Hearing this, the woman turned red with anger, “Damn it, Luo, is it you who's lost your mind? This kind of person… What were you thinking, offending him?”

“You don't understand, it wasn't my intention,” Director Luo was truly exasperated.

He was silent for a long time, then raised his hand and slapped himself hard, “Yes, I'm an idiot. Why would I offend him? Li Liangquan isn't even afraid to offend me… I'm less significant than a child!”

In fact, his self-admonition wasn't entirely accurate. Li Liangquan had no significant business in the industry, and he could afford to drop everything and leave, while Director Luo could not. At his age, having reached this position, how could he give up so easily?

Of course, after realizing the terrifying extent of the person he had offended, he understood Li Liangquan's choice.

Unbeknownst to him, Li Liangquan was busy with his duties that morning.

He occasionally thought of Feng Jun, but quickly he would realize that it wasn't within his power to resolve it.

Thus, his concern seemed somewhat redundant.

There were many other matters waiting for him to attend to.

At ten o'clock, he met with an important client to discuss upcoming cooperative matters. To avoid interruptions, he had set his mobile phone to silent mode.

The meeting lasted twenty minutes, and then he was called away to assist with something else. By the time he remembered to check his silent phone, forty minutes had passed.

Upon checking his mobile phone, he found nine missed calls, seven of which were from Director Luo.

While looking at his mobile phone, Director Luo's call came through again, and he blurted out, “Li Liangquan, what are you doing? Do you no longer want to work?”

Director Luo was known for his sharp tongue when speaking with subordinates, but this was beyond his usual degree of harshness, mainly due to the shock and anxiety, he had experienced that morning, which made him extremely unstable.

Li Liangquan was so busy that he was at his wits' end, and hearing this, he couldn't help but think of Feng Jun, thinking that what had to come, had finally come. Since things had come to this, he might as well go all out, “I can't possibly resign, you'll have to fire me.”

According to regulations, if he was fired without a serious mistake, he could receive an additional one to three months' salary. Who would hold a grudge against money?

Chapter end

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