Chapter 135 - Chapter 135: 132 Emperor Ying: Just playing around by exposing my own alt account【1 more】

Chapter 135: 132 Emperor Ying: Just playing around by exposing my own alt account【1 more】

“After she left, the box with the dance costume disappeared.”

These two sentences gradually silenced the surrounding bustle.

The people around all looked over, their gazes filled with scrutiny.

Especially the few dancers about to go on stage, their expressions instantly turned cold.

This performance was very important to them, as it was their chance to be noticed by directors and producers, and thereby enter the entertainment industry.

After all, they were only trainees at the company, the most ordinary ones at that, without even the qualifications to participate in talent shows.

Now that the dance costume was gone, how could they go on stage and catch the attention of those within the circle?

Ying Zijin wore a black baseball cap, the brim pressed down to cover her brows and eyes, only revealing her nose and lips.

It was already evening, with the lights flickering on and off, making the girl’s features indistinct, only her silhouette was visible.

Hazy, yet it made her seem all the more ethereal.

The production team’s leader also looked over: “You mean, she took it?”

“The surveillance doesn’t show that.” said the crew member monitoring the footage from a computer, “But she was indeed the last one to leave, and she’s not part of our group.”

Not a crew member, nor a performer, how did she get backstage?

The production team leader frowned and quickly stepped forward, blocking the girl’s path: “Miss, please come with us back to the backstage.”

He raised his hand to grab her arm.

But just as he stretched it out, mid-way, it was intercepted by another hand.

The man’s fingers were long and his fingernails were pale and flawless, like jade.

The gesture was light, yet inexplicably sharp.

Chilling with a sense of decisiveness.

The production team leader was startled and looked up.

Up close, he was momentarily stunned by the appearance of the person before him.

Hengdian Film and Television City was over three hundred kilometers away from Shanghai City, in a small town.

Although the people here had some concept of the Four major noble families of Shanghai City, they had never seen them in person and naturally would not recognize Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yunshen raised his chin slightly, a smile lingering on his lips, his tone light: “Go check the surveillance, the complete footage.”

The production team leader was taken aback again, his frown deepening.

Logically speaking, they really had no need to take the dance costume.

While the dance costumes were exquisite, they were not luxury goods.

The production team leader, having seen many in Hengdian, could tell at a glance that both the man and the girl were wearing haute couture.

Would he bother to trouble a few dancers?

He picked up a walkie-talkie and called a technician over.

Ying Zijin looked up: “Well, I can——”

“No need.” Fu Yunshen pulled down the brim of her cap a little further, “It’s not your issue, why waste time?”

He didn’t spend time in the entertainment industry, but he had heard from Nie Chao about some of the tactics used there.

Pretty dirty.

Now, it had come to the point where even ordinary people were not spared.

Ying Zijin didn’t say much, just gave a slight nod.

This kind of trivial matter had occurred so recently that she understood the causes and consequences just by glancing at it.

Sometimes, when melodramatic events happened to her, they really… lost their entertainment value.

Meanwhile, the technician hurried over and began to review the surveillance footage copied from the control room.

A few minutes later, he looked up: “Team leader, this segment of surveillance has been edited, there’s a section missing.”

The production team leader’s expression changed: “How long will it take to restore it?”

“It’s a bit troublesome.” The technician hesitated, “I need an hour.”

“No way.” The lead dancer was in a hurry, “We’re going on stage in ten minutes.”

Even if they were to order custom dance costumes now, there wouldn’t be enough time.

“Team leader!” On the other side, several crew members rushed over, “We’ve found it, the dance costume has been found. Someone threw it into a crevice near the Stone Bridge.”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin deleted the text message and turned off her phone: “Let’s go.”

Seeing the two people leave just like that, a crew member was dissatisfied: “Team leader, just like that, you let them go?”

“The dance costume has been found, and there’s no evidence it was them, why hold them up?” The production team leader shook his head, “Don’t know which young master he is from a wealthy family, it’s already good he didn’t make a fuss, why look for trouble?”

The crew member was taken aback.

“Continue restoring the surveillance.” The production team leader instructed, “Someone targeted this performance, we must find out who.”

**

Second floor of the small building.

Ying Zijin walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel in one hand and holding her phone in the other, she logged onto the NOK forum.

The NOK forum actually only had a computer version for logging in, but she found carrying her computer around every day to be troublesome, so she coded a mobile version instead.

As soon as she logged in, her private message inbox began to ring like crazy.

Ying Zijin turned off the sound and without looking, deleted all messages from strangers in her private inbox.

Ever since the day she had posted a bounty on the forum, the number of people private messaging her hadn’t stopped.

The requests to add her as a friend were even more numerous, with some from forum administrators.

However, she had created this account for two reasons: firstly, to understand Earth as it is now, and secondly, to read gossips and enjoy her retirement.

Hidden forum sections had more bounties than the regular homepage, but the bigwigs still came out to post for fun, looking for some entertainment.

For example, yesterday, there was a discussion about how some high-ranking officer from IBI was chased out of his home with a stick by his wife and had to seek shelter with his subordinates.

The IBI, which made outsiders tremble with fear, was merely a topic of conversation in NOK.

It was quite a normal occurrence, after all, sometimes when the IBI couldn’t find someone or International Intelligence Agency IIA couldn’t dig up any news, they had to come here and post asking for help.

After deleting her private messages, Ying Zijin saw a friend request.

[Divine doctor! Divine doctor! After using the medicine you sent, my scars finally healed. Growth Points are useless to me, I think you’re at a disadvantage, Divine doctor. Is there anything you’re lacking? May I send you something?]

Ying Zijin remembered that this was a bounty she took before she had access to the hidden section, and casually replied with four characters.

[No need, testing drugs.]

Just after responding, a red dot appeared on her friend request notification.

[Ding, @Please Take This Medicine requests to add you as a friend, do you agree?]

[No/Yes]

Ying Zijin glanced at the nickname, her phoenix-like eyes slightly squinting.

After entering the hidden section of NOK forum, she had already browsed through all the information.

Of course, she had not missed the bounty information pinned at the top, which was why she chose to maintain a low profile with this new account.

She now knew that the one who wanted to kill Fu Yunshen was a hunter from the NOK ranking.

‘Hunter’ was just a generic term, with many different classifications underneath it.

Sharpshooter, Hypnotist, Assassin, Face-changing Artist, Poison Master, etc.

Each classification had its own leaderboard.

This user called “Please Take This Medicine” was the third-ranked Poison Master on the Poison Master Ranking and was rumored to have run off to sell sunscreen on some beach.

But this had nothing to do with her.

Ying Zijin’s finger moved, and she pressed “No”.

Then she browsed today’s gossip and logged off.

**

The next day.

Ying Zijin slept in until ten before getting up.

Fu Yunshen had gone out early and left her a WeChat message.

He had asked her to stay close by until he came back.

Nie Chao, who hadn’t received any instructions, felt quite suffocated.

When he was with the big boss, he was the fragile one; shouldn’t he be the one being protected?

Ying Zijin opened up the map and searched for a tea house to have some dim sum.

Nie Chao quickly followed.

Even for his own safety, he had to keep up closely with the big boss.

The tea house was also inside Hengdian Film and Television City, with this street imitating Tang Dynasty architecture, complete with erhu players and pianists below.

“Boss, what do you think The Seventh Young Master is thinking?” sighed Nie Chao. “It seems like he treasures you so much, he’s afraid you’ll melt.”

“Your brother does the same to you.”

“…”

Nie Chao nearly died on the spot.

His brother wanted to beat him into a pulp, that’s for sure.

As they were eating, the sound of footsteps approached, the click-clack of high heels.

It attracted the attention of the other customers in the tea house.

It was a woman, with red lips and black hair, clad in a black business suit dress, a strong female figure in the business world at a glance.

The receptionist at the tea house hurried forward to greet her: “Madam Gao.”

The woman waved her hand dismissively and walked straight to a table by the window.

She bent down, tapped on the table, and spoke in a cool and condescending tone, “Miss Ying, right? May I ask why you took away our employee’s dance costume?”

Nie Chao had been out drinking yesterday and was clueless about what had happened; he was stunned.

Ying Zijin didn’t respond and was looking at her phone.

The woman frowned subconsciously, didn’t ask further, and stated, “I don’t know why you did this, but Hengdian is not a place for you to act wildly. Please leave.”

After saying that, she gestured to the receptionist nearby, “Please show them out.”

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The receptionist hesitated but moved forward.

This Madam Gao was an important customer of the tea house and had made significant investments; they couldn’t afford to provoke her.

Ying Zijin remained seated without moving, still looking down at her phone.

The woman frowned, displeased, “Miss Ying, please mind your manners.”

“Apologies,” Ying Zijin slowly lifted her head, her tone as coldly nonchalant as ever, “Ten seconds ago, I bought this place.”