Soul Patch

Chapter 91 Give Me Back My Phone

"How can you not go? There are four people in the dorm, and you're the only one missing. Do you think that's appropriate?" Bai Yu thought to himself, "If no one is there to take the fall, how can I stand out?"

No, we have to bring Wenjie there.

"I...I'm not available today, I..."

Wenjie looked at his hands. He was about to die, and he still had the energy to pay attention to the boss's celebration banquet.

"What's wrong? Where are you? I'll drive over to pick you up after get off work."

Bai Yu said without any room for doubt.

"I... I mean the victory celebration banquet, I didn't contribute much there."

That night, when we were drinking, the boss made it clear before he left that he wanted Bai Yu and Wen Jie to take good care of him.

Bai Yu was mentioned first.

"Oh, you're talking about this? I left the social security account opening documents they submitted on your desk. Aren't you familiar with the registration team? Can you process it for them later?"

Bai Yu said it casually.

Wenjie, however, sensed a sour undertone in his voice.

Registration team? Who in the registration team am I familiar with?

Is it Yang Shanshan?

Holy crap, is Bai Yu jealous?

Having been friends with Bai Yu for so many years, he has never publicly acknowledged his relationship with Yang Shanshan.

He did ask, but since he wasn't sure himself, he just hummed and hawed it off.

And now...

After working hard last night, his relationship with Yang Shanshan went from being ambiguous and distant to being several levels higher in an instant.

He's definitely officially dating Yang Shanshan now.

The thought of being able to "date" Yang Shanshan filled him with indescribable sweetness.

Find an opportunity to bring Yang Shanshan home to meet my mom. If she doesn't, she'll complain to the neighbors for a whole year!

Lost in thought, Wenjie sat on the ground, holding his phone, and started grinning foolishly.

I should find an opportunity to talk to Bai Yu about this, otherwise it always feels like something's missing.

"Okay, I'll contact you this afternoon. I injured my hand and need to go to a nearby hospital to get it treated."

Wenjie then casually responded to Bai Yu's concern and hurriedly hung up the phone.

Wenjie glanced towards the door; even though he had just been on the phone, he remained vigilant. Who knew if an uninvited guest might break down the door?

He quietly approached the door and listened intently for a long time.

I didn't hear anything.

It seems the person outside has left.

Were those hallucinations just now part of a big surprise from Jia Nan's accomplices?

So... they've withdrawn now?

While Wenjie was on the phone, the fitness enthusiast by the door took out a small pair of glasses from her sports bag.

It looks like a mini telescope, but the lenses are indeed red.

She picked up the lens and peered through the crack in the door into the house.

Soon, a faint flow of heat was seen through the lens.

This thing... is actually a miniature thermal imager.

However, the heat that can be collected through the door gap is limited, and the image is blurry.

All that could be seen was a human-shaped heat source struggling on the ground in the center of the house, its body emitting yellow and red energy waves due to varying degrees of heat.

The girl was slightly stunned.

This was different from what she had expected. She thought the people inside the house had already hit the wall and passed out, or had suffered a mental breakdown and were frozen in shock.

She turned her beautiful face to one side, rubbed her eyes, and looked again through the peephole on the door.

You can try any light-transmitting medium.

Just as she switched to her other eye, ready to see what was going on...

the phone is ringing.

It wasn't her call; her phone was on vibrate.

She frowned and put away the mini thermal imager in her hand.

Do we still need this thing?

The sound of a grown man talking on the phone came through the crack in the door, and I could hear it clearly as I stood at the door.

She was very surprised; she couldn't understand what had happened today.

Somewhat absentmindedly, I went downstairs and turned into the stairwell of the adjacent building.

She took out her phone, opened the Alipay chat interface, and found a tall boy with a cigarette in his mouth in the list.

This is a photo. The boy in the photo has striking features and deep-set eyes. He is smiling and looking at the camera with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Jia Dada has failed. The dosage, which is enough to temporarily knock him unconscious, seems to have no effect on him..."

The girl typed quickly.

He typed while frowning and thinking.

Leaning against the wall of the corridor, she stood straight with one foot against the wall and the other leg pressed against it.

Her curvaceous figure, accentuated by the gym workout outfit, was incredibly alluring when viewed from the direction of the building entrance.

Just as the girl was looking down at her phone in thought, a shadow appeared on the screen.

"who!"

The girl glanced warily toward the entrance of the building.

A tall figure walked in from outside; it was a young boy with a youthful and somewhat immature appearance.

As I passed by her, I looked at her curiously and even... whistled.

A girl as beautiful as her has many boys whistling at her.

The wary look on her face gradually relaxed. She gave the boy a dismissive glance and continued staring at her phone, waiting for a reply.

He thought to himself: I'm just too nervous. I'm just a resident living here.

Jia Nan replied instantly: "Where are you? Are you sure the surrounding area is safe?"

Three seconds later, the message vanished into thin air with a "whoosh".

It looked as if it had really been set on fire and burned.

"Don't worry, I've turned into the stairwell of another building."

The pretty girl smiled smugly at her phone screen.

Suddenly, something hurtled towards her, creating a gust of wind, and with a snap, her phone flew out of her hand.

"Ah!" she cried out instinctively.

The boy who had just been passing by suddenly appeared in front of her and kicked her phone away.

The boy was tall with long legs. In the cramped corridor, when he raised his leg to kick, his foot dangled in front of her fierce face, and the phone flew into the air with the force of her kick.

The two of them looked up almost simultaneously and reached out to grab the phone.

The boy, being taller, had an advantage and caught the phone steadily in his hand.

The little girl jumped up to reach for it, jumping around and bumping into the boy's arms.

"What are you doing?"

Wenjie held the phone in one hand and used the other hand to push the woman's forehead with a little force.

The pretty girl stumbled and bumped into the wall behind her, angrily saying, "You...give me back my phone!"

Her voice was melodious yet had a sharp edge.

Wenjie looked at his hand. Luckily, the bleeding had stopped, otherwise he would have smeared it all over the girl's face.

He took two steps forward, getting closer to the pretty young woman whose back was against the wall. He braced one hand against the wall, but his face was close to her delicate features.

The pretty young woman glanced at Wenjie with her beautiful eyes.

Who would have thought that this seemingly inexperienced boy would actually know how to perform the "wall slam" move?

(End of this chapter)