Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 473 My Smart Imoto
"Of course it was Zuo Bai who was in control." Feng Yuhuai raised her chin proudly in her heart, "My boyfriend's taste is not that perverted."

She showed a hesitant look on her face, and her fingertips twirled around the ends of her hair: "It should be a mask, right?"

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly behind his glasses:

"It seems that my sister also agrees with the media's conclusion?"

Feng Yuhuai felt an inexplicable chill in his heart; it wasn't strong but it existed.

She frowned anxiously. Her nerves were a little sensitive now, and she cursed in her heart, wondering which monster was thinking about her again.

She suppressed her uneasiness and said softly:

"It's not about agreement, it's just that when enough people believe a statement, it naturally becomes the truth, right?"

These words were so flawless that even Feng Mu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and wanted to applaud Feng Yuhuai.

All I can say is that Feng Yuhuai is indeed a daughter that her father is proud of, and the blood of a "detective" indeed flows in her veins.

Feng Mu secretly admired in his heart:

"Oops, I can't call her stupid Imoto anymore. I should call her smart Imoto."

On TV, the discussion has reached a fever pitch.

The old professor said in a weathered voice, and every pause in his voice was engraved with the majesty of academic authority:
“When Dr. Zuo Bai won the 'Rising Star Award', the judging panel particularly commended his scientific research spirit that broke the mold.

As the winner of the 'Rising Star Award', faced with the sudden appearance of an unknown monster, Dr. Zuo chose to track and study it, which just demonstrates the exploratory instinct that a top scientist should have.

As for body modification."

The old professor suddenly raised his voice:
"Isn't this the purest spirit of dedication to scientific research?! If our Lower City wants to catch up with the Upper City, we need more pioneers like Zuo Bai who dare to 'test the law with their own bodies'."

The old professor slammed the table heavily, and his tone suddenly became excited:
"Only in this way can our Lower City society develop at a faster pace, and the people of Lower City can have a future as bright as that of Upper City."

The young scholar slammed the table and stood up, his eyes behind his glasses burning with anger:

"Professor, your passionate speech is very moving, but science requires evidence!"

He pulled up a patent document projection:
"There is no evidence to prove that [Mask] can control monsters. But it is clearly recorded here that the laboratory under Yongsheng Technology applied for multiple genetic modification patents two years ago!"

The young scholar suddenly stood up, his voice filled with suppressed anger:
"So, I seriously suspect that Zuo Bai is treating the entire No. 8 Middle School as his laboratory. The 'scientific spirit' you mentioned, in the absence of supervision, is a breeding ground for monsters!"

The studio lights cast a dark shadow on his excited face:
"Unrestrained science is the monster that humans should fear the most!"

The real-time voting data at the bottom of the screen began to fluctuate violently.

Feng Muche turned off the TV and didn't need to watch any more. He and the clever Imoto already had their own final answers in their minds.

From the kitchen came the dull sound of chopping meat, mechanical and regular.

The greasy smell of inferior synthetic oil mixed with the pungent smell of artificial fragrance drifted into the living room, and Feng Mu's stomach twitched as if it was a conditioned reflex.

His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty. He no longer wanted to eat this kind of exquisite food produced on the industrial assembly line.

Feng Mu frowned slightly, feeling a strong sense of nausea in his heart, but he suppressed it with his great willpower.

After all, it was the last dinner that his mother had worked so hard to prepare. Feng Mu was willing to make an exception for his family tonight and would force himself to eat.

It should be said that he had paid too much for this family dinner. Feng Mu pursed his dry lips and looked towards the entrance: "The meal is almost ready, why hasn't my father come back yet?"

Feng Yuhuai sniffed and sighed, "Yeah, it's time for dinner, why isn't Dad back yet?"

....
Inside Luo Ji's rental house, the curtains were closed and the only light came from the old TV.

The blue light of the TV screen illuminated three tense faces.

Cui Cui suddenly jumped up from the sofa like a spring, grabbed the remote control on the coffee table, and slammed her thumb on the power button.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the room fell into darkness in an instant, leaving only the rapid breathing of the three people echoing in the small space.

"What the hell is going on?"

Cui Cui's voice was forced out from between her teeth, and her hand holding the remote control was shaking slightly from the force.
"This entire two-hour special report doesn't even have a single shot of Feng Yuhuai?!"

Zhang Liyu was not surprised by this result. She said coldly:
"I checked the official website of Prism TV and the explanation was that the live broadcast signal was interrupted at that time."

"fart!"

Cui Cui punched the back of the sofa, her voice trembling with anger.

"Since it was broadcast live, it means there were reporters secretly filming in the shaft at the time. Even if the live signal was cut off, the camera should still be running, right?"

She turned and pointed at the dark TV screen, her eyes already red.
"But what about now? They would rather analyze Zuo Bai and that [Mask] over and over again than release the full video. Isn't the truth in the video?"

Zhang Liyu was much calmer and said:

"Either it was not filmed, or it cannot be broadcast."

Zhang Liyu gave two possibilities, but she already had a preference in her heart, so she sneered:
"Someone is protecting this monster Feng Yuhuai. I remember she mentioned before that her father is the captain of the patrol station."

Cuicui's face was gray and her head was depressed. She felt that this world was really too dark.

Luo Ji sat in the corner in silence, his eyes wide open and empty.

In the dim light, the surface of his pupils was covered with spider-web-like cracks, like a mirror that was about to break, which was indescribably terrifying.

He rubbed his eyes anxiously, and finally spoke hoarsely: "The captain of the patrol room can indeed protect my daughter, but..."

He raised his head, his cracked pupils flickering in the shadows.
"It's still far from being good enough to influence the TV station, right?"

Zhang Liyu and Cuicui thought for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded together.

Zhang Liyue frowned, looked at Luo Ji and asked, "What do you mean?"

Since dropping out of school, Luo Ji has had a deeper understanding of the rules that govern how the world works. His understanding in this regard is definitely far better than that of the two first-year high school girls.

He slowly raised a finger: "Someone is protecting Feng Yuhuai, that's for sure, but..."

He raised a second finger: "It is definitely not just a captain of the police station. There must be a more powerful person behind him."

Cuicui asked hurriedly: "Who could it be? Why would everyone want to protect a man-eating monster in human skin?"

(End of this chapter)