Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 548 Are you... short of money?

"You're very perceptive," Lin Yilin said with some surprise after hearing the compliment.

"This should only be the basics for Miss Lin Yilin," Mo Mang said modestly.

Lin Yilin remained noncommittal, only saying, "Although I know this matter is basically of no benefit to you, and it would be better if you didn't know, since you've already thought of this, it probably doesn't matter. Moreover, considering the Luo family's temperament, if you cause them trouble, they won't let you off the hook if they have the time."

“If I could, I would hope he would just let me go.” Mo Mang said dejectedly, “I must have been out of my mind to get on that truck with Toast.”

"Do you have a system?" Zheng Fan asked directly.

"Yes." Mo Mang didn't hide it, knowing he couldn't hide it anyway. He felt that Lin Yilin and Zheng Fan wouldn't harm him because of the system: "Actually, it's been around for a long time, but it was something that looked very unusual, so I didn't pay attention to it. It's just that I've given up because I'm in a crisis this time."

"Just like Xiao Lu at the beginning, but as long as you have a system, whether it's activated or not, you'll probably end up being found by other system owners through various means." Zheng felt a sense of déjà vu.

Lu Chongming had no intention of touching the system at first, but other system owners came to him, and he eventually had no choice but to choose the system.

A flash of inspiration.

Although there are only two cases so far, which is not very convincing, the mutual attraction between system owners may also be the result of regulation by the "wholesaler" behind the scenes.

After all, only in this way can the struggle between the system's owners be maximized, thus catalyzing its certain purpose.

"What does your system do? You didn't suddenly become that powerful?"

"There's nothing I can do... It can only give me vague and uncertain hints at random times, and the hints are so flexible that I have to decide what to do after seeing them... Sigh, it's not good at all, I'm such a person..." After saying that, Mo Mang couldn't help but sigh.

Zheng Fan thought for a moment and said, "Your system isn't some low-end version of futurism, is it? Providing you with information through text, even some clues about the future."

"Perhaps this power is indeed quite formidable, but I myself am not certain that I have the ability to control it. Even if it truly is future vision, it will achieve different results depending on who is given it. For me, that's probably all I can do," Mo Mang said rather pessimistically.

The "capacity ceiling," something often talked about, becomes a topic of great interest. But when it actually falls into human hands, the biggest challenge is figuring out how to reach that ceiling.

Since I can't just describe how it should be done verbally, I've made corresponding changes based on my own thinking.

Humans have limits, and different people have different limits.

Mo Mang didn't intend to continue the discussion: "Let's get back to the robbery. Miss Lin Yilin, please continue with your topic."

Lin Yilin nodded gently and continued, "It might be the Pure White School."

"...Huh?" Mo Mang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then her eyes were full of confusion, and she typed a big question mark.

Who funds someone to rob a bank?
Pure White Academy?

That so-called top-tier university society, the Pure White Society, which top students from those elite universities are all scrambling to get into, is considered the elite of the elite.

It assigned a violent gang from the gray neighborhood to rob a bank.

This sounds a bit odd, doesn't it? Or perhaps the contrast is just too great.

"The Pure White Society... do they still need to rob banks? Are they that short of money?" Mo Mang found it hard to believe; anyone who heard this outside would think it was a joke.

But if Lin Yilin told this "joke," then that's a different story.

"We're short, really short," Lin Yilin said matter-of-factly, without any of the biases outsiders might have towards the Pure White Society. "During this period, Pure Whiteism has started to resurface, and the internal turmoil within the Society has led to a significant loss of funds. Many other societies immediately began to kick us while we were down, submitting several internal whistleblower reports and investigation requests against the Pure White Society. A large number of major research activities have been halted, but we can't really stop them, so we can only prevent them from continuing. Therefore, the most direct method is to cut funding."

"Ah, this..." Lin Yilin continued, "And, the Central Bank of Dadu suddenly withdrew many of its sponsorships and investments in the society. The Pure White Society was the most affected, because the Pure White Society had a lot of cases of borrowing money from the Central Bank and not repaying it, as well as committing various frauds... Well, this actually happened just recently. Originally, the Central Bank was still in a wait-and-see state regarding whether to cooperate with the official requirement to suspend assistance to the society, but recently it suddenly began to implement it and acted swiftly..."

As she spoke, Lin Yilin glanced at Zheng Fan beside her.

Zheng Fan spread his hands, shrugged, glanced around, and whistled, using a series of moves to indicate that it was none of his business.

Mo Mang remained silent for a long time before saying, "So the Pure White Society is indeed short of money right now, I think I understand." He felt as if the filter of the highest hall of knowledge in the capital had been shattered.

In fact, it's not hard to see from a little research that the Dadu School was just a collection of talented but improvised individuals.

But it's normal for outsiders to have this impression.

“But this is still too exaggerated and hard to believe,” Mo Mang said rather tactfully.

It means there is a lack of evidence, and words alone are insufficient proof.

He didn't doubt Lin Yilin's thoughts, but it was hard to say about others, let alone the Bureau of Justice. The Pure White Society supported the operations of most parts of the capital, and there were quite a few people in the Bureau of Justice as well.

At the same time, the concept of pure white is more complex.

This kind of extremist ideology is inherently easy to incite and draw others into.

"So at the moment, this is just a natural deduction based on all the information I have at hand. Proving this is what we need to do next," Lin Yilin said. "I haven't found the channels through which the money and goods stolen by Luo Shi and his gang during this period have been distributed. This alone is something that is very unbelievable to me."

Mo Mang didn't understand this feeling because he didn't understand Lin Yilin's control over Xixi Keke and the surrounding intelligence.

The robbery and theft of valuable items in the vicinity of Xixi Keke, and the subsequent route for selling the stolen goods, all somehow vanished right under Lin Yilin's nose.

While it might be a bit arrogant to say that, Lin Yilin did indeed feel challenged.

This in itself is a skill, and the other party's power lies even more in Lin Yilin's intricate intelligence network.

It's no wonder she directly targeted the Pure White Society, which was desperately short of money.

“It is indeed difficult not to suspect the official channels,” Zheng Fan said.

Although Xi Xike and Lin Yilin can now infiltrate even some official institutions, it's not as easy as it is outside. As long as they are careful and cautious, it's not difficult to keep it from Lin Yilin without any mistakes.

Just using official channels to sell stolen goods is difficult enough in itself.

"You're making me a little nervous, Miss Lin Yilin." Mo Mang clasped her hands together.

"Don't say that. After seeing your performance, I'm very impressed with your qualities... It's really too much of a waste for you to work. Besides, your system might even be more useful than my senses. Anyway, you can't get away from this, so you can be my temporary assistant." Lin Yilin made the decision for Mo Mang.

Mo Mang lowered his head, and having come this far, he did not argue, but simply said honestly, "Okay."

"There's no need to be such a corporate slave. I'm just here to help out and protect you." I never expected that Zheng Fan would one day play the good cop.

Miss Binary is just too evil.

As I thought this to myself with a hint of sarcasm, the flour sack next to me wriggled, and a loaf of toast poked its head out.

Those who know it understand that it absorbed enough flour and finally recovered; those who don't might think it resonated with Zheng Fan's inner thoughts and rushed out to support him.

(End of this chapter)