A young boy from the 1970s, separated from his family, fled famine and led his younger brother into

"How dare you bully my sister?!"

A childish yet furious roar suddenly erupted in the noisy cafeteria like a thunderclap!

The older boys who had been surrounding Su Nianci with mocking expressions trembled at the roar and instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.

At the entrance of the cafeteria, a little boy dressed in a blue navy uniform, with delicate and beautiful features, stood with his hands on his hips, glaring at them angrily.

Behind him followed two burly men in Zhongshan suits, with stern faces and clearly military bearing.

That powerful aura instantly silenced the entire cafeteria.

"Where did this brat come from? Get out of here!"

One of the boys snapped out of his daze and, taking advantage of his height and size, waved his hand impatiently.

"Little brat?"

Gu Wangbei, Su Nianci's beloved younger brother Xiao Shitou, narrowed his big, dark eyes instantly upon hearing those three words, revealing a dangerous glint that was completely out of character for his age.

"Uncle Zhang! Uncle Li!"

Gu Wangbei waved her small hand, pointing at the boys, and coldly ordered, "Break these guys' legs! Let them know what it means to have trouble coming from their mouths!"

"Yes, young master!"

Without any hesitation, the two guards responded in a deep voice, rolled up their sleeves, and strode towards the boys with a unique military aura.

Those older boys had never seen anything like this before, and they were completely terrified!

To break...break his leg?!

Fights are common these days, but who the hell is going to break a bodyguard's leg for no reason?!

"No...don't come any closer! What do you want to do?!"

"This is Beijing University! How dare you make a scene on campus?!"

The boys were so frightened that they backed away, their faces pale and their voices trembling.

The students eating nearby were also stunned. They held their lunchboxes and watched from a distance, not daring to breathe.

"elder sister!"

Gu Wangbei ignored the few cowards who were already terrified and instead took long strides, rushing towards Su Nianci like a small cannonball.

He first looked Su Nianci up and down carefully, making sure she hadn't lost a single hair, before grabbing her little hand and angrily complaining:

"Sister! I heard from Grandpa that you were at school today! I was worried you'd get bullied, so I had Uncle Zhang drive me here! Look! They started bullying you as soon as I arrived!"

"Do you think you can bully my sister?!"

Gu Wangbei whirled around and roared at the boys again, "Are you all blind?! Do you know who my sister is?! She's the top science student in our province! She's someone you all have to look up to!"

"You bunch of losers who barely even got into college, what right do you have to laugh at my sister?!"

Provincial...provincial champion?!

Is this tiny little guy, barely taller than a window, really the legendary child prodigy who got into Peking University?!

The boys felt a sudden "buzz" in their heads, as if struck by lightning. Their legs went weak, and they almost knelt down on the spot!

Finished!

They've really messed up!

No, this is fucking kicking an aircraft carrier!

"Niannian, what happened?"

Before Su Nianci could speak, a gentle and familiar voice came from behind her.

It was her roommate, Lin Wenjun.

Lin Wenjun, holding a lunchbox, looked at the tense scene before her and turned pale with fright. She quickly ran over and pulled Su Nianci away.

"This is...this is your younger brother?"

Lin Wenjun looked at the incredibly handsome yet frighteningly domineering little boy and stammered a question.

"Yes, my younger brother, Gu Wangbei." Su Nianci nodded, then gently rubbed Gu Wangbei's puffed-up cheeks and said softly, "Alright, Wangbei, it's okay, don't be angry."

"No!" Gu Wangbei shook his head stubbornly. "They bullied my sister! They must be punished!"

He pointed to the food window and, in an unquestionable, commanding tone, said to a guard behind him, "Uncle Li! Go! Wrap up all the braised pork from that window today! My sister loves it!"

"Today, no one will take meat from my sister!"

Upon hearing this, the entire cafeteria gasped in shock!

I'm a darling!

Braised pork belly!

These days, braised pork belly with a good balance of fat and lean meat is a hot commodity! The cafeteria only makes a small pot of it each day, and if you go late, you won't even get any broth!

This little devil wants to buy everything right off the bat?!

Without saying a word, the guard pulled out a wad of brightly colored bills and banknotes from his pocket, walked straight to the window, and said to the dumbfounded cafeteria worker, "Comrade, did you hear that? We want all the braised pork today."

His extravagant and wealthy demeanor made all the "chosen ones" present realize the stark contrast of the world.

"I'm...I'm sorry! Su Nianci! We were wrong!"

"We were blind to your greatness! We looked down on you!"

The boys finally realized what was happening and scrambled to Su Nianci's side, bowing and scraping, almost kowtowing on the spot.

They now know perfectly well that the brother and sister in front of them are big shots they can never afford to offend in their lifetime!

Su Nianci looked at their humble and fearful appearance, but felt no emotion whatsoever.

She simply said, "Get lost, don't get in my way."

"Yes, yes, yes! We'll leave right away!"

The boys, as if granted a pardon, scrambled away, their disheveled appearance eliciting laughter from the cafeteria.

The turmoil was thus averted.

"Sister! Look! They're all afraid of me!"

Gu Wangbei tilted his little face up, proudly taking credit.

"Yes, Wangbei is the best." Su Nianci smiled and pinched his little nose, her heart filled with tenderness.

It feels so good to be protected and cared for without reservation.

"Sister, are you hungry? Uncle Li has already bought all the meat! Let's eat meat!"

Gu Wangbei, as if showing off a treasure, pulled Su Nianci to sit down at an empty table.

Soon, the guard returned carrying a huge, overflowing stainless steel lunchbox filled with glistening, fragrant braised pork.

The aroma was so enticing that the students around were practically drooling.

"Nian Nian... this... this is too much..."

Lin Wenjun stared at the large box of meat, speechless with shock.

"Sister Wenjun, come and eat with us," Su Nianci said with a smile.

"Sister eats! Wangbei doesn't eat!" Gu Wangbei said, patting her chest like a little adult. "Wangbei will watch sister eat! I can't let anyone steal sister's meat!"

Su Nianci's heart felt as if it were filled with something, warm and swollen.

She picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of braised pork with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, and put it in her mouth.

Really fragrant.

This was the most delicious piece of meat she had ever eaten in both of her lives.

However, in this heartwarming moment, Su Nianci caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Zhao Gang.

The man whose pride she had personally crushed in the laboratory.

He was sitting silently in the most secluded corner of the cafeteria, holding a lunchbox containing only a steamed bun and some pickled vegetables, his face gloomy, lost in thought.

When Su Nianci looked over, Zhao Gang seemed to notice and also raised his head.

Eyes facing each other.

Zhao Gang's eyes were filled with resentment, jealousy, and... a hint of barely perceptible killing intent.

He looked at Su Nianci, who was surrounded by people, protected by guards, and eating top-quality braised pork. Then he looked at the pitiful steamed buns and pickled vegetables in his lunchbox. A kind of anger called "injustice" burned wildly in his heart.

Why should I?!

Why should she, a mere young girl, have everything?!

And yet, this true prodigy is destined for such a fate?!

Zhao Gang gripped the steamed bun in his hand so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and concealed all his resentment.

Su Nianci calmly withdrew her gaze and continued to eat the meat in her bowl in small bites.

But in her heart, the highest level of alarm had already been sounded.

Something's not right with Zhao Gang.

His actions were far more complex than simply academic fraud.

There must be an even deeper secret hidden behind him.

This thought, like a seed, quietly took root in Su Nianci's heart.

……

Late at night.

The campus of Peking University was quiet.

Everyone drifted off to sleep.

Only the heavily guarded laboratory building in the medical school remained brightly lit.

In order to meet the deadline and to verify the correctness of her advanced model, Su Nianci volunteered to work overtime.

At this moment, she was alone in the empty laboratory, organizing the autopsy report on Uncle "Flying Fish" and her own deductions.

The hustle and bustle and warmth of the daytime have faded away, leaving only cold instruments and the pungent smell of formaldehyde.

Su Nianci liked this kind of quiet.

Only in this absolute silence could she feel that her thirty-year-old soul was truly present.

She categorized all the documents, labeled them, and put them in a secure filing cabinet.

Just as she locked the cabinet door and was about to turn and leave.

Her ears twitched slightly.

In the corridor, there came a very faint, almost imperceptible sound of footsteps!

The footsteps were not the steady sound of patrolling guards' boots.

Rather, it was a sound of... deliberately lightening one's footsteps, a sound of someone feeling guilty!

Someone's coming!

Su Nianci's heart jumped into her throat instantly!

Without a second thought, she immediately turned off all the lights in the lab!

The entire space was instantly plunged into complete darkness!

Using the stealth skills she learned in the special forces in her previous life, as well as her extraordinary memory of the laboratory layout, she held her breath and, like a raccoon dog, silently hid behind a huge equipment cabinet in the corner.

Almost at the same time she hid herself.

The laboratory door was opened silently with a special key.

A tall, thin, dark figure flashed in.

He didn't turn on the light, but instead took out a small military flashlight from his pocket. The faint beam of light flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp in the dark laboratory.

Su Nianci stared intently at the dark figure through the crack in the cabinet.

Although I can't see the face clearly, judging from the figure, it must be someone from the project team!

A mole!

Has he finally lost his temper and decided to destroy the evidence?!

The shadowy figure had a very clear objective: he went straight to the refrigerated cabinet where evidence related to the "Flying Fish" case was stored.

What does he want to do?

Did they steal that "ice needle" that had melted down to just sample fluid?

Just when Su Nianci thought he was going to open the refrigerator.

The shadowy figure suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked in another direction.

That direction... is the archives!

Su Nianci's heart sank!

not good!

He didn't come to destroy physical evidence!

He came here to...peek at my lab reports and inferences!

He wanted to know just how many secrets he had discovered!

What to do?!

Once he sees my deductions about the "Water Ghost" organization, he will definitely become desperate and do something rash!

At that time, he would face endless pursuit!

We've alerted the enemy!

Su Nianci's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat!

No! We have to think of a way!

At this critical moment, Su Nianci's gaze inadvertently fell on a bottle of white powder on the lab table.

That was the highly sensitive phosphor that Professor Chen used when conducting microscopic observation experiments!

This powder is colorless and odorless, and almost invisible to the naked eye, but it emits extremely bright fluorescence under ultraviolet light!

A bold plan instantly took shape in Su Nianci's mind!

She watched the dark figure who had reached the door of the archives room and was about to open it, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

You want to know my secret?

can.

But you'll have to leave some... toll money first!

She quietly emerged from behind the equipment cabinet, clutching a small pinch of fluorescent powder in her hand. Holding her breath, she moved step by step, silently approaching the shadowy figure that was about to become her prey...

What exactly does she want to do?

Did she want to catch the mole red-handed?!