A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Aunt Bai put down her phone helplessly.

Disheartened, she lost all interest in listening to what Daichiji was saying on the phone.

"Alright, do you understand now?" Gu Feng took his phone back from Aunt Bai's hand before preparing to continue on his way.

"Why do you know so much about my actions? Nobody knows I contacted Da Chiji. And the previous two times, how did you know where I lived and how did you see through my plans? Didn't you say that you would tell me everything the last time I fell into your hands?" Aunt Bai was still unwilling to give up.

Gu Feng thought for a moment. The Huilong Society was already on the verge of collapse, completely disorganized and not worth worrying about. Even if he told her the truth, it wouldn't make a difference. So he pulled the car over to the side and looked in the rearview mirror. Although the back gate of the Ding family's villa wasn't far away, no one came out to check. So he said, "Since you're so eager to know, then I'll tell you."

Aunt Bai listened silently. But after that sentence, Gu Feng remained silent for a long time, so she urged him, "Weren't you going to say something? Why did you stop?"

"I really want to tell you. But this story is so long, I don't even know where to begin," Gu Feng said, looking troubled. What he wanted to do most right now wasn't to tell a story, but to throw Aunt Bai into the water and wash away her incongruous outfit so that he wouldn't have to look at it and get an eyeache.

Gu Feng was anxious, but Aunt Bai wasn't worried at all. Since she was already in his hands, she had no other options. With Gu Feng's abilities, if he really wouldn't let her go, running away would be futile. So, seeing his anxious expression, she became calm and composed, saying in a teasing tone, "Then start from the beginning. You've already done it, what are you afraid to say?"

"Grandma, don't you know that some things can only be done, not said?" Gu Feng thought to himself, feeling utterly miserable. How long would it take to explain all this from the beginning?

"Then you can decide for yourself. I'm so frustrated, it's like my heart is being scratched by a cat. Anyway, if you don't give me a straight answer, I won't do what you want." After saying this, Aunt Bai realized that her words were too ambiguous, but she had said them without thinking, which was really unbelievable.

Could it be because of the foundation on her face that her skin has become thicker? As Aunt Bai thought this, her face felt hot and flushed again.

Having no other choice, Gu Feng had to start from the beginning: "You should know about the time I went out of seclusion to capture Yang Di, right?"

"I didn't know at first, but I found out later," Aunt Bai replied rather cluelessly.

"After I arrested him, didn't I release him again? But when he went back, didn't he have countless stitched-up wounds on his body? In one of those wounds, there was a tiny listening device that I had planted." Gu Feng finished speaking and shrugged, implying that you could guess what would happen next.

"Ah?" Aunt Bai exclaimed in shock, her eyes widening. "So you've planted a double agent by Lao Yi's side. No wonder the Huilong Society has been suffering setbacks everywhere, practically being overwhelmed by you... So, you accidentally overheard my address when I met with Lao Yi, Yang Di, and Uncle Gui to discuss the cooperation plan... But that doesn't make sense. I moved immediately after that. As for the second raid on your casino and bank, I only told Lao Yi, and I didn't tell anyone else. I also warned Lao Yi not to reveal it to anyone. Did he let it slip again?"

"No, not at all. But you seem to have forgotten that the night before your sneak attack, the first time I visited your house, we slept together for most of the night, didn't we? I even made you breakfast the next day," Gu Feng reminded him.

"Uh... what does that prove?" Aunt Bai recalled their passionate night together. Although it was just outdoor activity, the details were still quite embarrassing. Her face flushed, and her heart started racing.

"Have you had breakfast?" Gu Feng chuckled.

Aunt Bai blushed even more and immediately denied it: "No."

"Hmm? You didn't eat the golden fried rice either?" Gu Feng looked at her with a half-smile.

"I ate just a little bit," Aunt Bai said softly. Actually, she had finished it all.

"That's right. How would I have known about your attack if you hadn't eaten breakfast?"

"You mean, what did you put in the fried rice?"

"How could that be?"

"Then you are...?"

"I just put a little extra salt in the fried rice and deliberately fried it a little dry. If you eat the fried rice, you'll definitely feel thirsty. And there's a glass of chocolate milk right next to it, so you'll probably just grab it and drink it."

"Well?"

"Did you see the chocolate sediment at the bottom before you drank it, and then you shook it before drinking it?"

"Yes." Aunt Bai nodded blankly.

"I put a tracking device the size of a grain of rice in that glass of milk."

"Ah?" Aunt Bai's face turned deathly pale, and she slumped weakly into her seat. After a long while, she struggled to say, "How could you be so sure I would eat your breakfast? How could you be so sure I would drink the milk? And how could you be so sure I wouldn't discover what you put in the milk while I was drinking it?"

"It's not certain. Most conspiracies and plans are designed step by step according to common sense and logic. As for whether they will succeed, in many cases, besides a reasonable and almost perfect human-centered design, luck is also needed. If any link in this process goes wrong, the plan will fail. For example, if you woke up that morning with a stuffy stomach and no appetite, then all my careful preparations would be wasted. Or, for example, if you have a poor appetite and are too small, feeling full after just a little porridge, and unable to eat fried rice or milk, then my plan would also be in vain. Or, for example, if you sipped your milk slowly and carefully, the tracking device, though small, would not be difficult for you to detect."

"If it's so easy to fail, why did you go to all that trouble to design it?" Aunt Bai glared at him resentfully.

"Two reasons." Gu Feng held up a finger. "First, preparing a home-cooked breakfast for you was my real intention; placing the tracking device was just a side effect. Second, I wanted to try my luck."

Aunt Bai: "..."

"But as it turns out, I wasn't so lucky. You ate breakfast, drank milk, and didn't detect my tracking device." Gu Feng said calmly, feeling a little guilty as he looked at Aunt Bai's extremely cold expression. "Don't worry, that thing is barely bigger than a grain of rice, and it's wrapped in a non-toxic, odorless, and non-irritating gel. It'll be in the toilet in a day or two at most."

"You, surnamed Gu, are really cunning," Aunt Bai said through gritted teeth, yet she was also very helpless.

"Um... can I take this as a compliment?" Gu Feng winked at her.