Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1109 - 1095 Reality World [60] Thesis (One More Update)

Su Lan’s mind was buzzing.

From the moment Ye Li brought back a roll of documents to the Ye Family, to her own initiative in mentioning the events of that year, ultimately leading to Ye Shaohua’s sudden appearance, the last thing that struck her was the Butler Mu’s words.

Caught off guard, Su Lan froze, the Flower Country Legion?

Butler Mu glanced at Su Lan and chose not to answer her question.

He sneered and then turned around and left.

The special forces following him, once Butler Mu had departed, also packed up their firearms and left.

Ye Li originally wanted to catch up with Ye Shaohua, but now he was unable to react.

"They... who are they?" Su Lan asked as Butler Mu left without daring to chase after him for clarity; instead, she turned to the others in a daze, "When did Shao Hua get to know these kinds of people?"

When she turned around, she saw the cold and disappointed faces of the elder Mr. Ye and Ye Feng.

Su Lan’s suspicions about the people Ye Shaohua knew suddenly sank, and it was only now that she felt a sudden wave of panic and chill emerging from the depths of her heart.

"I..."

The elder Mr. Ye’s eyes were red with emotion, he glanced at Su Lan, and this time, without paying her any further attention, turned and went back upstairs.

"Ye... Ye Feng..." Su Lan turned to Ye Feng and reached out to grasp his sleeve.

Ye Feng clenched his fist tightly, his fingers digging harshly into his palm as he looked at Su Lan and then closed his eyes.

He hated Su Lan’s selfishness from that time, and he hated himself even more for not having investigated thoroughly back then.

He had searched afterwards, but all the documents regarding that matter had been destroyed.

"Had you been honest with me from the start, told me Shao Hua was lured away by your deception, given me the right address, I could have gone back to find her!" Ye Feng gritted his teeth and glared at Su Lan, "But do you remember what you told me? You said Shao Hua had run away on her own accord and even pointed me in the opposite direction!"

Su Lan, seeing Ye Feng’s expression, truly panicked.

Back then, she was the Su Family Young Lady, the Young Madam of the Ye Family, and since marrying into the Ye Family, she had never made a single mistake.

After she escaped, she did think about coming clean to Ye Feng, but she was afraid that if Ye Shao Hua was found, the fact that she had deceived Shaohua into drawing the mercenaries away couldn’t be covered up.

Even though she thought she had done no wrong, how would others view her if it got out?

It was because of this fear that Su Lan deceived Ye Feng.

Seventeen years had passed, and Su Lan never thought that this would be brought up again.

Ye Feng looked at the expression on Su Lan’s face, which showed fear but not a trace of distress nor regret.

He closed his eyes and brushed off Su Lan’s hand before going upstairs to find the elder Mr. Ye.

The elder Mr. Ye sat dejectedly by the window, his normally playful bird chirping and pecking at his hand, trying to get his attention, but today, he did not entertain it as usual.

"Dad," Ye Feng said in a rough, low voice, "I’m also to blame for what happened back then."

Ye Feng’s eyes were deeply red, stirred not only by Su Lan’s words.

But also by Ye Shaohua’s expression just now.

Her calm demeanor didn’t look like it was the first time she had heard Su Lan’s words; the desolation deep in her eyes seemed almost ready to surface.

Back then, Ye Shaohua was five years old, would she have a clear memory of this incident?

Ye Feng didn’t even dare to entertain the possibility, but if Ye Shaohua truly remembered, what had these last seventeen years been like for her?

Especially this morning at the hospital, the scene of Ye Shaohua turning away on her own was refuse to leave Ye Feng’s thoughts.

Ye Feng wanted to light a cigarette, but his fingers trembled so much that he failed to light it after several attempts.

Ye Feng deeply regretted not having chased after Ye Shaohua in the hospital that morning, wondering why he hadn’t asked her more questions.

The elder Mr. Ye closed his eyes slightly, his voice tired, "It is our failure to protect her that is at issue; being angry with anyone now is pointless. Contact the doctor, Tongtong’s leg can’t wait."

Speaking of Ye Tong, the elder Mr. Ye couldn’t help but think back, Ye Shaohua was only five years old then, but Ye Tong was already nine.

Su Lan had concealed the truth from him, but Ye Tong knew the real story; however, when she returned, she had agreed with Su Lan’s story, adding to the elder Mr. Ye and Ye Feng’s complex feelings toward Ye Tong.

Ye Tong was no outsider, a rising star in finance, and seen as one of the potential heirs favored by her grandfather Su and Su Min.

The Su Family and Ye Family both held great expectations for Ye Tong, and it was precisely for this reason that the elder Mr. Ye felt disappointment.

"I’m aware. Someone has already reached out to contacts abroad," said Ye Feng. The hospital had already notified that there was over a 90% chance that Ye Tong’s leg would not recover, but Ye Feng refused to concede defeat so easily.

He had arranged for specialists from abroad for a consultation; now that the Ye Family had established its position in Imperial City, Ye Feng had access to a fast track when contacting foreign specialists.

"That’s good," said the elder Mr. Ye, who had been worried that Ye Tong might lose her appetite, with these events making his feelings toward her even more complicated, "Keep an eye on this matter."

Ye Feng nodded, having spoken with the elder Mr. Ye for so long, his turmoil had eased somewhat.

Only then did he dare to mention Ye Shaohua, "Dad, where could Shaohua have gone? Just now, that... Was that friend of Shaohua’s?"

Ye Shaohua’s appearance was too sudden and unexpected, and both Ye Feng and the old man didn’t dare to face her after regaining their composure, let alone ask her to stay.

The old man shook his head and simply ordered, "Go and call Lili over."

The old man had also been a soldier in his younger years.

Although those two special forces soldiers just now had firearms, he knew it would be tough for them to stop Ye Li. The old man was aware of how much Ye Li cared for Ye Shaohua, and he suddenly didn’t chase after Ye Shaohua, which must have been for some reason.

A few minutes later, three men gathered silently in the study room.

"The guns on those two special forces soldiers... I recognize them," Ye Li said first, knowing why the old man had summoned him.

Ye Feng, involved in politics, didn’t understand the critical point of the matter.

But the old man responded instantly, turning to Ye Li, "Which force’s are they?"

In the army, each batch of guns had their specific batch numbers, and even more precisely, each person’s gun could be differentiated.

"Five days ago, I did a job for Young Master Rong," Ye Li spoke softly, "it involved handling a batch of firearms, which were secretly delivered to the Mu Family and issued to their legion. Those guns on the special forces today... they were from the same batch I had delivered to the Mu Family in secret."

Not expecting this answer, the old man stood up at once with a "bang," "Are you sure?"

Ye Li nodded resolutely, "I personally oversaw each gun’s serial number, the guns in the hands of those two special forces today... they were consecutive numbers from that batch, this I won’t mistake."

The old man stood still, dazed for a while; he naturally knew Ye Li wouldn’t remember it wrong.

"How does Shaohua know the military forces of the Mu Family?" Ye Feng, who was listening in a daze, also understood the key point and opened his mouth.

The three men looked at each other in silence.

Ever since Ye Shaohua returned, the three of them had not dared to ask her anything about her past.

Fearing that they might accidentally touch her wounds, they naturally had no knowledge of her past activities.

Previously, upon learning that Ye Shaohua hadn’t even completed elementary school, the three men had imagined the most miserable scenarios for her. The old man didn’t even sleep that night.

Subconsciously, the three of them felt Ye Shaohua must have had a very difficult time and naturally wanted to compensate her more.

Even if Ye Shaohua wanted the stars or the moon, they wouldn’t refuse.

But with today’s events, they suddenly thought of a question.

"She went to draw off those mercenaries, so how... how did she escape from the hands of those mercenaries?" Ye Li lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, his expression indifferent.

No matter how she had escaped, all three knew the hard process it involved.

Even Ye Li wanted to say, the young man in a face mask who was with Ye Shaohua today, something about his silhouette felt eerily familiar.

He was somewhat agitated.

The old man also felt a sense of heaviness in his chest. He reached into a drawer and took out a porcelain bottle, from which he poured a brown pill and swallowed it.

"Is this... the medicine Shaohua gave to you?" Ye Feng approached to leave the study room, but noticed the object in the old man’s hand looked familiar.

After swallowing the medicine with water, the old man looked at Ye Feng, "It’s from her, I take one every day. Sometimes when I’m upset, I take one and it calms me down."

Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully.

Then he opened the door of the study room to leave, but after stepping out, he remembered something. In recent months, the old man seemed to have grown much stronger; today had seen two big events.

Even he himself was somewhat overwhelmed, yet the old man appeared energetic and refreshed.

Ye Feng was puzzled.

**

Meanwhile.

At M University, Professor Rui En finished his lecture for the day and returned to his office.

He was currently a prominent figure in the world of mathematics, having published three academic papers that were widely read by other mathematics researchers. He was also a member of the Mathematical Research Institute of M Country.

Professor Rui En had devoted his life to the study of mathematics; he was the uncrowned king of the mathematics world.

His assistant was helping him sort files on the computer.

So many people practiced under Professor Rui En every day, most of them involved in academic research, which were all screened by the assistant.

Today, however, the assistant paused halfway through the sorting, opened his mouth with an uncertain voice, "Profe... Professor..."

Professor Rui En, who was wearing glasses and examining complex mathematical formulas in his hand, looked up at the mention of his name, inquiring what had happened.

"Come look at this!" the assistant exclaimed.