124 Its really ironic (1/2)

Chapter 124: It's really ironic

Translator: _Min_Editor: Yukira_

”It's you?”

Jiang Chen looked strangely at Fang Yuanyuan sitting on the chair.

Although she was sitting, the posture could not be described as elegant.

Her face was filled with horror, her hair was disheveled, and her lips were covered with black tape. Her limbs were tied up by nylon ropes in an indecent ”M” style on the chair. Although her clothes were intact, she was without any kind of decency in this position.

Next to the bedside table was a laptop, the bright screen projected an audio file.

As if Jiang Chen had guessed something based on Fang Yuanyuan's appearance, he stepped forward and gently pressed the play button.

”Yo, girl, did you miss your brother?”

”Pervert... Let me tell you something, I have a classmate who made a fortune... No, no, clean background, I know that guy, he just got lucky.”

Jiang Chen quietly listened to the voice recording and stared at Fang Yuanyuan with a faint smile on his face.

Fang Yuanyuan's evaded Jiang Chen's gaze, afraid to make an eye contact with him.

Regardless of how unbelievable it was for her, this was the reality. The foolish fly that once buzzed around her like a fly had become someone that could control her life and death.

That's right, life and death.

When she was on her way home from work and was forcibly tied here, a frightening looking man told her:

Two options.

First: satisfied the man name Jiang Chen regardless of what he would do. Afterward, she would receive $10,000 as compensation.

Second: become fish bait in the Huangpu River.

She had never seen anything like this before, so she got scared that she almost peed her pants. Her captors didn't talk more as they skillfully tied her on the chair and threw her in the wretched room.

The center of the room had a round bed and beside the closet was some strange bondage devices as well as some ”frightening” S tools...

Fang Yuanyuan looked at the man whom she had hurt before, horrified. She was scared, and she feared that he would use those awful things on her. If he actually did, she would have to endure the pain.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang.

Jiang Chen grabbed the phone as if he already guessed who it was. Not in the least bit surprised, he pressed the button.

”Hello.”

”Hehe, is Brother Jiang satisfied with the show?” Without a doubt, the lyrical sounding tone was definitely from squinting eyes.

”Brother Zhou is worrying too much. If you really want to cooperate with me, you only need to tell me. Why are you using these low-level tricks?” Jiang Chen's voice was slightly cold.

There was a distinct pause on the other side of the line.

”Brother Jiang? I don't really understand what you mean.”

”Oh, yeah? If you want to watch porn, then I can give you a few gigabyte of torrents. What's with the fetish of watching things live?” Jiang Chen hung up the phone, put it in his pocket then threw it in the storage dimension.

He didn't take his hand out of the pocket as he took out an EMP grenade directly from the storage dimension and detonated it.

A faint static noise was heard in the room. The laptop instantly turned black as a trail of smoke came from the fan. The light bulb on the ceiling flickered a few times before the light abruptly dimmed down. As if to confirm his suspicion, Jiang Chen keenly caught a glimpse of a few wisps of smoke from the several corners of the room.

He walked in front the photo frame directly above the bed, he sniffed and the faint burnt smell was not difficult to capture.

In the control room.

Zhou Zihao with the phone still in his hand was bewildered, his squinting eyes were actually opened.

He didn't know what Jiang Chen just did that short circuited all the monitors in the room.

”Interesting,” he muttered to himself as he looked at the four blacked out screens.

...

There was no hatred without cause nor was there any goodness without reason. Slap his underlings a few times for a new friend? This sorry excuse for friendship was pure bullsh*t.

There was no deep hatred running between them, but he put on a show of asking for forgiveness, and then bring Fang Yuanyuan to his room with the recorded conversation. It was if he is trying to provoke the hatred.

From beginning to end, Zhou Zihao didn't ask him anything but did so much.

When Jiang Chen saw the design of the room that was meant to incite him into committing a crime, he suddenly understood.

In Zhou Zihao's plot, at this time, he would have been furiously ripping her clothes apart and unleashing his anger to humiliate her in the most torturous way possible. But in that case, what was there to gain for Zhou Zihao?

To record these ”atrocities” and then use them would be the best way to maximize the gain.

If he could be ruthless to one of his own, then there was no reason he would be gentle to an outsider.

Jiang Chen ignored the surprised look on Fang Yuanyuan's face and once again pulled out his phone. He needed to confirm if Wang Zhiyong knew about this.

”Hello, Brother Yong.”

”What, Brother Chen. Hehe, don't tell me you're done already.” There was woman's voice on his side; it seemed to have been more than one.

”The Brother Zhou you introduced me is a bit of a bore, or does he have a fetish for peeping at other's privacy?” Jiang Chen's voice was full of other meanings.

The other side of line paused for a moment.

”Sorry, I'll give you a response to this. I didn't expect Zihao to be this ruthless. He wanted to meet you and asked me to make an introduction. I thought there would be opportunities for you guy to cooperate. so—”

”It's okay, I just wanted to confirm. Okay, I'll head back first.” After this turn of event, Jiang Chen didn't want to stay here any longer.

After hanging up, Jiang Chen glanced at Fang Yuanyuan and burst out laughing.

He ripped off the tape on her mouth, disregarded her cry of pain and gazed into her frightened eyes.

”I really don't understand your mentality. Because you're jealous that you're giving me trouble? Or do you think that I've done you wrong? Look at you now.”

Although the tape was ripped off, Fang Yuanyuan could not let a word, she looked at Jiang Chen, curled back looking horrified.