I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 1083: Chapter 389: The Great Net, Yin Cup (5k)_2

In theory, unless someone can withstand his own power, plus the power of all the prisoners here, and then overthrow this entire facility.

Otherwise, once locked inside, one can only obediently follow the rules.

This is vastly different from what he once understood.

He was once prepared for the possibility that he might end up here someday.

He had consulted someone who had the fortune of tearing squid here for ten years.

But now it seems that intel is outdated.

If he uses all his tricks and plays all his cards, there might be a faint chance of leaving here.

But he doesn’t have high hopes for how far he can go.

Escaping is impossible.

After confirming this, Uncle Meng’s somewhat anxious heart turned calm.

Now he has time to review calmly and think things through.

Other than that, there’s nothing else he can do.

At this moment, his strongest feeling is that he fully agrees with Wen Yan’s assessment.

He has been led along step by step.

Messing around in Europa for months made him a bit rash, even altering his working style.

As a result, this time he was precisely manipulated psychologically.

Which is even more deadly than someone knowing his background.

Uncle Meng didn’t have much time to think as he was pushed to move further inside.

These people don’t know he came deliberately; they just treat everything the same for everyone here.

Uncle Meng collected his allocated supplies and was guided to a single room.

He was injured, and being new here, the labor reform activities didn’t concern him yet.

He sat on the single bed, quietly contemplating.

Thinking about what he would do if Wen Yan hadn’t stopped him.

He would continue going to Nanyang.

Now that he’s caught into this facility, he’s changed from passive to active.

Then, if what he investigated and speculated before was correct.

What would the people from Nanyang do?

The other side might not necessarily act.

But as long as they act, it indicates they’re anxious.

Do more, make more mistakes; any actions are bound to leave clues and imperfections.

Uncle Meng closed his eyes, silently meditating; he truly wasn’t anxious now.

Meanwhile, outside, Wen Yan personally went to headquarters and spoke with the General Director.

A vast net has silently opened, with Uncle Meng as the lure on this large net.

Any contact with this net will be communicated to the hunter lying in wait.

And now, a list has emerged.

Several names have already been noted.

They’re insignificant characters, like those who inquired about Uncle Meng from the little nurse at the hospital he rushed to.

The Scorching Sun Department didn’t touch these small roles, leaving them for now.

Even these exchanges are stored in the Black Box, never accessed unless directly queried, completely unknown.

Wen Yan waited patiently, having brought home the Mole Cricket riding a tricycle.

Uncle Meng’s old buddy, uncertain of its actual condition, lay unconscious, not eating or drinking, yet its life signs remained unchanged.

Wen Yan provided Yang Energy twice daily, occasionally checking up.

Sparrow Cat claimed the Mole Cricket was self-recovering; its slumber was a critical recovery method for many creatures facing severe injuries.

After all, the wild doesn’t spontaneously refresh with various medicinal remedies provided by a versatile physician skilled in surgery, internal medicine, and Healing Prayer Incantation.

Nor does it spontaneously generate potent anti-inflammatory drugs.

If injury meant certain death, wild creatures would have perished long ago.

Wen Yan stayed home for two days before unexpectedly receiving a call from Zhuge Wanjun.

"Hello, Wan Jun, what’s up?"

"Uncle Meng was caught by the Scorching Sun Department." Zhuge Wanjun’s tone carried a hint of gravity.

"How do you know?"

"A client told me."

"And who informed the client?"

"Everyone in the circle basically knows now."

"Have these people all seen Uncle Meng in person? How did they confirm he was captured?"

"..." Zhuge Wanjun fell silent immediately.

After a few seconds, Zhuge Wanjun spoke.

"Very few have seen Uncle Meng and know it’s him."

"Approximately when did the news start circulating?" Wen Yan continued to ask.

"Today, my earliest source came around five o’clock this morning."

While listening to Zhuge Wanjun, Wen Yan opened a forum to check threads. Around six o’clock, he saw a post about the mysterious merchant from Divine Land being caught by the Scorching Sun Department.

"I need to know where the first person learned about this news.

Considering it reached you, they probably have a decent relationship with you.

I’ll spare naming who it was, but I need the earliest source."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Wanjun’s expression subtly shifted.

She sensitively detected some aspects might be different from her expectations.

"Did you already know?"

"I knew earlier than anyone."

"Okay, understood."

Zhuge Wanjun hung up, slightly inhaling, taking out a directory, searching, and dialing a number.

"I need to know where you heard Uncle Meng was caught.

Don’t give me any nonsense about not questioning the information source.

Do you realize the significant favor I afforded you to protect you?"