After discovering a problem with this pen, Ji Sang sat on the bed in silence for a very long time.
This explained everything.
She often used this bag, so it was usually left on the spare table in the bedroom, where it could pick up a lot of things.
No wonder Yi Zheng knew about her trip to South Sea.
Ji Sang recalled carefully that the pen had likely been switched on the day she bumped into Cui Yi on the way to the hospital after the hot pot restaurant. An accident had happened that day, and she only vaguely felt something was amiss, but she put that doubt out of her mind because she didn’t want Fu Yisi to worry.
She thought the zipper of her bag had been closed at the time, but when she later organized her things, the zipper was open.
So, was that accident also arranged?
After discovering the issue with the pen, Ji Sang didn’t immediately destroy it.
From that accident to now, less than a month had passed. Ji Sang wasn’t sure how long the battery of a continuously recording pen could last, but twenty-four-hour non-stop recording shouldn’t last too long.
Ji Sang checked and found that the longest was over sixty days of ultra-long standby, but it only offered a bit over nine hundred minutes of continuous recording.
So, was it modified for remote control?
Ji Sang felt a chill in her heart. She wasn’t sure if such technical modifications were possible, but Yi Zheng wasn’t short on money, and many things were uncertain.
It was very likely that this pen still worked.
Ji Sang suddenly threw the pen back into her bag.
Ever since she woke up, Ji Sang had hardly slept at all. She was in a dazed state, and upon hearing the sound of the door opening across the room, sat up, hastily put on her clothes, and opened her door.
She locked eyes with Min Yunwen unexpectedly.
Ji Sang’s hair was a mess, and her complexion was terribly off, even worse than Min Yunwen, who had been in so much pain last night.
"Didn’t you sleep well last night?"
Min Yunwen had taken the painkillers last night and actually slept quite soundly, unaffected by the windstorm in the latter half of the night.
Frowning, he looked at Ji Sang’s excessively pale face.
"Was it because of the thunder?"
Ji Sang shook her head.
"I want to talk to you."
Min Yunwen raised his eyebrows.
Ji Sang pursed her lips and nodded.
Min Yunwen thought for a few seconds and nodded.
"About your injury two years ago."
The smile at the corner of Min Yunwen’s mouth froze, and he raised his hand to his forehead.
That’s right, he’d mentioned it to Ji Sang when his hand was hurting last night.
"So early in the morning, talk while eating?"
Before Ji Sang could reply, Min Yunwen spoke again.
"How about this, you go back to your room to get ready, and I’ll get breakfast. Shall we go to the fitness room next door?"
The weather wasn’t good, and they couldn’t possibly go up on the deck. And since it was just the two of them, being in the room wasn’t ideal either, to avoid ruining Ji Sang’s reputation.
Back in the small bathroom of her room, looking at her haggard reflection in the mirror, she understood the strangeness in Min Yunwen’s gaze.
She was indeed a bit unkempt.
She quickly washed up, patted her face to make herself more alert.
Then she picked up her phone and informed Fu Yisi about the pen via chat app.
At this time, she didn’t know what Fu Yisi was up to.
After all this, Min Yunwen had also gotten breakfast and knocked on Ji Sang’s door.
The two went to the fitness room and had just sat down when Ji Sang wanted to start, but Min Yunwen quickly passed her the milk.
"Finish eating first, and after that, I’ll tell you everything slowly, no secrets hidden."