Chapter 706: Chapter 705: Sikong Jian is Injured Chapter 706: Chapter 705: Sikong Jian is Injured It was a woman.
There weren’t many ladies in the office.
Xiao Qimo and Sikong Jian each ran through the list of office personnel in their minds, but they didn’t notice anyone with a problem.
Even Wang Xintong, who was against Lu Mian, had a normal background and identity.
Sikong Jian laughed with a mix of roguish arrogance, “The other party is not lightly injured.
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Wang Xintong was terrified out of her wits.
The young nurse’s heart trembled; Miss Lu was so…
“You’re really annoying,” Lu Mian said darkly.
After speaking, she walked over in a few steps to take the plastic bag from Wang Xintong’s hands, brushed past her shoulder, and left.
Reaching the door, Lu Mian threw in a reminder.
“The injured person is Sikong Jian; I’ll have him write an application.”
Lu Mian returned with the medicine to find the room filled with an eerie silence.
Since she had left, the three people in the room hadn’t spoken a word.
Her mood was clearly not the best as she tossed the medicine onto the table and said to Sikong Jian, “Show me the wound.”
Her tone was poor, even downright awful.
Sikong Jian pitifully laid his leg on the table, revealing the injury on his knee.
“Mianmian, are you angry?”
Lu Mian didn’t make a sound.
Sikong Jian gave an awkward smile and hurriedly explained, “My knee wasn’t injured in a fight with the other party but when I was chasing them, my slipper came off, and I tripped over my own feetaEUR|”
Lu Mian could probably imagine the scene, her thin lips pressed into a straight line, having already opened a pack of cotton swabs.
She intended to personally bandage Sikong Jian’s wound.
Xiao Qimo, standing to the side, looked profound as his gaze shifted back to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan sighed inwardly and stepped forward, stiffly taking the items from Lu Mian’s hands and said coldly, “Miss Lu, let me do it.
I’m particularly good at dressing wounds.”
Sikong Jian: Bah, why is Mo Fan everywhere?
The items were still snatched from Lu Mian’s hands, so she simply leaned against the edge of the table and spoke indifferently.
“I remember, during Captain Wang’s injury, the suspect seemed to be a woman too.”
Xiao Qimo nodded, “There’s no doubt, this person is now in the office.
They came for Number Thirteen, but now they’ve mistaken me for Thirteen.”
It wasn’t difficult for him to arrive at this conclusion, after all, in the office, he was also a big consumer of burgers, often joining Lu Mian to eat, and with a little attention, such information could be unearthed.
Lu Mian was the victim of the 726 kidnapping case, so under normal circumstances, no one would assume she was Number Thirteen.
Fortunately, his coincidental actions had diverted some of the heat from Lu Mian.
Otherwise, Lu Mian would have become the only target.
Lu Mian pondered for a moment.
“Actually, when I was investigating who was leaking information, I came across a clue.” Lu Mian rested one hand on her chin, “The person’s code name isaEUR| H.”
“H?” Sikong asked, “Are they famous?”
“One of the top three hackers.”
Sikong instantly held his breath, “Who are the three top hackers?
I only know that Thirteen is one of them.”
“Thirteen, Seven, HaEUR”these three are known as the titans of the hacking world,” Xiao Qimo kindly explained for him.
Sikong’s mouth fell open slightly.
“So, H is from the lab’s side.
Two of the top three hackers are involved in this matter; no wonder they can create trouble under such tight security at the office.”
Lu Mian pursed her lips, looked up at Xiao Qimo, and a flickering light passed through the depths of her eyes, but she didn’t say much.
“Alright, it’s late now, let’s go back to rest,” she said.
Sikong nodded, his knee wound had also been perfunctorily bandaged by Mo Fan.
Mo Fan stood up with a sense of regret, still seemingly attached to the wound, “If only I were the one injured.”
He even looked forward to it.
If he were injured, then he could apply to ‘Mo Ye’ for experimental medication.
He wanted to be a guinea pig, he wanted to become stronger.
Sikong shivered with disgust and stepped a few paces away from Mo Fan as if watching a lunatic.
“Then I’ll head back to my room,” he said, casually picking up the plastic bag on the table containing gauze, iodine, and other items, “I’ll take the medicine back and remember to take care of the wound.”
Lu Mian personally escorted him to the door next door.
Sikong raised his hand, gently bidding her goodbye.
It’s good that it wasn’t you who got hurt.
He returned to his room silently, taking his time to take off his sleepwear jacket.
The black cotton pajama top fell to the floor, staining the ground with a few spots of blood.
Blood was dripping from his shoulder.