Ye Wenjie, watch my moves closely.

Chapter 39 Fear

"You beast! You bastard! You're fucking dreaming!"

Yang Weining is about to lose control. Evans wants to use Ye Wenjie's whereabouts to exchange for the contents of the launch room computer, which means he is extremely close to handing over the $20 billion.

Li Youyu's seemingly outlandish plan actually worked.

$20 billion...

Is Wenjie's life worth $20 billion?

For Yang Weining, it was definitely worth it.

However, when it comes to the national level...

Is Wenjie worth it? Does Wenjie deserve it? To this country, Wenjie is just an ordinary person.

No one would allow such a deal to be made with Evans.

No one would allow extraterrestrial civilization to fall into Evans' hands.

Yang Weining dared not think any further. He roared and cornered Evans against the wall, raising his fist to punch him, seemingly trying to vent his inner powerlessness in this way.

But his fist, which he had thrown with all his might, did not fall for a long time.

Li Youyu, who was standing beside him, blocked his fist.

"Why?" Yang Weining turned his head, his eyes pleading. He might lose Ye Wenjie. Facing the suspect in front of him, did he not even have the right to throw a punch and take revenge?

He knew Evans was important, and he also knew how much that huge sum of money could help his country's scientific and technological development.

But, but he is not only the scientist Yang Weining, he is also the husband Yang Weining.

Li Youyu shook his head at him, and Yang Weining's lips began to move.

That indomitable spirit vanished instantly; his nostrils twitched, and two lines of tears streamed down his face.

But Li Youyu's next words rekindled his hope: "Old Yang, let's give the stuff to him."

Li Youyu said.

Yang Weining raised his head, his eyes filled with joy, but it quickly dimmed again.

The moral principles instilled in him from a young age have already given him the answer: sacrifice the small family for the greater good.

Isn't this exactly what countless predecessors sacrificed themselves for?

Could Yang Weining really just hand over an alien civilization to Evans for the sake of Wen Jie alone?

No, no!

Yang Weining pounded his head with his fist in frustration, his mood plummeting to rock bottom.

He clung to Li Youyu's shoulders, crying out, "No!"

Then he turned to Evans, roaring angrily, "McEvans, I won't let you get away with this! I definitely won't let you get away with this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was struck hard on the back of the neck. The intense impact made his vision go black. In his last moments before losing consciousness, he saw Li Youyu step over his body and walk towards Evans.

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Are you sure this thing is real?

Evans looked at the launch parameters that Li Youyu had written for him with a questioning expression.

Li Youyu said, "The Trisolarans are in the Centaur star system, four light-years away. Even if what I give you is wrong, you can still try to find out the real way to communicate with them when you get back."

Neither Cheng Lihua's Red Coast Secret Components nor the story Li Youyu had previously told Evans mentioned the location of the Trisolarans. In this transaction, Li Youyu directly pointed out the Trisolarans' precise location in the universe.

As for whether the launch parameters are accurate?

For Evans, who was interested in contacting the Trisolarans, this was not a problem at all.

Having obtained what he wanted, Evans generously extended his hand and said, "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Qin Shihuang."

Where are they?

Evans said, "A woman named Cheng Lihua found me and took Ye Wenjie to the western housing area, where there is an old house with the character '福' (fortune) pasted on it."

Cheng Lihua?

Li Youyu's heart tightened. How could this woman, who had long since left the scene, appear here?

Torches began to appear at the end of the street. When Evans saw someone approaching, he bowed and disappeared into the shadows with a mocking smile.

The villagers of Qijiatun rushed to Li Youyu. When Qi the Headhunter saw Yang Weining lying unconscious on the ground, he immediately took out his hunting rifle from behind and cautiously looked around.

"It's alright," Li Youyu told two villagers from Qijiatun to take good care of Yang Weining, then pointed to the house on the west side and said, "The rest of you come with me. I know where Ye Wenjie is."

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The air in the attic was stuffy and damp. Ye Wenjie had her head down and her eyes were glazed over. All she could see was a moth with its wings burned off by the oil lamp, lying on the ground, struggling helplessly.

Cheng Lihua listened for a long time at the top of the stairs, and only after confirming that no one else was passing by did she pick up the brass belt again and walk over.

"Xiao Ye, I really didn't expect this..."

She thought that more than ten years would wear down Ye Wenjie's backbone, but she never expected that even as a mother, her backbone would be even harder than it was more than ten years ago.

I questioned her for over five hours and beat her for over five hours, but I couldn't get a single word out of her.

No wonder he's such a shameless scoundrel.

Cheng Lihua, propping herself up on her knees, sat wearily opposite Ye Wenjie and advised, "Little Ye, the child is still young, isn't she? I think she definitely can't live without her mother. What does extraterrestrial civilization have to do with you? Even if it comes, we might already be dead. What if it floods the world after I'm gone? Don't you think so?"

Ye Wenjie pursed her lips and remained silent. Cheng Lihua continued, "Little Ye, are you still waiting for someone to come and rescue you? The people outside have come and gone twice, but they haven't noticed anything unusual here. They've already left, and no one else will come."

Ye Wenjie lifted her eyelids, which were covered in blood, her eyes calm as still water.

This calm contempt sent shivers down Cheng Lihua's spine. She grabbed her belt and lashed it across Ye Wenjie's face, screaming, "You worthless wretch! You're a worthless wretch! You want to die, and you want to drag me down to hell too? Fine. I'll grant your wish!"

One, two, three.

The chair legs that restrained Ye Wenjie clattered on the wooden floor.

Ye Wenjie suddenly smiled.

"You're scared."

She was met with even fiercer retaliation.

At this moment, Ye Wenjie felt no fear. She calmly accepted her impending death and decided to use it as a weapon to pierce Cheng Lihua's heart.

Suddenly, a loud bang came from downstairs.

Cheng Lihua's hand trembled, and she suddenly stopped moving. She skillfully blew out the oil lamp and stuffed Ye Wenjie's mouth with burlap, just as she had done the previous two times to evade the search.

But this time the people downstairs hadn't gone far; the footsteps grew closer and closer. Cheng Lihua held her breath and hid in the darkness.

"Ugh..."

Just then, Ye Wenjie let out a sob, and Cheng Lihua quickly rushed over and covered her mouth and nose with her hands.

But it was too late. With a bang, the hidden door to the attic was kicked open, and Headhunter Qi, carrying a torch, poked his head in. Upon seeing Ye Wenjie covered in blood and Cheng Lihua looking terrified, he raised his gun butt with bloodshot eyes and smashed it down on Cheng Lihua!