Chapter 27
[I am curious about something, host]
While Wei Jun was having his car cleaned, the system posed a question. Since Wei Jun had nothing to do at the moment, he decided to humor the system.
'What?'
[Why didn't you use the dagger while killing them?]
[Wouldn't it have made your job easier?]
'That's because I would be leaving the same pattern.'
Wei Jun's reply was only this much but that was all the system needed to know. This wasn't Wei Jun's first kill in this world. Had he killed the gangsters with the same dagger hence creating the same pattern, it would have been easier for the cops to link these crime scenes.
Wei Jun was already caught on the motel camera. That pattern aside, Wei Jun could easily be linked to this scene as well given the traffic cameras. If the killing pattern would have been the same, then it would have been very easy to be linked to both murders.
But now, although Wei Jun could be linked to both crime scenes, both murders were committed with different MOs making it harder for anyone to link it to Wei Jun.
'But, it's not like they can't.' Wei Jun thought as he entered his office. Since Wei Jun could still be linked, evidence could somehow appear out of nowhere to frame him even if he had nothing to do with the murders. It was a simple tactic used to frame business rivals. Even the original owner of Wei Jun's body had done it many times.
'The funds should be enough.' He thought again as he called for Chen Xian. Chen Xian appeared and after a slight bow, he asked, "Is there anything I can do, Young Master Ruan?"
"How is the arcade business running these days?" Wei Jun asked, instead of stating his real purpose.
Chen Xian didn't contemplate for long before he replied, "Since most of the games can now be easily played on phones, arcade businesses don't do very well."
Wei Jun nodded and said, "Get me a list of games. Also, hire a few programmers to make games. I need them by tomorrow."
Chen Xian nodded in acknowledgment and left after a slight bow. Wei Jun got back to work, worrying about a professional celebrity for the role. Many things had to be considered for the role. Although Song Li was a very experienced actress, she wasn't cut for this role even after taking the Yongcheng pills.
Age, appearance, and most importantly how an actor behaves in real life have a great impact on a role. Xia Lu was the only one perfect for this job in Wei Jun's knowledge so far. He hadn't come across any other actress for the role he had in mind.
Just as he was contemplating hard, his phone rang. The caller ID was unknown so Wei Jun picked it up. He was somewhat surprised when the caller said, "I'm coming to your office."
The caller was none other than Xia Lu and she didn't sound so pleased about her purpose of calling. Wei Jun didn't know what had happened and why was her mood like this, but he decided to bite for now.
'But if she wastes my time…' Wei Jun left the thought incomplete because he himself didn't know what he would do in that situation.
It wasn't long before someone barged into his office without the courtesy to knock. It was a black-haired beauty with an appearance to charm the monks and urge them to sin.
Wei Jun, on the other hand, was more stoic than monks. "You should knock." Wei Jun wasn't pleased with this behavior but he let it slide for now.
"Oh yeah?! You have the balls to point out my behavior when yours own is so full of cr*p." Upon hearing Xia Lu's vulgar words which were terrible compared to Wei Jun, Wei Jun decided to lend her an ear because he was somewhat impressed.
"What do you mean?" He genuinely asked, his eyebrow raised slightly. That only made Xia angrier than she already was.
"Don't play dumb!!" She yelled but Wei Jun remained calm. Since he had no idea of what was happening, there was no need to escalate this issue. It could all be a simple misunderstanding.
But the fact that his time was being wasted, held the rational side back. Wei Jun, still calm and sound, his expression more serene than any spoke, "AND WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!!!!!"
Of course, his words were anything but calm. The sudden increase in volume stunned Xia Lu who stopped, a little scared even to continue.
'As expected, violence is the best.' Wei Jun thought inwardly, brimming with pride as he spoke, "If you have a problem, say it straight up. If you overwhelm someone like this when they don't even know what they have done, this would be all you get."
He didn't yell this time, but his voice was sweet as honey as if tempting a child with candy. This hard and sweet approach confused Xia Lu along with a little fear and she forgot what she was really here for.
"Good. Now sit down and tell me calmly what the matter is. If it isn't time-wasting, maybe I can help you with it." Once again, with his sweet voice, he instructed Xia Lu. Subconsciously, Xia Lu heeded his order and sat down quietly in front of him. She seemed more like a meek cat now compared to before.
"So? What is it that got you so angry at me?" Wei Jun asked but contrary to his tone and actions, he didn't care in the least about it. But Xia Lu was a chance he couldn't let go of. He hadn't found anyone who could do the same job as her so he needed her for now hence his nice act.
"Did you… Did you tell my family about our meeting? Uncle is forcing me to work with you?" She said, her voice low and not complaining in the least.
Wei Jun could more or less tell what the problem was. He didn't beat around the bush and replied, "No I didn't talk to your uncle. I don't even know who he is."
Wei Jun's voice was clear and his words were precise. Even if he was lying, which he wasn't, Xia Lu couldn't tell whether it was true or not.
"Whatever the case may be, I believe we can somehow work this out." Wei Jun spoke but at the same time, he wrote something on the paper and showed it to her.
Wei Jun thought about it seriously. Wei Jun and Xia Lu's conversation was very private and with Wei Jun's senses, there was no way someone could have eavesdropped on their conversation unless it was technological.
On the paper was written, 'Don't speak about anything other than replying to my simple questions. Your phone is bugged.'
Xia Lu read the paper and became anxious but she managed to keep her surprise in and replied, "How?" Her voice was without a hitch and it displayed dissatisfaction.
'She's a born actress.' Wei Jun admitted and replied while writing something else, "How about we talk about our deal? The one we made some time ago?"
On the paper was written, 'Reply: But it's my first time and I need to prepare myself.'
Xia Lu became embarrassed when she read that line and her face took a shade of red. Still, she replied in her perfect voice and tone, without a hitch giving away any sort of clue.
"But it's my first time and I need to prepare myself." She said, word by word, not giving herself away.
"The first time is always the hardest. You don't have to worry. I'm willing to wait as long as I can. And as for your uncle, I will talk to him." Wei Jun said and wrote on the paper, 'Go now. And don't speak of this. Don't do anything about the phone either. Just refrain from engaging in important conversations. And don't make it obvious.'
Xia Lu nodded and replied, "I appreciate your concern, I won't make you wait for long." She was properly in the role right now and didn't need Wei Jun to write something else to follow the situation.
Wei Jun also nodded and said, "And also come tomorrow for the contract. If we are working together, it would seem less suspicious."
"All right." Xia Lu simply replied and left.
Wei Jun didn't do anything when she left but after a few minutes, he jumped and said, "That fu*ker uncle, BANZAI!!!"
Because of that uncle, Wei Jun had gained Xia Lu's cooperation. Now all he had to do was keep her thinking that he was on her side and everything would be smooth.
Of course, he couldn't let that uncle know of his plans too such as his movie and other projects he would be working on which would no doubt be revealed to Xia Lu if they worked together so he decided to do something about this matter with Xia Lu's uncle as well.
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