Li Nan handed over a USB flash drive and said, "All the videos are here."
Lu Yanci looked away from Wen Ning, his eyes as cold as frost, "Go get a notebook."
Soon, the computer was brought over.
Connect the USB flash drive and click on the video file.
Dozens of videos, each one is evidence that Wen Ning has been humiliated and bullied over the years.
I clicked on one casually, and the screen popped up immediately.
It must be a video from many years ago. In it, Wen Ning looks very young, about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a small middle school uniform, and is blocked in a corner by a group of people also wearing school uniforms.
There was no sound, but you could tell from the shapes of those people's mouths that they were swearing heavily.
Wen Ning huddled in the corner, holding his head in his hands, and allowed himself to be kicked, beaten and insulted.
Even though he was at school, no one came out to stop him. Through the screen, Wen Ning's despair could be felt.
Lu Yanci stared at the video motionless, the storm gathering in his eyes became more intense, and Li Nan could clearly see the blue veins popping up on his forehead.
This video only lasted about ten minutes, and then came the second video.
It looked like I was in college, and it was taken with a mobile phone.
There is sound and the picture is very messy and shaky.
Wen Ning was carrying a backpack and wearing a white skirt, and was being forced toward the stairs step by step.
"Bitch, if you dare to hook up with Senior Lin Ze, I will kill you!"
"You bitch, have you slept with all the men in the school? You fucking stink and yet you dare to seduce the seniors!"
Wen Ning lowered his head, clutching his skirt tightly with his fingers, and retreated to the stairs step by step.
Suddenly, a tall girl rushed into the scene, grabbed Wen Ning's hair and pulled her forward hard. Wen Ning let out a muffled groan, but still did not call for help.
There was another burst of extremely dirty yelling, and Wen Ning was pushed down the stairs. The screen shook sharply and stopped abruptly.
Next video coming up soon.
This time Wen Ning was running, the screen was shaking violently, and a burst of male laughter came from the player.
Very vulgar and dissolute.
"I heard she's the beauty of No. 1 Middle School. It's so cool. Look at those white calves. I really want to kill her!"
"I want to be ranked first, and you are second!"
"I want to go in from behind, you, mother, don't fight with me!"
"Having slept with so many people, will there be any illness? I heard there is illness."
"It's worth it even if you're sick. I've never had sex with such a beautiful woman."
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Soon, two tall men wearing flowery shirts appeared in the camera, dragging Wen Ning to a corner.
Wen Ning looked up at the camera in horror, but did not call for help.
Even though the picture was blurry and shaky, Wen Ning's eyes were still so desperate that it made people feel heartbroken.
The two men began to pull at her skirt. She struggled hard, but she was no match.
Soon a piece of the school uniform skirt was torn off, and the man laughed and cursed even harder.
Suddenly, Wen Ning touched a brick from the ground and slammed it on the man's head. After the screen was still for a second, even worse yelling came from the player. You could even clearly hear the sound of clothes being torn to pieces and being beaten. The sound of a slap.
Until the siren sounded, the scene stopped abruptly.
"Snapped!"
The computer suddenly flew out and hit the opposite wall hard, falling apart.
Lu Yanci's eyes were blood red, and the aura of violence on his body was as evil as a ghost that had just crawled out of hell.
"Find, find all these people, no one is missing!"
The animosity in his voice was also terrifyingly thick.
Li Nan has been following him for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen him lose control like this. The prince of Beijing Circle, who has always been calm and calm, now looks like an enraged evil beast.
"Everyone, the person who took the video, the people who bullied her, all of them, find them out one by one, and don't let anyone go!"
Li Nan was also shocked by the video he just saw. Only now did he understand where Wen Ning's endurance came from.
A little girl in her early twenties had two broken ribs and was able to hide without saying a word for three or four days. Even if she was about to die, she did not send a signal for help to anyone. It turned out to be the result of long-term bullying over the years.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and picked up the broken computer piece by piece, "Mr. Mistress, these videos have changed hands countless times. The one who has the video in his hand is not necessarily the photographer. All of them must be taken." It will definitely take time to find out.”
Lu Yanci's voice was as cold as coming from the deepest hell, "Look! No matter how much it costs, we must find them all. My people can't be bullied in vain!"
"Collect all the evidence of the Qiao family's crimes. I want them to pay with blood, a hundred times a thousand times."
The wind came from nowhere and scattered these words throughout the corridor. The surrounding air was as cold as ice and made people shiver.
At this time, the door of the intensive care unit suddenly opened and the nurse ran out.
"The injured person has woken up. Hurry up and call Professor Lin over."
These words seemed to awaken Lu Yanci's reason. He turned around suddenly, pulled the glass door and walked in.
The nurse blocked the door, "No, you can't go in. You have bacteria on your body. If you get infected, it will kill her."
"She's awake?"
"I'm awake, but you can't go in. You have to wait for Professor Lin to come over and take a look before making a decision."
Because he smoked too hard, Lu Yanci's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear it, but his aura was too overwhelming. The little nurse was scared to death of him, so she trembled and said: "Also, you smell so strong of smoke. , let alone come in."
At this time, Professor Lin came over, called "Little Third Master" and entered the intensive care unit.
This time, the curtains in the intensive care unit were drawn tightly, and no movement could be heard or seen outside.
After a long time, Professor Lin came out. He pulled down his mask and his expression became much more relaxed. "This kid is lucky. He is sensitive to this special drug. He managed to survive it and will stay here for another two or three days." God, if there are no accidents, I can be transferred to the general ward."
Lu Yanci stared at the unclosed door and said in a strong tone, "I want to go in and take a look."
Professor Lin nodded, "You need to change clothes."
After a while, Lu Yanci entered the intensive care unit.
Wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and neatly styled hair, he looked cold, noble, and imposing.
But Professor Lin still saw that his condition was not good.
There was a faint greenish tint under his eyes, and he looked like he had not rested well.
It is impossible to hide a person's high spirits, and it is also difficult to hide his frustration.
He wanted to say something, but Lu Yanci's eyes were firmly locked on the little girl from the moment he walked in.
The possessiveness and desire for control contained in it frightened the professor who was accustomed to the world's affairs.
Wen Ning was awake for a short time and fell asleep again while Lu Yanci was changing clothes.
At this time, her body was covered with tubes, her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and the small mole between her lips seemed to be dead and turned gray.
Lu Yanci's knuckled hands wrapped around her soft white fingers, and he followed her pale but delicate outline with a heavy gaze.
The entire intensive care unit was quiet, with only the sound of machines running.
After a long time, he let go of Wen Ning's hand and placed cold lips in her hair.
"Ning Ning, all of them will pay a thousand times the price!"
