Chapter 864: Luck Always Runs Out One Day

Nalan Ye Jue calmly added more dishes for her. A chopstick full of Jiangnan snow cabbage and green soybeans.

One Southern jade shrimp dumpling.

A spoon of quinoa blueberry chickpea salad.

Qin Xin finally looked up: "I can’t eat anymore..."

Nalan Ye Jue handed her a cup of freshly squeezed mixed fruit juice: "Don’t rush, have a drink and eat slowly. Breakfast is the source of a day’s nutrition."

Qin Xin helplessly tried two more bites.

The food was indeed exquisite and delicious.

But, the phone started buzzing again.

She had to split her attention to check it.

This morning, she was being contacted by many people, each seeming desperately anxious.

Hong Jingtian, who hadn’t been in touch for a long time, urgently reported that somehow news of her performing surgery on Si Moyu had leaked, and the Red Society had been constantly under surveillance by an unseen force, several colleagues have been caught and interrogated about Queen’s whereabouts.

Fortunately, those colleagues had never seen Qin Xin and couldn’t possibly know the core secrets about Queen.

So they were tortured to the brink of death and then released.

Hong Jingtian was worried something might happen on Qin Xin’s side and hurried to remind her to be very careful.

Qin Xin’s lips twitched as she replied, "It’s you who needs to be most careful. For now, just don’t leave home. If you get caught, I won’t have time to save you."

Hong Jingtian patted his chest area: "Don’t worry, Queen, your little cutie is clever."

Qin Xin: "..."

Does he have any misunderstanding about his own silly and adorable strength?

Last time he came to the Imperial University to give a lecture, he almost got targeted, if it weren’t for me luring away those tracking flies, Hong Jingtian would be dead a hundred times over in the Empire, right?

This overly optimistic foreigner.

Hong Jingtian was still concerned about Qin Xin’s research results: "Queen, how’s the BMP-16 research going recently? Can it be converted into clinical treatment methods?"

Qin Xin: "Still working on it. Not so fast."

Hong Jingtian: "Hehe, I’m just excited; if you can realize the theories from your paper in reality, it will definitely be a global sensation, and our lives won’t be in vain; we’ll be remembered in history, oh oh."

Qin Xin: "..." A small lousy research, is it that big of a deal?

She couldn’t be bothered to respond to him.

However, she had to remind him once more: "Don’t rely on luck, and don’t test your own luck; fortune runs out one day. Remember, stay home, don’t go out."

Hong Jingtian: "Acknowledged! Yes, ma’am!"

Having resolved the issue with Hong Jingtian, over in the Imperial University class group, things were boiling over.

Qin Xin was bombarded by the constant "@everyone" in the class group, unable to spare the thought of who was investigating Red Society colleagues to dig into her background; after all, every year countless people investigate her.

She clicked open the class group and discovered many people were online, even Ao Meng joined in, unusually active.

What happened?

She quickly glanced through the chat history.

To her surprise, she found the topic was only one—

"Who can get in touch with the top hacker on the ranking, Q? Please try your best to use all your connections to find them, thank you!"

The topic was initiated by Ao Meng.

Usually, Little Dragon Girl would either tell educational stories or deal with students who don’t study well, this was the first time talking about something completely unrelated to studying in the class.

Qin Xin couldn’t help but take a second look.

However, everyone seemed somewhat bewildered, just rushing to respond to Ao Meng’s directive:

"Teacher Ao, I’ve asked and forwarded to all family groups, no one knows."

"Report teacher, forwarded to 15 groups!"

"Report teacher, forwarded to 20 groups!"