Genius Club-Chapter 265 - 76: Complete Victory_2

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The next day, in the wee hours of the morning.

Ji Lin, carrying a backpack stuffed with items, left the villa.

He didn’t take the private car he always used, nor was there a driver to serve him. He walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.

"Where to, sir?" the polite taxi driver asked, looking at the passenger who had settled in the back seat.

"To the natural scenic area next to the university town. There’s a detached villa cluster over there," Ji Lin responded after hesitating briefly.

"Please drive slowly—I get carsick easily," he added.

Hum...

The taxi crawled along the expressway. With light traffic and no congestion this early in the morning, they quickly arrived at the destination.

After paying with a mobile scan, Ji Lin got out of the taxi and walked on foot into the villa cluster.

Following the guidance on the map, he arrived near a particularly quiet standalone villa.

This place was the clinic of the renowned Psychologist Doctor Liu.

Although the villa was large and the surrounding scenery was pleasant, it served only as Doctor Liu’s workplace; she did not live there.

Ji Lin approached the front, where the villa’s door was securely locked, safeguarded by an old-fashioned electronic password lock without fingerprint recognition capability.

"This is going to be simple," he murmured.

He had prepared a suite of lock-picking tools for the job, even bringing a computer, but such an outdated electronic lock made the task much easier.

Presumably, Doctor Liu was old and paid little attention to advancements in lock technology, sticking with what the developer had originally installed.

Now, it indeed seemed obsolete.

Ji Lin took a spray bottle out of his backpack, filled with a solution of silver nitrate.

Aiming at the keypad of the lock, he sprayed twice, misting the surface with the solution.

He then pulled out his phone, switched on the flashlight mode, and shone the bright light onto it.

Quickly...

The anhydrous ethanol carrier in the silver nitrate solution evaporated, and the silver nitrate reacted with the sodium chloride residues from fingerprints under the illumination, decomposing and leaving behind more noticeable black traces on several buttons.

These marks indicated that these keys were used frequently and were most likely part of the password.

There were exactly six different numbers.

Having already researched Doctor Liu extensively, Ji Lin surmised that the numbers probably corresponded to her cherished grandson’s birth date.

With the birth dates of Doctor Liu’s family members etched in his memory, he pressed the birth date of Doctor Liu’s grandson on the keypad—

Click!

The lock opened with a click, and Ji Lin pulled the door, which creaked open.

First try success.

The elderly indeed tend to set more predictable passwords.

Upon entering the villa, Ji Lin turned on the lights and quickly found the room where Doctor Liu conducted consultations. He approached the bookshelf.

Opening the glass door of the cabinet.

Each shelf was crammed with patients’ consultation record books, one for each person, with names clearly written on the labels at the spine.

Doctor Liu charged steep fees, so she didn’t have many patients. Ji Lin soon found his target—

Lin Xian.

On the spine of a brown notebook, Lin Xian’s name was clearly marked.

He picked up the notebook, opened it, and in the moonlight streaming through the window, began to read its contents.

Dreams... reality... indistinguishable... truth verification... familiar strangers... voices...

Ji Lin hummed softly to himself.

Closing the notebook.

"That’s not like you, Lin Xian, you lied to the psychologist," he said.

Having been adversaries for so long.

Ji Lin knew Lin Xian all too well.

If it were merely about a dream, Lin Xian would never have made such a fuss about seeing a psychologist.

Lin Xian was an intelligent person with strong initiative; he had countless ways to verify the authenticity of a dream.

Therefore, the deduction...

There was only one possibility that would make Lin Xian so troubled by his inability to distinguish between dreams and reality.

"That would be that his dreams are too real, presenting many things he normally couldn’t discern," he concluded.

Ji Lin began to ponder what circumstance could make a rational and intelligent person struggle to differentiate dream from reality because of the dreams’ authenticity.

Under normal logic, it made no sense to him.

But...

What if the thinking went beyond normal logic?

According to Ji Xinshui’s words.

Without a doubt, Lin Xian was the one disturbing history. Ji Lin had already verified that Lin Xian indeed possessed the ability to foresee the future. He had some method to know about events before they occurred, enabling him to accurately ambush at the death scene of Academician Lyon.

Not just that.

Considering Xu Yun didn’t have that talent or capability, but after a brief interaction with Lin Xian, she made improbably rapid research breakthroughs, starting from scratch to successfully develop the Hibernation Pod Filling Liquid... This was most likely Lin Xian’s doing too!

And it was precisely because of this ’premonition’ superpower that Xu Yun dedicated the ownership of the semi-permeable membrane compound to Lin Xian!

"So that’s how it is..."

Ji Lin slightly furrowed his brow.

Could it be...

Lin Xian...

Can he really see the future?

Or is it time travel?

Or can he bring back advanced technology, knowledge, and historical information from the future through some miraculous dream?

Recalling back when they shared accommodations in the police dormitory, Lin Xian would always stay up until one or two in the morning before going to sleep and still yawned throughout the day...

No matter how exhausting his day’s work was, he would stay up past that point before going to bed.

Does this have something to do with dreams?

He recalled that during his own birthday party, when Gao Yang mentioned the psychologist, Lin Xian abruptly interrupted and explained that it was due to work pressure and insomnia that he had to see the psychologist.

But.

Nowhere in this medical report does it mention anything about work-related stress causing insomnia!

"Lin Xian is lying."

Ji Lin was utterly convinced:

"He obviously lied to the psychologist and deliberately concealed some things from everyone...things he didn’t want others to know about, related to dreams, foreseeing the future, and disturbing history."

Snap.

Ji Lin closed the brown notebook, walked out of the door, out of the villa, and closed the gate behind him.

Bang.

Holding the brown notebook under the moonlight, he looked up at the full moon and took out a lighter from his pocket.

Then he brought the lighter close to the brown notebook, pressed the ignition button, ready to burn it—

Click.

The flame didn’t catch.

But...

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Behind him, the cold barrel of a gun was pressed against the back of his head.

"Truly fucking nauseating."

Zhou Duanyun emerged from the shadows under the eaves, gripping a pistol in his right hand, his eyes fixed on Ji Lin and the brown notebook in his hands:

"You want to be the good guy? Ji Lin, it’s too late."

"Too late?"

Ji Lin smiled:

"I think it’s just right."

Zhou Duanyun clenched his teeth and pronounced every word:

"You’ve always looked down on me. But now, Ji Lin... no one’s got your back!"

Bang!!

Flap flap flutter...

The sparrows nesting on the villa’s eaves took flight, their wings fluttering; the muffled sound of the gunshot shattered the midnight silence.

The sudden curtain of blood covered Ji Lin’s eyes, his body grotesquely tilting forward from the kinetic energy of the bullet—

Thud!

He crashed heavily onto the ground...

Blood splattered everywhere, the brown notebook with Lin Xian’s name falling in front of Ji Lin’s lifeless, dilated pupils; the indicator lights on the electronic cuffs on his wrists and ankles shifted from the breathing green to a rapid, sinister red.

"Serves you right."

Zhou Duanyun looked down at Ji Lin’s corpse, bent down, and picked up the notebook that fell to the ground.

He stared at the label with Lin Xian’s name on the spine:

"You too."

Taking the notebook, he turned and disappeared into the night around the corner...

However!

Buzz———

Buzz———

Buzz———

Several police drones arrived from all directions!

Kerthump.

Two teams of armed police officers approached at a run from the road ahead!

"Fuck!"

Zhou Duanyun suddenly realized!

It was a trap!

An ambush!

Run.

He had to run!

He rushed deeper into the complex of villas!

But two policemen were coming straight at him!

Bang bang!

Zhou Duanyun’s shots hit the policemen’s bulletproof vests, the massive kinetic energy and pain causing them to instantly fall to the ground!

And just then—

Swoosh crack!

A crisp sound, and Zhou Duanyun’s head exploded in the air like a watermelon.

A sniper.

A sniper on the helicopter fired the shot, protecting their teammates.

Thud.

The caliber of a sniper rifle’s bullet was much larger than that of a handgun, blowing open Zhou Duanyun’s head on impact, his headless body fell to the ground with a dull sound.

The piercing sound of police sirens rose and fell in succession.

Special forces sealed off the area.

And Lin Xian walked slowly through the crowd, looking down at Zhou Duanyun’s body on the ground.

He bent down.

Picked up the brown notebook with his own name on it...

"Zhou Duanyun."

He snorted softly through his nose:

"Long time no see."