Genius Club

Chapter 969: Chapter 50 Hunting Begins (Monthly ticket extra!)_2
 

He was looking at the blue-eyed girl with anticipation.

But…

The blue-eyed girl’s expression was clear and lucid as she shook her head, looking at Lin Xian.

“I don’t recognize the person in the photo, and this man in the photo…”

“Isn’t that you?”

Boom!!!!!

Boom!!!!!

Boom!!!!!

He went to sleep too late today, and his dream was far too short.

Lin Xian hadn’t had time to react when a dazzling white light engulfed everything again, burning the world away.

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…

…

In a corner of the bedroom, Lin Xian yawned and opened his eyes.

It felt like he had just fallen asleep and was forced to wake up, a truly unpleasant sensation that left him even more tired.

“Judging by her reaction, she really feels nothing for this photo.”

Lin Xian had been closely monitoring the expression and gaze of the blue-eyed girl.

There was no fluctuation.

Nor the reaction Lin Xian had been hoping for.

“This means either the blue-eyed girl has thoroughly lost her memory, forgetting everything related to the photo, both memories and emotions completely obliterated, hence her lack of reaction at this moment.”

“Or… what I initially suspected was wrong, and instead, the first option I dismissed, Option A, is correct—the blue-eyed girl is neither Yan Qiaoqiao nor Lin Yuxi, but a new space-time traveler.”

“But then, that raises new questions that need clarification… If she is a new space-time traveler, why does she have Yan Qiaoqiao’s most cherished photo and use Yan Qiaoqiao’s name to enter the Hibernation Warehouse?”

He couldn’t understand.

Lin Xian shook his head.

It seemed that he needed to continue digging at this information station, as the useful intelligence he currently held was still too little.

“I’ll go to sleep earlier tomorrow and meet the three Turings again…”

Lin Xian thought.

This time there were three Turing to tease, quite interesting.

After all, each encounter with Turing was like a first meeting for them, while he had long mastered their routines, completely a dimensional reduction strike.

“Let’s sleep first.”

Lin Xian turned over and closed his eyes.

Tomorrow morning he had to stop by the office to deal with some equipment acquisition for the Rhein’s second lab; he had already arranged it with Brother Wang.

Sleep early and get up early, finish work early, get home early, nap early, and enter dreams early.

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The next day, in the Rhein Building, Lin Xian’s office.

Lin Xian took out his phone.

He opened the “Primary Genius Smartwatch” app on the [Parental Side].

This app allowed him to control some of the internet functionalities of the smartwatch.

First of all, was what Lin Xian needed the most and the most important reason he gave Yan Qiaoqiao the smartwatch—

The location function.

The smartwatch came with a built-in GPS module; once bound with the parent’s account, parents could track the location of the smartwatch via the mobile app at any time, thus being informed of their children’s whereabouts.

Like now, Lin Xian could see on his phone, the cartoon girl avatar representing Yan Qiaoqiao bustling around Zhao Yingjun’s residential area.

The residential area was large, with traffic and pedestrians well-organized, so the children were indeed safe to play there.

Looking at the speed of her running around the neighborhood…

It was really crazy, like a missile, hopping up and down.

What was Yan Qiaoqiao up to?

Later, after some analysis and thought, Lin Xian roughly guessed that Yan Qiaoqiao might be frolicking downstairs with VV, which would explain why the coordinates were moving so rapidly.

At the moment.

Yan Qiaoqiao, who was also amnesiac and muscle-deprived Lin Yuxi, remained the prime suspect in her own murder on July 7.

Therefore, he absolutely couldn’t be careless and must always be on guard.

Starting the “full-map hang” at this time to keep track of the enemy’s movements 24 hours a day was extremely crucial.

If Yan Qiaoqiao really wanted to kill him, she would have to find him first, right?

As long as he saw Yan Qiaoqiao approaching in advance, he could run away, set up an ambush, or prepare a trap of some sort.

In short, caution was the key, preparedness ensured safety.

Checking the location info was an active strategy; but thanks to the functionalities supported by the Primary Genius Smartwatch, Lin Xian also planned to activate a special feature for Yan Qiaoqiao—

The electronic fence.

This was a unique feature of the children’s smartwatch, allowing parents to set a movement range for their children, and then, like erecting a fence on a virtual map, circle an area, effectively enclosing Zhao Yingjun’s home, the company, and within a three-kilometer radius into a sealed circle.

This was the electronic fence, essentially “enclosing” Yan Qiaoqiao within the fence’s range. Any movement out of this range, the related app on Lin Xian’s phone would automatically raise an alarm, alerting Lin Xian that he was heading off track.

In this way…

A dual approach.

Proactive investigation aided by passive monitoring of location information.

If Yan Qiaoqiao decided one day all of a sudden to harbor murderous intentions towards him, he could instantly receive notifications and defend himself against unforeseen threats.

“Of course, all these measures are merely stopgaps, palliatives but not cures.”

Lin Xian picked up the water pen on his desk and began to spin it.

Actually, until Yan Qiaoqiao recovered her memory, all these preparations were likely redundant.

To really eliminate the problem at its root…

He still needed to find the source and origin that could restore Yan Qiaoqiao’s memory, which was of utmost importance.

As long as he cut off this source.

His crisis of being hunted, as well as Yan Qiaoqiao’s life crisis, would be completely resolved.

Knock knock knock!

The knocking sound came.

Lin Xian knew it was Brother Wang; he didn’t make a sound and simply pressed the office door switch, directly letting Brother Wang in.

“Hehehehehehehehehehe…”

Not even half a foot in the door,

Brother Wang’s eerie laughter had already drifted in, brimming with a sense of minor triumph.

“What’s got you so happy?” Lin Xian asked.

“Hehehe~”

Brother Wang came in, closed the door behind him, walked over to Lin Xian’s desk with a mischievous smile, and raised an eyebrow: