Chapter 08.4  – “Mr. He Yuan… he ran away.”

Title : Pheromone Scam

Translator : System Yaoi

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Chapter 8 “Mr. He Yuan… he ran away.”

At this moment, in the isolation room of the hospital…

After completing the final set of experiments, Fu Sheng did not respond to the researcher’s proposal for desensitisation treatment, only saying that he would consider it in the future.

The researcher said in a gentle voice, “For the sake of your own health and your partner’s well-being, it would be best for you to undergo desensitisation treatment as soon as possible.”

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“Gal usw Gnyelxknkyd Kk, obs alplyanblp dlo pwrralppydvp?”

Kk Jykpbw zssjle wr. “Zlp. Mbl alnsae kp nsxrzlvl, yde usw nyd cl ekpnbyatle yv ydu vkxl. R’zz zlyhl dso.”

Gqvla pyukdt vbyv, bl zlqv vbl kpszyvksd assx. Mbl assx’p essa oypd’v nzsple rasrlazu, ps Ww Fbldt nswze pll bkx kdpvawnvkdt vbl xkzkvyau rszknl swvpkel ycswv xyvvlap, prlyjkdt obkzl ralppkdt bkp oakpv yde alxshkdt vbl obkvl tzshlp, alhlyzkdt y aykple akdt-zkjl pnya sa vyvvss.

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“Mbydj usw.” Kk Jykpbw vwadle yaswde, vssj swv bkp rbsdl qasx vbl rsnjlv sq bkp altwzya nzsvblp, yde ydpolale kv, prlyjkdt psqvzu kd y nsadla.

The colleague glanced at the phone pendant hanging from Ji Baishu’s phone—a small, fluffy yellow duck—and thought that the gentle Academician Ji had such a cute quirk. The caller must be Ji Baishu’s husband, as it was said that he was possessive, calling every day to check in, rain or shine. It was fortunate that Ji Baishu was such a gentle person to be able to withstand it.

Inside the isolation room, Fu Sheng fastened his military uniform belt, and behind him, his trusted subordinate and deputy, reported, “Lieutenant General Fu, here’s the report on the investigation of Mr. He.”

Fu Sheng paused for a moment without turning his head. “Speak.”

The deputy recalled the contents of the report and spoke nervously, “Mr. He was indeed coincidentally present when you were attacked in the library and during the bar fight. However, regarding the subsequent frequent encounters, there were traces of an artificially constructed script. But if it was Mr. He who actively pursued you, then creating chance encounters is nothing out of the ordinary. Pursuing… is always like that.”

Fu Sheng said, “Give your report and spare the unnecessary reading comprehension.”

The deputy stammered, “Yes. Mr. He was an orphan who was abducted and wandered around before being adopted by the He family and registered in their household.”

Regarding this matter, He Yuan had been honest when they got married, and Fu Sheng had always known that he was an adopted orphan and had no close relationship with his adoptive parents.

At that time, Fu Sheng hadn’t suspected He Yuan, but now, thinking about it, there were doubts everywhere. If there was no close relationship, why did they inexplicably adopt a homeless child?

“Continue.”

The deputy swallowed nervously. “Although he was registered under the He family in the household registration book, he moved out as soon as he turned eighteen and established an independent household registration. Moreover, the people who raised him are not surnamed He. The people with the surname He said that they received money to handle the matter and only sold the household registration. They don’t actually acknowledge He Yuan.”

Fu Sheng turned around, facing away from the light behind him, his face inscrutable, revealing nothing about his current mood.

“Who raised He Yuan?”

“The person who raised He Yuan… is called Ji Chang.”

The deputy felt bitter when he uttered that sentence. Even someone as uncultured as him in the military knew about the recent political changes, with the Fang and He families making the biggest news. Although the more serious public opinion concerned economic cases like the jadeite smuggling at the border and indirectly causing the deaths of border soldiers, the case of the beta who died in a well-known bar called Soulmate a few years ago was also a sensational case full of drama and attracted significant attention!

That beta’s name was Ji Chang.

The relationship between He Yuan and Ji Chang couldn’t possibly be just an incredible series of coincidences. Who would believe it if they said it out loud?

The deputy secretly observed Fu Sheng’s expression and was surprised to find that Fu Sheng wasn’t angry. He even smiled briefly, a smile lingering at the corner of his mouth, appearing quite pleasant, but there was no trace of amusement in his eyes.

This appearance reminded him of Instructor Fu Sheng from their previous mission, who subjected the entire team to cruel training and torment.

It was truly bone-chilling.

Fu Sheng took a step forward, and the deputy asked, “Major General, where are we going now?”

Fu Sheng uttered two words, “Go back.”

The deputy’s scalp tingled for a moment, and he quickly caught up.

As they got into the car, the deputy received a communication from the surveillance team monitoring He Yuan. Accidentally, the communication was played out loud in the cramped space of the car, and the astonished voice of the person on the other end reported, “We lost track of the target. The surveillance shows no activity inside the house, and the school says he has resigned.”

“It seems that Mr. He Yuan… has run away.”

The deputy looked sharply at Fu Sheng, who was smiling and tapping his knee with his index finger, as if he were a perverted individual holding a small hammer, preparing to shatter his lover’s kneecaps.

The deputy asked, “Are we… still going back?”

Fu Sheng replied, “Why wouldn’t we?”

“Shouldn’t we check the various checkpoints?”

“He Yuan is smart. I doubt we’ll find him through that. It’s fine, as the saying goes, you can’t escape from a temple if you’re a monk. His family is in this city, so even if he runs away, he’ll have to come back obediently.”

Back at Huashang Apartments, Fu Sheng stood in the living room with his hands behind his back, silently gazing at the ceiling. Suddenly, he went into the bedroom to check the command record of the electronic butler. There were no traces.

He then checked the programming records, but again, there were no traces—completely clean.

The electronic butler and the programs wouldn’t lie, but Fu Sheng was always confident in his self-control. It was impossible for him to miss the wake-up command from the electronic butler. Even if there was no wake-up command, based on his usual routine, he would never oversleep by more than two hours.

However, on the day when the jadeite material case was exposed, he slept in.

There was only He Yuan by his side.

Fu Sheng punched the electronic butler, smashing it open and removing the core chip. He tossed the core chip to his deputy and said, “Check for any traces of deleted programs.”

The deputy was startled by the commotion just now and quickly responded, “Yes.”

Fu Sheng paced around the room as if he was seeing the apartment for the first time. Finally, he stopped at He Yuan’s study, twisted the doorknob, and entered. He walked around, eventually stopping in front of the bookshelf, looking at rows of programming books. He calmly thought to himself, “He Yuan kept this secret so well. I didn’t know he also studied programming.”

Fu Sheng touched the books and stopped at the very edge. He pulled out one book, revealing a hidden compartment inside—a very rudimentary mechanism. Because he never entered He Yuan’s study, He Yuan’s secret had been hidden right under his nose for six years.

A full six years!

He Yuan had deceived him for a whole six years.

Inside the hidden compartment were neatly arranged test tubes. He opened one and took a sniff—it was the familiar scent of pheromones.

Finally, Fu Sheng laughed out loud, lifted his gaze, and his eyes contained an extreme, suppressed madness and rage. “He Yuan, I’m going to kill you.”

Author’s Note:

There are probably about six or seven more chapters until the end.

Combining two chapters into one.

Ah, here, the thing that infuriates Fu Sheng the most is not that He Yuan deceived him, but the possibility that He Yuan doesn’t love him.

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