I Am Your Natural Enemy

From the first time, with just a little help, it was exchanged for a gold foil chocolate, he knew he had stepped into a pit and could never turn back.

He had worked in the Scorching Sun Department for so many years, he knew very well what the other party was thinking.

But, he couldn’t stop.

With his status, his daughter could actually receive the best medical resources.

Now the saying from that side is that his daughter is recovering particularly well, just a bit frail, and with proper recovery, she could live a normal life.

Of course, he knew why she was particularly well.

Now hearing the offer again on the phone, three pieces at once.

After struggling, he said in a deep voice.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want to know the specifics about the mysterious merchant and his file."

"Impossible, I’ve told you before, his case is now classified as secret level 1, just a step away from top secret, my clearance can’t see those things."

"Five pieces."

"..." The man stayed silent, feeling more conflicted inside.

"Six pieces."

"Seven pieces."

"..."

"Twelve pieces, that’s the limit, being too greedy is not good."

The man still said nothing.

But the next moment heard the voice on the phone.

"Eleven pieces."

As soon as he heard this number start to go down, the man’s heart skipped a beat, a flustered feeling began to emerge, as if the lifeline was slipping farther away.

It was as if even his daughter was starting to become blurry.

The man gritted his teeth and said.

"You should know, if I do this, what I’ll face!

Twelve pieces are not enough!

Thirty-six pieces, one price!"

The other party was silent for a moment.

"As long as you get the file, and the current specifics of the mysterious merchant, twenty-four pieces, one price.

Rest assured, we honor our commitments, no matter what happens.

These twenty-four pieces will be in your daughter’s hands within three days of me receiving the items."

After hanging up the phone, the man sat on the ground, leaning against the bed, gasping for breath continuously.

He closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, then opened his eyes, a hint of determination flashing in them.

Two years is just two years.

He knew best, if not for those gold foil chocolates he brought back, his daughter would’ve been gone months ago.

Even if it’s just for two years, maybe there will be some opportunity later.

As long as there’s life, there’s hope.

He quietly went to his daughter’s bedroom, saw his daughter not sleeping very peacefully, gently held her hand, and kept watch by her bed.

By daybreak, before the auntie he hired arrived, he had already prepared food and put it in the steam-bake oven, turning on the warmth.

Arriving at the unit, he carried out his work as usual, and by the afternoon, he finally found an opportunity.

His section chief had received a phone call, and went upstairs to attend a meeting.

Seizing a chance to sign some documents, he went to the section chief’s office and saw the screen-locked computer.

He went to the computer, and skillfully entered the password he had known long ago.

By regulation, their computer passwords can’t be reused for a month, but which day of the month it changes is usually only known to themselves.

He knew that his section chief, to prevent forgetting, which would be troublesome.

Had always been using a rotation of a few passwords.

The last time he accidentally glanced from the outside, didn’t see what was entered, but from the motion, he knew which password it was.

Turning on the computer, with their section chief’s clearance, accessing top secret documents might be problematic, but accessing confidential documents was not an issue.

He opened the file he wanted to see and quickly snapped a series of photos.

Then restored everything to its original state and turned to leave.

At the same time, a slight anomaly appeared on the ever-vigilant "Net".

Because in the Yu State Scorching Sun Department, a section chief was in a meeting, his work computer was logged into, and information about Old Meng was checked.

The Scorching Sun Department’s usual rule is, within the internal network, any person checking any information of a certain level is recorded in detail.

Some top-secret information, even viewing it, apart from necessary verification procedures, would have a designated person to verify, ensuring no problems arise.

Internal Staff had no idea, that the tag of secret level 1 was really treated as at least top-secret level 3.

Anything above top-secret level 3 could not even be viewed by the section minister without authorization.

Top-secret 3 is generally the highest confidentiality level that a section minister can access when involved.

The tremor on the Net immediately allowed the hunters lurking on it to lock onto this Internal Staff.

But the net was still not being tightened.

That information, left in there, marked only with a secret level 1, was originally bait, used for fishing.

The sanitation and cleaning office had already canceled leave days ago, maintaining a state of full readiness.

Internal Staff was naturally unaware of this, but he knew what he did today was destined to crash.

After working in the Scorching Sun Department for twenty years, he knew best about Scorching Sun Department’s procedures and its strengths.

He sent out the message, and abandoned continuing to fight for that little bit of hope at the unit.

He went straight home, went home, and personally cooked dinner for his daughter once, then patiently awaited his capture.

After his daughter went to sleep, he still hadn’t waited to be caught, which puzzled him a bit.

Approaching the window, he glanced outside, seeing two cars parked under the street lamp.

His section chief leaned on one of the cars, quietly waiting.

Only when he saw the light in his daughter’s room go out, did his section chief call him.

"Hey, Old Feng, is your daughter asleep?"

"Asleep."

"Okay, I’m waiting downstairs at your place."

"Alright."

Internal Staff hung up the phone, took a last look at his daughter.

When he went downstairs, arriving at the car, seeing the ground around his section chief’s feet covered with cigarette butts, his eyes turned red, unable to hold back tears streaming down like rain.