Lu Xuan was already thoroughly familiar with the process.
He sat down in his chair and idly tapped his fingers against the desk, patiently waiting for the system to reveal the Dark Intel on this Campus Heartthrob.
A few seconds later, the panel refreshed.
[Name: Chen Min]
[Appearance: 92]
[…Other basic data omitted…]
[Dark Intel generation complete.]
Two exchange options appeared at the bottom of the screen once again:
[Exchange for 1,500 yuan] [Exchange for Dark Intel Exchange Coupon ×1]
1,500 yuan? That was 500 yuan cheaper than Zhang Yining’s. It seemed this Campus Heartthrob’s secret was slightly less valuable.
Lu Xuan considered it for a moment. He had just received 10,000 yuan, so he had plenty of money on hand and was not short on cash for the time being.
Besides, something like a Dark Intel Exchange Coupon might prove extremely useful at a critical moment. His habit of hoarding valuable items from playing games made him instinctively want to keep a few trump cards in reserve.
‘Use 1,500 yuan to exchange for it,’ Lu Xuan silently commanded.
[Exchange successful. Balance: 8,500 yuan.]
A PowerPoint file icon labeled “Dark Intel” appeared on the system interface.
With a thought, Lu Xuan opened the PowerPoint.
[Dark Intel Details: Maintained a long-term inappropriate relationship with his high school mathematics tutor and is suspected of drugging, extortion, and blackmail.]
[Detailed Description: Target Chen Min used his attractive appearance during high school to lure his mathematics tutor into lowering her guard. During one tutoring session, Chen Min secretly added an unidentified drug purchased online, suspected to be a sedative or knockout drug, to his teacher’s drinking water, causing her to lose consciousness. Afterward, Chen Min used the incident to threaten her and secretly recorded a video. He then forced the teacher to maintain a relationship with him for an extended period and repeatedly demanded money from her.]
The PowerPoint contained more than a dozen pages, and the chain of evidence was remarkably complete.
There were not only screenshots of conversations between the two, but also records of several large money transfers, with Chen Min’s account clearly listed as the recipient. There were even several screenshots taken from videos.
The angles of those screenshots were extremely calculated. One glance was enough to tell that the hidden camera had been deliberately positioned beforehand.
And the profile of the man appearing in those images… who else could it possibly be but Chen Min?!
‘Damn. You really can’t judge someone by appearances.’
On the surface, Chen Min was sunny, handsome, and charming, the admired Campus Heartthrob of the department. Yet behind that polished exterior, he was a vicious bastard who drugged his own teacher, secretly recorded videos, and then used them to extort and blackmail her!
The bastard even came from a fairly wealthy family and had no shortage of money, yet he still threatened his teacher. It was clearly some twisted form of amusement for him.
If this Dark Intel ever became public, forget about preserving his reputation as a Campus Heartthrob. He might spend the rest of his life staring through prison bars.
That poor mathematics teacher had probably been completely trapped by him. She had been so thoroughly controlled that she did not even dare call the police and could only submit to his demands.
Appearances truly could be deceiving.
Lu Xuan raised his head and looked at Chen Min’s back. The latter was still completely immersed in his game, utterly unaware of what had just happened. The cold smile on Lu Xuan’s lips deepened.
At that moment, Chen Min seemed to finish a round. He removed his headphones and stretched before finally noticing Lu Xuan beside him.
He spun his chair around, immediately putting on the handsome smile he believed could charm countless girls. Then, as naturally as if they were the closest of friends, he reached over and wrapped an arm around Lu Xuan’s shoulders.
“Yo, Xuanzi, you’re back? Not bad, kid!” Chen Min gave Lu Xuan’s shoulder a couple of hard pats, his tone carrying both teasing amusement and malicious curiosity.
“I heard you had some serious guts this afternoon. You called that pink-haired Class Belle from our class, Zhang Yining, out alone to talk?”
Chen Min leaned closer with a suggestive expression and lowered his voice, “Come on, tell your buddy what you two talked about. How far have you gotten with her? That girl… damn, that pink hair alone makes her look wild as hell. Don’t tell me you’ve already won her over?”
Lu Xuan’s gaze instantly turned cold as contempt surged through his heart.
‘Buddy? You think you’re worthy?’
‘You certainly weren’t this friendly when you kicked me while I was down in my previous life.’
“Smack!”
The crisp sound was particularly distinct inside the dormitory.
Expressionless, Lu Xuan raised his hand and forcefully slapped away the arm draped over his shoulder.
His movement was swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
The smile on Chen Min’s face instantly froze. His arm remained awkwardly suspended in midair for a moment before embarrassment quickly turned into anger.
“What the fuck? Lu Xuan?” Chen Min frowned as though something utterly unbelievable had just happened. His voice immediately darkened. “Who the fuck are you putting on airs for? Why’d you slap my hand away?”
“Who the fuck am I?” Lu Xuan slowly rose to his feet. He was already slightly taller than Chen Min, and now he looked down at him with an icy gaze that inexplicably sent a chill through Chen Min’s heart. “You think you’re qualified to talk like that in front of me?”
Before the words had even fully left his mouth, Lu Xuan suddenly struck.
He moved so quickly that Chen Min had no time to react.
“Bang!”
Chen Min suddenly felt an enormous force slam into him. With one hand, Lu Xuan brutally pinned him against his own computer desk, which was covered with empty snack wrappers and drink bottles. Find the original chapter at novelping dot com.
His cheek was pressed tightly against the cold, greasy surface. The disgusting mixture of dust and leftover food immediately filled his nostrils.
“You fucking…” Shock and fury surged through Chen Min. He instinctively tried to struggle, only to discover that Lu Xuan’s arm was like an iron clamp. It did not budge in the slightest.
‘This strength… Since when did this bastard become so strong?!’
Lu Xuan leaned down. His icy gaze locked onto Chen Min’s face, which had twisted slightly from anger and fear. A cruel smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
His voice was quiet, yet every word struck straight at Chen Min’s heart.
“Do you remember… Teacher Zhang?”
Chen Min’s pupils contracted violently.
Lu Xuan continued unhurriedly, his voice almost hypnotically calm, “The one who taught mathematics. Teacher Zhang. Do you need me to… help refresh your memory?”
Chen Min had still been struggling desperately, but the instant he heard the words “Teacher Zhang,” it was as though all the strength had suddenly been drained from his body.
He froze.
Every movement stopped. Only his chest continued rising and falling violently from sheer terror.
With great difficulty, Chen Min twisted his head, desperately trying to see Lu Xuan’s expression. His voice was dry, carrying a barely perceptible tremor. “W-What the hell are you talking about? I… I don’t understand! What teacher? I don’t know any Teacher Zhang!”
His face visibly drained of color. Tiny beads of cold sweat appeared across his forehead, while his palms instantly became drenched with sweat.
Although he continued stubbornly denying everything, the panic in his eyes had already betrayed the fear raging inside him.
Seeing Chen Min desperately trying to act tough despite his terror, Lu Xuan sneered inwardly.
He released his grip and calmly straightened up. Then he leisurely took out his phone, swiped across the screen a few times, and opened the PowerPoint he had just exchanged for.
Instead of immediately shoving the phone into Chen Min’s face, Lu Xuan first opened several censored screenshots taken from the videos. The familiar setting and silhouette alone were enough to terrify the person involved.
Then he flipped through several pages of conversation screenshots.
Finally, Lu Xuan lightly tapped the screen.
A photograph of a middle-aged woman appeared. She could not be considered stunningly beautiful, but she possessed a gentle, graceful air.
She was none other than that unfortunate mathematics teacher.
Lu Xuan turned the phone toward the deathly pale Chen Min and asked with a hint of amusement in his voice, “Take a good look. Does this woman… seem familiar? Still going to say you don’t know her?”