Chapter 565: Chapter 171: Three Times a Day, Trouble-Prone Physique (Part 2)

Before leaving, he saved the report onto a disk for Su Xiaocai: "Sorry, it’s a bit dangerous for a girl like her to be here, I’ll take her back first."

"Goodbye, won’t see you off."

"Master, is that person trying to chase after you?" Wu Qingqing’s gossip radar was working quickly. Was Su Xiaocai finally about to find romance?

"Who knows." Romance or not, it’s a mess, Su Xiaocai didn’t like that type, too forced, too pretentious.

"Doesn’t he look good?" Xing Miao laughed, hiding in the shadows beneath the porch, "People online probably really like that type."

Su Xiaocai pinched her earlobe: "No way, I rely on living off others, Yang Zhao can’t afford me."

Everyone: "..." Does your conscience not hurt when you say that? Who could afford to support you?

"His mom is the richest person on Blue Star, right? Very well off."

Feng Wansha: "Does having a wealthy mom mean the son is wealthy too? Caicai’s dad is the Planet Master, did she live off her parents?"

Mentioning this point, Su Xiaocai indeed felt a pang in her heart: She couldn’t rely on them, couldn’t squeeze much out.

"Master, you just better not like him, that guy just looks like a womanizer, with eyes on one but looking at another. That woman, she doesn’t have good intentions, and he can’t even see that, yet he still brought her along."

Hu Ping: "Exactly, Coach Su, you must hold on, if you’re finding a man, it should be someone reliable like Brother Ji. He’s a tea connoisseur, just like me."

"Did you guys forget how old I am again?"

Uh, right.

Su Xiaocai acted so maturely, after getting along for so long, they all thought she was older than them.

But wasn’t the topic brought up by you? You said you wanted to live off others.

With nothing else amusing going on, the vegetable farmers resumed growing chives.

Su Xiaocai went and picked up the disk; she didn’t trust Yang Zhao, so she deliberately used a computer that couldn’t connect to the internet, inserting the disk to check its safety.

Su Xiaocai paid attention to every little detail, her fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard, commands mixing with the software on the computer.

Su Xiaocai actually found something.

Not anything that had invaded the computer, rather remnants after a formatting because some text had been overwritten, so not much could be recovered.

It was only because this disk had a special design that allowed her to find anything post-formatting.

She straightened up and tried to recover the data more delicately, forgetting Huahua was still on her.

"Meow" Huahua jumped to the ground, turning her head in dissatisfaction to look at her.

Huahua: Why didn’t you warn me before you moved? Nearly scared me to death.

"Sorry, Huahua, there’s stuff to do, go play with Xiaobao." Xiaobao was the name of a tabby cat, named by Su Xiaocai, very down-to-earth.

The tabby cat never responded to that name, likely didn’t like it. Su Xiaocai thought, in the future she’d try more names. There’s bound to be one it likes.

Huahua meowed twice toward the tabby cat.

The graceful cat walked in tiny steps, sticking to the wall, trying to keep away from the crowd, walking toward Huahua.

"Even Huahua is about to find a wife." Hu Ping sighed, "While we still struggle to make ends meet, the poor migrant workers, stuck eating cafeteria food again today."

Su Xiaocai gave him a side-eye. "Xiao Wanzi, make them an extra portion today."

"Yay!" They were waiting for this.

The contents of the disk were restored to reveal some inventory lists about mechanical parts and some forensic tools.

How did these end up on the forensic department’s disk?

At a glance, it seemed normal, but with a second look, Su Xiaocai saw something. Given her background in mecha studies, she knew the market prices of parts well.

Su Xiaocai opened another computer, comparing the procurement list from Zu Yang and Bai Fu, and while the prices were fine, the quantities were beyond normal scope.

The quantity was excessively large, even if a forensic scientist dissected ten bodies a day, there’d be no need for tens of thousands of replacement blades.

Clearly, it was way more than needed.

Su Xiaocai made a backup of the incomplete recovered files and sent them to Colonel Yuan.

Colonel Yuan rubbed his temples after receiving it, wanting to massage his tense thoughts.

How did this stuff end up in Su Xiaocai’s hands?

They were investigating a private forensic organization.

Because normally, such private entities didn’t have the authority to perform autopsies, only when needed for battle did they have chances to do so.

Many aspiring forensic experts temporarily unable to enter formal systems were willing to go to private enterprises, gaining battlefield experience.

Of course, this system also gave private enterprises some room to maneuver.

For example, using local funds for minor manipulations.

They overstepped a bit this time, with the likes of unprofessional individuals like Feng Ruchuan on the team, plus claims of being out of money and asking for funds raised concerns.