Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 729 - 467: Utility Person_3

Just as I was getting up, suddenly, I heard a loud explosion.

The camera swayed dizzyingly, and several intense voices could be heard, but amid the noise and the dialect, most netizens couldn’t understand.

The video posted online was edited and cut, and by the time the blogger reappeared on the video, they had already returned to the village.

The blogger was panting heavily, breaths uneven:

"Damn it... *huff*... I thought someone was setting off firecrackers, wanted to show some smarts. My uncle grabbed us and ran, saying it was gunfire, not firecrackers!"

The blogger took a moment to catch his breath and continued, "Then we turned around and ran back home, didn’t stop the whole way, my legs are still shaky!"

"After we got back, I did some looking around and asked the villagers nearby, some saw the Conservation Bureau’s vehicles in that area!"

"Holy moly! The Conservation Bureau, eh! Who’s so bold to confront them and even resort to gunfire! The conflict must’ve been fierce!"

"I don’t know if it’s someone poaching."

"Before, when I saw videos of these incidents, I thought, if it were me, I would definitely go film a firsthand video...

"But when it actually happened, nothing else crossed my mind, just run! Run fast! My life is more important! What if I get hit by a stray bullet, wouldn’t that be unjust?!"

That "bang" could be clearly recorded in the video, audible to all viewers.

In the comment section below the blogger’s video:

[Fire on the mountain...]

[I listened to that segment back and forth several times and consulted professionals, most likely it was gunfire.]

[I know that area, but what kind of poaching there necessitates gunfire?]

[Today, the Conservation Bureau and multiple departments were conducting strict inspections against illegal releases, just don’t know why it got so intense.]

[Heard someone got caught by the Conservation Bureau for trying to release a first-class protected animal.]

[I also saw someone post pictures claiming they found people capturing pangolins, not releasing them.]

[Debunked! That pangolin picture is from last year!]

[Yang City’s Conservation Bureau action? Go ask Brother Yi!]

The comment section quickly shifted the topic to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi did indeed receive many messages. But he hadn’t mentioned the incident on social media platforms, he was waiting.

The official media soon responded to the rumors, omitting Feng Jing’s identity, using a pseudonym, and not mentioning the kidnapping and ransom. They requested netizens not to believe or spread rumors.

Feng Yi directly shared the official response.

Not much was mentioned online, but the news of Feng Jing’s abduction had already spread in certain circles.

Fifty million versus five hundred million, who knows who from the Feng Family leaked it, many people got wind of it.

At first, when I heard about it, I thought it was a joke, but after confirming with others, I realized it was real!

To the onlookers, there was just too much to mock in this situation, enough material for discussion.

Those not on good terms with Old Man Feng made a point of calling to release a dose of sarcasm.

As for the kidnapped individual, he didn’t attract much attention.

Feng Jing?

Who is Feng Jing?

Oh right, Feng Yi’s younger brother, with whom he has little emotional connection.

Just a tool, that’s all!

That’s what most people thought.

Feng Jing, the "tool" indeed, stayed low-key at home, not attending school.

After the kidnapping, his parents were busy dealing with illegitimate children’s affairs and didn’t let him go out.

With no one constantly watching him, Feng Jing found an opportunity to make a deal with a helper about to resign, getting ahold of a smartphone.

His room’s tablet was restricted. Although it could access the internet, many functions were unusable, limited to a few learning platforms and watching children’s cartoons. His parents would check the browsing history from time to time.

The first thing he did with unrestricted internet access was to search for [Feng Yi].

The first page of the search results showed the "artistic photo" that had been circulated around the world.

Feng Jing was first taken aback, then puzzled, followed by a sudden realization.

Click, save.

He was already a primary school student, no longer a little kid from kindergarten. He didn’t believe in fairies and Santa Claus, nor was he interested.

But...

Monsters, wow!

With a flick of a finger, he saved a few more pictures.

Next time the teacher assigns a descriptive essay about a person, he’ll have something to write about!