Chapter 543: Chapter 543: The Youth of Yesteryear
by xennovelBook – Chapter 543: The Youth of Yesteryear (Update 1)
“You think you can kill me with just a glance?”
With an unnervingly calm expression, Xiao Yu retorted, “What, are you planning to hit me with some version of the Nine Yin Manual? My phone’s all set—I can easily post it to show off.” Lin.
Zhao Yucheng’s expression kept shifting.
Eventually, even that expression gradually smoothed out.
The two stared at each other in silence.
After a long moment.
“Indeed, I underestimated you all,” Zhao Yucheng finally said.
His tone so calm it was almost frightening as he continued, “But that’s the fact. If I keep quiet, no one will ever know what really happened in the Laboratory back then.”
“Playing the rogue?”
Xiao Yu shot a cold look at Zhao Yucheng, his eyes glinting with a chill that sent shivers down the spine, “You’ve clearly never seen a real rogue.”
“I understand what you mean,”
Zhao Yucheng stood up, but to everyone’s surprise,
thud! His knees buckled as he knelt, locking eyes with a stunned Xiao Yu. A trace of pleading crossed his face as he said, “I’m not trying to be a rogue. I just want to fulfill a wish. I’m done negotiating. I’m willing to donate the formula for the Anti-Cancer Drug to the state free of charge. I only want to see Yao Zhengqi—to have a word with him. Is that possible?”
Xiao Yu’s heart skipped a beat and his expression changed subtly.
How did it come to this?
This wasn’t just negotiation—it was lowering his stance to the utmost extreme.
Above all,
neither an individual nor a nation could possibly refuse Zhao Yucheng’s request.
Many people understood what the formula for the Anti-Cancer Drug represented.
On a personal level, it symbolized endless wealth.
On a national scale, it could become an affordable, life-saving medicine.
When a man kneels and still produces a formula, how could anyone refuse him?
Killing is as simple as a nod of the head!
“All for revenge?” Xiao Yu’s gaze turned complex.
“Mm.”
Zhao Yucheng, still kneeling, nodded slowly, “Because that teacher cared for me like a father!”
“Understood.”
Rising to his feet, Xiao Yu gave Zhao Yucheng a long, searching look.
“Get up and come with me!”
…
Detention Center.
Yao Zhengqi, handcuffed, entered the Interrogation Room. When he saw Zhao Yucheng, his expression suddenly shifted as he bellowed, “You…”
“Silence,” Xiao Yu barked coldly.
Yao Zhengqi trembled and glanced fearfully at Xiao Yu before being led by the guards to a chair in the interrogation area.
Yet his eyes remained fixed intently on Zhao Yucheng.
Based on Xiao Yu’s analysis,
Yao Zhengqi already knew most of the truth behind the explosion in the Laboratory.
Just as Xiao Yu had deduced.
He had also guessed that someone was coming for revenge.
That person was likely the sole surviving researcher of that Laboratory.
And the man before him, Zhao Yucheng, was one of the nine researchers.
However, at that time, Zhao Yucheng was using another man’s identity.
A false identity!
“It was me,”
Zhao Yucheng said calmly while fixing his gaze on Yao Zhengqi. “Honestly, I regret it. Had I known earlier, I would’ve saved us all the trouble by just killing you. At least, fewer innocent people would have died.”
“You…” Yao Zhengqi’s face burned with anger and astonishment.
“Really angry?”
A wry smile played on Zhao Yucheng’s lips as he continued, “But what gives you the right to be angry? When you killed that person all those years ago, did you ever consider that the victim’s family—and even their students—might also be furious?”
“…”
Yao Zhengqi’s expression changed in an instant, his anxiety evident.
“Want to hear a story?”
Zhao Yucheng turned his head and smiled at Xiao Yu, asking,
Xiao Yu: …
Some criminals do seem to love telling stories.
After being reborn, he’d heard criminals’ tales more than once.
In these times when everything is getting more expensive,
ironically, even the air seems richer in substance…
“This is a story of revenge…”
With a face full of mockery, Zhao Yucheng glanced at the trembling Yao Zhengqi and began, “Thirteen years ago, there was a brilliant young man. One day, his father fell ill with cancer. Unwilling to lose his father, he devoted himself to study, research, and experiments to find a cure.”
“Then one day, he met a true expert in cancer treatment—a man known for his compassionate care.”
“This Old Expert recognized the young man’s talent in medicine and was moved by his relentless determination to save his father, so he took him on as a disciple and personally taught him the intricacies of cancer treatment.”
“Years passed—one, two—and the young man grew up and even managed to get into college.”
“Indeed, he was remarkably gifted. Over five long years, with the Old Expert’s help, his research on the Anti-Cancer Drug progressed steadily towards perfection.”
“But that very year, tragic news arrived: his father passed away before the development of the Anti-Cancer Drug could be completed.”
“Devastated yet determined, the young man still pressed on with his research, eager to save countless others from cancer. He hated the disease—he wanted to annihilate it and avenge his father!”
“Isn’t it absurd? Who in this world would treat cancer as a personal enemy?”
“Exactly. The youth may seem foolish, but everyone needs a belief, a stubborn conviction. Without it, what’s the point of living?”
“Three years later, the young man finally succeeded in developing the Anti-Cancer Drug. It was all his heart and soul—a testament to his unwavering determination.”
“Yet, he decided to donate the formula for the Anti-Cancer Drug… to his teacher, the Old Expert.”
“No matter what, the Old Expert refused to accept anything in return. A true expert with a compassionate heart wouldn’t care about fame or fortune.”
“It’s funny, though—the young man never cared much for these things. His initial research was driven solely by the desire to save his father.”
“Since his father was already gone, the young man wanted to repay the teacher’s years of guidance by helping him achieve his lifelong dream—to become an Academician!”
“After the young man’s heartfelt pleas, the Old Expert, unable to bear seeing his disciple in tears, reluctantly agreed.”
“However, just as the Old Expert was about to announce the breakthrough in the Anti-Cancer Drug research and organize an academic conference,”
“the news leaked out.”
“That very day, an explosion rocked the Laboratory, and the Old Expert lost his life.”
“At that time, everyone assumed it was a tragic accident—even the young man himself believed so.”
“But… just half a year ago, someone claimed to have developed a semi-finished version of the Anti-Cancer Drug and even revealed some details of the formula, planning to collaborate with nine researchers for final refinement.”
“Yet that person didn’t realize that many details in that formula were known only to the young man and the Old Expert.”
“How could it be mere coincidence that the same Anti-Cancer Drug was developed with every detail intact?”
At this point, Zhao Yucheng’s expression turned grim as he glared coldly at the evasive Yao Zhengqi, “The young man from back then recognized this Anti-Cancer Drug formula immediately—he knew it was his creation!”
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