Volume 1: The Beginning Chapter 4 Entrustment

  Uncle is very mysterious, this is the conclusion that Xia Wenjie came up with after contacting him several times. When the two are together, they will talk a lot, but as soon as the topic involves Uncle, it will stop abruptly.

  Even later, when he had become very familiar with his uncle, he still knew nothing about his identity. He didn't know his name, what he did for a living, whether he had a family or not, and where he lived. Moreover, he had never seen his uncle have any relatives or friends, nor had he ever heard him mention them. He was always alone.

  Xia Wenjie often wondered why his uncle was so mysterious, even refusing to reveal his own name. He might be a fugitive on the run. At first, Xia felt scared when he thought of this possibility, but soon he let go of the fear.

  Even if Uncle is a wanted criminal, what can he do? He not only didn't harm himself but also taught himself many principles and knowledge. Even if he's a despicable scoundrel, to himself, Uncle is a good person, this point alone is enough.

  Xia Wenjie really regarded the uncle as a teacher, and also listened to his words. He let Xia Wenjie run on the road to school and after school, and the latter really did so.

  His home was not close to the school, and he had to run all the way there. At first, Xia Wenjie found it difficult to do so, and every time he arrived at school, he was like a drowned rat, covered in sweat from head to toe.

  It wasn't until more than a month later that his body gradually began to adapt.

  After persisting for another three months, running to and from school had become a routine for him. Although he still looked thin, the excess fat on his body had gradually turned into muscle, making him look more robust than before.

  For the next six months, Xia Wenjie did not have any thoughts of seeking revenge against Jin Er. He remembered every word his uncle had said to him and he was determined to wait patiently for an opportunity, a chance that would guarantee success. As his uncle had said, someone like Jin Er would eventually get into trouble, and the wait wouldn't be long.

  Something else happened during these six months.

  That was the second week after Xue Song's funeral. When Xia Wenjie got out of school, someone took the initiative to find him and gave him a U disk. He asked him to go home and watch the video on the U disk, then he didn't say anything else and left.

  Xia Wenjie returned home and watched the video stored on the U disk on his computer. After watching it, he was shocked to find that the video was secretly recorded with a DV camera, clearly showing the scene of Xue Song being harmed.

  Jin Er and his men beat Xue Song on the rooftop, Xue Song fell to the ground unable to move, Jin Er still dragged him to the edge of the rooftop and pushed him down.

  This video should be enough to condemn Jin Er, if it were in the past, Xia Wenjie would definitely not hesitate to hand it over to the police and let them punish Jin Er, but now he didn't do so, or rather, he has lost faith in the police.

  When Xue Song was killed, Xiao Jing was present at the scene. With such an important witness, the police did not arrest Jin Er and even let him escape successfully. Can this video really be used to convict Jin Er of a crime?

  Xia Wenjie didn't have full confidence in his heart, and he even suspected that after handing over the video to the police, it might "get lost" or "be damaged". Moreover, the video was secretly recorded, which is illegal, so it's uncertain whether it can be used as evidence.

  Considering these aspects, Xia Wenjie did not hand over the video to the police, but kept it privately. He believed that as long as he had this video in his hands, it would definitely be useful someday.

  At the same time, he was also very curious about who the person who gave him the U disk was and what his purpose was. Why didn't he hand over the U disk to the police but instead handed it over to himself? There were too many questions that he couldn't figure out.

  Half a year later, Xia Wenjie, under the guidance of his uncle, was no longer just running to and from school, but was doing weighted runs. At first, he had only added five kilograms of lead blocks to his wrists and ankles, but after another half year, the weight of the lead blocks had increased to ten kilograms, which was a genuine weighted run.

  Time flies, and Xia Wenjie has already advanced from high school freshman to sophomore. As a sophomore, everything is about preparing for the college entrance exam, and academic pressure starts to build up. However, Xia Wenjie still hasn't changed his habit of running to and from school with a heavy load.

  He, as always, regularly went to his brother's bar and met with Uncle. To say that after such a long time, the two of them had always been meeting at Longhu Bar, this habit never changed until one day in the second half of the second semester of high school, he suddenly received a text message from Uncle, asking him to meet at the underground parking lot of New Century.

  Xia Wenjie was extremely surprised, this was the first time Uncle had taken the initiative to ask him out, and it wasn't even at the Longhu Bar.

  After school, Xia Wenjie arrived at the underground parking lot of New Century Plaza at the agreed time.

  The underground parking lot is very spacious and quiet due to it being a non-holiday, making it seem somewhat empty.

  He walked around the parking lot, looking around for Uncle's figure. At this time, a Mercedes-Benz sedan in front of him flashed its headlights a few times.

  Xia Wenjie walked quickly forward and bowed his head to take a look inside the car window. Sure enough, it was Uncle sitting on the floor.

  He opened the car door and sat down, laughing: "Uncle, you've changed cars again."

  It's been over a year since they met, and he was no longer as reserved in front of his uncle as he had been at the beginning, speaking very casually.

  "How is this car?"

  "Compared to the previous one, this car is more stylish." Xia Wenjie didn't know what Uncle did for a living, but he was certain that Uncle was very rich. In the year or so since they had met, Uncle had changed cars at least five times, and there were all sorts of them - domestic, Japanese, European, etc. Moreover, Uncle's suits were also very particular, and Xia Wenjie had once deliberately noted down the brand on his suit, only to discover later that it was a bespoke suit from a centuries-old tailor in a foreign country, a hidden luxury brand that only connoisseurs would understand, and ordinary people wouldn't even have heard of. Compared to Armani, this brand was like the difference between commoners and aristocrats.

  I want to take a long trip to see an old friend.

  "Old friend?" Xia Wenjie's mouth opened wide in surprise.

  The uncle smiled and said: "What's so strange about it? Can't I have friends?"

  "No, no, of course Uncle can have friends." Although he himself had never heard of it before. He asked: "How long will Uncle go?"

  "It's not certain, it might be very short, or it might... take a long time." As he said this, the uncle took out his laptop and opened it, saying: "During my absence, I need to ask you to do something for me."

  Xia Wenjie smiled and said: "Uncle, don't be polite with me, whatever you have to say, I'll help you if I can."

  "It's very simple, just transfer a fixed amount of money every month." As he spoke, he opened a webpage. Xia Wenjie looked at it seriously, and the webpage was the homepage of an adult products company, with detailed introductions to various products such as electric rods and inflatable dolls.

  At this, Xia Wenjie's old face suddenly turned red, and he grinned, saying: "Uncle, I'm still a minor..."

  The uncle smiled, opened the login interface of the webpage, and quickly and skillfully entered his username and password. After he clicked the login button, the original adult products company page changed immediately. The entire screen darkened, and then a wolf head logo with its teeth bared appeared in the center of the page, growing from small to large until it occupied the entire screen before slowly fading away.

  Xia Wenjie stared blankly, looking at the computer screen in disbelief.

  The logo disappeared completely, the original interface suddenly disappeared, replaced by a very simple page with only four options: account, bulletin board, chat room, and exit.

  Uncle clicked on the account, after switching pages, he clicked again to transfer, and after the input box appeared, he entered the number twenty thousand, then clicked confirm, the page popped up to enter the password, he said while entering: "In order to make it easier for you to remember, I have changed the password to the last six digits of your ID card."

  Xia Wenjie swallowed his saliva and said: "Uncle, transfer 200,000? Every month?"

  "Yes."

  "Is that a US dollar sign up there? Twenty million US dollars?"

  "Yes." The uncle turned his head around, smiled and asked: "Do you know what date today is?"

  "Number Fifteen."

  "Alright! From now on, come in here on the 15th of every month and make a transfer."

  "Uncle, how long are you going to be away?"

  "I've said it before, I might be back in a few days, or it could take a long time. If I don't come back, then this matter will have to be entrusted to you."

  Xia Wenjie scratched his hair and said, "Uncle, this is just a trivial matter, but every month you transfer so much money, who are you transferring it to? That adult products company?"

  Uncle lifted his hand, smiled and rubbed his head, saying: "Have you forgotten our rules? Don't ask anything, the less you know the better." After a pause, he said: "Remember the website of this adult products company, the login account name is Uncle's pinyin, the password is the date I saved you, log in on the 15th of each month, enter 200,000 in the transfer, don't click on other interfaces, they have nothing to do with you, just make regular transfers, got it?"

  Xia Wenjie nodded repeatedly and replied: "I've remembered everything, by the way, Uncle, what if you don't come back for a year or two?" He asked this half-jokingly.

  "Then I'll have to trouble you to make regular transfers."

  "One month is 200,000, one year is 24 million, two years is 48 million, and it's still in US dollars, almost 300 million RMB! Uncle, how much money do you have in your account?" Xia Wenjie counted on his fingers, startled.

  "Haha." The uncle smiled and said, "Don't worry, there's enough money in the account. Even if it takes ten or twenty years to transfer it all, remember my words: don't get involved in things that have nothing to do with you." As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and raised his hand, waving it back and forth in front of Xia Wenjie's eyes.

  At this time, Xia Wenjie only noticed that the uncle was wearing a ring on his hand, a very thick and distinctive silver ring with a black wolf head logo engraved on it, which was very beautiful and eye-catching.

  He took off the ring and handed it to Xia Wenjie, saying: "This ring, you help me keep it, and I'll return it to you when I come back."

  "Oh." Xia Wenjie took it over and placed it in the palm of his hand, feeling its weight. He muttered: "It's so heavy, is it platinum?"