My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 1046 - 617: Quit After Making 30 Million

Just as her mind was in chaos, feeling somewhat helpless, she suddenly caught a glimpse of another black bag on the desk.

This is...

If I remember correctly, when my brother got off that business car, he seemed to have it with him, and he was quite careful to keep it close.

Inside here... could it be money too?

Is it possible that the deal with the wealthy lady was a money transaction?

With a 'what will be will be' attitude, she gritted her teeth and opened the black bag, and then...

"Um... what is this?"

Looking at rows of neatly placed small green metal bottles in fixed grooves, Meng Qingqing was full of confusion.

Though it wasn't money or gold, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief, yet...

No labels, no written instructions; the bottle surface is sleek and bare, obviously a product with no certification.

She picked up a small green metal bottle with a needle, shaking it slightly.

The emerald green liquid inside was bubbling...

Her expression changed from confusion to suspicious uncertainty, and then to sheer terror...

Could this... be the legendary one?!

Mysterious wealthy lady... unknown injection reagent... secretive transaction site... a large bag of cash...

Could this be a coincidence?

This clearly is a complete contraband supply chain!

And her resourceful brother evidently plays a significant role in it...

She collapsed into the chair, her face going somewhat pale with fright.

Her gaze instinctively swept across rows of books before her...

Indeed...

Chemistry to create contraband.

Biology and neurology to study human usage effects.

IT to evade network tracking, Legislation to escape punishment...

Food cooking... could this be a wilderness survival skill for a future escape?

It all makes sense, all of it makes sense!

These books aren't hobbies, they're survival skills!

High IQ crime!

This is certainly a high IQ crime scene!

No wonder even the computer data is all sorts of confidential and secretive, in short, kept private...

Inside, there might be evidence of countless crimes or transaction records?

Meng Qingqing felt at this moment like she was possessed by Conan; details that seemed perplexing before now seemed clear as lightning piercing the night sky, revealing all truths.

But the truth... is so cruel?

She looked at the money on the table, and the "contraband," her brother's obscure side was thus exposed to her...

At this moment, she even began to hate herself.

Never solved a case before, and then it was an earth-shattering case!

Darn sense of a detective...

Just a few days ago at home watching dramas, she recently saw the film "Protégé" starring Lou Dehua and Wu Yanzu.

Slowly, her memory's image of the upright and kind brother began to overlap with the image of Brother Kun from the movie...

Meng · Sherlock · Qingqing said she initially just wanted to investigate her brother's romantic affairs but unexpectedly stumbled into his career path, now even the criminal route is clear...

"What to do? What to do?

Tell Mom and Dad? No way, Brother's legs will be broken.

Report to the police? Even worse, he'll rot in prison..."

[Ring-ring-ring~]

At this moment, her phone suddenly rang, waking her from chaotic thoughts.

Looking at the caller ID with the word "Brother," Meng Qingqing's eyes grew complicated...

...

"Didn't you say you encountered a scam artist just now, how are you suddenly fine.

What is meant by thinking you're just a poor girl, so they reluctantly let you go, are scam artists this easygoing now?

Was it one person or a group? What happened just now... uh..."

Returning to 1102, Meng Lang had just come in, but before he could finish his words, Meng Qingqing flung herself into his arms.

"What's going on?" Meng Lang's mind was a bit puzzled.

Meng Qingqing wrapped her arms around Meng Lang, burying her head in his chest.

Feeling her slightly trembling body, Meng Lang sensed something was wrong, he lifted Meng Qingqing's head and noticed her slightly red eyes, stopping instantly in surprise.

His eyes widened, any inkling of doubt vanished from his mind.

"What happened? Did they bully you?"

Despite being good-tempered, Meng Lang's voice couldn't help but carry hints of anger.

Yes! This sister has been mischievous since childhood, sometimes he wished he were an only child.

But she's still his sister, when can outsiders bully her?

Tough girl who bore through three bamboo sticks without crying, how terribly such bullying must have been to redden her eyes?

Looking at his brother's angry expression, warmth welled in Meng Qingqing's heart, eyes turning redder.

In her heart, Brother was still that man who said, "Sister is the debt from a previous life," but valued family above all else.

Her inherently upright and kind brother would never go down the path of crime for selfish gains... unless for family!

Recalling what her brother did; buying her a phone, pulling investments into the village, all to let the family live better.

She irrationally thought of Brother Kun giving his wife and child "a bowl of caviar each…"

Then thought of Brother Kun as a tragic figure, in the end, cutting his artery to protect his family, the blood spurting everywhere; she could no longer hold back...

"Brother, I suddenly miss home, let's go back together, okay, sniff..."

Listen! Meng Qingqing, who's fearless, was so upset she cried, "The city has too many tricks; I want to go back to the countryside!"

This time, even if the scammer was elderly, no matter the age, this cannot be easily forgiven!

"How did they bully you? Come! Brother will get justice for you!"

"No, Brother, I just...

I don't want the new phone or the caviar, can we go home together?"

New phone? Caviar? What's all this nonsense?

Meng Lang listened, baffled.

This girl, she's been angered into speaking nonsense?

Seeing his emotional sister, Meng Lang felt pained.

"It's okay! Believe in Brother, justice still exists in this world!

If that doesn't work, we'll report to the police, don't worry, your brother knows a very capable lawyer.

Whatever reputational loss, emotional distress, this time, your brother will show them some wrongdoing can be done, some shouldn't be!"

"No! Definitely don't report to the police!" Meng Qingqing was startled.

"Why not? We have nothing to fear, why are you afraid?"

What are you afraid of, you say?

The dirty money is still hidden here!

They can't do their bad deed, but yours is fine?

Scam artists get a few months, you get decades and can't escape! Brother, how can you be so clueless?

"It's just... there's no need to blow it up, it's not that big of a deal."

Facing Meng Lang's puzzled eyes, Meng Qingqing's gaze dodged slightly but still implored convincingly.

"Brother! I just suddenly feel that you working outside is too hard and every day starting early and finishing late, also keeping alert and cautious..."

"Now Dad is the general manager, the family's not short of money anymore, no need to strive so hard outside.

Let's go home together, maybe life will be a bit harsh.

But isn't it better for the family to live happily together?"

Meng Lang was stunned, is this girl really getting the harsh grasp of society that she finally felt empathy for her brother?

Couldn't help but show a relieved expression.

Finally grown up...

Smiled, stroking her head.

"Silly girl, it's not the time for Brother to rest now, for you and Mom and Dad, I will continue to strive and persist!"

Indeed! For a blue and clear tomorrow, without the Night Demon Clan, without Earth cracking...

But these words in Meng Qingqing's ears took a different meaning...

Meng Qingqing was close to tears in urgency.

It's a scale of millions per deal, you still strive? Earn how much until when?

She clutched Meng Lang's clothes, face full of pleading.

"Brother! Mom and Dad surely wouldn't want to see you like this! Just listen to me, stop it!

If you really don't want to stop, then promise me, let's stop once earning thirty million, okay?"

Meng Lang was utterly taken aback.

What do you mean, stop once thirty million?

With my grand goal, wouldn't stop at thirty billion!

Wait a minute! What do you mean, stop?

This choice of words, why do I feel so awkward hearing it!