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DDT - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: School Tyrant × The Pushover (16)

"You little bastards! How dare you hit me?! Let me go, or I'm calling your parents!" With a sack over his head, Jiang Shiqing couldn't see a thing. But his ears weren't deaf; he had heard Chi Junluo give the order to beat him. His hands and feet were restrained, leaving him unable to move. In the darkness, fear swept through his body, and he threatened them frantically.

"You don't even know what we look like. How the hell are you gonna call our parents?" one of the lackeys sneered.

Another chimed in, "Exactly. Used to acting all high and mighty as a teacher, huh? Never thought you'd see a day like this, did you?"

Chi Junluo leaned against the opposite wall and pointed a finger at herself. The lackey nodded, understanding her signal.

"You should take a good look at yourself in the mirror. Who do you think you are, daring to mess with our Sister Chi? You really think that just because you're a teacher, students have to bow down and submit to you?"

The lackey continued arrogantly, "You should see what a sorry sight you are. Didn't expect to mess with the wrong people, did you?"

Having followed Chi Junluo for several years, they had a decent grasp of her intentions.

Jiang Shiqing wasn't an idiot. He had just disciplined Yi Shuhan during the day and was beaten up with a sack over his head that night. He would definitely connect the beating to Yi Shuhan. To prevent Jiang Shiqing from going after Yi Shuhan—or rather, to make sure he had no time to—Chi Junluo had her lackeys drop a hint. She wanted to guide the fearful and enraged Jiang Shiqing to transfer his anger onto the person these students called "Sister Chi"—in other words, herself.

And in fact, they succeeded. Burning with rage, Jiang Shiqing viciously memorized the name "Sister Chi." He made up his mind to go to the school first thing tomorrow and investigate who this audacious "Sister Chi" was.

But no matter how much rage burned within him, the beating that followed was inevitable.

"Get him!" At Chi Junluo's command, several boys clenched their fists and rained blows upon Jiang Shiqing's ribs and abdomen.

Her lackeys were seasoned fighters with years of experience. They naturally knew where to strike to leave minimal traces and how to control their strength to avoid seriously injuring or killing someone. The victims of their beatings could only suffer in silence, swallowing their teeth and choking down the pain.

Fists slammed into Jiang Shiqing's body, one after another. At first, he managed to grit his teeth and endure the pain.

After a while, he could no longer bear it and began to howl.

"Flip him over," Chi Junluo commanded calmly, fiddling with her fingers.

Hearing this, the lackeys released their grip. Before Jiang Shiqing could even react, he was deftly flipped over. His face slammed hard against the wall, and he thought he might have split his lip.

The metallic, sweet taste of blood spread in his mouth. Just like that, he missed the perfect opportunity to break free and escape.

The blood-curdling screams of an old man echoed from the depths of the alley. Unfortunately, at this hour, there was no one around, and Jiang Shiqing's cries went unnoticed.

Attacking from behind was their specialty. Aiming for Jiang Shiqing's butt, the lackeys kicked with all their might. Jiang Shiqing felt as if his rear was about to split into several pieces.

The lackeys were quite malicious. Certain that Jiang Shiqing would never show his ass to anyone, they showed it no mercy.

They didn't spare his arms or thighs either. In the middle of it all, Chi Junluo even received a call from the heroine, reporting that she had arrived home safely. Hearing this, Chi Junluo's heart was put at ease.

By the time her lackeys had worked up a sweat from the beating, Jiang Shiqing was lying on the ground in too much pain to move. Satisfied, Chi Junluo waved her hand, and the lackeys released their hold, straightened up, and stepped back.

"Goodbye, Teacher Jiang. I hope we don't meet again tomorrow," Chi Junluo said cheerfully before swaggering off with her lackeys, leaving the dead-end alley. Jiang Shiqing, enduring the pain, finally pulled the sack off his head, but all he could see was a group of tall, retreating figures.

Jiang Shiqing: Damn it!

In the end, Jiang Shiqing lay pathetically on the ground for a long while before slowly using the wall to pull himself up. The throbbing pain in his rear was the most intense, forcing him to lean on the wall and walk with his butt stuck out in an unsightly posture. Passersby shot strange looks at him, and he could clearly feel their gazes landing on his backside. "Fuck!"

Jiang Shiqing cursed under his breath and hurried home. When his wife saw his disheveled state, he didn't have the face to admit he'd been beaten by students. He just said he had missed a step and fallen down the stairs.

The explanation was barely plausible, and the tigress in Jiang Shiqing's home didn't press the matter further.

It left Jiang Shiqing with a ruined rear and a world of hurt.


That night, Chi Junluo didn't go home. Instead, she was at an internet cafe with Xiao Wu and the others. They gathered around, watching as Xiao Wu and his friends used their newly learned skills to trace the IP address of the person who had posted the insulting thread about Yi Shuhan. Since they were all novices, the process was rather arduous.

In Chi Junluo's sea of consciousness, the Heavenly Dao molded a chaise longue out of mental energy. It lounged on it charmingly, cracking melon seeds conjured from mental energy and muttering, "Chi Chi, you could just leave this kind of thing to This Deity. This Deity can use higher-dimensional methods to trace the poster's IP address directly. Wouldn't that be great?"

Disgusted, Chi Junluo used the mental energy in her sea of consciousness to splash a faceful of water on the Heavenly Dao. "Didn't you say it yourself? I can't do anything that drastically breaks character. Am I supposed to tell my lackeys later that your Sister Chi is a master hacker, a computer genius? That the skills you've been learning for months, I, Chi Junluo, mastered long ago without ever even studying, a self-taught prodigy?"

Sensing the undisguised contempt in Chi Junluo's words, the Heavenly Dao shut its mouth and carefully picked up the mental-energy-brand melon seeds that had been scattered by the water.

"Chi Chi is too mean. You can play by yourself, Chi Chi. I'm not talking to you anymore." The Heavenly Dao started its familiar whimpering, and Chi Junluo, her head aching from the noise, decided to ignore it.

Chi Junluo already had her own suspicions about the poster. It was obvious that Wang Yun and her friends were behind it.

In this era, very few people had computers at home, so Wang Yun and the others had likely gone to an internet cafe to log into the forum. There were many small internet cafes near the school that didn't require an ID to surf the web, which gave them the perfect opportunity. Yi Shuhan had mentioned that Wang Yun and her friends had left PE class early and weren't in the classroom afterward. They must have slipped out of school and gone to an internet cafe to post on the forum.

Now, all they had to do was figure out which internet cafe, and they could catch them!

Chi Junluo thought for a moment. She called out to the Heavenly Dao in her sea of consciousness again. "Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao."

In her sea of consciousness, the Heavenly Dao turned its head away, indicating that This Deity couldn't hear a thing.

"Stop messing around. Quickly help me find out where Wang Yun and the others are right now." Chi Junluo formed a giant finger out of mental energy and gently poked the Heavenly Dao's waist. Caught off guard, the Heavenly Dao was poked right off its chaise longue.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The Heavenly Dao scrambled back onto its chair. "Use your words, not your hands!"

Ultimately, the Heavenly Dao couldn't withstand Chi Junluo's "greetings" and reluctantly began to use its power to check the world's timeline.

At the same time, Xiao Wu and the others achieved their first victory, successfully tracing the poster's IP address to a location near the school.

While Xiao Wu continued to narrow down the location, Xiao Liu had already started comparing the IP addresses of several IDs.

Chi Junluo stopped Xiao Liu's actions. "Don't bother comparing their addresses. Just use admin privileges to find the IPs for the IDs of Wang Yun and her class president from the senior grade three key class, then compare them to this address."

Xiao Liu slapped his forehead. He finally realized—of course, this slander was premeditated. The posters must have been together! He tapped his head, chiding himself for being so dense.

In her sea of consciousness, the Heavenly Dao also provided the current location of Wang Yun and her group. As expected of delinquent girls, they weren't home at this hour but were still at an internet cafe, spamming the forum. Coincidentally, the internet cafe Wang Yun was in was just across the street from the one Chi Junluo was in.

Chi Junluo smiled coldly and made a call, telling her lackeys to get their phones ready to take photos and videos. She told them to wait for her on Qinggao Street, east of the school; there was big business to attend to soon.

Meanwhile, through his relentless efforts and with online guidance from his master, Xiao Wu successfully pinpointed the poster's final location: Yuanyuan Internet Cafe, right across the street!

Xiao Wu clapped his hands in delight. He had finally completed his first successful mission on the path to becoming a hacker!

Once the location was confirmed, Chi Junluo directed her lackeys, who were already in position downstairs, via phone. With their phones ready to gather evidence, they swarmed into Yuanyuan Internet Cafe.

When the cafe owner saw a group of big, burly high school students rush in, he could tell they weren't good news. He quickly waved his hands. "Hey, fellas, whatever you're here for, take it easy! Don't break the computers!"

The lead lackey, having been trained by Chi Junluo, knew how to handle things. He nodded and led his brothers to split up and search the cafe.

Wang Yun and her friends weren't particularly wealthy and couldn't afford a private booth. Following Chi Junluo's directions over the phone, the lackeys found the group in a corner of the main hall.

A phone, already recording a video, was aimed precisely at a monitor, capturing Wang Yun's actions as she posted on the forum.

Wang Yun and her friends were too engrossed, and with their headphones on, they didn't even notice the group of tall boys surrounding them. They just kept posting obscene pictures on the forum, skillfully switching between their alternate accounts.

Finally, one of the girls, feeling like the air was a bit stuffy, looked up. The sight nearly scared her out of her wits. She let out a scream, which successfully caught Wang Yun's attention.

Wang Yun looked up. Seeing so many people, and then noticing the small phones recording them, her face turned deathly pale. Her hands trembled as she tried to shut down the computer, but the lackeys stopped her in time.

After restraining Wang Yun and her friends, the head lackey put his phone on speaker at Chi Junluo's request. Chi Junluo's clear voice came through the speaker. "Wang Yun, didn't expect this, did you? Heaven's net is vast, but it lets nothing slip through. I've caught you again."

Wang Yun was so infuriated by Chi Junluo's smug voice that she wanted to punch her. However, she could only think about it; there was no way she could win against the real-deal Chi Junluo in a fight.

"If you don't want anyone to know, you shouldn't have done it in the first place," Chi Junluo said, deliberately using a phrase that would sound profound to someone like Wang Yun, who didn't study.

"I've already called the police. They'll be here soon. I don't want this to escalate any further. The impact on Shuhan has been too severe."

As Chi Junluo's voice fell, Wang Yun and her friends slumped into their chairs, unable to sit up straight.

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