Decisiveness

Wen Ren Yu's mother was also an extraordinary person.

But what Mo Yun Wan was currently focused on was not this. She sought to find the clues she needed from this person, but the current situation was that even Lu Yao couldn't delve deeper into its principles.

"There's definitely something wrong here." Mo Yun Wan became even more certain. "This Wen Ren Yu, and his mother who passed away early. Help me investigate thoroughly."

Lu Yao found Mo Yun Wan's persistence even more suspicious. She said helplessly, "Sister, even if I want to look, there are limits. This matter is clearly..."

Mid-sentence, she suddenly realized something, shut her mouth, and began to play dumb, looking at Mo Yun Wan.

"Clearly what?" Mo Yun Wan stroked her chin.

Lu Yao stammered, "Nothing... Isn't this similar to Li Lie Jun's situation before? Probably just self-indulgence, purely living day by day, leaving no official records, so there's no information..."

"Not the same. Our Ms. Wen Ren had a son, and she would occasionally drink and drive. Her daily life was truly 'rich'." Mo Yun Wan narrowed her eyes. "A son needs a household registration, vaccinations. These are far more numerous than for a shut-in living alone. Xiao Lu, are you hiding something from me? Explain yourself."

She really couldn't hide it anymore.

Lu Yao sighed, finally confessing to receive leniency: "From my perspective, all the key information has been manually deleted from the system."

"Deleted?"

"It's not as dark as you imagine, actually." Lu Yao didn't want Mo Yun Wan to get tangled deeper in her conspiracy theories, so she listed possible scenarios for her. "I often encounter this kind of deleted file when investigating personnel related to cases. It's possible they were tainted witnesses or staff with similar functions. To protect what they disclosed from being discovered, some information in the documents would be intentionally deleted."

"Tainted witnesses?"

It seemed this explanation had the opposite effect.

"These things definitely have to go through review. Such obviously problematic documents, yet no one pursues them. At a glance, it's clear it's an internal police operation." Lu Yao hastily added, "Don't overthink it. The review staff all felt there was no problem..."

"But I feel there's a problem." Mo Yun Wan raised an eyebrow. "Such a unique person, do you think her ambiguous death in a car accident was an accident? Especially such a disgraceful way to die."

Lu Yao became even more helpless. She really couldn't reason with her.

"Tell me more about Wen Ren Yu's life." Mo Yun Wan, on the contrary, became more interested due to the setbacks. "I remember you said you participated in a competition organized by FFW? Did you never meet Wen Ren Yu then?"

The question hit a nerve, making Lu Yao choke up a bit.

After all, it wasn't a perfect memory.

But she still shook her head honestly: "Players are all very busy. Not everyone can be met, right? Although FFW seemed to take that fan competition very seriously at the time, they actually found five professional players to play exhibition matches with us—of course, they didn't form a team against us, but we and they were split up and divided into two sides to compete."

Saying that, she smacked her lips, recalling the situation of the match then.

"At that time, Yu Xuan Yi and I weren't even on the same side. I finally got to experience what it felt like to be commanded and outmaneuvered by her. But our side's treatment was actually very good; we were also assigned a mid-laner from FFW as our commander—it seems to be FFW's current starting player. In that lineup, he seems to be the only veteran left."

Mo Yun Wan wasn't too interested in the fairness of the match, waving her hand: "So why didn't you see Wen Ren Yu then?"

"Ming Huo is a superstar-level professional player; his appearance is very sensational." Lu Yao exaggerated her words appropriately, but after a moment, she still coughed. "Ahem, but actually, we did hear about the reason. After all, our entire team, except for me, were FFW fans. Three out of four liked Ming Huo, and one person at the time was still tsundere and wouldn't admit it—yes, that Yu person."

"And then?"

"They were also very disappointed not to see their idol—at that time, Yu Xuan Yi quietly told me that she originally wanted to be on the same team as Ming Huo in the exhibition match to see if she could pick up some commanding techniques. So, those few discussed finding a staff member to ask about it. They were very particular, even pretending to want Ming Huo's autograph, asking if he was at the club."

Lu Yao propped her chin, eyes looking up, trying hard to organize her words that she deemed appropriate.

"The staff said that Ming Huo had taken leave during that period, specially approved by the boss, and didn't even participate in club activities. But it was during the off-season, so this approach didn't have too much impact. At that time, I was still thinking how great it would be if my boss could ignore me like that in the future. The staff saw how much we liked him and even found two signed jerseys from Ming Huo for us. The four of them drew lots and shared them."

In short, Wen Ren Yu had just taken leave at that time, wasn't nearby, let alone participating in an exhibition match to meet Lu Yao.

Fortunately, there was this detail; otherwise, Lu Yao would have been extremely conflicted in this case investigation due to an awkward situation.

Mo Yun Wan pondered.

At this moment, Lu Yao also followed Mo Yun Wan's instructions and found more specific details about Wen Ren Yu's life.

"As I said, after graduating high school, he joined the club directly as a substitute. I heard he played this game before, but to earn money through boosting. His fans even have a summary, meaning Ming Huo actually had to work part-time after school to support his family, and then suddenly discovered that playing for others or coaching was very lucrative, gaining quite a reputation on a coaching app."

"Then he became famous and went straight into the professional league?"

Lu Yao continued to explain.

"Actually, he wasn't famous at that time, just a small-time coach who occasionally took boosting orders and didn't stream. He only had some renown among high-level players. When the professional league was first established, he didn't actually intend to join. It was just that his club owner discovered such a person on the leaderboard and heard from team members that he was a very powerful commander, so they recruited him as a substitute."

After that came the content similar to a documentary. He was a substitute for a long time, caused a laughingstock in his first appearance due to differing ideas, continued to warm the bench, until one day he suddenly shone, returning to the arena as a transcendent commander, turning the tide.

Although Wen Ren Yu had a strange personality and it was difficult to make an accurate judgment, he was undoubtedly a uniquely special existence in the Apocalypse Rebirth E-sports League.

From this perspective, he seemed like a standard "celebrity."

"But from our perspective, he's still very suspicious. Xiao Lu, you've interacted with him a few times. Have you noticed anything strange?" Mo Yun Wan began to press her step by step again.

Lu Yao shook her head sincerely at this moment, revealing no flaws.

But her heart was clear as a mirror.

The problem she had seen before was now clear in her mind.

Jiang Qiu's and Wen Ren Yu's eye colors were both a kind of inorganic gray. It wasn't a natural eye color, and Lu Yao had also used Jiang Qiu's photos to record it once, finding that it was indeed the exact same color.

There could only be these possibilities: Jiang Qiu and Wen Ren Yu had an unusual bloodline relationship, to the extent that even this not-fully-recessive gene could cause the phenotype to be completely consistent during inheritance;

The other possibility was even more terrifying—they possessed this gene block, which was itself completely consistent, thus producing the same result.

Lu Yao couldn't help but think of some fictional science fiction works—but this seemed to be the only remaining explanation.

Because Jiang Zhuo's and Jiang Qiu's appearances were almost identical, only their eye colors were vastly different. And Wen Ren Yu's and his mother's eye colors were also completely mismatched.

Even if one were to consider the one-in-ten-thousand probability of a natural bloodline relationship, their other facial features had almost no similarities—except for their regular facial features, there were no similarities typical of relatives.

Furthermore, Jiang Qiu had never hidden his eyes, while Wen Ren Yu inexplicably always wore prescription glasses with colored contact lens effects—obviously a specially custom-made product.

What was he hiding?

Thinking of these things, Lu Yao felt the waters were even deeper, perhaps hiding even more secrets.

But this was crucial information. She absolutely could not tell Mo Yun Wan these words and her speculations.