It is precisely for this reason that Lin Beichen felt he could use Dongchuan Ichiro. There is a line from a classic novel that has always been considered timeless by people around the world.
"Never let your enemy know what you want, and never let your enemy know what your outstretched fingers are trying to grasp."
In simple terms, if a person’s desires are known to others, those desires will become his weakness and can be exploited.
It was clear that Lin Beichen knew exactly what Dongchuan Ichiro wanted, so even if Dongchuan Ichiro knew that Lin Beichen was using him, he wouldn’t refuse to cooperate with Lin Beichen.
"You called me here to chat, but I doubt it’s just to sit and talk."
Seeing that the other party wasn’t in a hurry to speak, Lin Beichen was in no rush either. After all, compared to what he needed from the other party, Dongchuan Ichiro might need him even more.
"Indeed, it’s not that simple, but I have already achieved my purpose."
Dongchuan Ichiro stood up, a faint smile curling at his lips.
Seeing Dongchuan Ichiro’s reaction, Lin Beichen was completely baffled, unable to figure out what this guy was thinking.
Shortly after, Dongchuan Ichiro stood up and headed towards the cafeteria. Watching his departing figure, Lin Beichen felt a twinge of unease.
At the same time, Zhou Ya, who was preparing to return to Imperial Capital Normal University, was sitting in a taxi. Scenes from her recent interaction with Lin Beichen kept replaying in her mind.
Thinking about this, Zhou Ya’s lips curved into an unconscious smile. She didn’t notice the two black sedans rapidly approaching her taxi from behind.
"We must execute this perfectly. This is a task personally arranged by young master Brooklyn."
In one of the black sedans, a middle-aged man in the passenger seat was holding a walkie-talkie, giving instructions to a companion in another car.
"Relax, it’s just a young girl. What could she possibly do?"
A disdainful voice came through the walkie-talkie, and before the middle-aged man’s eyes, the other black sedan sped towards the taxi.
"Miss, do you have any classmates following us?"
The taxi driver noticed the two black sedans in the rearview mirror and asked Zhou Ya with curiosity.
Immersed in thoughts of her meeting with Lin Beichen, Zhou Ya didn’t hear the taxi driver’s question. Just as he was about to ask again, a violent jolt sent Zhou Ya crashing into the windshield.
The taxi driver struggled to maintain control of the steering wheel, but the car still crashed into a nearby lamppost. Onlookers watched the accident with puzzled expressions, and a few who responded first rushed over to help but were stopped by men emerging from the black sedans.
"We’ll take her to the hospital."
The men who got out of the cars grabbed the dazed Zhou Ya and bundled her into one of the sedans, then swiftly drove away.
Meanwhile, in a villa near Imperial Capital University, Brooklyn, bare-chested, was swinging a whip. With each crack, a woman’s pained gasps filled the air.
"No, stop it!"
The sudden ringing of a phone interrupted Brooklyn’s mood. Although annoyed, Brooklyn frowned and walked over to the phone.
Since it was an internal line, only his most trusted subordinates or family members knew this number.
After answering the call, Brooklyn angrily spoke into the phone.
"You’d better have a good reason for interrupting me."
"Young master, as per your instructions, we have captured the person."
Upon hearing his subordinate’s response, Brooklyn’s frown eased, and his tone softened noticeably.
The two subordinates on the other end of the line breathed a sigh of relief. Others might not understand, but as Brooklyn’s close aides, they knew exactly what kind of person he was.
Calling him a psychopath wouldn’t even begin to describe him, but given the immense pressure of being an heir to such a prominent family, they could almost rationalize his behavior.
"You didn’t disappoint me. Well done."
With his interest piqued, Brooklyn gave a few casual instructions before hanging up. Then he picked up his whip and walked over to two women lying on the ground. These women were gifts from Dongchuan Ichiro, and the villa was rented by Brooklyn.
After all, as the heir to such a prominent family, he found it unacceptable to stay in a dorm at Imperial Capital University, despite its top-tier status in Asia.
"Even though I helped your patriarch so much, you two should serve me well!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Brooklyn pounced on the women like a hungry beast. Soon, the sounds of spring filled the villa.
Meanwhile, Zhou Ya, who had just regained consciousness, found herself in an entirely unfamiliar environment. This situation filled her with boundless fear, and when she tried to call out, she realized her mouth was gagged.
"You’re awake?"
A strange voice reached Zhou Ya’s ears. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw two middle-aged men with Western faces walking slowly towards her.
Struggling to back away, Zhou Ya found her hands and feet tightly bound. Tears of fear streamed down her cheeks.
The two men shook their heads, smiling, and threw a bag in front of Zhou Ya.
"We won’t do anything excessive to you, at least not until we receive orders from the young master."
The man on the left spoke in a calm tone, which somewhat alleviated Zhou Ya’s fear.
"But don’t do anything foolish, or we will have no choice but to kill you."
After these words, the two men fell silent, their eyes fixed on Zhou Ya. She understood they were waiting for her response, and although she was reluctant, she nodded in agreement, knowing she had no choice.
Once Zhou Ya gave a positive response, they removed the gags and bindings from her hands but left the restraints on her feet to prevent her from escaping. This was enough to allow Zhou Ya to eat.
At the same time, Dongchuan Ichiro, who had just returned to his dormitory, received a call from Brooklyn. Before Dongchuan Ichiro could speak, Brooklyn’s excited voice came through.
"See? I told you I could handle this without any problems."
Judging by Brooklyn’s tone, Dongchuan Ichiro realized that Zhou Ya had fallen into Brooklyn’s hands.
"I can’t believe you actually did it. Aren’t you afraid of making him angry?"
Dongchuan Ichiro intentionally displayed fear of Lin Beichen, knowing that the more fearful he appeared, the less Brooklyn would regard Lin Beichen.
Only by provoking Brooklyn to act against Lin Beichen would Dongchuan Ichiro have a chance to forge a connection with him. Otherwise, Lin Beichen would never accept him.
"Why should I be afraid? If he truly has the ability, let him come and take his woman back from my villa by force."
Brooklyn laughed hysterically, like a raving lunatic.
"Otherwise, once time is up, his girlfriend will become my delicious prey!"