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The blood-red options flickered before Lin Xiaofan's eyes. He gripped Su Yuqing's wrist tightly, feeling her fingers slipping away from his palm bit by bit.
"Let go..." Su Yuqing tilted her face up, her eyes glimmering faintly in the darkness. "Take the evidence and get out..."
"Shut up!" Lin Xiaofan clenched his teeth, his arm muscles taut as if they might snap. "I choose A! Right now! Immediately!"
【Choice Confirmed】
【Clearing Funds...】
【System Function Maintaining...】
A strange surge of power suddenly flowed into Lin Xiaofan's arm. He yanked Su Yuqing up, and they tumbled together. As they stumbled to their feet, a mechanical voice echoed again:
【Test Passed】
【Ultimate Permissions Unlocked】
【Note: Goodwill is the highest-level algorithm】
There was no time to ponder the meaning of those words; above them came Zhao Tianming's curses. Old Zhou urged from the front, "Hurry! Just two more turns and we'll reach the exit!"
The last hundred meters of their escape felt like a nightmare. Lin Xiaofan carried Su Yuqing on his back, while A Long supported Old Zhou, and the four of them stumbled through the web-like mine tunnels. The pursuers were closing in behind them, and several times, flashlight beams nearly swept across their backs.
Finally, a faint beam of moonlight poured down from the ventilation shaft above. A Long was the first to climb up the rusty iron ladder and pushed open the manhole cover. The moment fresh air rushed in, everyone greedily took deep breaths.
"Pull her up!" Lin Xiaofan lifted Su Yuqing towards the ladder but turned back to see Old Zhou leaning against the rock wall, unmoving. "Teacher Zhou?"
The old man shook his head and handed him a crowbar. "I'll hold them off." He patted his empty pant leg. "This leg is gone right here; it's time to settle this."
"No! They will..."
"Go!" Old Zhou suddenly shouted, his voice echoing through the mine tunnel. "Evidence is more important than lives!"
Lin Xiaofan wanted to say more when sirens suddenly blared from above. Zhang Hao's face appeared at the manhole, pale as a ghost. "Brother! Hurry up! I've called the police!"
The last memories were chaotic—Old Zhou turning to charge at the pursuers, Su Yuqing's cries, Zhang Hao pulling him up, and in the distance, Zhao Tianming fleeing in panic amidst the sound of sirens...
The next morning, Lin Xiaofan saw the headline news on the hospital television: "Philanthropist Courageously Exposes Dark Secrets—Zhao Foundation Involved in Massive Fraud." The footage looped through images of substandard goods in a warehouse and evidence they had captured last night. But what caught most attention was a blurry snapshot—Lin Xiaofan standing in front of a police car, frantically blocking his phone screen, while an enlarged image clearly displayed the system interface.
"It's over..." Lin Xiaofan murmured.
Su Yuqing walked into the hospital room with a cane and silently handed him a newspaper. The subtitle on the fourth page read: "Brave Elderly Artist Zhou Guoan Still Missing in Rescue Efforts."
"We will find him," she said softly, her fingers gently brushing over Lin Xiaofan's bandaged wrist. "Now, we need to think about how to explain this."
She lit up her phone screen, and the topic of Mysterious System Controls Charity had already surged to the trending list. Lin Xiaofan smiled wryly as he opened his phone—the system interface was still running, but the balance display had transformed into a constantly bouncing question mark.
【Ultimate Mission Activated】
【Choice Between Disclosure and Concealment】
【Note: The truth requires courage, and it comes at a cost.】
Outside, the morning light spilled over the skyline of the city. Lin Xiaofan knew that the real storm was just beginning.
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