To be precise, it was her own enrollment photo, printed on the student ID.
And there were also some photos taken from surveillance cameras, showing Irene answering questions in class, and chatting and laughing with people in the hallway.
But unlike the photos Rosa Kaya had taken, these clearly came from school surveillance, not from secret snapshots.
And the evaluation below was suffocating.
【Name: Irene】
【Gender: Female】
【Family Situation: Orphan】
【Appearance: Top-tier】
【Academic Performance: Excellent】
【Personality: Lively】
【Evaluation: A perfect talent, a good student with no trace of romance.
Her disappearance would only concern Liebe and her sister.
However, it is said she is very favored by Liebe, so it is recommended to dispose of her immediately if necessary.
Reselling permitted.】
【Recommendation: Pair with supernatural bodies.
Replay value available.】
Everything about her had been compiled into a folder.
Judging by the number of times it had been shared, it was already in the hands of dozens of people.
Most of the names Irene did not recognize, but Utoya’s eyes grew increasingly sharp as she looked.
Clearly, she recognized many of them.
And then Irene saw a name that made her killing intent suddenly surge.
【Name: Rosa Kaya】
【Gender: Female】
【Family Situation: Orphan】
【Appearance: Top-tier】
【Academic Performance: Top-tier】
【Personality: Distant】
【Evaluation: A delicate, introverted child, just awakening to love.
She seems to be dating someone, and several love letters have been confiscated.
No one would care if she disappeared.
If it can be discovered who she is in love with, there is joy to be had in sending those photos to her little boyfriend.
If interested in purchasing, this service can be added.】
【Recommendation: Mentally unstable.
Disposable.】
Little sister.
“I’m going to kill him.”
Irene, expressionless, loaded the bullet with one hand.
She took a deep breath, and suddenly, the energy of the supernatural body surged from deep within her heart, filling what had been only partially charged.
So that was it.
Why she had been stopped immediately at the border inspection station, almost exposed on the spot, despite disguising herself so well.
It seemed it had been the doing of her dear principal.
She had almost been taken away like a s*ave, and God knows how many had fallen victim to this black chain of industry.
All of her misfortune had turned into his money and power.
Monster.
He was the true monster.
She herself didn’t matter, but if he dared touch Rosa Kaya, then Irene would rather drag them all into hell with her, no matter the cost.
In this world, nothing was more fair than the fact that a person only had one life.
“Calm down, Irene, calm down.
There are too many names here you can’t afford to provoke.
Border prosecutors, naval officers, business tycoons, national officials—compared to them, the first one you offended is nothing but a small fry.”
Utoya’s voice was hoarse, trembling slightly.
She slowly opened a piece of software on the hard drive.
It was crude to the extreme, filled with the aura of the dark web.
She quickly scrolled through the avatars and names, her brows knitted tightly.
“The prosecutor… so it was Leighton who sold you out.
Otherwise, how could they take such a risk?
And… the prosecutor is sending replies… luckily Leighton hasn’t had time to answer yet.”
“Avery?
That pervert is also after your information…”
“Mayor Quinn… all of them…”
The further she looked, the more Utoya trembled.
In the end, she didn’t even dare scroll any further.
“What about Rosa Kaya?”
Irene’s calm voice caught Utoya off guard.
She took a deep breath and scrolled further down, slowly.
“Her file has already been sold to some wealthy groups.”
Thud.
Expressionless, Irene punched the wall.
Her fist went straight through the wooden wall.
Blood instantly spurted out, trickling down the wall.
But she completely ignored the pain, forcefully straightening her dislocated fingers.
They all deserved to die.
Every last one of them deserved to die.
“I want their names.”
“Don’t be stupid, Irene, you can’t take them all down.
These people are figures of immense power in politics and business.
Getting close to them is nearly impossible.
Besides, isn’t your sister safe for now?”
But Utoya suddenly hugged Irene tightly, her voice deadly serious.
As someone who knew of the black market’s dealings, she understood even better the outcome of going against such an order.
“It’s only a matter of time.
This city is devouring everyone’s souls to feed itself.”
The pain cooled Irene’s mind somewhat, but the hatred in her violet eyes would not fade.
After calming down, one thing pressed urgently on her mind.
Five hundred thousand.
Enough money for her sister to leave this place.
Only then could she feel at ease to act further.
Otherwise, that weakness would remain.
“Let’s pretend I didn’t see this, Hunter.
I’m going to bed.”
Wiping the blood from her hands, Irene closed her eyes.
No matter what, she had to get that money.
And while at it, she would squeeze every last coin of Leighton’s life savings—there was no way she could let it go.
Besides, this matter.
She would see it through to the end.
“Don’t go and do something foolish, Irene, give it to me!”
Utoya suddenly became frantic.
She reached out to grab Irene’s hard drive.
She had a faint idea of what Irene was planning.
Though she hadn’t spoken of it, sharp as she was, how could she not notice something unusual these past days?
“I can handle my own matters, Utoya.”
Irene’s voice was exceptionally gentle, making Utoya falter for a moment.
But when she came back to her senses, the pad was already in Irene’s hand.
Utoya fell silent for a long while before finally speaking in a low tone.
“…I trust you, but only this once.
I will absolutely not allow you to get hurt, to throw yourself into danger.
Absolutely not.”