Chapter 482: Chapter 482 - 476: Am I Really That Stressed?

Shi Su: "Can’t we set individual trust codes in the software?"

Wen Ke: "The FBI’s anti-tracking system is designed to block all signals from many underground criminal organizations in the United States, with such strength that trust codes cannot be set. As for domestically, it has long been regulated and is not allowed, so even if you get the software and install it on your phone, it will be cleaned out by antivirus software and can’t be used; even if installed, it would still be ineffective."

In other words, using the high-tech software provided by Wen Ke on the American side to block those signals tracking her was not the most appropriate method.

So, the only option was to temporarily change the phone card and phone.

The phone card would not be used for now, meaning she couldn’t work normally during her time in the imperial capital. She had to refrain from contacting anyone other than the trusted people around her with the new number, to avoid being traced again.

An actor, a celebrity, losing contact and disappearing while visiting family in the imperial capital could cause quite a stir. Hopefully, the issue would be resolved soon, allowing her to leave the capital early...

Shi Su was looking at some numbers on a mobile platform, patiently choosing a new phone number for herself. Even though her eyes were on the sequence of numbers on the screen, her mind couldn’t settle. No number seemed right as they flashed by one after another.

"Come eat." Jing Jihan came over, intending to pull her out of the covers, and gazed down at the numbers displayed on her phone screen.

Jing Jihan didn’t question her. He calmly lifted the covers off her: "Eat first."

Shi Su quickly put down her phone, slipped on the hotel slippers, and followed him to sit by the dining table. Beside the hotel was a large chain supermarket and a 24-hour convenience store. The ingredients Lu Zhao bought were all fresh, along with two heated boxed meals.

However, the boxed meals were set aside and untouched by Jing Jihan, with only two dishes and a soup on the table, but all freshly made.

Usually, Shi Su ate too much boxed meals and takeout on set. After returning home, unless it was a truly clean high-end restaurant, he wouldn’t let her eat takeouts, barbecue, or convenience store boxed meals, saying it was to adjust to a healthy diet. Overindulging could lead to a physical burden, like him developing gastritis at a young age.

Shi Su had once retorted that his gastritis was due to irregular meals when he was in startup mode in the United States, pulling all-nighters, and even forgetting to eat when busy after returning to China. Jing Jihan had seriously stared at her for a long moment then, and only allowed her to escape a lecture by promising to reduce takeouts and boxed meals.

"What’s this? Lotus seed rib soup?" Shi Su picked up a rib and looked at the lotus seeds in the bowl.

"Eat up, and clear your internal heat while you’re at it." Jing Jihan turned to serve her more rice, exemplifying the model husband at home, transforming the seven-star hotel’s presidential suite into a cozy three-bedroom love nest.

While gnawing on the ribs, Shi Su licked her tongue. Indeed, in recent days, due to the troubles with the Shi family, she had managed to develop a mouth ulcer and a tiny pimple on her chin. Though not obvious, her face rarely broke out.

Normally, his gaze toward her was so ordinary. How could he notice something so minute? Did she really seem that burdened with internal heat?

Ugh.

Shi Su scooped up more lotus seeds, drank a bowl in one go, and delightfully banged the bowl on the table: "Down this lotus seed bowl, and no demons nor monsters shall faze me!"

Jing Jihan had just returned with additional rice, seeing Shi Su gulp the soup with the bravado of a hero going to face challenges, his cool brows shifted slightly: "Eat properly. Can you still eat after drinking that much soup?"

"Of course!"

To prove she could, Shi Su forcefully consumed the full bowl of rice Jing Jihan served her and swept through quite a portion of the dishes on the table. Later, burping, she headed to the hotel gym atop the building, selecting a treadmill and walking for an hour at low speed to avoid gaining weight.

Jing Jihan stayed in the room, multitasking between handling the mountainous company files on his computer and drinking black coffee.

Shi Su was still at the hotel gym’s top floor when she WeChatted Jing Jihan: [If you keep feeding me like this, the media will soon suspect I’m pregnant from gaining weight so fast!]

She also sent a picture of her weighing herself just after a meal.

The so-called rapid weight gain equated to gaining three pounds in a month, having weighed herself right after a meal.

Jing Jihan hadn’t yet replied when a message flashed on his computer. Upon opening it, a voice came from the computer: "Mr. Jing, the anti-tracking software you commissioned for Mrs. Jing has been installed through online channels. It’s hidden in her mobile system disk, undetectable until any unfamiliar tracking or surveillance signals appear, which will be completely blocked. Your private phone number is the only trusted contact for the software. Mr. Qin has also taken a copy of the software pack as you are the funder of the development, so we wanted to inform you."

Jing Jihan paused his company files, removed his glasses, leisurely cleaned them with a cloth, and called Lu Zhao: "Does Qin Zhifeng know I had his people develop the software?"

Lu Zhao hesitated slightly: "Yes, he knows."

Lu Zhao recently went to the United States, addressing unresolved issues between Jing Jihan and Qin Zhifeng from back then. The financial case’s fund recovery fall on Jing Jihan, and the fugitive had attempted revenge several times, recently causing disturbances in America. Yet, domestically, they couldn’t act because the security landscape differed from that in the United States, limiting their actions to the US and Africa.

On returning to the US, Jing Jihan had foreseen the Shi family’s upcoming turmoil, instructing Lu Zhao to quickly find individuals who once frequented the FBI’s research department to develop a unique anti-tracking software, which was now conveniently usable.

Nonetheless, the development of such exclusive software was exceedingly costly, with the objective not being market profit but merely protecting Shi Su’s personal safety by embedding it in her phone.

Jing Jihan wouldn’t tell Shi Su about this, and naturally, Lu Zhao wouldn’t mention it either.

Most of the personnel at the FBI’s exclusive criminal investigation research institute were Qin Zhifeng’s people, so he would undoubtedly know. Such a tool would also be useful to him, safely handled by his own personnel.

However, considering Qin Zhifeng’s nature, it was uncertain whether he would directly inform Wen Ke about it.