Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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On the bustling streets, Xiao Dong and Zhao Shengnan, hands laden with bags, clumsily negotiated their way as they walked.
Xiao Dong’s knees buckled as she hefted the massive bags, panting, “Shengnan, why don’t we have someone deliver them to the hotel?”
Zhao Shengnan was equally exhausted, but excited. “Shopping like that is so immersive! Don’t you think it’s more fun carrying things? It feels so good to come home with a full bag!”
Xiao Dong: “It just affects my walking a bit.”
Zhao Shengnan: “Hey, yeah!”
Xiao Dong: “It’s still early, and the nightlife is just about to begin. Where should we go next?”
Zhao Shengnan: “Let’s store our shopping first, then go have a drink, and then to the casino.”
Xiao Dong: “Okay, okay!”
The two excitedly rubbed their hands, eager to lose millions.
But just then, several people suddenly rushed out of the alley, carrying the two of them and running away!
Xiao Dong: “Ahhh!!!”
Zhao Shengnan was so frightened that she couldn’t even scream, and a thousand thoughts suddenly flashed through her mind.
Was she in danger? Going to be robbed for money or rap*d? Worse still, was she discovered?
It was all over! Would she be held captive and used to threaten her family?
Ugh!
She was wrong!
Wait, where were her bodyguards?
Zhao Shengnan suddenly realized that Canghai had been following her the whole time.
Looking down, she saw that Canghai was one of the people carrying her away.
Zhao Shengnan: “…”
Xiao Dong, after screaming, noticed something was wrong. The people who had kidnapped them looked familiar. One of them, she’d seen twice before.
Once was when President Nan had captured this person from school while filming the music video for “Sword Tomb,” and the second time was as the bodyguard she’d seen at the airport.
Although he’d been dressed up at the airport, Xiao Dong was quick to remember him later.
So she stayed out of the way, realizing he must be on a special mission!
Then came the murder at the Grammys, further convincing Xiao Dong that the man had come with a mission.
But now, why was he carrying her and Zhao Shengnan?
What a psycho!
The Level 21 Special Forces were in a hurry, desperate to locate and gather at the location to capture the suspect. They simply couldn’t spare any extra personnel to protect these two wealthy women who only cared about spending money.
So they decided to just send them back to the hotel!
Negotiation was out of the question; it would be a waste of time, just leading to the scene above.
They ran at breakneck speed, seemingly flying, eager to carry their loads over rooftops and walls, finally delivering the two to the hotel after a bumpy ride.
Canghai then declared, “Stay in the hotel and don’t go out.”
With that, he quickly left with his comrades, having been delayed for a long time. He figured everyone else would have arrived, and maybe everything would be settled by now.
No way! Canghai suddenly became anxious!
Even if they couldn’t get a kill, they should at least get an assist, right?
Xiao Dong and Zhao Shengnan stared blankly at the group who had hurriedly brought them in and then left, speechless for a moment.
Fortunately, their shopping hadn’t been lost; it had been carried along as well.
….
Outside the sprawling old apartment complex, Nan Xiangwan parked her car on the street and walked inside.
Passing by a broken street lamp, she saw Crystal.
Crystal was dressed as a homeless person, well, he was wearing… armed with the clothes he’d snatched from other homeless people, he now pretended to squat under a streetlight, watching.
Nan Xiangwan searched her pockets, pulled out a few coins, and walked over.
Crystal waited, eyes gleaming, whispering, “The brothers aren’t all here yet.”
Nan Xiangwan left the coins, selfie stick, and phone behind, saying, “I’ll go in first.”
Crystal was startled, then handed her a pill: “Take it. Several families are having parties inside.”
Nan Xiangwan quickly swallowed the pill and disappeared into the darkness.
After turning several corners, she found the apartment. It was incredibly old, looking as if it was about to collapse.
It was only two stories, but the area was vast, housing at least a hundred families.
The soundproofing was poor and the thumping music inside could be clearly heard.
There were sounds of people partying, drunken rages, and wife-beatings—a chaotic cacophony that perfectly masked the unusual sounds of every single family.
Nan Xiangwan put on an appropriately skeptical expression and stepped forward.
The other party didn’t give a specific address, simply telling her to locate the apartment.
Sure enough, two tall, burly foreigners emerged from near the main entrance, both armed.
They then grabbed her and began frisking her.
Nan Xiangwan didn’t resist or scream.
One of the foreigners grinned, “Very smart, you didn’t bring anything.”
The other, dissatisfied, said, “You should have brought your bank card or cash.”
And so, Nan Xiangwan was led all the way to the third floor and into an unnumbered room.
Next door, a large party was underway, the noise and the excitement there were excessive, as if they were high on catnip.
Nan Xiangwan was glad she’d chosen to cooperate rather than force her way in. The other party was on the third floor and searching from both the top and bottom would have taken ages. But they were in the middle, giving them plenty of time to notice and leave.
She then entered the room, which was pitch black, with no lights on.
But Nan Xiangwan, with her night vision, could see everything clearly. The room was small, probably less than 50 square meters.
A one-eyed man with a facial scar sat on the sofa, toying with a gun, with a figure under his feet.
It was Pang Kaiji!
Pang Kaiji had fainted, tortured beyond recognition, and covered in blood.
It was horrific.
Nan Xiangwan froze in place, her eyes quizzically scanning the man on the sofa. He looked so familiar!
Soon, a voice echoed from the darkness: “Are you scared?”
Nan Xiangwan instantly recognized the man’s identity: Tan Shen!
Everything was cleared up, revealing the moon. All the clues surfaced in an instant. Even a clumsy person like the flat-headed brother could now figure out the whole story.
She chuckled softly, shook her head, and said, “If I had known this would happen, I should have punched you to death the first time I saw you.”
The two foreigners closed and locked the door, then stood at the entrance.
Suddenly, only three people were left in the room: the unarmed Nan Xiangwan, the powerless Pang Kaiji, and Tan Shen, gun in hand.
Tan Shen flicked on a small light. He didn’t know Nan Xiangwan had night vision, but he was just trying to scare her so she could see the bloody scene clearly.
But to his disappointment, Nan Xiangwan remained unfazed.
Tan Shen kicked Pang Kaiji, sending him to the side like a sandbag, then pointed at Nan Xiangwan.
Tan Shen said, “Go squat in the corner.”
Nan Xiangwan obeyed.
Tan Shen said, “Take off your clothes.”
Nan Xiangwan: “???”
Tan Shen grinned. “I suddenly realized that killing you isn’t enough. I’m sorry for all the suffering I’ve endured these past few months. So I’m going to lure Gu Beihuai over here!”
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