Chapter 193

Lingwu glanced at the image in her hand that recorded Ye Ti's face.

Although it was dark, I still got up, changed into a black coat, and went out.

Night Cry never failed, and even if she wasn't arrogant, she wouldn't stay behind to monitor him right after he left.

Lingwu waved her hand, dispersing the lingering, eerie fragrance of roses.

Night Cry once used this type of flower to kill the person he chose.

Therefore, the probability of him enduring the effects of the poison and continuing to stalk her is low.

but……

If we disregard the poison and still follow her, it might be better for her.

After Ye Ti left, the elevator resumed normal operation.

Lingwu drove around the city, sat alone by the lake, and then went to the bustling city to observe this chaotic world.

She was thoroughly enjoying herself, yet seemed unable to integrate into the world, isolated from all the noise and bustle, forming a unique scene of her own.

She seemed to have gotten tired of shopping, so she casually walked into a secluded bar.

The interior is quiet and pleasant, with a resident band playing soft and captivating melodies.

Ling Wu tapped her fingers on the bar counter. "A glass of water, three ice cubes, and a packet of tea."

"This is a bar, not a teahouse, ma'am," the cocktail shop owner replied lazily.

“I can pay more.”

"Everything is negotiable, beautiful lady."

"Could I use the restroom?"

The shop owner gave a soft "hmm" and, without looking up, casually pointed to the left rear.

"It's over there, don't go the wrong way."

Thank you.

The shop owner continued mixing drinks, and a moment later, as he turned to get more, he tried to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

Five minutes later, Ling Wu sat in a corner with a cup of cold brew tea on the table.

She listened to soft music and looked at the night view outside the glass. After slowly finishing her drink, the shop owner wanted to refill her drink, but she refused.

After leaving a wad of cash on the table, she got up and left the bar.

As dawn approached, in the dim light of the night, the streets were deserted, and even the few sanitation workers present were nowhere to be seen.

The bar closed, and the owner yawned as he locked the door and left, but an uninvited guest was sitting in his home.

The shop owner looked terrified. "How did you get into my house?"

"Give me the things." The man's voice was very clear.

He was wearing a hoodie, obscuring his face; all that could be seen was the pure white angel wing tattoo on the back of his hand as he tapped the table.

Upon hearing this, the shop owner stepped back, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about! Do you know that you're trespassing?"

"I don't kill ordinary people. Give it to me, and I'll spare your life." The man's voice was clear and his tone was calm.

"I really don't know what you're talking about!" the shop owner said, looking bewildered.

"What did the woman in the black coat give you in your store last night?"

The shop owner frowned. "If you're going to rob me, just rob me. Why all the fuss?" As he spoke, he threw the cash he had taken from Ling Wu the night before at him.

A dazzling, alluring red fluttered in the air.

A rare hint of doubt flickered in Ye Ti's dark eyes, but it quickly vanished.

He couldn't be wrong, and there really was something hidden in this room.

Ye Ti was about to stand up.

But in that instant, the thin piece in his pocket trembled slightly.

It was a dangerous warning that he was unfamiliar with, yet it appeared twice within 24 hours.

Danger again?

But how could that be?

How is that possible?!

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, a bullet was pinned straight to the wall, while Night Cry remained unmoved, as if nothing had happened.

It's just a bullet; it's definitely not a dangerous situation that would trigger a warning.

The shop owner didn't hesitate; he took the opportunity to step back two steps and leave the house.

However, after a long while, neither the people lying in ambush outside nor the shop owner heard an explosion from the house.

They then realized that what they had left behind had been completely destroyed by Night Cry.

The sirens blared, and the red and blue lights emitted a blinding glow.

"Night Cry, you are surrounded."

The second half of the sentence did not include the familiar line, "If you surrender, we will try to get you lenient treatment."

Because everyone knows that leniency in the face of Ye Ti’s many crimes is like drawing a drop of water from the ocean—useless and laughable.

Ye Ti, who was inside the room, took out the thin slice, his usually cool and handsome face still indifferent.

He ran his fingertips lightly across the thin sheet before putting it into his pocket as he stood up.

He didn't take off the hood of his sweatshirt, and with his head slightly lowered, only his superior jawline could be seen.

A man wearing a hoodie with the hood up, one hand in his pocket, picked up the rose on the table with the other, and casually stepped out of the small house.

His eyes were immediately drawn to rows of weapons outside the door, pointed directly at his face.

It was another dark, gaping gun muzzle.

Really...

It's unpleasant.

Night Cry tapped the thin sheet lightly with his hand in his pocket. Ten meters away from the hut, the hut exploded behind him.

"boom--"

Flames soared into the sky, and his figure seemed to be swallowed up, yet he never showed any fear throughout.

He slowly raised his head amidst the billowing smoke, revealing a handsome and clean-cut face.

"Let her come to see me, and I'll go with you."

Before him stood rows of new weapons, but he showed no fear whatsoever, and even his heartbeat remained steady.

Because he clearly understood that the benefits he brought while he was alive far outweighed everything else.

More importantly, he was able to leave here safely.

"Who do you want to see?" The shopkeeper was still wearing his usual clothes, but his demeanor was completely different from before.

They've changed their names and surnames for so long, waiting for this terrifying man who roams the world.

Ye Ti glanced at the shop owner who had stepped out from across the street.

"Duan Lingwu".

His words fell silent, but no one answered.

The same dark gun muzzles and rows of weapons were still pointed at Night Cry.

It seemed that just one bullet would have been enough to end the life of this heinous murderer.

But everyone knows clearly that it's not that easy.

"I want to see her," Night Cry patiently repeated.

In the solemn atmosphere, the second-floor window of a small house was pushed open, revealing a gentle yet radiant woman's face.

The morning mist, accompanied by a few inches of golden light falling from the sky, made her look beautiful and otherworldly.

She leaned against the window, only her upper body visible. A few strands of her slightly curled black hair peeked out from the window, and her already fair face, accentuated by her red lips, looked like a peerless gem.

She lowered her head, gently inhaled the scent of a warm orange rose, then smiled, her lips radiating boundless charm.

Then she broke off a rose, and the petals fluttered down like warm orange butterflies in the next instant.

The woman still wore a faint smile, yet it was impossible to ignore the sense of crisis within it; her eyes were gentle, seemingly concealing endless mystery.

"I brought the token."

“Mr. Night Cry, we… meet again.”

She was far away and didn't make a sound, but Ye Ti, just like last night, understood what she was saying.

He recalled the two sentences he had left behind the night before—

"I will come back to find you again."

"Let's use this as a token."

He watched the orange petals fall from the sky, a slight smile playing on his lips.

She took the initiative once again.