Chuanliu touched his nose and mimicked him, putting his hands in his pockets. "I thought Brother Qian Liu didn't like to explain things clearly. Why are you being so open and honest now?"

She had asked Qian Chuan about the "little devil" before, and all she got in return was the answer, "He can't threaten you."

Now I hear this name again, but only from someone else.

Moreover, it is quite clear that before everything broke out four years ago, the little devil played a key role in the four suits.

Such a person, a long-time resident of Paradise Island, should have heard of him.

Not to mention the money stick, the owner of a Yorozuya (Odd Jobs Shop)?

Qian Chuan knew Chuan Liu was suspicious. He lazily kicked at the pebbles under his feet and said, "You heard it too. The 'little devil' that Zhuge Wu mentioned is a resident who has existed for four years, or even longer. If he disappeared four years ago, how would I, someone who has only been on the island for two years, know him?"

The seemingly flawless explanation actually contains many loopholes.

Chuanliu scoffed, "Are you saying that our Paradise Island's biggest general store only knows about the past two years and nothing after that?"

Qian Chuan kicked the pebble far away, then steadied himself and said, "I didn't say that."

Chuanliu snorted lightly, "I know you don't want to talk about it, and I won't force you. But I won't hide it from you either; you've seen it, I'm investigating this matter."

Qian Chuan ran a few steps forward, caught up with the rolling pebble, and then kicked it again. "If you can find out the truth, I can tell you what I know."

If you guess right, I'll tell you?

What kind of bizarre logic is this?

Chuanliu rolled his eyes and followed in his footsteps, "Don't let me find out that you're the brat in the end."

Qian Chuan chuckled and continued kicking his pebbles. "What? If I really were you, would you kill me to silence me?"

She beat Qian Chuan to it, caught the pebble with one foot, and kicked it into the bushes along the road.

Then, with a smile in her eyes, she looked at him as if joking, and said, "Take him to the judicial authorities and hand him over to the people for trial."

The two locked eyes until Qian Chuan burst out laughing, "Good, good, Paradise Island has its own island judge now."

As they chatted, they unknowingly arrived at the place where Susan and Sun Qianfan were resting.

Susan spotted Qian Chuan and Chuan Liu in the distance at a glance. She nodded to Sun Qianfan and went with him to greet them.

Qian Chuan stepped forward and asked, "How's the battlefield cleanup mission assigned by General Manager Huang going? You still need to deal with that mess in the red-light district as soon as possible."

Susan smiled gently and replied, "Don't worry, it's almost done. We were able to finish so quickly this time thanks to the help of the thugs."

Sun Qianfan joked from the side, "Sister Susan paid a hefty price, so the brothers in the thug gang wouldn't slack off because of the money. But then again, it's also because Sister Susan has a lot of influence, otherwise our thug gang would just be cleaning here, which would really make us a laughing stock."

Upon hearing this, Susan couldn't help but smile. She gently patted Sun Qianfan's shoulder and said, "Boss Sun, stop being so cheeky. I'm very grateful for all the hard work you've done these past few days."

Since resolving the major concern of Jiulong, Susan's mood has indeed improved considerably. Although there is still much follow-up work to be done, her furrowed brows have gradually relaxed, and a relaxed smile has returned to her face.

She turned to look at Chuanliu, her tone surprised, "However, I didn't expect you to bring someone from 'The Ten of Spades'."

Chuanliu shook his head and said, "I know that you and Jiulong both have cooperation with Spade City. I'm worried that something might happen if a war breaks out, so I called Brother Fangming to ask for his help."

Sun Qianfan agreed, "That day in the gang, I suddenly heard that Miss Chuanliu was visiting, and I didn't believe it. But it turned out that she really came to remind me that Jiulong had contacted Zhuge Tang. If it weren't for Miss Chuanliu, we wouldn't have been able to develop tactics in advance to counter Zhuge Tang's fighting style, and we wouldn't have been able to withstand Zhuge Tang's sneak attacks."

Sensing the man's gratitude, Chuanliu smiled at him.

Chuanliu cleared his throat and continued to Susan, "Actually, I came here today to ask for payment."

Chuanliu raised an eyebrow at the latter, extending a palm in front of her. "As I said before, I'll act as an undercover agent for you within Jiulong's organization, passing on information to you. Now that Jiulong is dead, shouldn't we settle the accounts?"

Seeing Chuanliu's greedy look, Susan patted her hand with a wry smile, "You little fox, I really admire you. I'll transfer the money to you right now."

Although the course of events was somewhat strange, Susan did indeed survive thanks to Chuanliu's actions, and he also eliminated her biggest threat.

"A sincere offer of 90,000 yuan."

Chuan revealed a triumphant smile.

Storage card balance: 348,150.

Identity card:

One "10 of Diamonds";

Fragments of "Plum Blossom 2";

One "WD Special Edition" card.

The battle between the "9" and "10" in the City of Hearts has come to an end. Susan seems to be the biggest winner, but in reality, it is the hacker, Jihu, who appeared out of nowhere.

Whether it was Susan, Extreme Fox, or other residents of the City of Hearts involved in this matter, they were all caught up in endless busyness.

The city of red peaches, especially its red-light district industry, will need some time to return to normal operations.

A few days later, in the city of plum blossoms.

The sun relentlessly poured down on the outskirts of Meihua City, the midday sun scorching the earth like a raging fire.

This area, usually a paradise for ghouls to roam at night, is now hidden even by the scorching sun.

Of course, pedestrians wouldn't be here at this time.

The desert is desolate, with endless yellow sand, as if time itself has slowed down here.

However, in this vast desert, a car suddenly stopped, standing silently like an isolated island in the desert.

The car seemed to appear out of thin air, without stirring up any dust, and the wind smoothed out the tire tracks it left behind.

After a while, another car slowly drove up the slope in the distance.

It seemed to have a clear direction, and drove towards the black sedan without hesitation, finally stopping steadily next to it.

With the sound of a car door opening slightly, the driver of the second car got out and carefully opened the back door.

Two men walked out one after the other and headed towards the black car.

The driver of the black sedan also got out of the car when he saw the two of them.

He respectfully closed the car doors for the two men, and then walked about a hundred meters away from the second car driver.

The driver of the black sedan took out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to the other driver, "Want one?"

The latter looked longingly at the pack of cigarettes, but still shook his head and said, "I've quit."

The driver of the black sedan didn't stand on ceremony; he simply took the pack of cigarettes and asked, "Why did you quit?"

The latter sighed, "I can't compare to you. Working under 'K' meant I didn't have money for cigarettes, so I had to quit."