"You sent me here alone, so I have to be prepared for the worst. These things can be weapons if necessary," Mo Jing said without any attempt to hide her intentions, knowing that the other party would definitely confiscate her belongings anyway.

"Where are the documents?"

"Don't you think I should check on the hostages' safety first?" Mo Jing raised an eyebrow at her, showing no fear whatsoever.

The woman chuckled twice, then took out a black cloth from behind her and blindfolded Mo Jing. Just as Mo Jing thought they were afraid she would know the road conditions, she felt a sharp pain in her shin and then lost consciousness.

What Mo Jing didn't know was that after their car drove for a while, it stopped, and they were transferred to a helicopter.

...

Ling Moyuan sat alone in the spacious living room. This residence was just bought by Ling Moyuan and his family, and they hadn't had time to buy anything to decorate it yet. The living room itself didn't have much furniture, and everything was clear at a glance.

Ling Moyuan sat calmly on the sofa reading a book. It was a management book that Mo Jing had bought before, and he was reading it whenever he had free time.

The camera watched his every move without moving.

The video call continued. Perhaps feeling a bit sore in his neck, Ling Moyuan looked up and twisted his neck a couple of times. Looking at the video where all he could see was a white wall, he said softly, "It's too noisy on your end. It's disturbing my reading."

The two people on the other end of the video, who had been monitoring the scene, stared at each other in a daze, out of Ling Moyuan's sight.

Noisy? Where is it noisy? They didn't make a sound at all.

Despite this, they remained silent. They had been strictly instructed not to speak a word to this man, as his tracking abilities were too remarkable. His nose was more sensitive than a dog's, capable of tracing criminals thousands of miles away through the slightest clue.

Ling Moyuan lowered his head back to his book, a cold smile playing on his lips. Wasn't it noisy? It was very noisy, for he could hear the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, though very softly.

...

Mo Jing had already heard Ling Moyuan analyze the situation. The people he sent to protect Zhong Yuanjie were all retired special forces soldiers, highly skilled, and ordinary people could not possibly defeat them.

The one who could kill them must be extraordinary.

However, Feng Tianxiang simply didn't have such connections. Over the years, he had been so focused on acquiring the Bai family's assets that he had no opportunity to make friends with such people. So, it must be that he was cooperating with someone else.

She lost track of time; the surroundings were cool and shady, carrying the salty scent of the sea. Mo Jing was awakened by the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

The blindfold had been removed, and Mo Jing twisted her neck to look around! After her initial surprise, she actually laughed—a cold, sarcastic laugh.

She never imagined that she would see this familiar yet unfamiliar place again in her lifetime.

This is the very place where Shen Xiangming killed Bai Sihang in her previous life. More than a year later, with a different person and a different identity, she has actually returned here. Is this some kind of twist of fate?

There was a surveillance camera in the corner, which occasionally flashed its light.

Both hands and feet were tied to a chair made of stainless steel, which was very heavy.

Perhaps learning from her previous experience, all of Mo Jing's jewelry, including rings, earrings, and necklaces, were removed. She was quite careful.

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