Jiang Qiao took it and looked at it with a distressed expression. "I don't recognize this place. I'm not a local. My grandma brought me here, but she's not feeling well today, so I had to come by myself. Tell me, where am I supposed to find this place?"

He didn't say the next sentence, but his eyes were definitely accusing.

The woman paused for a moment, then said, "Your grandma isn't here? How about this, you wait a bit while I go change my clothes, and I'll take you there."

As the woman went inside, Jiang Qiao sized up the man from the side. In fact, the man was also secretly sizing her up. When he saw her looking at him, he quickly lowered his head.

The proprietress came out quite quickly.

"Master, I'll take the young comrade there and be back in a bit."

Jiang Qiao went out with the woman, and the people guarding outside became anxious. What was going on? Where was this woman taking Jiang Qiao?

Ning Hao gave a wink to the people around him, and a man and a woman followed Jiang Qiao and the others at a leisurely pace, like a couple.

The woman's coquettish voice came from behind, which even gave Jiang Qiao goosebumps. Where did Song Shutian find this weirdo? Does he have to be so into this act? Can't he just say what he wants to say?

The proprietress frowned slightly. "This is truly indecent. Young people these days are really open-minded."

Jiang Qiao nodded in agreement, "That's right. If the neighbors saw this, would we still have the face to go out?"

The woman suddenly stopped. "Wait a moment, I'm going to buy something."

Jiang Qiao pouted, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry. My grandma is sick, and I have to go back to take care of her."

Jiang Qiao understood perfectly well what the woman wanted to buy; she was just worried about being followed. Ning Hao and the others walked past Jiang Qiao, while the two of them continued on their own. After buying two steamed buns, the proprietress looked around and, finding nothing amiss, led Jiang Qiao onward. They made several turns; if someone didn't know the way, they might have gotten completely lost.

Jiang Qiao was actually a bit confused, but luckily she was quick-witted. If it were an ordinary person, they would have really been led astray by this woman.

After all that wandering, in Jiang Qiao's opinion, they finally ended up on the right road, in one of those narrow alleyways with only one street. Those enemy agents wouldn't dare to live there, since they wouldn't even have another way to escape. What would they do if they were blocked?

They preferred to choose places where it was dark and secluded, making it easier to contact each other and escape, and of course, to communicate messages.

To put it bluntly, the right path was just the same one we had taken before, but this woman had led her as if she were in a maze.

"Auntie, are we there yet? It's so far! If I don't come with you, how am I supposed to find my way home?"

"Almost there, almost there, we'll be there soon."

Jiang Qiao was also wondering where Ning Hao had gone. Could he have just left like that? He should at least have someone to keep him company.

However, Jiang Qiao was happy when she saw the street cleaner sweeping the road.

This guy changes clothes pretty quickly, but the question is, how did they know about this place?

However, she didn't have time to think about it anymore. The woman led Jiang Qiao to the door of a house and began to knock.

"The door's unlocked, come in."

Hearing the sounds from inside, Boss Ning pushed open the door. "Go in, I'll wait for you at the door. Come out quickly after you've taken your things."

Jiang Qiao looked at the woman in surprise. "Auntie, aren't you going in?"

The woman shook her head. "That old lady loves to chat with people. I don't have time to keep her company. I have a lot of chores to do at home. I'll wait for you here."

After saying that, she pushed Jiang Qiao inside, closed the door, and stood outside the gate.

Jiang Qiao cursed inwardly and started walking inside, but after a few steps, she stopped.

"Is anyone there? I'm here to get something."

"Come in."

Jiang Qiao took a few steps and reached the doorway, where she stopped. After walking those few steps, she knew in her heart that although she wasn't afraid of death, dying at the hands of these people without knowing why would be a huge loss for her. How could she not understand what kind of methods these people used?

"Excuse me, please deliver it, I have asthma—"

Before she could finish speaking, a person walked out from inside, and the thing he was holding was so bright that Jiang Qiao was speechless.

"Jiang Qiao, we meet again. To be honest, I've really missed you. Come in and let's talk."

Jiang Qiao was startled and took two steps back, her face filled with terror. "What do you want to do? I'm going to call for help."

Song Yuzhu stared at Jiang Qiao and sneered, "If you're not afraid of death, go ahead and shout. If you shout, I'll still fire. But I have my own way of escaping. Little girl, why don't you try and see who's faster? Put your hands up—"

Jiang Qiao was acting normally until she raised her head, then tilted her head and gave a strange smile.

Song Yuzhu couldn't figure out what was going on with Jiang Qiao in front of her.

"Stop playing tricks on me, come inside—"

"Song Yuzhu, if I don't move, what can you do to me? Why don't you try firing now and see if this gun you haven't fired in a long time is any good?"

Song Yuzhu snorted coldly, "I clean my gun every day, don't try to fool me, are you going in or not?"

Jiang Qiao plopped down on the ground. "I'm not going in. Shoot me. I'm going to die sooner or later anyway."

Song Yuzhu was stunned by Jiang Qiao's shameless behavior. She never expected Jiang Qiao to do this.

As far as she knew, all the colleagues who had come into contact with Jiang Qiao had been in trouble. What was wrong with this girl today? She was different from the Jiang Qiao she used to know.

"Are you Jiang Qiao?"

It's no wonder Song Yuzhu asked that question. Jiang Qiao looked quite different last time she saw her, and she strongly suspected that someone was behind it all.

Jiang Qiao clicked her tongue twice. "Song Yuzhu, don't you recognize me? Are you blind? What's the point of your eyes? To breathe? A secret agent, my foot! With your looks, you should just go home and farm."

Song Yuzhu was too lazy to argue with Jiang Qiao, so she stepped forward to pull Jiang Qiao up. But in that short, almost instantaneous moment, Jiang Qiao managed to turn the tables.

Because when she raised her leg, she directly hit Song Yuzhu's hand holding the gun, and the gun fell to the ground.

Song Yuzhu tried to snatch it back, but Jiang Qiao didn't give her a chance at all. The two of them got into a fight, and by the time Song Yuzhu went to look for it, it was already out of sight.

Jiang Qiao, who was pressing down on Song Yuzhu, was pointing a gun at her head.

He looked at the other person with a smile and said, "You're looking for this? Sorry, it's in my hands."

Song Yuzhu wanted to grab it again. Jiang Qiao's skills were indeed beyond her expectations, but she had also trained for so many years. She didn't believe that a little girl could have her physical strength. After all, she had done manual labor in the Wen family for so many years, which was better than a child.