During the conversation between Chuanliu and Qianchuan, the girl automatically omitted the information that Jiulong was looking for Zhuiming to assassinate Susan.
If Qian Chuan knew about Jiu Long's plan, he would likely inform Susan to relocate Lao Feng and increase patrols. This would not benefit Chuan Liu at all.
After chatting with Qian Chuan for a while longer, Chuanliu saw Qian Chuan out the door.
Once she was sure Qian Chuan had returned to the room, she pulled open the curtains.
Sure enough, the man was still standing outside the window.
Zhuiming looked at the girl with a teasing expression, "Brother Qian Liu seems very worried about you. Why didn't you tell him about us?"
The way they're talking makes it sound like they're a couple having an affair and being caught cheating.
Chuanliu yawned and collapsed back onto the bed. "You want to say it? Then go and say it. Turn left when you go out."
Zhuiming shook his head and smiled helplessly, then resumed his serious expression. "However, it sounds like my mission is a bit difficult... I should have asked him for more."
"Can you please stop being so proud of this eavesdropping behavior? You're being far too blatant in your eavesdropping."
"How will you know if our alliance is strong if you don't listen? What if you betray me? Who can I complain to? But it seems you treat me better than you treat Brother Qian Liu."
Why do you keep bringing him up? Do you... need me to help you make the connection?
What bridge are we building?
"A marriage destined from afar is tied by a single thread."
"You... really are a bit slow. If I'm interested in someone, it's only in you."
"..."
Chuanliu slowly closed his eyes and leisurely changed the subject, "If you want to carry out your mission quietly, there are two ways."
"Either you can be alone with Susan. But given the current situation, and how wary she is, it's unlikely you can get close to her alone anytime soon. Or, I can help you get the others out of the way."
"Then I'll have to trouble you, boss."
Zhuiming made a bowing gesture, then, as if remembering something, continued, "However, there's one more thing I need your help with. Those guards are keeping a close eye on me, so I need you to get me some things in."
"Your assassination tools?"
Chuanliu closed her eyes and said, her drowsiness had already swept over her whole body, and she seemed to be about to fall asleep at any moment.
Zhuiming raised an eyebrow and, following the direction of the girl's finger, saw the dagger that Chuanliu always carried with him, which was placed on the table.
"You knew I'd come asking you for weapons?"
Zhui Ming's tone was tinged with surprise, "Aren't you afraid that if I fail, Susan will find you by following this knife?"
Chuanliu lazily opened her eyes, then closed them again. She waved to the man, already vaguely seeing the figure of the Duke of Zhou in her dreams.
Seeing that the girl herself didn't care, Zhuiming stopped worrying and jumped out of the window. Before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the window and curtains for Chuanliu.
It wasn't that Chuanliu didn't care, but rather that she didn't need to. She chose this dagger in the first place because it was an ordinary dagger.
There are no patterns, no totems, and no special craftsmanship.
Only the most ordinary things can move invisibly.
Only a fool would leave his personal mark on his assassination weapon, right?
Chuanliu had spent too much time talking that night, constantly attending to different customers. The girl drifted off to sleep.
Nothing was said that night.
The next day, Susan, who hadn't been back to the Red Peach Casino for a long time, was called away to handle some business; Qian Chuan and Wang Shuo also went to the Red Peach Casino; seeing that Susan wasn't there, Zhui Ming had also disappeared.
For a time, apart from Susan's servants, only Chuanliu remained in Susan's house.
Chuanliu pretended to stroll around the courtyard, secretly observing the layout of the entire mansion.
Susan's mansion has a relatively simple layout, mainly radiating outwards from Susan's residence, forming an overall square shape.
The vast expanse of flowers, bathed in sunlight, appeared even more vibrant and beautiful, adding a touch of opulence to the entire estate.
Because Susan left a large area for the flowerbeds, most of the area was completely exposed, leaving almost no place to hide except inside the house.
It doesn't seem like a suitable place for Tibetans at all.
If Lao Feng were to go out for a walk, he would likely be noticed by many people.
Besides, Lao Feng had previously said that someone wanted to take him away because they thought his living conditions were too poor. Where did they put all that furniture they packed up, including that rocking chair?
With so many things, it's impossible to move them all over without leaving a trace.
Could this all be a smokescreen by Susan, and that she actually intends to imprison Lao Feng?
The flow of people circled the entire mansion before finally fixing its gaze on the very center of the courtyard—Susan's detached villa, which was the largest, most luxurious, and most heavily guarded.
If there's one place most suitable for Tibetans, it would be Susan's residence.
Chuanliu made up his mind, strolled around, looked left and right, and walked towards the center.
As she ascended the first step of the villa, she was stopped by the guards standing on either side of the gate.
A dozen or so guards rushed forward and surrounded Chuanliu.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Chuanliu, we cannot let you in without permission from our superiors."
One of them said, awkwardly blocking the flow of people, without any intention of moving aside.
Chuanliu knew she couldn't just barge in, or she'd alert the enemy. She nodded, feigning ignorance, and said with an awkward smile, "Oh, is Susan not here? I'm here to see her."
The guard shook his head. "Our superior is not here. I have noted your request and will inform you when she returns."
The girl nodded and left under the watchful eyes of the guards.
But she found a spot with a good view and sat down, seemingly leisurely eating and drinking, while silently observing Susan's residence.
That's a bit tricky.
Susan's villa had a guard every five meters, and the guards changed shifts every four hours. Although they were not as physically strong as the teams in Spade City, they were organized and disciplined, which was enough to show the manager's ability.
It seems that the only way to get into Susan's place is when Zhui Ming can spend time alone with her later.
When will we have to wait?
Chuanliu frowned. He was so close to the truth, yet so far away.
After observing for a while, Chuanliu left Susan's villa and carefully surveyed the estate, which belonged exclusively to the official residents of Red Peach City.
When she returned to her lodgings, it was already sunset.
Susan was leaning against Zhui Ming's chest. The two lay under a vine-covered flower trellis, and the sounds of laughter and playfulness could be heard from time to time.
Qian Chuan sat to one side, surrounded by two rows of guards who stood motionless.
The scene is romantic with a touch of humor.
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