Chuanliu immediately opened the list of Cube City roster that Qianchuan had once given her.
"Square 6" Money String: 27 years old, 2 years since arriving on the island; Occupation: Broker.
Apart from that, there is no other information.
In retrospect, Qian Chuan's protection of his personal information has only increased suspicion against him.
She had known Qian Chuan since she arrived on the island, but seemed to lack the necessary understanding of him.
Has he always been the "6 of Diamonds"? Or did it take him two years to get to this position?
And what was the major event that happened on Paradise Island two years ago that he mentioned? Is it related to the "Joker" he's looking for?
But at this moment, Chuanliu didn't want to think too much, and instead dialed the WD Investigation Bureau's number.
5-6-5-3-7.
After the process was completed, the phone rang.
On the other end of the phone, it was still that familiar voice, "Traveling across mountains and rivers to find old traces."
River flows: "Fragrant grasses on the cliff reflect the setting sun."
WD Investigation Bureau: "Ms. Kawakuri, it's a pleasure to hear your voice again."
Chuanliu didn't waste any words with him and said directly, "A 'Six of Diamonds' money string."
The WD Investigation Bureau also realized what was happening and replied, "Okay, we will verify it. However, to save time for both of us, I will call you back in 24 hours to inform you of the results. If he is the person we are looking for, we will send a ship to pick you up within 48 hours."
Then, Chuanliu hung up the phone.
So all she needs to do next is wait.
Time passed slowly, and for someone waiting for the outcome, each day felt like an eternity.
Chuanliu sat quietly in the room, occasionally flipping through books. Even when Wu Fangming or Zhuiming came to call her, she did not leave the room.
As night fell, a sharp arrow pierced through the glass from the terrace and embedded itself in the wall.
Chuanliu immediately became alert, her heart pounding like a drum in her ears, but her eyes remained unusually calm.
She crouched down, carefully moving her body to ensure it wasn't exposed; then she used the only easily movable chair as cover.
As she opened the door to the room, a gust of cold wind rushed in, accompanied by the sound of arrows whistling past.
Through the crack in the door, she could clearly see the arrows outside streaking across the night sky like meteors, drawing silver trails in the air before striking the wall with a piercing metallic clang.
At the same time, several whistling sounds of arrows came from downstairs.
Everyone in the villa perked up.
Wu Fangming had already taken cover behind the wall, quickly surveying the situation inside the villa before shouting, "Attack! Find cover!"
With his shouts, Xiong Ajiao and Zhang rushed out from various rooms.
Xiong Ajiao crawled on the ground and around the corner to Wu Fangming's side; while Zhang hid behind the sofa, his face turning gloomy.
Under the cover of night, arrows rained down on the villa's windows like a torrential downpour. Each impact was accompanied by a piercing shattering sound, sending shards of glass flying like fireworks in the darkness. The arrows, carrying a sharp whistling sound, pierced through the wreckage of the windows, relentlessly striking the interior of the villa, leaving deep marks in their wake.
After piercing the windows, the arrows continued their relentless flight through the air, mercilessly pounding into the villa's interior, riddling the walls, furniture, and other objects with holes. The walls were covered in deep arrow marks; some arrows even pierced through the walls, revealing their sharp arrowheads. Sofas, chairs, and other furniture, struck by the arrows, were instantly mangled beyond recognition: fabrics torn, wood split open, exposing the wood chips and metal frames beneath.
"It's him! It must be him!"
Xiong Ajiao shouted loudly, her legs trembling, and kept saying.
Everyone knows that the "he" Xiong Ajiao was referring to was Hou Yifan.
Clearly, Hou Yifan has come to cause them trouble again.
Moreover, this time, Hou Yifan was determined to kill them.
Zhuiming looked at the arrow feathers on the wall and calmly analyzed, "This weapon... belongs to the Zhuge Hall of Spade City."
"We need to locate the attackers as soon as possible."
Chuanliu calmly said, "The enemy has ranged weapons. At this intensity, we'll be wounded sooner or later."
“I have already sent a few brothers there.”
Wu Fangming replied, "Everyone, be careful. Judging from the other side's numbers, there seem to be quite a few of them."
Then, the five people inside the villa used the furniture and decorations to build a makeshift shelter to ensure they wouldn't be hit by arrows.
After a while, the arrows slowed down and their density gradually decreased.
The group hid for a while longer, until they were sure the attack had stopped.
At this moment, one of Wu Fangming's brothers stumbled back, covered in blood, clearly having suffered a severe injury in the sudden incident.
“Boss…” he began with difficulty, his voice trembling and weak, “Our brothers… all… all died from being shot. The enemy’s weapons had such a long range, we never expected such an attack, we were caught completely off guard.”
Before he could finish speaking, he ran out of strength, swayed a few times, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Wu Fangming rushed forward, helped the injured brother up, and settled him on his bed.
Then, the group arrived at the gate and witnessed the tragic state of the gatekeepers.
The scene at the entrance was shocking.
The two brothers who were originally guarding the gate had fallen into a pool of blood, riddled with arrows, as if they had been pierced by sieves.
Blood gushed from their bodies, pooling on the ground and forming a glaring red stain.
Despite their severe injuries, they used their last bit of strength to support themselves and stand guard at the entrance to the gate, as if they were protecting the safety of the villa with their own lives.
Wu Fangming felt a pang of grief, having lost another comrade-in-arms, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart.
He lowered his gaze and asked Zhuiming, "Brother Zhuiming, what is this Zhuge Hall you just mentioned?"
Zhui Ming replied: "Zhuge Wen, the '6 of Spades,' and Zhuge Wu, the '7 of Spades,' co-founded the Zhuge Hall. The Zhuge Hall doesn't have many members, and their strength isn't particularly high, but their symbol is their weapon—the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow."
However, hiring them would cost several times more than hiring Sun Qianfan's henchmen, indicating that the person who hired them is determined to kill everyone here.
"Hou Yifan!"
A murderous intent flashed in Wu Fangming's eyes.
Hou Yifan went so far as to buy Zhuge Hall and try to wipe it out for a fabricated reason!
He was silent for a moment, then said to everyone, "They can mess with me, but they can't harm my brothers! I'm going to Plum Blossom City tomorrow to have a good talk with Hou Yifan!"
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