After waiting until Wang Shuo was out of sight and looking around to make sure no one was there, Xiao Yao finally spoke, "Chuan, Chuanliu..."
He only said a name and didn't continue, seemingly hesitating about whether to say more.
How to make a die always roll a 6? This was a cheating technique that Chuanliu had taught him at the "Drunken Bar." The method was simple: just grind one corner into a curve so that the center of gravity of the die would always be biased towards the 6.
Conversely, this method can also be used to prevent the die from ever rolling a 6.
There doesn't need to be much wear and tear, just a tiny bit—a tiny bit that's invisible to the naked eye.
Xiao Yao had thought of this yesterday when Cao He threw the suspected problematic die, until Cao He was poisoned.
But what Xiaoyao couldn't understand was why he and Chuanliu had both come into contact with the die, yet they were both fine.
After a long while, Chuanliu slowed down, and Xiaoyao stopped as well.
Chuanliu spoke first, saying, "It's okay, ask me whatever you have questions."
Xiao Yao took a deep breath and mustered her courage to ask, "President Cao... is it...?"
He was only halfway through his sentence when he saw Chuanliu's clear eyes staring intently at him.
The former asked in a calm voice, "Don't you think so?"
Xiaoyao lowered her eyes. Now that things have come to this, what difference does it make whether it is true or not?
Looking at the girl in front of him, he seemed less fixated on the truth.
“I understand,” the boy said.
He reached out his clenched hand and placed the item in the girl's hand. "I'm fine now, I'm leaving."
Chuanliu took it, smiled at him, and said, "Remember to wash your hands."
The boy nodded and jogged away.
Chuanliu was left staring at what he held in his hand—a die, a die that seemed no different from any other die.
From the very beginning, she sent Jihu to find Caohe, while she went to find Xiaoyao and Susan. Her purpose was not to arouse vigilance, strengthen security, or form some kind of boundless cooperative alliance.
Her goal was to lure Cao He out.
Cao He only cares about "fame" and "profit". Once he shows up, everything that follows will be much simpler.
When you have something you care about, you have a weakness, and you become easy to be manipulated.
That's how Cao He died.
Chuanliu tossed the dice into the air and caught them steadily.
Then, the dice were thrown into the pond and disappeared without a trace.
Her steps became much lighter, without the slightest pause, and she arrived discreetly at Cao He's residence in the Red Peach Manor.
Cao He's mansion is now in complete chaos, with no one in charge and the huge mansion has lost its former order.
Only Cao He's few loyal subordinates stood guard at the gate, vigilantly watching those coming and going to prevent anyone from taking any valuable items from the mansion.
Fortunately, Cao He's mansion was large enough, with numerous courtyards and corridors intersecting within, making it impossible for the existing servants to cover every corner. Many blind spots were hidden between the courtyards, providing opportunities for infiltration.
Chuanliu skillfully maneuvered around the blind spots, avoiding the patrolling men, and silently moved through the shadows outside the mansion. She found a secluded corner, next to a fence at the edge of the mansion.
With a nimble running start, the girl leaped lightly into the air, gripped the railing tightly with both hands, and then flipped over, successfully vaulting into the mansion.
The whole process was clean and efficient, without attracting anyone's attention.
Upon entering the mansion, Chuanliu remained vigilant, keeping her head slightly lowered to avoid eye contact, but her eyes were constantly alert to the surrounding movements.
Upon entering the mansion, a scene of chaos greeted the eye. Furniture was overturned, and shards of porcelain were scattered all over the floor; the once exquisite furnishings were now a mess.
Some of the servants in the mansion were acting furtively, with something tucked into their clothes, seemingly trying to take something valuable with them in the chaos; others gathered in small groups, squatting in corners and whispering about their fate after Cao He's death.
The guards tried their best to maintain order, but they were clearly struggling. They moved through the crowd, shouting at those who tried to cause trouble, but to little avail.
In the heart of the mansion, Cao He's core subordinates were urgently discussing countermeasures to prevent the entire mansion from descending into uncontrollable chaos.
Upon entering the mansion, Chuanliu mingled among several maids serving Cao He, his composed demeanor easily fooling the distracted guards.
After passing through a series of corridors, Chuanliu arrived at Caohe's office.
This place wasn't particularly valuable to the ordinary servants. Since Cao He was dead, no one came here to loot the treasure, so the office remained relatively clean and tidy.
She gently turned the handle and pushed the door open without anyone noticing, slipping inside silently like a gentle breeze.
The occasional sound of patrolling footsteps outside kept Chuanliu on her toes. She remained highly vigilant, taking each step carefully, afraid of making any noise.
She looked around, searching for the information she wanted to know.
Cao He was a witness to the events that began four years ago and played a key role in the multi-city war.
It was he who initiated the "9" and "10" debate, which allowed him to climb to his current position step by step, causing such a big change in the City of Hearts and causing Paradise Island to experience the "disaster" two years ago.
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