In the next two days, Jian Ci focused all his attention on catching the traitor.
After all, this was what she had wanted to do since the first day she recovered from her illness in Yuncheng.
So on the appointed day, she decisively left work on time and drove there.
The location is a remote place in the suburbs of Kyoto.
Jian Ci followed the navigation and made a long circle, and finally arrived at around nine o'clock.
She changed her clothes in the car first, wearing only a simple black T-shirt and trousers, put on a mask and a hat, and then entered the venue with the ticket she had prepared in advance.
As soon as I entered the door, I was hit by a deafening noise.
I saw two men fighting freely in the boxing ring, while the men in the audience were shouting enthusiastically.
There were also women dressed in extremely bold and cool clothes, walking through the crowd with various beers in their hands.
The whole scene immediately ignited the passion of the audience as soon as they entered.
Jian Ci adjusted the brim of her hat and walked inside.
According to the seat on the ticket, she was in the VIP box on the second floor.
In the dim and noisy environment, she went straight to the box on the second floor.
Compared to the casual and simple rooms on the first floor, the environment inside the private rooms on the second floor is quite good. The huge one-way glass allows you to watch the game, and most importantly, it is very private.
The people below couldn't see what was going on inside at all.
After a while, someone brought up various beers and food.
Jian Ci sat quietly in the box and watched the game.
This kind of boxing match is a life-and-death agreement. It will not stop at a certain point, but will be fought with all one's strength, so it is particularly exciting.
The ferocious punches hitting flesh and the muffled sounds of flesh and bones colliding made everyone present extremely excited.
Only Jian Ci, who was sitting in the box, had a cold expression on her face, without any ripple on her expression.
After about two rounds of competition, there was a sudden knock on the box door.
“Knock knock knock—”
The next second a man flashed in from outside.
He stood at the door, staring at Jian Ci's profile vigilantly.
It’s a pity that the opponent was wrapped too tightly, and the lighting in the underground boxing ring was dim, so his face could not be seen at all.
Just when I didn't know how to start probing, I heard Jian Ci suddenly say in a low voice, "Where are the things?"
The man didn't expect Jian Ci to be so straightforward, so he didn't try to hide it. "The things are easy to talk about. Did you bring the money?"
Jian Ci sat there calmly and said, "If you have things, you have money."
The man thought for a moment, then took out a small wooden box from his backpack and handed it over. "This is a replica, take a look first."
Jian Ci opened the wooden box, and in her drowsy state, she saw a cold metal machine lying inside.
"Would you like to introduce yourself?" she asked in a cold tone.
The man stood there, a look of alertness on his face. "This was designed by JC himself. This version is more sensitive and smoother than the previous mechanism, and the firing speed is also 0.3 seconds faster than before. It's definitely not something other mechanical designers can match."
After listening to his introduction, Jian Ci couldn't help but chuckle, "Is it really that good?"
The man being questioned frowned. "JC has always been a benchmark figure in the industry. Her design drafts are extremely valuable, and this one is considered her final work. Besides me, no one else in the world has this draft."
"Oh?" Jian Ci took the replica in her hand and played with it nonchalantly. "How do you know this is her final work?"
"This has nothing to do with you." The man saw her casual look and felt that she was not sincere, so he frowned and said, "If you think it's good, we can talk about it. If you don't think it's good, forget it."
As he said that, he put the things back into the box and prepared to leave.
In the end, Jian Ci reached out and pushed him back onto the table, "Who said it's not possible?"
After hearing this, the man knew that the other party had taken a fancy to her, and immediately said, "Not a penny less."
Seeing his desperate look, Jian Ci patted the wooden box and said, "No problem, but you are wrong about one thing. Besides you, there is another person who has this original manuscript."
"Impossible! I stole this manuscript..." The man stopped talking mid-sentence, his expression becoming unnatural. After a few seconds, he said, "Anyway, no one else can have it!"
Jian Ci: “I do.”
The man was stunned for a moment, then said unhappily, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you possibly have the original manuscript?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Ci slowly raised his head and took off his mask.
Under the flickering neon lights, an exquisite and familiar face suddenly appeared in front of the man.
"Zhou Zihong, long time no see."
Following these words, the man in front of him couldn't help but widen his eyes and his face turned pale.
“You…you…?!”
He subconsciously stepped back, looking at the person in front of him in disbelief.
Jian Ci still sat there calmly, her red lips curled up into a cold smile, "After two years, I finally found you."
Zhou Zihong was so frightened by these words that he almost fell to his knees.
But reason told him that if he didn't run now, he would never be able to escape in his lifetime.
So he mustered up his courage, turned around and ran out of the box door.
But just as he ran to the door and grasped the door handle, he heard a "whoosh" and a fruit knife flew through the air, just brushed past his ear, and finally got stuck in the door.
Zhou Zihong, his whole body stiff, looked at the fruit knife in disbelief, the handle of which was still shaking violently. His legs went completely limp and he collapsed to the ground.
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