When Fu Sang woke up, he found that Qiao Yunchuan was not in the room.
"Yun Chuan?"
This is the time when the sun is setting and night is about to cover the earth; the quiet environment makes one feel especially lonely.
The room was dark, and the dim environment made people feel rather down.
Fu Sang got up, put on his shoes, walked to the bedside, picked up a stick, opened the window, and glanced at the gently flowing river outside.
It was extremely quiet around us; we could almost hear the water flowing beneath the house, and the sounds of fish swimming and leaping could be heard.
Fusang turned on the bedroom light, and then went to turn on the living room light.
"Yun Chuan, are you there?"
No one responded for a long time.
Fu Sang yawned lazily, ran his hand through his messy hair, and walked out of the room.
Under the bright moonlight, rows of houses were lit with lights, and people from other countries were eating dinner or doing other things.
Fu Sang particularly likes the fish in the river. The fish in this river taste extremely delicious, whether braised or stewed in soup.
Qiao Yunchuan would go out and catch some fish or river shrimp for her, and then come back to cook delicious meals for her in various ways.
It must be getting late, because Qiao Yunchuan hasn't returned yet, and she felt a little uneasy.
Fu Sang walked along the river.
I hadn't walked far when I ran into someone.
The woman was dressed in a modified kimono, with a knife at her waist.
Fu Sang stopped and looked at the people in front of him.
Unexpectedly, only a few days later, the enemy appeared in front of her.
Moreover, the enemy was someone we knew.
However, Fu Sang was not surprised, since she had suspected it from the beginning, and now she was even more certain that the woman in front of her was the culprit behind the bombing.
Or rather, she and Qiao Yunchuan came from the same assassin organization.
Nishiyama Miwa turned around and looked at Fusang not far away.
The assassin organization has a wealth of resources and information, making it easy to find Qiao Yunchuan's whereabouts.
Miwa Nishiyama has been here for a day.
She had heard from within the organization that Qiao Yunchuan was sent there from here.
She was very curious about Qiao Yunchuan's 'hometown' and wanted to learn about the hometown he loved and the Chinese dolls that he regarded as his life.
Qiao Yunchuan disobeyed orders and has been regarded as a traitor by Mr. Q. Several assassins are determined to eliminate Qiao Yunchuan within a month.
Nishiyama Miwa begged Mr. Q to give Qiao Yunchuan another chance.
If she can get Qiao Yunchuan back into the organization, then Mr. Q will not pursue the matter any further.
Nishiyama Miwa knew very well that the only obstacle to getting Qiao Yunchuan back into the organization was this Chinese child in front of her.
"Hello, Ms. Li."
Fu Sang said calmly, "Hello."
Nishiyama Miwa stepped forward, gave a polite smile, and spoke in awkward Chinese.
"Miss Li, I'd like to talk to you about Qiao, is that alright?"
Fu Sang couldn't figure out what this woman wanted to do, and he became secretly wary.
"OK."
Nishiyama Miwa placed her hands in front of her abdomen and said, "Miss Li, how much do you know about Qiao?"
"He was kidnapped as a child and then became an assassin for your organization. Your disgusting organization ruined him."
Nishiyama Miwa's face turned cold, and she said coldly, "Miss Li, you are wrong. If it weren't for the organization, Qiao would just be a useless boy from the slums."
"The organization gave him what he wanted and the life he desired."
Nishiyama Miwa suppressed her anger and jealousy, and rebuked, "If you don't let go, you'll only hurt Joe."
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