Five days later, Sang Qingyu successfully seduced Xu Zhen under the pretext of going home.
The original owner of Xu Sijin's third uncle had already been arrested!
He had had enough of the dark and hopeless prison life and had wanted to leave for a long time.
Upon hearing that there was an opportunity, he immediately agreed.
At this moment, he was standing in front of a rooftop restaurant, reporting his achievements to Sang Qingyu.
"Your Highness, I have already sent a message to Si Jin."
"Don't worry, this child's parents died early, and I raised him myself. He has always listened to me."
"Now, I have agreed to keep the appointment."
“I’ll put on the monitor and go in. I’ll lure him into admitting he’s an undercover agent, then I’ll yell ‘Jinjin’ twice. Then you can come in and kill him, and that’ll be the end of it.”
What does family affection matter?
What does it matter that Xu Sijin almost died several times trying to save him?
No one can stop him from leaving this godforsaken place!
"Alright." Sang Qingyu patted Xu Zhen on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Mission accomplished, I'll secretly let you go back, and I promise not to let anyone know."
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Xu Zhen used a lot of effort to suppress his excitement and walked into the private room.
Sure enough, a short while later, Si Jin walked in.
When Xu Zhen saw people, he was overjoyed, as if they were his lifeline.
He hurriedly went up to greet her: "Jinjin, you're finally here. Your third uncle has a lot to say to you. You... eh?"
Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Si Jin ripped the monitor off his collar.
"Third Uncle, you were so careless." The young man smiled gently and warmly: "We were discussing returning to the Nebula Empire together, how did you end up being watched?"
"No, no."
Xu Zhen panicked—
How could such an inconspicuous surveillance camera be discovered?
After not seeing him for many days, Xu Sijin had become even more formidable.
His right fist, hidden in his sleeve, clenched slowly. He took a deep breath and quickly apologized.
“It was Uncle’s carelessness. Let’s just throw this surveillance camera away. Jingjing, sit down.”
The monitor is made of a new type of material that cannot be broken even by a laser gun.
Even if it's thrown away, it can still serve a surveillance function.
But in the next instant, Si Jin gently clenched her right hand and crushed the monitor into dust.
He raised his hand and threw it.
"Alright, Uncle, please have a seat."
Uncle San, however, felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles, as if he had a thorn in his back.
What should we do?
Without the surveillance cameras, how am I supposed to explain this to Sang Qingyu?
He was so focused on the destroyed surveillance camera that he didn't notice Si Jin pouring the wine.
After being tricked by Si Jin into drinking two glasses of wine, she felt extremely dizzy.
The first fall, bang—
He collapsed onto the table, his consciousness fading.
At this moment, Si Jin stopped pouring the wine, and the smile on her lips widened a little more.
I took a closer look at Xu Zhen's appearance.
Yes, it does resemble the original owner somewhat; the rabbit ears are also the same white color.
If someone lowers their head and covers their face, it's difficult to tell who it is for a moment.
So, Si Jin took off her suit jacket and draped it over Xu Zhen's shoulders.
Her voice was gentle, just like a younger person who cared about their uncle: "Oh dear, Uncle, it's been so many years since I last saw you. Your alcohol tolerance is terrible. Don't sleep here, or you'll catch a cold. Let me put a coat on you."
Great, that makes it sound even more like "矜矜".
After covering the defenseless old man with his clothes, Si Jin got up and hid behind the curtains.
Clearing her throat, she mimicked Xu Zhen's voice and said, "Jinjin? Jinjin, how could you do this? Treason is a crime that will be condemned for eternity!"
Sure enough, the next moment, countless assassins from the Crown Prince's residence rushed in and fired wildly at Xu Zhen.
Sang Qingyu walked out from behind the assassin with a smug grin, his mouth practically stretched to the back of his ears.
Great, he finally got rid of that scum!
Although the monitor was damaged, it did not affect the final result.
As long as Xu Zhen is alive, that can prove it.
Thinking this, he slowly walked toward the mangled corpse on the table.
Turn it over.
It was Xu Zhen's face!
Sang Qingyu's smile froze on his face, and his face turned deathly pale.
At this moment, Si Jin stepped out from behind the curtains.
His pupils were slightly open, his face showing innocence and disbelief.
"Your Highness? What brings you here? Eh? What happened to my third uncle?"
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