Chen Chen nodded vigorously.
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the post office without making a sound.
The afternoon sun was lovely at three o'clock, and the post office was on a bustling street with people coming and going.
But with his keen intuition and years of combat experience, he quickly figured out who was watching Ning Yuan.
His gaze lingered on certain people: "That dead rabbit really values money over life."
Chen Chen was taken aback. Who was Dead Rabbit?
He suddenly remembered Ning Yuan's big eyes, round face, and the way her little mouth moved. Hmm, she really did look a bit like a rabbit.
Rong Zhaonan instructed Chen Chen: "Keep an eye on that dead rabbit for me, and write down anything unusual."
After saying that, he turned and walked into the street.
"Team... Brother Nan, where are you going? Aren't you waiting for your wife?" Chen Chen asked hurriedly.
Rong Zhaonan replied casually, "I have something to take care of."
Chen Chen didn't know what his captain was doing, but looking at his captain's cold and stern back, he felt that someone was going to be in trouble.
He scratched his head in confusion, but still obediently went back to guard Ning Yuan.
...
When Chen Chen turned around, Ning Yuan had already finished her call and was paying the money.
Seeing Ning Yuan pay for the phone call with a sullen face, Chen Chen was a little puzzled: "Sister-in-law, are you unhappy?"
"I'm fine. Let's go, go and call Sister Manhua. We'll go to the county guesthouse." Ning Yuan shook her head, composed herself, and seemed unwilling to say more.
Chen Chen didn't dare to ask any more questions. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Oh, right, the captain has also entered the city."
Ning Yuan was taken aback: "He's come to the city too. What's he doing here?"
He wanted to go to the city, why didn't he say so yesterday? If he had, we could have traveled together this morning.
Chen Chen shook his head: "I don't know either. He said he had something to take care of and that we'd meet at the post office entrance later."
Ning Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go to the guesthouse to take care of things first, and then wait for him here."
The two agreed and went to pick up Manhua.
Uncle Liu's men followed Ning Yuan the whole time, watching her lead her people to the guesthouse, and then, not long after, watching Ning Yuan leave with a few more people...
County Public Security Bureau?
Was it the head of the secretariat who personally came out to receive them?
The three people following Ning Yuan exchanged bewildered glances. Could it be that Ning Yuan really had a "treasonous" background?!
The three of them discussed it quietly for a moment, and immediately one of them went to reply to Uncle Liu so that he could make a decision, while the other two continued to follow along.
As the sun set, Uncle Liu was carefully wiping a Yuan Dynasty plum vase in a house on the west side of the county town.
Upon hearing from his subordinates that Ning Yuan had gone to the county public security bureau and was personally received by a leader, he was surprised to learn that she had gone there.
His drooping eyes flashed with a dangerous light: "Could she be a police officer... No, if she were from the police station, she wouldn't dare to sell things so arrogantly!"
No matter who it was, they made him suffer such a huge loss. They should trample on Uncle Liu's face in the ground. This matter won't be over until that bitch is killed!
"Big brother, should I try to find out by pulling some strings?" the short, stout man asked, leaning closer.
Uncle Liu nodded and snorted coldly, "Hmm, be careful."
As the sun set, he carefully carried the plum vase toward the treasure room deep within his room.
However, the moment he activated the mechanism to open the door to the secret room, he was stunned.
A slender figure sat backlit in the depths of the room, his long legs casually crossed and propped up on the table, while he fiddled with something in his hand.
Uncle Liu couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he was startled and was about to call out, "You—"
"Whoosh!" A gust of cold wind brushed past his cheek, and a sharp blade pierced the door next to his ear.
Blood slid down Uncle Liu's slashed cheek, and he finally realized that the other person was playing with a sharp dagger.
His voice, which had been calling out to someone, was abruptly cut off!
"Brother, take whatever you want." Uncle Liu knew he had met a tough opponent; this was a move not everyone could make.
Especially when he saw that the other person also had a dagger in his hand.
The other person's face was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see clearly. Only their cold and unpredictable aura made people afraid to look directly at them.
The other party spoke slowly and deliberately: "Uncle Liu, a villager from Group 12, Caojia Village, Xinhua Town, Wenzhong Township, Tucheng County, Anhuai City, Henan Province. His real name is Cao Henan. He is 49 years old this year, has a 72-year-old mother, two sisters, a son studying at the county high school, and a daughter who just got married. Is there anything else you need to add?"
The moment his secret was exposed, no one knew about him, and Uncle Liu froze.
A glint of ruthlessness and fear flashed in his eyes: "Who are you? What do you want? You dare to touch my family? I'll kill you!!"
The shadow chuckled lightly: "Whether it's Uncle Liu or Cao Henan, don't provoke people you shouldn't provoke, or investigate things you shouldn't investigate, hmm?"
Provoking the wrong people, investigating the wrong things...
The only thing he needs to investigate recently is...
Uncle Liu froze, secretly reaching behind him while squinting to try and make out the person sitting in the shadows: "You mean that little girl from noon?"
So the other party really did have a hidden background?!
Before he could finish speaking, the other person suddenly kicked the long mahogany table in front of him.
The heavy mahogany table suddenly slammed into him with a "bang".
Uncle Liu was terrified. His stomach was in excruciating pain from the impact. He staggered a couple of steps, but despite the pain, he raised his gun to fire.
But a cold hand, seemingly out of nowhere, suddenly grabbed the back of his neck—
With a loud "bang," he felt dizzy and was suddenly slammed onto the mahogany table. His wrist was snapped, and the Type 54 pistol in his hand fell into the other party's hands.
Before he could even cry out in pain, someone violently pressed his head down and slammed it hard onto the table with a loud bang.
Crimson blood seeped from his forehead onto the table!
"I have little patience and I don't like people playing tricks." The shadow looming over him remained calm and cold in his voice.
It was just accompanied by "click, click" sounds.
Uncle Liu, his eyes bloodshot, watched as the Type 54 pistol he had worked so hard to acquire was dismantled into a pile of scrap metal by the other party in a minute with one hand.
Cold bullets and parts fell one by one onto the table in front of his nose, scraping his face and leaving tiny bloody marks.
"Uncle!"
"Big brother, what happened!"
"Big brother!! Open the door!!!"
Many people outside the treasure room were alarmed and frantically pounded on the door.
Inside, the man behind Uncle Liu chuckled softly, as if he were looking forward to it, and asked in a low voice, "Should we let them in? I haven't had any meat in a long time..."
Uncle Liu, a man of deep cunning and ruthlessness his entire life, felt fear for the first time.
Even though his men, alerted by the situation, were outside the secret room, and even though they were armed.
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