The woman kept her head down, so her expression was not visible, but her voice was full of flattery and humility: "Please tell me what to do, and I will do it. Just please let us off the hook."
An Moxue asked casually, "Oh? Is that so? Tell me, where are you from? And why are you here?"
“I—” she began hesitantly, as if she had finally made up her mind about how important the matter was, “I came from the other side of the border, just to survive.”
An Moxue kicked the unconscious man and asked, "Where is he?"
"He, he's the one who picked me up."
Where is he from?
"I...I don't know."
"Choose one: money or life!"
"I want your life!" The woman rose up, reached into her chest and pulled out a knife, stabbing An Moxue with a swift, ruthless, and precise strike, a stark contrast to her previous timid demeanor.
An Moxue was prepared. As soon as the woman drew her knife, she sidestepped and dodged the attack.
Seeing the situation, the woman pressed on relentlessly, each move deadly.
An Moxue scoffed: "Not pretending to be weak anymore?"
The woman's eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and her attacks became even more vicious.
After fighting for a while, she was unable to defeat An Moxue and was trapped in place with no way to escape. Seeing that she could only be captured, she took out a pistol from her pocket and fired at An Moxue without hesitation.
An Moxue said, whether in praise or sarcasm, "You're really bold! Daring to fire a shot in a border town, you really don't know how powerful the border troops are!"
After dodging one shot, the woman fired two more, but neither hit An Moxue.
Gunshots rang out, and border troops would arrive soon. Without further delay, she grabbed the woman and pinned her to the ground, the gun flying from her hand.
He chopped her unconscious with a single chop to the neck.
An Moxue tied the man and woman together with a rope, threw them into the car, picked up her pistol, and drove away quickly.
She drove all the way to a place on the border where few people went before stopping the car and pulling the two people out of it.
After all that commotion, the two of them had already woken up. This time, An Moxue didn't waste any words and immediately began searching the woman's body.
She found nothing the first time, so she searched a second time, but still found nothing.
When she saw her thick hair, she couldn't help but laugh. She grabbed her hair, untangled the neatly coiled hair, and found a large object inside.
An Moxue opened it and found a stack of documents, some large, some small, some numerous, but every single one contained crucial information.
Alright, I'm relieved now, we found it.
The woman glared at her resentfully, but she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "Alright, I'll give you a ride home. Get home soon!"
As An Moxue spoke, she ended her and the man's lives with the woman's gun, then drove away.
Before dawn, the border guards began a large-scale search of the town, causing chaos and disorder.
An Moxue was sleeping soundly when she was awakened by the noise outside.
"A-Xia, what's wrong?"
"Sister, it's nothing, just a routine check. The person has already gone far away."
An Moxue took a nap, but when she woke up, she didn't want to sleep anymore. She went out of the house and saw A Xia chopping wood.
"Ah Xia, what happened last night?"
A-Xia didn't even look up, chopping firewood in her hands. "Someone attacked the outpost, and someone fired shots in the town. However, in the northeastern part of the town, two bodies were found, a man and a woman, who had been shot dead. However, some people suspect that they were the same group that attacked the outpost."
A lot happened that night!
"That's not all! Polyathe drank himself to death at home last night!"
When An Moxue heard the news of Poliasser's drunken death, she had only one thought: How could this be?
Something's fishy!
He was clearly just drunk and unconscious yesterday; there was no way he could have died from drunkenness.
Who is it?
Whose path did he block?
What is there that you haven't noticed?
Thinking about this, she felt she couldn't stay at home any longer and had to go out for a walk.
I passed by a store, went in and bought a box of chocolates. When I was paying, I heard the owner complaining, "I guess I'm getting old, my memory isn't what it used to be, I can't find it again!"
An Moxue asked, "Uncle Joseph, what can't you find? Do you need me to help you look for it?"
The uncle smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I've been so forgetful lately, always losing things. It's nothing, just a few small items, it won't bother me."
An Moxue put down the money in her hand and asked again, "Are you sure you don't need it?"
Uncle Joseph waved his hand again, "No need."
"Okay! I'm leaving!" An Moxue took the choker and went out the door.
Perhaps because the search had just been completed, the town was quieter than usual, with only a few people scattered on the streets, all chatting idly in groups.
An Moxue passed by them and overheard someone complaining, "I don't know what's wrong with us these past few days? The rats are so rampant at night, I can't sleep well at all. Uncle Joseph's shop must have been robbed by rats again. I heard him complaining about losing things when I came here."
"That old man is very carefree. If he could notice that something was missing, it must have been quite a lot."
"Who knows? I'm just annoyed. You know, my mice haven't been like this all winter, but these past few days have been so annoying."
"Boil some water and pour it into the hole!"
"I watered it, but it still rattles and clatters at night. I'm starting to wonder if these rats have become spirits?"
The man next to him jeered, "It would be even better if she were a beautiful rat spirit! You're all alone anyway, at least you'd have company!"
Several people nearby also joined in the laughter.
"Go away, go away! Stop talking nonsense and quickly help me think of any other methods we can use?"
An Moxue walked away and could no longer hear what they were saying.
*
In the middle of the night, An Moxue changed into her night clothes, left the courtyard, and headed straight for Poliaser's house.
With Polyather dead, the huge house was completely empty, devoid of any human presence.
An Moxue turned on her flashlight and went into the house where Poliaser had lived. She searched carefully and found that the house was filled with overturned wine bottles and a few plates, the food of which had been completely eaten by rats.
The reason isn't here?
Was that the whole house?
An Moxue went out and began searching the rooms one by one.
At first, all the doors and windows were never opened, which was obvious at a glance.
Until they arrived at a room where timber was stored. It was obvious from the doorway that people frequently came and went, and the room was mostly filled with timber.
On the other side, there were several cat food bowls, the food and water inside frozen on the bowls, and several old coats on the ground, which should be the cat beds.
An Moxue searched around and finally her eyes settled on the tattered coat.
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