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Chapter 425 - 284: Visitor_2

Chapter 425: Chapter 284: Visitor_2

"Wow, Uncle, you’re so impressive! Sister Weiwei’s father looked so stern at first, but you made him respect you just like that!"

"Do you believe me if I say this is a misunderstanding?"

Meng Lang tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Damn it, who knew that Yan Feng, that old geezer, was such a...

"Ahem! I didn’t expect you to be so capable, turning the tables on me like that.

But you’ve got guts, aren’t you afraid that the old man will dump you in the Ba River to feed the fish?"

"Uh... wasn’t that a joke?" Meng Lang was baffled.

"Hehe!" Yan Weiwei gave him a knowing look, scaring a layer of cold sweat out of Meng Lang.

"Regardless, thank you for standing up and speaking for me."

"Uh..."

Meng Lang was speechless, what could he say?

Tell her I had a beef with your dad and that’s why I snapped at him?

"I’ll be staying in this room; I’m going to shut myself in tonight to cultivate and ponder over the stream of consciousness. Haitang, Xiao Yu, you two get some rest, good night!"

After Yan Weiwei entered her own room.

"We’ll take this room. Let’s go in, Xiao Yu." Lin Haitang opened the door to her room.

"Oh! Good night, Uncle! See you tomorrow!"

"Mm! Good night."

Lin Haitang entered the room, gave Meng Lang a deep look before closing the door, and then she whispered something unexpected.

"So... if it were you, you would choose Xue Baochai as well, right?"

"Bang!" The next moment, the door was shut.

Meng Lang was stunned...

...

In the hotel room, Meng Lang threw himself onto the soft mattress with Lin Haitang’s last question still replaying in his mind.

She didn’t wait for his answer, just closed the door on him. She didn’t give him a chance to respond.

What did that mean?

Did she not want to know, or did she not need to know?

"Sigh!" Meng Lang exhaled heavily.

This damn historical inertia...

Lin Haitang harbored the secret of the "Scribe," and Xiao Yu possessed exceptional talent, a pillar of the future. If they were to soar to greater heights and head to Beijing, it would be a huge strategic loss for him.

Though it was a personal feeling, Meng Lang faintly felt...

...that if he didn’t handle it well, it would be like losing something very important to him.

Perhaps the secret of the Scribe would remain forever buried...

However, his cruel fate always seemed to pull him in the opposite direction of his desires.

He sighed in resignation.

He could only take out his notebook, deciding to numb himself with work temporarily, to escape the frustration of tonight’s failed "strategic retreat."

"Zero, connect me to that Black Cat!"

[Yes!]

...

In Huayang District, Building 9, Room 505.

Ning Shisan was on the dark web conversing with his mysterious employer.

Employer: [The mission failed! Do you have any idea how much this will affect me? What a waste, rank 233 top-class assassin!]

Ning Shisan frowned.

Black Cat: [Get your facts straight first. It’s your own sloppy actions that led to the leak of the assassination plan, which is the main reason for the failure!

It was obvious that the villa was prepared long in advance, with an ambush in place. If I weren’t alert, I’d now be a prisoner.

I even have reason to suspect this was a trap set specifically against me!]

Employer: [What? A leak? Are you joking? Only the two of us knew about this from the start!]

Black Cat: [Are you sure? Then, might it be that the target has sensed your intentions?]

Employer: [That’s impossible!]

Black Cat: [There’s no other explanation.]

Employer: [Be that as it may, I don’t care if he knew my intentions beforehand or if you made a mistake in your operation, I demand that you continue the mission until the target is eliminated!]

Black Cat: [Sorry, but the target is already on alert, and the risk of assassination exposure has greatly increased. Such targets are not within my job scope.

I won’t pursue the responsibility for the leaked information, but the deposit is non-refundable. This mission is over!]

Employer: [Damn it!]

Black Cat directly closed the dark web.

He leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing slightly, as he replayed all the intelligence on the target and every detail of his actions in his mind.

Xu Bolin, the second largest shareholder of the Xu Group.

According to the intelligence he had gathered, there seemed to be rumors of a power struggle over control of the group with Xu Bonian, the largest shareholder.

Considering who stood to gain the most, he could even guess the general scope of his employer’s identity.

But guessing the identity of the employer was of no benefit to him, he was too lazy to bother. Although the mission was quite bizarre.

Before taking the job, he had conducted due diligence on the target and judged the assignment to be over 95% legitimate.

The target had many enemies, and no one would joke with him by making a hefty deposit.

On the dark web, the assassin information is confidential, and even in the event of a leak, he was using false details, making it impossible for the employer and hiree to know each other.

So, the chance of someone paying to set a trap for him, an assassin unrelated to them, was even more remote.

Which made this leak quite puzzling.

Could it really be that he had stumbled upon a bungling partner, who couldn’t even conceal their murderous intent, alerting the target in advance?

The Black Cat could only curse his bad luck.

Firmly believing in the principle of fleeing a thousand miles if a strike failed, he didn’t want to get involved further in this muddy water.

Yet just as he was about to shut down his computer, he discovered the mouse wouldn’t move...

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