Ji Wei opened the ssage interface and found only a pre-edited draft: "There’s a needle cara in the back cover of the phone."
Cara?
The castle owner is running underground gambling under the guise of hosting a dinner party. If this evidence is exposed, it would surely cause a huge stir. With shared interests involved, the people they’re looking for certainly wouldn’t stand by idly...
After removing the needle cara from the back cover, Ji Wei quickly restored the phone and hid it in the concealed spot behind the toilet.
A few minutes later, Ji Wei nonchalantly walked out of the restroom.
However, after a few steps, she ran into Yamamoto Yu and Miyata Ichiro.
"Indeed, Mrs. Jin looks even more radiant after touching up her makeup," Yamamoto Yu remarked.
"Thank you for the complint, Mr. Yamamoto," Ji Wei smiled with a distant propriety.
Yamamoto Yu placed both hands on his cane and scrutinized Ji Wei’s face with sharp eyes, his lips curving into a smile with hidden aning.
Ji Wei felt uneasy at his gesture. What is this old fox plotting now?
"Mr. Yamamoto, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going first," she said politely and turned to leave.
Yamamoto Yu’s smile didn’t change, yet a sharp glint appeared in his eyes.
Ji Wei briskly passed between the two n, and as she brushed past Miyata, a sudden beeping sound emitted from him.
It sounded particularly jarring in the quiet corridor.
Ji Wei turned back in astonishnt to see Miyata pulling out a black detection device from his pocket, weighing it in his hand as he sinisterly said, "Mrs. Jin, it seems you have sothing you shouldn’t have."
Ji Wei’s heart raced, trying hard to stay calm, "Mr. Miyata, are you suggesting I have contraband? That’s impossible, I just went to the restroom."
"This device doesn’t lie," Miyata said, looking at her grimly, "Mrs. Jin, you had better cooperate for a search."
Ji Wei seed to hear sothing amusing and couldn’t help but laugh lightly, "You work for Mr. Yamamoto, don’t you? We’re both guests here; even if I have contraband, it doesn’t concern you."
Miyata’s face beca even gloomier upon hearing her words, with a hint of anger, "Mr. Yamamoto and Mr. Ogilvy have been friends for many years, and it’s strictly forbidden to have any contraband here, so you must undergo a body search now!"
Ji Wei clutched her bag tightly, her face growing colder, "What if I refuse?"
"That won’t be up to you."
Miyata snorted with a cold smile and reached out to forcibly snatch the bag from Ji Wei.
He crudely unzipped it, shaking out all its contents onto the floor.
Clatter—
Costics, tissues, a small mirror... items scattered everywhere.
Miyata turned the bag upside down but found no suspicious items; his grim face showed a hint of deflation as he threw the bag back to Ji Wei.
Ji Wei held her empty bag, looking at the items scattered across the floor, her eyes filled with anger as she glared at Miyata and said, "You’d better put everything back in my bag, or I won’t let this go!"
Facing Ji Wei’s accusation, Miyata scoffed, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Yamamoto Yu’s gaze was fixed intently on a particular object among the scattered items, ignoring their conversation completely.
Ji Wei quickly noticed Yamamoto Yu’s odd behavior and instinctively looked down. Amid the chaotic items was an antique pocket watch.
The pocket watch was her mother’s heirloom, which she had always kept in the bag’s inner pocket, and it was shaken out by Miyata’s rough handling!
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