Zero Egg was starting to have doubts. Host, is there an issue with Huo Lin, or is it her boyfriend? Huo Lin’s background is quite clear. She’s an ordinary person who grew up in Imperial City and has been in Flower City in the Mount Flower for several years, and she has a very good relationship with Shi Qi. Her boyfriend is also from Imperial City University. If I can’t find any issues, then it’s even less likely that the association mbers would suspect anything.
When Huo Lin saw that Wen Jiang showed no sign of leaving, she beca more embarrassed and, slightly adjusting her bathrobe, asked, "Miss Wen, do you need sothing?"
Wen Jiang lowered her eyes, twirling a lock of her hair that had fallen loose. "The cleaning equipnt brought by the janitor was injected with poison gas," she said. "I suspect it was brought in by soone from inside the hotel."
Huo Lin’s eyes widened imdiately. "Miss Wen, what do you an by that? I... It couldn’t possibly be . Miss Wen, I’ve been with the association for six years!"
Wen Jiang rely smiled faintly. "Who knows?"
Her gaze then shifted to Huo Lin’s boyfriend.
Huo Lin’s boyfriend seed sowhat uneasy as he sat up. "Miss Wen, you can’t just spout nonsense like that. Just because you’re a professional player doesn’t an you can fra people willy-nilly. Lin and I have been dating for two years."
From his expression, Huo Lin’s boyfriend showed no telltale signs; his face was filled with the shock and fear of being misunderstood.
Soon, from the end of the corridor, Hua Zhuo arrived, pushing a wheelchair and accompanied by bodyguards. She happened to see Wen Jiang standing guard at the door.
Hua Zhuo imdiately wheeled over. "How are you? Are you alright?"
At the sa ti, she cast a curious glance at Huo Lin and her boyfriend.
Hua Zhuo had already reviewed the couple’s files; there seed to be no problem. Both were ordinary people. Even being on high alert, it was unreasonable to suspect that every individual was out to harm Wen Jiang. But now that Wen Jiang had appeared here, Hua Zhuo’s heart sank bit by bit. Could it be that mbers of the Fiend Organization had infiltrated deeper than she had imagined?
Huo Lin grew anxious. "Miss Wen, you suddenly co here spouting such nonsense. You should at least present so evidence, right?"
Wen Jiang scoffed lightly and suddenly strode toward Huo Lin’s boyfriend. Disregarding his bare upper body, her hand shot out unexpectedly and gripped his forehead.
As Wen Jiang approached him, she didn’t overlook the instinctive gesture he made as if to attack, but he seed to think better of it and quickly retracted the motion.
He didn’t expect that, even under such circumstances, he would still manage to hold back. But how could he have known that Wen Jiang never played by the rules?
Amidst Huo Lin’s screams, they all saw Wen Jiang grasp the man’s forehead. A strange and powerful force filled the air, oppressive in its intensity. The man’s eyes emitted an eerie, light blue glow.
Using the Soul Searching Technique without solid evidence was an unscrupulous act; if one’s willpower wasn’t strong, the sheer volu of recollected information could leave a person ntally broken.
Wen Jiang searched only his recent mories. Since he had decided to act, relevant mories would surely surface.
The result was as expected.
Clear electronic ssages flashed through the man’s mind.
"[Wen Jiang, hotel XX, action ti 232, reward, One Billion... Fiend F Team, White Poison Snake]."
"[Seven years ago...]"
The final image showed the man destroying these ssages.
"ARGH!—"
Once the search was complete, the man’s brain throbbed with excruciating pain, as if being pricked by needles. Wen Jiang released his head, flicking her hand as if shaking off a clump of rotten mud.
The man collapsed onto the couch, gasping for air. Only then did Huo Lin co to her senses, screaming, "Bai Lang!"
eting Hua Zhuo’s bewildered gaze, Wen Jiang stated, "The Fiend Organization offered one billion for my life. His call sign is White Poison Snake. He ca to Yunxia seven years ago, t Huo Lin two years ago, and beca her boyfriend. He’s a nail Fiend planted in Yunxia."
Zero Egg was also howling internally, Damn it, Host, how did you know? You just touched his forehead, how could you know all that? You’re a monster! A freak! You can see other people’s mories! But you weren’t inside his head, so how did you see them?!
Hua Zhuo’s lips pursed slightly in hesitation.
She hadn’t forgotten the strange look in Bai Lang’s eyes just monts before; it seed like a precursor to Wen Jiang controlling him. And after that, Wen Jiang had actually revealed his identity. She knew about Fiend and had vaguely heard of their squads. But how had Wen Jiang figured it out? That move just now... was she extracting Bai Lang’s mories? If that was the case, Wen Jiang was far too terrifying. Even the worldly-wise Hua Zhuo was frightened by Wen Jiang all over again. Her abilities seed even more bizarre than Yu Jian’s back in the day.
Wen Jiang calmly took a tissue and wiped her hands. As she approached Hua Zhuo, she noticed Hua Zhuo instinctively tighten her grip on the wheelchair’s armrest—an expression of unease, as if she would retreat imdiately at any sudden move from Wen Jiang.
"Scared?" Wen Jiang teased like a mischievous child, slightly tilting her head and whispering mockingly, "Lady Hua, it’s too late. You’re on this pirate ship with now."
Wen Jiang had been a guest of the Jimo Family for so long; if she were deed a monster, Lady Hua wouldn’t be able to escape association.
Hua Zhuo’s pupils shrank. After a few seconds, however, she cald down. Realizing Huo Lin was still unaware of the truth, she stepped outside the door and asked quietly, "Did you see his mories?"
Wen Jiang nodded nonchalantly. "Pretty much. His willpower was very strong, and because it was so strong, I was able to see his mories."
She wouldn’t normally do this to an ordinary person. The burden of recalling a massive volu of mories is imnse for the human brain; soone even slightly ntally fragile could instantly go insane. In other words, even if what she had used wasn’t the Soul Searching Technique, the very fact that Bai Lang could withstand it proved he wasn’t ordinary. How could such an outwardly ordinary man possess such resolute willpower? Besides, Bai Lang was recovering too quickly.
The mories had flashed through his mind with such clarity. Now, as he recovered, Bai Lang instinctively glanced at Huo Lin, a flash of ferocity in his eyes.
Huo Lin was still worried. "Bai Lang, what’s wrong with you..."
Bai Lang’s expression beca fierce, and he reached out to strangle Huo Lin.
The next second, an imnse ntal pressure crashed down, and Bai Lang was sent flying by a trendous force.
This was the disadvantage ordinary assassins faced: if they didn’t have a foolproof plan, discovery by a Spirit Card Master ant no chance of escape. Even from outside the door and at such a distance, Hua Zhuo could still control Bai Lang with precision.
Seeing Bai Lang make his move, Hua Zhuo knew Wen Jiang had been telling the truth. She remarked coldly, "Daring to act in front of a Spirit Card Master? You people are becoming increasingly brazen."
anwhile, Huo Lin, still reeling from the savage look Bai Lang had given her, stood frozen in disbelief.
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