1062: Chapter 1067: Give it a Try 1062: Chapter 1067: Give it a Try “It’s been three days, and Yang Yi has been having breakfast at the sa diner every day, then visits Bonnie, has a chat with Anton, and returns to Petra’s ho.
He isn’t exactly laying low; his activities are regular, and he always travels alone to and from Bonnie’s hotel.
Yang Yi felt that if this approach couldn’t lure the assassin out, then it must be stopped, as it was useless.
Yang Yi once again made his way to Bonnie’s room with practiced ease.
The past few days with Bonnie had been sowhat awkward, doing anything seed inappropriate as there was no real reason to end up in bed, and Yang Yi felt it was wrong to have sex just for the sake of it.
So, in the last two days, Yang Yi stayed in one room and Bonnie in another, maintaining only the appearance of their daily clandestine etings without doing anything else.
But today was different.
When Yang Yi arrived, Bonnie said with a serious face, ‘I’ve discovered so things.’
Yang Yi was surprised, as he hadn’t expected the cleaner to actually find any clues about the assassin.
‘Oh, let’s hear it.’
‘First, we can confirm that this assassin is not from Shadow.’
‘Process of elimination?
Why are you sure it’s not one of Shadow’s assassins?’
Bonnie seed to anticipate Yang Yi’s question, her voice grave, ‘Because there are only a few of Shadow’s assassins left alive, and we can track their movents; none are in New York.
The only one who might be in New York wouldn’t take Nicholas’s contract to make a move on you.’
Shadow is an Assassin Organization, akin to a superstar in the killer world.
Although it was said to have been eradicated, the na Shadow still intimidated many.
Yang Yi didn’t know much about assassins but was aware of Shadow’s reputation, so he initially suspected Shadow’s involvent.
But since it’s declared otherwise, the cleaner must be confident in their statent.
‘Please continue.’
‘It’s not one of Shadow’s assassins, or any other notorious assassin present in New York, but we can’t monitor all assassins.
Uh, from what we know, Nicholas has previously hired an assassin called Cupid, so we reasonably believe he would hire the sa familiar assassin to eliminate you this ti.’
‘Wait, Cupid?
What does that na signify?’
‘It’s just Cupid, the assassin’s self-chosen moniker.
Everyone knows about Cupid’s arrow, but has anyone ever seen it?
That’s the origin of this na.’
‘That’s a very unique codena, go on.’
‘Cupid is an assassin with an extrely high success rate.
There’s no assassin leaderboard, but Cupid is definitely among the best in the world currently, that’s all.’
‘That’s all?’
‘Yes, unknown gender, unknown age, unknown physical characteristics.
Just know that Cupid accepts jobs online, gets paid online, and nobody knows what they look like.’
‘What about their operational range?’
‘Worldwide.’
‘A one-person operation or a group?’
‘Don’t know, don’t bother asking more, all valuable information has already been given to you.’
Knowing or not knowing doesn’t make much difference, but it’s always good to know more.
Yang Yi shrugged and said, ‘Okay, please relay my thanks.’
‘If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.’
Bonnie turned to leave, and Yang Yi raised his hand, ‘Wait.’
Bonnie turned around, Yang Yi hesitated, then scratching his head, ‘Uh, well, it’s nothing.’
‘Nothing?’
‘I don’t know what to say.’
Bonnie looked at Yang Yi, sighed after a mont, and said, ‘I just need to find a suitable way for us to interact, a suitable mode, let’s take it slow, and when there’s no need for pretense, let’s both be more comfortable.’
Bonnie left, and Yang Yi felt sowhat rejected, as he thought Bonnie had really started to like him, but now it seed not the case.
Bonnie’s hot and cold attitude was a bit hard for him to accept.
It’s useless to think more, guessing what a woman wants is pointless.
Today is a critical day; Yang Yi felt the assassin might make a move, so he needed to rest up, not waste his energy pondering too much.
Leaving, Yang Yi and Anton t briefly; the two didn’t say much.
At this point, no need to remind Yang Yi of anything, it all depended on Yang Yi’s skills and luck.
Returning to the place he shared with Petra, after spending an afternoon, it was dinner ti again.
‘Let’s go have dinner.’
‘Let’s change the place.’
‘No need, I think it’s quite good.’
Petra pouted, ‘But dining at the sa restaurant every day, aren’t you tired of it?’
‘Well, another place tomorrow, not today.
I’ve already reserved the seats.’
Petra sighed, ‘I really don’t know if your consistency is good or bad, but since you’ve made the reservation, let’s go.’
They arrived half an hour early but sat at the sa spot, ordering different dishes than usual.
Yang Yi was still chatting and laughing with Petra, appearing very relaxed, although he was extrely tense inside.
The first cold dish was served, and Yang Yi looked at the waiter.
A male waiter, very skilled and professional, exhibiting the behavior expected of a high-end restaurant’s waiter, with long and slender fingers.
Most importantly, Yang Yi hadn’t seen this waiter before.
As the waiter set down the dish and was about to leave after a slight bow to Yang Yi and Petra, Yang Yi smiled and said, ‘Excuse , one mont please, could you bring us two flute glasses, thank you.’
‘Certainly, sir, one mont please.’
The waiter left.
Petra picked up her fork to start on the salad, but Yang Yi extended his hand, smiling, ‘Darling, could you please help fetch sothing from the car?
I’ve got a bottle of champagne on the back seat, but I forgot to bring it in, oh, I should’ve gone myself, but could you help ?’
Petra was perplexed, but quickly figured Yang Yi might be planning a surprise and needed to send her away for a bit.
‘Sure, I’ll get it.’
Petra happily went out.
It would not take long to fetch the glasses; the waiter from earlier approached with two empty glasses.
Yang Yi saw the waiter, put down his fork, and naturally let his hands fall to his sides as he turned towards him, saying, ‘Thank you…’
As the waiter nodded to Yang Yi, Yang Yi finally finished his sentence.
‘Thank you… Cupid.’
With those ambiguous words, Yang Yi’s left hand drew a knife, slashing upwards from below towards the waiter’s crotch.
Yang Yi was ready to retract the knife at any mont, as he was just testing; if the waiter showed no reaction to his words nor any movent to dodge the blade, he would quickly pull back, placing his hand on the table to cover the knife, as if nothing had happened.
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