??24: Chapter 24: International Fugitive
24: Chapter 24: International Fugitive
Second floor of the villa, Qin Hao was playing on the computer.
After a while, he found it uninteresting, so he typed a strange URL into the browser and hit enter.
The page took nearly three minutes to respond and finally popped up with a black screen featuring a black rose.
On the rose was a place to input a userna and password.
After Qin Hao entered his details and clicked login, he imdiately entered a forum.
This forum was called Black Rose, a mainstream forum in the Dark World, similar to the black market.
It had all sorts of unknown listings, such as various deals, bounties, and peculiar news from around the world.
“According to reliable sources, a team of B-Class wanted assassins recently snuck into Huaxia Country.
They seem to be searching for soone extrely important.”
“This incident seems to be connected to the Gu Witch Race.”
As Qin Hao scrolled through the news, he suddenly saw this report and was stunned for a mont, murmuring to himself, “Huaxia is a forbidden land for assassins.
Unless it’s sothing major, foreign assassins rarely co here.
This ti, it’s world-class B-Class assassins, each with a bounty over ten million; they could easily reign supre in Qingshan City.”
Qin Hao frowned.
What kind of big movent is this foreign force planning to make in Qingshan City?
“I hope they don’t cause trouble for .”
Qin Hao mumbled to himself and continued browsing the webpage, when he saw another piece of news: “According to reliable information, international fugitive Miyamoto San’ichi has recently been spotted in Qingshan City.
The local police have gone into high alert.”
Qin Hao frowned, feeling as though a storm was about to co.
A day passed.
The next morning, Qin Hao was woken up early by Zhao ngke, who dragged him to a mall near the school to start a shopping spree.
“Hehe, I haven’t been shopping in a long ti.
I always feel like there are bad guys after .
Luckily, Xiaoqinzi is with
now, so I can feel at ease, not bad at all.”
Zhao ngke’s eyes lit up as she playfully rampaged through the mall.
Qin Hao yawned, following behind her, completely bored.
“By the way, ng Ke, I also need to buy sothing.
Can you get it for ?” Suddenly, Qin Hao stopped at the entrance of a store, pointed inside, and said.
“No problem.” Zhao ngke said generously, then turned her head, blinked her big eyes, and imdiately blushed, glaring at Qin Hao, “You…you actually want
to buy underwear for you?”
“You already agreed.” Qin Hao shrugged, gesturing for her to go ahead.
Zhao ngke blushed, looked at the store, took a deep breath, and walked in shyly.
Qin Hao whistled with a smile.
After a few minutes, Zhao ngke ca out, sheepishly asking, “What’s your size?”
“XL,” Qin Hao replied.
Zhao ngke turned and shyly walked back into the store, quickly coming out with a few pairs of underwear, giving Qin Hao a resentful look, and handed them to him, “Here you go.”
“You hold them for .” Qin Hao smiled slightly, walking ahead with a cheerful grin, leaving Zhao ngke red-faced and standing there.
Wuu, it’s my first ti buying underwear for a guy, and now I even have to hold it for him!
Zhao ngke felt so wronged, her face was as red as a flaming cloud.
She stamped her feet angrily, cursing Qin Hao inwardly, following him.
“Why are there so many police officers in this mall?” At this mont, Qin Hao squinted, noticing many plainclothes n who seed to be shopping but clearly carried themselves like police officers.
Others might not notice such subtle differences, but Qin Hao’s perceptive abilities were extrely sharp, easily picking up on their uniqueness, piquing his curiosity.
“Sister Junjun, is the information reliable?
Miyamoto San’ichi’s traces were found in this mall?”
In a corner of a café sat a man and a woman.
The man had delicate features, while the woman had cherry blossom lips, ink-black brows, eyes like autumn water, exuding indescribable softness and delicacy.
“Yes.”
Cheng Junjun nodded, her face serious, “Be careful.
Miyamoto San’ichi is an international fugitive and a very tricky target.
Rumor has it that foreign countries have dispatched entire troops to capture him, yet he still managed to escape.”
“That…
that powerful?
How can we be a match for him?” the male officer asked anxiously.
“Don’t worry, snipers are already in place outside.
We just need to find him.
Although this task is dangerous, eliminating evil for the people is our duty.
We must face difficulties head-on,” Cheng Junjun said righteously.
“Hmm.”
The male officer nodded, though hints of fear remained in his brow.
“Hehe, Qin Hao, let
treat you to so coffee.”
Soon, two people walked in at the entrance, and Cheng Junjun’s gaze imdiately shifted over, scrutinizing them before resuming her coffee.
anwhile, Qin Hao, who had just entered with Zhao ngke, glanced deeply in the direction of Cheng Junjun and her companion, before finding a place to sit down with Zhao ngke.
“One cappuccino, please.”
Zhao ngke said with a smile to the waiter.
“Certainly, miss.” The waiter smiled slightly, then looked at Qin Hao, asking, “And for you, sir?”
Qin Hao’s eyes flickered, glancing at the waiter.
This was a young man, appearing to be in his twenties, with blue eyes, seemingly not a Huaxia person.
After a mont of silence, Qin Hao also smiled slightly, “The sa.”
“Alright.” The waiter nodded with a smile, maintaining a good deanor, and walked to the counter to report the drink order.
Qin Hao’s eyes flickered as he watched the waiter, observing him engaging in hand gestures with the counter staff.
“Qin Hao, are you sure about your orientation?” anwhile, on the opposite side, Zhao ngke weakly said, “With such a beautiful woman as
in front of you, you didn’t even glance at , but kept staring at that male waiter…”
Poof.
Qin Hao nearly spat out blood, looking at Zhao ngke, “How about you co to my room tonight?
I’ll show you how to wear lingerie!”
“…
You bad boy.” Zhao ngke’s face turned red, waving her fist at Qin Hao indignantly.
This guy was truly shaless.
“Sir, here is your coffee.”
Shortly after, the sa waiter brought two cups of coffee over with a smile, placing them on Qin Hao’s table, bowing slightly, “Enjoy your drinks.”
“Wow, looks pretty nice.” Zhao ngke looked at the rose design on the top of the coffee and smiled, placing her small mouth on the straw to take a sip.
But at that mont Qin Hao swiftly pulled the straw away.
“Woo woo.”
Zhao ngke’s lips bumped against the cup, and she pitifully rubbed her lips, discontentedly looking at Qin Hao, “Qin Hao, I’m protesting, I’m so cute yet you play tricks on , violating the principles of humanitarianism.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhao ngke was stunned herself because she noticed Qin Hao was coldly staring at the male waiter, not even glancing at her.
“Miyamoto San’ichi, greetings.”
At the sa ti, Qin Hao said coldly.
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