Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 608: They're all professionals.
The triple-layered door not only provides fortress-like security but also completely shuts out any possible prying eyes and sounds.

After doing all this, she turned back to look at the three "massage therapists," the icy facade on her face seeming to melt a little, and asked:
"Secretary Hou should have explained the situation to you, right?"

The three women nodded in unison, and one of them, who was a little bolder, spoke up:
"Well, they said they wanted us to give a massage to a distinguished guest to help them relax. They said the guest is a little special and asked us to be more proactive and enthusiastic when providing the service."

The other two nodded hastily, but their eyes darted around the room, eventually settling on Li Hanyu with undisguised confusion.

That look seemed to be asking, "Where is the guest? It can't be you, can it?"

Li Hanyu walked to the inner side of the room, where a huge, deep purple curtain that stretched all the way to the floor was blocking the view.

"Shh!"

The deep purple curtain was suddenly pulled open, revealing a huge fish tank behind it.

Inside the shimmering water of the tank, there was a man with his eyes closed and a head with its eyes open...

The pupils of the three "massage therapists" suddenly contracted, and even their bright lipstick couldn't hide their lips turning deathly pale: "..."

The guest is indeed quite special; no wonder we need to take the initiative to do so.

As highly trained service workers, they resisted inwardly but obediently sat down in the fish tank.

I must say, it's quite hard, with a tingling, numb feeling, and a strange electric shock sensation.

This was a milestone in their careers, a new business expansion that greatly broadened their future business scope and types.

Up and down, then up and down again.

Because of the stimulation from the microcurrent, it happens very quickly.

But because of the stimulation of microcurrents, they can quickly recover and fight again.

The three women were very polite and took turns sitting in the fish tank.

When the three of them emerged from the fish tank, soaking wet, Li Hanyu handed them the pills she had prepared beforehand.

Li Hanyu said calmly, "The highest grade of birth control pills have no side effects and can even beautify the skin."

The three women looked at each other, and one of them said:

"Madam, you're overthinking it. We're all professionals. To provide the best service to our clients, we've all undergone sterilization procedures long ago. There's no need for that..."

Li Hanyu remained unmoved and simply spread out the pills in her hand.

The three women understood Li Hanyu's concerns; she was afraid that they would later come back with their children and demand child support.

So what if you're rich? Hmph—

The three women reluctantly accepted the pills and swallowed them in front of Li Hanyu.

A second later, the three women, their eyes glazed over, collapsed to the ground and fell asleep as if they had been given a strong dose of "energizer".

After confirming that all three women were unconscious, Li Hanyu walked expressionlessly to the fish tank, gazing lovingly at her son. Then she walked to the gap between the fish tank and the wall, her fingernails tracing the thickened wall for a while.

Silently, a narrow opening appeared in the wall, revealing a dark void that led nowhere.

Li Hanyu walked inside the wall, turned back for one last look at her sleeping son, and a resolute look flashed in her eyes.

....
"Navigation continues to be provided; your destination is approaching."

A mechanical female voice played on a loop inside the taxi, like a death knell.

Outside the car window, the night was like a velvet cloth soaked in thick ink, heavily covering everything.

A taxi slowly pulled up in front of the grand gate of the villa district. The black and gold metal fence reflected a cold, unapproachable light under the pale ground lights.

Wu Shou rolled down the car window, and a rush of crisp air, mixed with the fresh scent of grass and trees from the upscale green belt, rushed in, carrying a sense of cleanliness built on money.

He said to the security guard at the door:

"Master, please turn on the boom lift."

The security guard walked over, glanced at the taxi, and then peered inside.

He glanced at it briefly before looking away.

Well, the cheap taxis and the overcrowded passengers just gave off a feeling of poverty.

He looked away, and as usual, his lips curled down in a contemptuous snort.
“This is a high-end residential area, where only the wealthy and powerful live. Who are you looking for? Without the owner’s permission or a visitor registration appointment, I cannot let you in.”

He's been working in the villa area for five years now. While he wouldn't say he's developed a keen eye, he can still tell whether a car or a person deserves to breathe the air of the villa area.

If you're driving a luxury car, he'll pull up the barrier 20 meters in advance.

But you're just a taxi, so please get out of here and stop obstructing the view and ruining the aesthetics of the villa area.

Oh, you mean maybe it's a poor relative of a rich person visiting?
Stop joking! How could a rich person have poor relatives? Poor relatives don't deserve to be relatives of rich people!
Wu Shou took a deep breath and said to the security guard:

"Sir, please do us a favor. We're delivering goods to the residents inside! We're in a real hurry, and we can't afford to delay anyone!"

The security guard remained unmoved and said calmly:
"Excuse me, it's my duty to protect the purity of Emerald Garden and prevent random cats and dogs from polluting the air."

The security guard wore a condescending sneer, already convinced that the people in the taxi were nothing more than a bunch of poor wretches trying to sneak into the villa area.

As for the reason, what's so surprising about a poor person wanting to sneak into a rich person's place and smell the air there?

He'd seen plenty of this kind of thing.

Although the security guard himself was just a poor slum dweller after work, he saw himself differently. When he wore his security guard uniform, he was practically a resident of the villa area.

He would never allow any pauper to pollute the air inside.

"boom!"

The taxi door suddenly and violently swung open.

Wu Shou's large hand shot out like lightning, his five fingers gripping the security guard's throat like a steel hoop.

"you……"

The security guard managed to squeeze out half a word, his pupils still frozen in disbelief and horror.

"Click."

The crisp crack of a broken neck bone mixed with the muffled sound of a ruptured trachea, and blood splattered radially onto the taxi door frame.

Wu Shou's furious roar:

"What do you mean, 'you'? Don't you know that getting passengers to their destination on time and safely is a taxi driver's sacred duty?"

Hearing the commotion, five security guards in uniform rushed out of the guard booth, their faces filled with bewilderment and horror.

Two of them reacted extremely quickly, instinctively reaching for their waists—where, bulging, were the issued black holsters!
Security guards in upscale villa areas are armed!
A bloodshot glint appeared in Wu Shou's eyes. The pent-up violence of the past two days surged like magma. He was subservient to fate, but he struck hard against these ordinary people?!
Damn it, stop ignoring the corpse retrievers as monsters and villains!

There weren't many screams, only dull sounds of flesh colliding, the cracking of bones breaking, the hissing sound of air leaking out when the throat was torn, and the occasional short, agonizing screams that were forcibly cut off.

Two minutes, or less.

The world is quiet.

Wu Shou grabbed the corpses by the ankles and dragged them toward the carefully trimmed ornamental grass next to the gate.

The corpse rubbed against the grass, making a rustling dragging sound and leaving intermittent, dark red, damp marks.

If you like treating the villa area like your own home so much, why not become fertilizer for the villa area's lawn after you die? Wu Shou couldn't find the remote control for the lifting gate, so he had to forcefully pry it up and finally use a crowbar to jam the mechanical device of the lifting gate, ensuring that the gate would always remain in the raised position.

After finishing everything, Wu Shou casually wiped the blood off the door with his sleeve, hurriedly sat back in the car, and forced a harmless, fawning smile at the passengers.

The emcee looked at Wu Shou, his white eyes reflecting Wu Shou's fawning smile, and returned the smile with a similarly intriguing one.

Regardless of whether they were villains or not, everyone was very polite and well-mannered.

The taxi restarted and drove into the villa.

"Destination reached!"

Wu Shou was the first to get off the bus and opened the doors for each passenger.

He practiced a lot these past two days when he had nothing to do, which greatly improved his service awareness and professional skills.

(This level of service deserves a five-star rating.)
The members of Squad 103 got out of the car one after another, stretched their bodies, and then opened the trunk. Zuo Bai, who was curled up in a ball, crawled out of it.

He asked to lie down in the trunk; otherwise, would he dare to lie on the laps of the three people in the back?
As a fully-fledged product, being able to pack and transport itself is the most basic requirement.

"Is this right here?"

The bald captain squinted at the slightly messy decorating materials in the courtyard and asked suspiciously.

The villa was clearly not yet finished and looked uninhabited.

Before Red Dragonfly could even speak after glancing at her watch, Wu Shou impatiently interrupted, beads of sweat forming on his forehead:

"The navigation shows it's right here, I won't send you to the wrong place."

The bald male captain ignored Wu Shou and looked only at Red Dragonfly, who nodded.

"Let's go in and take a look."

The emcee rolled his eyes and walked into the villa first.

Zuo Bai consciously followed. From his observation, the bald man, although the captain, was the one who made the final decision.

However, the person with the most influence among them is the emcee.

It's not that the emcee is being disrespectful, but rather that he is the brains of the team, and his advice has the greatest impact on the team's final decision.

In other words, whether Zuo Bai can survive tonight depends mainly on the emcee's opinion.

Red Dragonfly, Beast, and the bald male captain followed behind.

Logically speaking, Wu Shou's mission as a "taxi driver" was complete, and he could leave.

But everyone seemed to have forgotten about him; no one mentioned it, and he himself dared not bring it up on his own initiative.

They're both villains, so who doesn't know who?
Even if the other party brings it up, it doesn't necessarily mean they sincerely want him to leave;
If you bring it up yourself, you're essentially forcing the other party to kill you to silence you.

Wu Shou looked down at his toes, gritted his teeth, and followed at the back of the group, tears welling up in his eyes.

The longer you stay by [fate]'s side, the more things you shouldn't know, and the easier it is to die a more miserable death. But if you don't follow it, there might be no next step.

How do I solve this problem? Can anyone help me? I'm waiting online, it's urgent!!!

The villa was dark, and none of the group turned on the lights.

But everyone is used to seeing in the dark, so it doesn't matter.

The emcee's eyes darted around strangely as he led the group through the foyer and straight into a room inside the villa.

They arrived at a storage room, where the master of ceremonies abruptly stopped, his pale eyes staring intently at the wall.

The walls were piled high with plasterboard, bundles of conduit, and buckets of unopened latex paint.

"We've arrived! The recipient is here! Ah—"

The emcee narrowed his eyes, the veins around them bulging even more menacingly.

Everyone followed his gaze to the wall, and almost as soon as he finished speaking, the wall suddenly shook and a crack appeared in the wall.

Immediately afterwards, Li Hanyu, dressed in casual home clothes, came out from inside.

When she saw a large group of people standing outside, she visibly froze, her pupils contracted sharply, and she subconsciously took a half step back.

Fortunately, she reacted in the next instant and quickly widened her beautiful eyes. The replacement prosthetic eye also gave her the ability to see at night.

She quickly recognized the faces of the group, and her previously wary expression immediately relaxed, her eyes gleaming with undisguised joy.

She hurriedly went to Zuo Bai and said happily:
"Professor Zuo Bai, we've finally been waiting for you."

When Zuo Bai saw that Li Hanyu completely ignored the emcee and the others and greeted him first, his heart sank involuntarily.

He instinctively looked at the emcee, who was not annoyed at all and even smiled at him.

For no apparent reason, Zuo Bai felt a chill run down his spine.

He took a deep breath and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, but he could not find a corresponding face in his memory bank.

I recognized him from his eyes; I'd never seen him before.

Zuo Bai's expression was cold and stern as he asked in a deep voice, "Did you invite me here?"

Li Hanyu was taken aback upon hearing this.

Lou Duan clearly helped invite the person, so why does Professor Zuo Bai seem completely unaware of it?

But then I thought about it again. Lou Duan was moved by my sincerity and that's why he offered his help. So, Professor Zuo Bai was indeed someone I invited, which makes sense.

Li Hanyu then said seriously:
"That's right, I invited you here. Only you can save my son. From now on, I'm entrusting my son Qian Huan's life to you."

His left eyelid twitched suddenly, and he slowly repeated:

"You mean... you want me to save your son?"

You're using fate to kidnap me to save your son? Very well, you really know how to save your son, huh?

Li Hanyu couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Why did Lou Duan not tell Zuo Bai anything?

Is the secrecy work really that thorough?

But it doesn't matter anymore. As long as the white man from the left comes, his son will be saved.

She suddenly grabbed Zuo Bai's hand, gripping it quite tightly:

"Professor Zuo Bai, please come with me."

Zuo Bai stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the emcee.

The emcee shrugged, a playful smile on his face:
“The bond between mother and son is the most touching. Since she has extended such a warm invitation, you should go with her. We will wait for you to come back here.”

He paused, then added with a smile:
"Remember to ask her to give you a five-star review after you're done."

The beast beside him grinned and waved the briefcase in his hand at Zuo Bai, saying in a gruff voice:

"I'll be waiting for you!"

Zuo Bai: "..."

(End of this chapter)