Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 92 Who says I'm afraid to let him kiss me?

All of this happened too fast; less than ten minutes had passed from the moment the two rushed out to the moment the woman in business attire crashed into the wall and died.

Bai Zhaoli felt as if she had experienced so much.

She was now certain that Jiang Lang's friend who sold mirrors was himself.

Moreover, the mirror that could help people conceal their presence was only the tip of the iceberg of Jiang Lang's other abilities.

He didn't intend to hide it from me!

And—there was absolutely no intention to hide it.

Bai Zhaoli stared intently at the mirror in mid-air and discovered that it actually displayed moving images.

The image is blurry, but you can vaguely tell it's from a first-person perspective.

The focal point of the view is a man whose silhouette resembles Mo Yun's.

The mirror hummed and vibrated, carrying the sound of two people's noisy conversation.

"Arrange for a few young men and women to treat them well."

"But Lord Mo, won't this cause trouble—"

"It's just a small risk! A hive can only have one new queen! What's there to be afraid of? Go ahead and rest assured, I'll protect you if anything goes wrong!"

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"Splash!"

The mirror shattered suddenly, and that was the end of this vague and brief memory.

Jiang Lang frowned: "How could it be so short?"

Bai Zhaoli then asked, "So, your mockery of her just now was to provoke her emotions?"

"Um!"

Jiang Lang nodded. Only by arousing her emotions could he possibly create the inner scene.

That's why they used the Shenshang Mirror to block her, cutting off her communication with Mo Chong, and then started gossiping.

Unexpectedly, her individual consciousness was so weak that even though she hated Mo Yun to the core, she still almost couldn't weave an inner vision.

This memory seems to contain a lot of information.

A new queen is about to be born in the hive, and the competition for her succession seems to be fierce.

But this information is completely useless to me!

Bai Zhaoli whispered, "Did we alert them?"

"yes!"

Jiang Lang nodded, then shook his head: "Don't worry too much! Judging from the current situation, Mo Yun came to Yunjin because he wants to do something very important. He won't leave easily if he can't accomplish this."

He must have considerable influence to dare to host such a banquet.

Today's turn of events should only anger him, not frighten him.

"But—it's still harder for us."

"yes!"

Jiang Lang nodded. Finding clues about Mo Yun would definitely be even more difficult.

But there's nothing we can do about it; Mo Yun is just too cautious.

The diners were unaware of his purpose.

Even his subordinates didn't know.

Such a banquet could not be easily infiltrated by outsiders in a gentle manner.

It can only be said that, apart from letting innocent people be killed, there is almost no possibility of not alerting the enemy.

But that's not something he can do.

Jiang Lang picked up the two unconscious young men in one hand: "Let's go! Let's go back first."

"good!"

Bai Zhaoli nodded and picked up the other two as well.

The two of them, with mirrors pressed against their foreheads, swaggered out of the presidential suite and down to the underground parking garage.

They folded them into the trunk, and then the two went back to their room and put away the developing film.

Jiang Lang said in a deep voice, "You take them away first, I'll stay here and wait for them to come to us."

"what?"

Bai Zhaoli quickly figured out what Jiang Lang wanted to do.

If the two of them left together at this time, it would definitely arouse suspicion, because it was too close to the time of death.

But if only one person leaves, there's a reason to explain it.

It is well known that murderers like to return to the crime scene.

So many people died this time, and the death of a "cook" will definitely cause a great stir, and the forces behind it are very likely to come forward.

Whether Mo Yun comes in person or sends his men, he can reconnect the clues.

The approach is correct.

But she was still a little worried: "Can you manage on your own?"

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "Of course I can! Can you handle those young people?"

"OK!"

Bai Zhaoli nodded: "Sister Yu is in the police station, so protecting the victims won't be a problem."

Jiang Lang pulled a button-down camera out of his pocket: "I filmed everything that happened before we took action; it should come in handy."

"Um!"

"Then you should go back!"

"You—be careful."

Bai Zhaoli put the button camera in her pocket, but it took her a long time to look away from Jiang Lang.

She still remembers the struggle she had just gone through.

It's not really a struggle; it's just a difficult choice with a definite outcome.

fortunately.

Jiang Lang is the same kind of person as me.

And—he seems to be gentler than I am.

Chongjiang Lang waved his hand, pushed open the door, and quickly left the room, pretending to make a phone call as he walked.

"Hey, Mr. Hu, I'll send the documents over to you right away."

They went back to the parking lot openly and brazenly, then stepped on the gas and headed towards Qipu Ward.

On the way, she gripped the steering wheel with one hand and gently stroked the button camera with the other.

It's like holding a warm hand.

inside the room.

Jiang Lang narrowed his eyes, returned to the presidential suite, and crouched back in the corner he had been hiding in.

The battle ended quickly, and with the Shenshang Mirror covering the scene, no sound has reached the outside world. So we'll have to wait a while longer before the crime scene is discovered.

But he wasn't in a hurry; time was the last thing he needed.

Patience is the most precious quality of an assassin.

I sat there and waited for about three hours.

Finally, there was some noise outside. After the door was swiped open, hotel staff brought in a group of people from the Security Bureau.

Upon seeing the bloody scene inside, the hotel staff screamed and vomited in terror. The police quickly cordoned off the area, examining the condition of the bodies while making numerous phone calls.

Jiang Lang clearly heard that one of the calls was made to Mo Yun.

If we can glean some information from this, the chances of finding Mo Yun will greatly increase.

but----

Mo Yun did not answer the phone.

The inspector general cursed and dialed another number, demanding to know where Mo Yun was.

The response was a helpless and simple three words: "I don't know!"

The chief inspector was so angry he was trembling. He immediately went out and rushed over. Jiang Lang followed closely behind and then followed him all the way to the maritime police station in the Marrow Tower, where he met Zhang Feng, who had taken Mo Yun to the banquet that day.

The chief inspector was on the same level as Zhang Feng, so he didn't give him any face at all, and the two argued for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Feng's flustered appearance, Jiang Lang could roughly tell that the old man really didn't know where Mo Yun was.

This person————

So cautious!

Moreover, the person the Inspector General sought out was Zhang Feng, a Zerg puppet, rather than a humanoid bee like Mo Yun and the woman in business attire whose features were indistinguishable. This indicates that the Inspector General did not know Mo Chong's true identity either, let alone follow the clues to find out more.

It seems that continuing down this path will be difficult.

Jiang Lang shook his head, went straight back to the hotel, then went to the lobby to pretend to be a bystander and inquire about the gossip surrounding the murder case before checking out and leaving.

He took a taxi and left the public concession. He dialed Bai Zhaoli's number: "Where are you now?"

"I'm at Sister Yu's house, do you want to come over?"

"wait for me!"

Jiang Lang got out of the taxi, found a secluded spot to remove his disguise, and then hailed another taxi to head to the location sent by Bai Zhaoli.

Why are you always laughing while holding your phone?

Yang Yu glanced at Bai Zhaoli helplessly.

Bai Zhaoli tilted her fair chin up: "What? Can't I even smile?"

Yang Yu rested her chin on her hand, looking at her with a half-smile: "I still feel like you're bragging. Jiang Lang is obviously an avoidant personality; how could he possibly like you?"

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

Bai Zhaoli couldn't be bothered with her.

Yang Yu smiled knowingly, then suddenly raised her voice: "You're both arrogant and insecure. How about we make a bet?"

Bai Zhaoli immediately objected: "What are we betting on?"

Yang Yu looked her up and down and smiled, "I'll give you two a chance to be alone later. If you can't handle it, I can create an atmosphere for you. Just do as you said, close your eyes, tilt your head back, and see if he kisses you."

Bai Zhaoli: "————"

Her face flushed slightly, and she hesitated for a while without being able to speak.

Yang Yu sneered, "See? I knew you wouldn't dare."

Bai Zhaoli slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "Who says I wouldn't dare!"

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