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The woman in the black dress walked slowly down the wooden steps into the courtyard, her eyes revealing an indifference that regarded human life as worthless.

Her gaze swept over the three men, but did not linger on Lin Ye and Zhao Qishan before she walked straight to Song Jing.

With a crisp metallic click, the woman pulled a diamond-encrusted folding knife from a pocket on the side of her skirt, and placed the cold blade against Song Jing's cheek.

"Weren't you very noisy in the car just now?" the woman asked in Japanese.

Feeling the sharpness on his skin, Song Jing would have already unleashed a hundred nasty insults at this moment if it were any other time, but to avoid attracting Shen Nai's attention, he could only remain calm.

Song Jing simply turned his head away, his gaze falling on the stone lantern in the corner of the courtyard, looking like he couldn't be bothered to pay it any attention.

The woman looked at him, who was deliberately avoiding her gaze, but her eyes remained expressionless.

Whether he talks back or not is irrelevant, because some punishments are destined to come from the very beginning.

Her wrist, gripping the knife handle, sank slightly, and the sharp tip of the blade sliced ​​through Song Jing's skin, leaving a bloody gash along his cheek.

The entire movement was as natural as flowing water, as if she wasn't cutting into human flesh at all, but just an eyesore of cloth.

Fresh blood seeped from the wound, pooling into a deep crimson color, and slid down his chin, dripping onto the ground with a few soft sounds.

After doing all this, the woman didn't even bother to glance at her prey's pained expression, and snapped her folding knife shut with one hand.

She turned around and left the open space the way she came, leaving behind only a cold and aloof silhouette.

Blood was still seeping from the wound on Song Jing's cheek, but he didn't care. This kind of flesh wound would heal in a few hours at most, without even leaving a scar.

Zhao Qishan said, "This house is equipped with magnetic field shielding devices everywhere, so we can't find any useful information."

A magnetic field shield is a special, expensive device that cannot weaken or resist the damage caused by a player's magnetic field; it will fail if attacked by a magnetic field.

Its core function is simply to create sensory barriers, preventing players from seeing the specific structure and personnel distribution within the area, and even making it impossible to know the location of the jammer itself.

If Zhao Qishan wanted to, he could destroy this retro courtyard along with all that broken metal, but there was no need to do so.

Zhao Qishan quickly assessed the current situation: "Let's find a secluded corner and slip away. As long as we don't disappear into thin air under the surveillance cameras or those people's noses, they'll at most guess we're low-level players who have awakened some abilities. Otherwise, if they realize we're at the Chen level, they'll definitely contact Shen Nai immediately, and then we'll be in trouble."

Song Jing pursed his lips in agreement, while Lin Ye never commented on this level of discussion, preferring to let things take their course.

With a slight exertion, the three of them easily broke free of the ropes binding them, just like spider silk.

"Guards! They're trying to escape!" The guards reacted and rushed forward.

Zhao Qishan, along with Lin Ye and Song Jing, scaled two white walls in full view of everyone, avoiding the sight of the patrolling guards.

They found a secluded corner at the edge of the courtyard, behind the landscape trees.

"Walk."

The next instant, the three figures vanished from the spot.

After an unknown amount of time, someone came out of the gate of the retro courtyard.

With several folders containing revenue reports tucked under his arm, Zhong Ping found his black sedan parked by the roadside, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat.

The continuous reporting and nerve-wracking responses left him feeling somewhat exhausted. He skillfully started the engine, and the vehicle slowly drove onto the street along the asphalt road.

The car had only driven a hundred or two meters when, without anyone noticing, the breathing of three more people could be heard inside the car.

Lin then found himself sitting in the passenger seat out of nowhere, while Zhao Qishan and Song Jing appeared in the back.

Zhong Ping's nerves, which had just relaxed, suddenly tightened, and he almost swerved the steering wheel.

He glanced at Lin Ye in the passenger seat, then looked at the two people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Zhong Ping didn't ask about the cause and effect. He took the initiative to say, "The woman who kidnapped you is named Igarashi Saya. She is a young lady from the Igarashi family."

"The Igarashi family is a behemoth in Japan. Their influence is deeply entrenched, and their businesses are spread throughout the country. Whether it's a bustling commercial center or a shady territory, the Igarashi family's influence is everywhere. The Starry Sky Hotel where I work is one of their properties."

"Let's not talk about that. We're here to contact Qingxin. Where is she now?"

Zhao Qishan wasn't interested in the local bully's arrogance and quickly steered the conversation back on track.

Whenever someone from Tian Shu comes to Fusang to carry out a mission, whether they need to obtain local intelligence or simply land and report their arrival, they will almost always come to Zhong Ping first.

"Commissioner Gu's mission this time is of a very high level and the situation is special. She met with me a few days ago when she arrived in Tokyo and took some documents, but then we lost contact."

Zhong Ping glanced at Zhao Qishan through the rearview mirror: "I don't know her exact location or what she's doing. According to regulations, I don't have the authority or the possibility to actively track her movements."

Upon hearing this answer, Zhao Qishan frowned slightly. He had originally thought that finding Zhong Ping would allow him to immediately make contact with Gu Qingxin, but he hadn't expected that even the other party had no clues.

Song Jing leaned back in the back seat, tapping his knees lightly with his fingers, not surprised by the result.

Gu Qingxin was a well-known lone wolf in Tian Shu, and when carrying out missions, she was always as elusive as a ghost.

Zhong Ping suggested, "If you're not in a particular hurry, it's best to settle in first and wait. Once Commissioner Gu makes a move or needs logistical support, she'll naturally contact me, and I'll then pass on your information to her."

Zhao Qishan looked at Lin Ye and, seeing that he didn't react much, agreed.

Zhong Ping said, "You were supposed to stay at the Starry Sky Hotel that I'm in charge of, but it's a property of the Igarashi family, and you just had a conflict with the eldest daughter of the Igarashi family, so I have to arrange other accommodations for you."

The black sedan gradually drove away from the city center, and more than half an hour later, it stopped at the entrance of a narrow alley.

The alley was lined with two-story buildings standing close together, and the streetlights were dim.

"There's a small hotel at the end of the alley; you don't need to register any personal information."

Zhong Ping took out several Japanese 10,000-yuan banknotes from the storage compartment and handed them to Zhao Qishan in the back row.

"Take this cash for the next few days to cover your expenses. I'll come here to find you immediately if anything happens."

Zhao Qishan took the money, and the three of them got out of the car one by one.

Zhong Ping watched the three figures disappear into the depths of the alley before shifting gears again and driving away.