At thirty, I started my comeback from the intelligence system.

[Analysis confirms instructions; guidance provided for Intelligence 3:]

[1. Assassin Characteristics: Wang Jinlong, approximately 1.78 meters tall, with a muscular build, a triangular old scar behind his left ear, and a habitually used triangular scraper. Li Caifeng, approximately 1.65 meters tall, with a beautiful appearance, skilled in using poisoned needles, and usually disguises herself as a weak woman. The two work together seamlessly, are ruthless, and have committed numerous murders in Northwest China.]

[2. Operation Mode: It is anticipated that Li Caifeng will pose as a client inquiring about high-end long-term nannies, contacting Cui Lanzhen and using persuasive language and deception to extract information. If the extraction fails or arouses suspicion, Wang Jinlong will quickly appear and use violence to control and interrogate her. They are pressed for time, and their methods will be direct and ruthless.]

[3. Recommended Action: Immediately warn and relocate Cui Lanzhen! There is no time to lose. Warning: The opponent is a seasoned professional criminal, extremely dangerous, and the host is no match for him. The primary objective is to ensure the safety of the host's mother, not to capture the enemy.]

The system's analysis was very objective, but the words "extremely dangerous" and "you are no match for it" still made Chen Geng sweat!

He glanced at the time; it was just past midnight. The assassin wouldn't act until the morning; there was still time. He forced himself to calm down.

Should we notify the military or police?

But how do we explain the source of the information?

Moreover, Lang Hehe's primary task is to protect Emmas. Would she immediately mobilize resources to protect an ordinary domestic worker for a "possible" danger?

Even if they could, there might not be enough time to plan it, and it might alert the assassin, causing them to become aware of the situation or change their target, putting the mother in even greater danger.

Moreover, Lang Hehe might believe what he said, but the police were even less likely to believe it, and he couldn't control them anyway!

Yang Yongchao is still recovering from his injury, so we can't count on him at all!

If I call now and tell my mother there's danger and ask her to leave the company, will she listen?

He then thought of Mu Xueke. Taking leave as the president's assistant to handle some "family matters" was perfectly reasonable!

I need to rush to the vicinity of the domestic service company immediately to pick up my mother in advance and temporarily settle her in the hotel where I am staying.

This is the safest approach!

He took a few deep breaths to suppress the panic and regret in his heart.

He had been too successful before and thought that having an intelligence system would allow him to control everything. However, he forgot that he was just an ordinary person. When facing real outlaws, he was no match for them in terms of physical strength and would only bring trouble to his family.

This time, there can be absolutely no room for complacency!

Early morning, at the Peninsula Hotel restaurant in Shenzhen.

Gao Tian, ​​dressed as a waiter, didn't say a word, put down the coffee, and disappeared again.

Mu Xueke looked at Chen Geng, who was sitting opposite her, clearly distracted, with dark circles under his eyes and no appetite, and asked with concern:

"Chen Geng, are you alright? You look terrible. Didn't you sleep well last night? Or... is something wrong?"

Chen Geng snapped out of his chaotic thoughts and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mu! There's something I need to take care of... There might be a small problem with my mother, and I was thinking of... asking for leave this morning to go and check on her. I'll be right back after I'm done, so it won't interfere with our afternoon trip to the science park."

He tried to keep his tone calm, but the anxiety and urgency in his eyes still betrayed him.

Mu Xueke frowned slightly.

"Is it a problem? Is it serious? Do you need help?"

"I'm not sure of the specifics yet, but it shouldn't be too serious. I need to go and check it out to be on the safe side! Thank you for your concern, Mr. Mu!"

Chen Geng dared not say more, for fear of implicating Mu Xueke, and also for fear that she would press for details.

Seeing that Chen Geng was unwilling to say more, Mu Xueke did not press him and nodded:

"Okay, go ahead. Be careful, and call me anytime if anything happens. Just be back by 3 p.m.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu." Chen Geng felt as if he had been granted a pardon, immediately stood up, and hurriedly left the restaurant.

Not long after he left, Lang Hehe, dressed in a neat casual outfit, appeared at the restaurant entrance.

Her gaze swept around and quickly locked onto Mu Xueke before she walked over.

"Mr. Mu, good morning! Where's Chen Geng?"

Lang Hehe got straight to the point. She remembered Chen Geng's promise from last night and had wanted to come and "keep an eye" on things early in the morning, but she was still a step too late.

"He just left, saying there were some things to take care of at home, so he asked for leave to deal with them. Does Colonel Lang need him urgently?"

Something happened at home?

Ask for leave?

You made a promise last night, and then left early this morning saying you had "family matters to attend to"?

Is it a coincidence, or a pretext for delay, or even... an attempt to escape?

She remained outwardly calm: "It's about supplementing and confirming some security details... Does President Mu know exactly where he went to handle what matters?"

He didn't go into details, only saying that something had come up with his mother.

"What does his mother do? Where does she live?"

Mu Xueke recalled for a moment: "I heard him mention it; it seems he works for a housekeeping company. His address… I'm not sure. Should I have my secretary check?"

"No need, thank you, Mr. Mu."

A housekeeping company? Or just ordinary household chores? Or... is there something wrong with Chen Geng's so-called "intelligence channels," or is he himself in trouble?

"I have to go now. Please let me know if Chen Geng contacts you, or if you remember anything!"

Lang Hehe nodded to Mu Xueke, turned and strode out of the restaurant, pressing his earpiece as he walked and quickly whispering instructions:

"Target: Chen Geng, just left the Peninsula Hotel, whereabouts unknown. Review surveillance footage around the hotel and track his vehicle. Notify traffic control center to assist in identifying the license plate. I need his real-time location. Team one, prepare the vehicle, stand by."

She couldn't completely trust Chen Geng, but she couldn't let him out of her sight, especially at this critical juncture. What if he really encountered danger, or... what if he was hiding more secrets?

Lang Hehe decided to go and see for himself!

At 9:30 a.m., outside Xinyue Household Services Company.

Chen Geng parked his car on the street corner and observed the small street-facing shop from a distance.

The signboard is a bit old, but the glass door is fairly clean.

It was still early, and the shop seemed to have just opened; there weren't many customers yet.

He calmed down a bit and prepared to get off the bus. He planned to call his mother first and ask her to find an excuse to come out.

However, at that moment, a black sedan pulled up in front of the housekeeping company.

A muscular man in a gray jacket got out of the driver's seat, looked around, and lit a cigarette.

The passenger door opened, and a woman who looked to be in her early thirties, wearing a beige knit sweater and a black long skirt, stepped out. She smoothed her hair, wore a perfectly measured smile, linked one arm with the man's, and pushed open the glass door of the housekeeping company with the other, then went inside.

Chen Geng's heart sank!

They're here! It must be them! The Bonnie and Clyde thieves!

He immediately dialed his mother's cell phone!

The call went through, but no one answered!

Oops!

Perhaps he's busy with that "female client" and can't answer the phone, or... something has already happened?

Cold sweat broke out on Chen Geng's forehead. He couldn't care less about anything else and rushed over after opening the car door!