My wife is a magical girl, how can I be the villain?

Chapter 174 Let’s go back to the house

The two men looked very stylish, dressed in matching black trench coats and helmets, speeding through the middle of the wide road. Instead of making any annoying noise, they quietly and precisely navigated the intersections.

If we don't consider recklessly running red lights —

These things were none of the magical girl's business, and Ye Jingjing didn't care about them either. What attracted her attention was the person sitting in the back seat. Normally, she wouldn't have recognized who these two people were, but just now she thought of Tang Ming, and she felt that the figure of the person behind her was somewhat similar to his.

Ye Jingjing glanced around and saw that nothing else had happened. She quietly followed in the sky. Although she flew very slowly, the motorcycle made turns on the ground, so she only needed to fly in a straight line.

Ye Jingjing knows very few people nowadays, and the few she truly remembers are no more than two hands. She remembers Tang Ming's hunched back very clearly; the first time she met her older brother, he was squatting in a corner digging something.

Later she learned that it was about finding a medium, and the two of them even learned how to use it together. Unfortunately, the older brother still didn't have any magical senses, but she became a wizard.

Now that she's become a magical girl, she realizes that Tang Ming was "stealing" official stuff, and getting caught would be a serious crime.

When Senior Xingyu was at the border, he kept emphasizing the importance of the monitoring device to the city. Ye Jingjing was terrified and dared not admit that she was also an accomplice of the "criminal"—she was even more afraid of Senior Xingyu.

"I will protect my big brother, you don't need to do this kind of thing anymore—" Ye Jingjing silently said in her heart, then looked at that...

A motorcycle entered the gate of the Garden Hotel.

She knew this hotel; it was very luxurious and had been renovated a few years ago. It still retained its former splendor, but the color was more understated, rather than the gaudy gold of the past.

She thought the motorcycle would stop at the hotel lobby entrance so she could see who got off, but instead it went straight down to the underground parking lot and disappeared from her sight.

Ye Jingjing blinked, wavering between curiosity and her commitment to her mission. The more she followed, the more convinced she became that the person behind her was her older brother. It was already past midnight; why would he be out? And that hot woman in front of her didn't seem like his wife either.

Many questions arose in her mind, but she didn't know how to use concealment magic yet. Not to mention that it would cause a commotion, even if it really was an older brother, how could she explain that a 15-year-old child would come to a place like this in the middle of the night?

She thought about it for a long time, and realized that the person on the motorcycle was probably long gone. Ye Jingjing had no choice but to give up reluctantly, but when she turned around, her gloomy mood immediately lifted because Senior Xingyu had come over.

"Senior—" Ye Jingjing waved her hand lightly, her words almost impossible for Xingyu to hear—but the golden figure that pierced through the night sky stopped in front of her instantly.

"Ye Jingjing? What are you doing here?" Xingyu looked at her in surprise, seemingly a little flustered.

Ye Jingjing noticed it keenly, but felt she had misread it. She answered truthfully, "I... I'm patrolling the central area, right here."

Xingyu suddenly remembered that she had asked her to patrol the core area and check for anomalous auras, so it was perfectly reasonable for her to be here—but seeing her here for the first time, Xingyu was momentarily confused.

She glanced furtively at the Garden Hotel below, a hint of guilt in her eyes.

Ye Jingjing was also a little guilty. Although this was also her patrol area, she had followed "people" here. She wouldn't lie, and her face turned pale, which was hidden by the thick night.

"Senior—where are you going?" Even though she felt a little guilty, Ye Jingjing still asked, otherwise she would feel even more uncomfortable if the other party didn't speak.

"Oh, I need to go to the other side to take care of some things—it's rather urgent. There seems to be some street rioting over there. Could you help patrol that area?"

Xingyu pointed in the direction she had come from and urged her to go and check.

"it is good."

Upon hearing Xingyu's instructions, Ye Jingjing nodded obediently and flew unsteadily into the distance.

Xingyu continued flying forward, but occasionally she would secretly observe Ye Jingjing's position. Only after confirming that she wouldn't suddenly have to turn back did she dart away like a peregrine falcon and fly towards the hotel on the ground.

Xingyu's control of speed and angle was extremely precise, as if the prey was right where her gaze was focused.

Then Xingyu flew to her "prey's" side, to the ventilation window at the end of the corridor on the first floor. Like a nimble dancer, she quickly opened the window and lightly jumped into the corridor, then casually pulled the window back to its previous angle.

The magical aura emanating from her body continuously neutralized the monitoring ripples around her. As she passed through the elevator lobby, she scanned the numbers on the elevator display screen. A card appeared in Xingyu's palm. With a "beep," she entered the room, closed the door, and deactivated her transformation. Her magnificent yellow palace dress transformed into ordinary plain-colored pajamas, and the necklace on her chest shone brightly, receiving the invisible magical energy flowing in from outside the room. As she stroked it with her palm, the light instantly receded and disappeared.

Lin Ruoyu leaped into the cool bed, adjusted her position, and fell into a deep sleep.

"That's about it for the data. You're all tired, so go upstairs and rest. We've identified six bases tonight, five of which have already been destroyed. Leave the last one to the Anti-Magic Department and the Magical Girls."

The old manager patted Tang Ming on the shoulder and nodded in satisfaction.

"I hope they won't call us down again. Running back and forth is so tiring—" Hua Lingyou twisted her sore neck. The most tiring part wasn't the battle, but riding back. If it weren't for hiding her identity, she wouldn't want to change clothes or wear a helmet.

"Alright! You guys weren't followed when you came back, were you?"

"No, it was safe the whole way. We took the private elevator directly to the hotel as soon as we entered," Tang Ming said earnestly.

They were indeed very careful, always using the private elevator in the third-floor multi-functional hall to go down to the basement, whether leaving or returning to the hotel.

To the other people in the hotel, it appeared as if they had only been in a room on the third floor for a few tens of minutes before coming out.

As for the hotel staff—they had all been replaced by Zeng Que's men long ago, and were told to go back and get some rest.

The order to transfer the Demon Department is an official order, and only magical girls in the entire city of Fangzhou can refuse it.

"Alright, you can go up now." The old supervisor nodded; he trusted Tang Ming's work ethic.

Hua Lingyou rolled her eyes, twisted her neck and walked into the elevator hall, pressed the upstairs button, and then glanced at Tang Ming beside her.

"Are you still able to sleep?"

"After all this running around and being exposed to the wind, I really can't sleep," Tang Ming sighed silently.

The monitoring devices in the elevator lobby continuously scanned the two of them, a faint magical net sweeping across the entire space. They knew there were sophisticated detection systems in place, yet they remained completely calm.

These densely packed devices were installed by the Anti-Demon Department to "protect" them, monitoring any unusual activity in real time. From the elevator lobby to the floor where their defenses were fully reinforced, they installed media far exceeding what a hotel should have.

Even if Anmeng Insurance is in fact a "terrorist organization", no one wants the base where the senior executives and their families are staying to be wiped out by a "suicide truck".

If a suspicious person were to sneak in, the harm to ordinary people would be unimaginable.

The two entered the elevator. Hua Lingyou pressed the button for the 30th floor. Surveillance cameras and defensive devices were still positioned above them, even...

Two miniature magic bombs are charging.

At this moment, neither of them had any foreign substances in their bodies, and they were chatting casually in a relaxed manner.

These mediums and the magic stones that power the circuits constantly leak out wisps of magic power, which is a reasonable loss. A trace of this magic power floats upwards along the elevator shaft.