Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

Ling Luo walked towards the room, and the glass door of the greenhouse behind her slowly closed, while Gu Shen's words kept echoing in her mind.

I know the name of the hawk.

He was expelled from the Dragon Kingdom without cause.

A series of events connected in my mind.

Ling Luo paused in her steps.

Therefore, Shen Ruo's identity must truly be what he imagines to be.

How could this mission possibly fall to someone like him who isn't a professional in the field?

Sending out a piece of data is an easy task, relying solely on sophisticated methods.

Ling Luo shook her head, suppressing the speculation in her mind, and quickly returned to her room.

Only a dim bedside lamp was on in the room. Gu Yang was lying on his side, breathing evenly and deeply, fast asleep.

He kicked the blanket off halfway, revealing a clean, white foot.

Ling Luo walked over quietly, bent down and covered him with the blanket again, her fingertips inadvertently touching Gu Yang's warm cheek.

Ling Luo didn't go to the memory palace to rest all night.

He sat on a chair on the terrace, letting the cold sea breeze blow on him, his tablet computer lit up, displaying the 24-hour news channel of the United States.

The sky turned from deep blue to a pale white, and the outline of the sea gradually became clear. Inside the room, Gu Yang turned over and let out a satisfied murmur.

Ling Luo glanced back; Gu Yang was still asleep.

Just then, a breaking news report was interrupted while the tablet was broadcasting financial news.

"This station has just received news that Senator Green, a senior senator, is suspected of having a large-scale financial scandal involving his charitable foundation..."

The news footage switched to dozens of agents in jackets rushing into a luxury building, with flashbulbs going off everywhere.

Less than twenty hours after the task was issued in Gushen, this unyielding legislator collapsed.

With such strength, if Gu Shen really had the same identity as Zhu Ying, how could he possibly be the one chosen for this mission?

But if he wasn't in that position, how did he know the code name "Pecking Eagle"?

Even if people knew about him, they would only know the name James Wang or his identity as a bookstore owner.

  

It's impossible to directly say the code name "Pecking Eagle".

Ling Luo's eyebrows were raised high. What was going on?

Is there some hidden story behind this?

"Hmm... Ling Luo?"

Gu Yang's soft murmur broke Ling Luo's thoughts.

Ling Luo turned her head and saw Gu Yang sitting up sleepily, his hair as messy as a bird's nest.

He rubbed his eyes and accurately located Ling Luo's direction.

"You didn't sleep all night?"

"I have some things to do, I'll rest on the plane for a bit." Ling Luo walked back to her room and closed the balcony door behind her to shut out the wind.

Gu Yang yawned, threw off the covers and got out of bed. He walked barefoot toward Ling Luo with his arms outstretched.

"hug."

Ling Luo helplessly pulled him into her arms, the person in her embrace carrying the warmth and softness of someone who had just woken up.

"Go wash up quickly. Uncle Fu should have already prepared breakfast. We'll leave after we eat."

"Go? Where to?"

"Let's go home." Ling Luo patted his back. "Fourth Uncle has made arrangements. We'll return to the capital today."

"So fast?" Gu Yang sat up abruptly, the blanket slipping off his shoulders. "Is even Fourth Uncle unable to handle this?"

Seeing his anxious expression, Ling Luo's heart softened. She pulled him back into her arms and gently comforted him, "It's alright, everything's been resolved. There's no point in us staying here. Let's go home sooner rather than later."

Gu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He had always thought that although his fourth uncle held grudges, he was very shrewd.

Gu Yang snuggled against him and said, "It's so nice to be able to go home. The bed here makes my back hurt. Home is much more comfortable."

He grumbled as he walked into the bathroom, where the sound of running water soon filled the air.

Li Mingjun knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Ling, a message came from the eagle. The bird has returned to its nest. Please don't worry."

"So fast?"

Yesterday, Gu Shen said that the news would come out at noon today, but unexpectedly, at just over six o'clock, Gu Feng sent the news that Zhuo Ying was safe.

Ling Luo's nerves, which had been tense all night, finally relaxed completely.

"Go pack your things, we'll be leaving in a bit."

"Yes." Li Mingjun nodded in agreement and went back to his room to get his things.

Gu Yang had already finished washing up and was wiping his face with a towel, humming an off-key song.

After they finished getting ready, the two went downstairs together.

In the large restaurant, only Uncle Fu stood by, and the long table was set with exquisite Chinese breakfast dishes, such as shrimp dumplings and siu mai, steaming hot.

"Where's Fourth Uncle?" Gu Yang asked casually after taking a sip of porridge.

"The Fourth Master took the Third Young Master to the horse farm early this morning. He instructed me to make sure the two of you finished breakfast, as the carriage is already waiting outside," Uncle Fu replied with a bow, his posture impeccable.

"He's quick on his feet," Gu Yang muttered under his breath, clearly remembering that he was supposed to come and support Ling Luo, but one of the main characters was nowhere to be found.

"Isn't my third brother coming back with us?"

Uncle Fu's smile remained unchanged: "Fourth Master, please let Third Young Master stay for a few days, and then we will send him directly back to Australia."

Upon hearing this, Yang nodded, seemingly unconcerned.

After breakfast, Uncle Fu personally escorted the two to the gate of the manor.

The unremarkable black Chevrolet was already waiting there. Qin Feng stood by the car and nodded slightly when he saw the two of them.

"Sixth Young Master, Mr. Ling."

"Brother Qin, you're the one who brought us here?" Gu Yang greeted him.

"Yes, Sixth Young Master."

"Thank you for your hard work." Ling Luo nodded.

Gu Yang, holding Ling Luo's hand, turned and waved to Uncle Fu.

"Goodbye, Uncle Fu. Please tell my fourth uncle that I can borrow his inkstone from his study for two days. I'll return it to him next time I come."

On Uncle Fu's perpetually unchanging butler face, the muscles seemed to twitch slightly, but he still maintained perfect manners.

"I will pass on the message to Mr. Si."

Ling Luo was pulled into the car by Gu Yang, and the car smoothly drove away from the manor, merging into the traffic on the coastal highway.

In the car, Ling Luo finally asked, "What is a Huizhou inkstone?"

"Hehe, while you were in the restroom, I went to my fourth uncle's study and got a top-quality Huizhou inkstone. I'll give it to your teacher when we get back."

Ling Luo: ......

Are you sure you took it and didn't steal it?

"What do you mean by stealing? Do you think your fourth uncle doesn't know? He has more hidden cameras in his study than you do. I'm taking it openly and honestly."

Ling Luo couldn't argue with Gu Yang, so she had to send a message to Gu Shen asking how much it would cost.

Gu Shen, who was at the horse farm, smiled when he saw the message. "Tsk tsk, this is just like a naughty child causing trouble, and the parents coming to discuss compensation."

Tell him that the inkstone was given to him, but it was deducted from his New Year's money this year.

Ling Luo raised an eyebrow and handed her phone to Gu Yang.

Gu Yang looked up and saw thunder rumbling in the sky.

"No, why are they all trying to take away my New Year's money?"

Therefore, Yang Qi picked up his phone and sent a message to his fourth uncle.

[You stingy little thing, drinking cold water. [Embarrassed face]]

After sending the message, Gu Yang returned the phone to Ling Luo.

The vehicle arrived at a private airport, where a pristine white airplane sat quietly on the tarmac.

Qin Feng escorted the two to the bottom of the gangway and then stopped.

"Mr. Ling, my mission is complete."

"Thank you." Ling Luo nodded solemnly to him.

"Brother Qin, we're leaving now, bye-bye."

Gu Yang hurriedly said something, and then eagerly pulled Ling Luo upstairs.