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"Captain Lu," Si Ling whispered in her ear, her voice suggestive, "have you never been here before?"

She shifted uncomfortably to the side, then glanced impatiently at the scene before her.

She had never been to a place like this before, and even when she wanted to hang out with her friends, she would only go to quiet bars.

"Never mind all that, let's find someone first." She tried to ignore everything that made her uncomfortable, and pulled Si Ling's hand as they walked through the crowd and into the inner part of the area.

Assuming the bomber didn't escape but stayed here, she would have changed her torn clothes to avoid suspicion, so the first place to check is the toilet.

"Excuse me, please make way, thank you!"

Struggling to push through the crowd caught up in the revelry, Lu Zhao finally reached the vicinity of the restroom. Looking back, he realized that Si Ling, whom he had been holding hands with, had been pushed a few steps away from him by the crowd.

Just as she was about to step forward and bring the person over, she saw a young man with a sickly pale face and a punk-style outfit walk towards Si Ling with a wine glass in his hand, blocking her view.

Why are there guys everywhere with hormones that just can't be released?!

Lu Zhao unconsciously ground his teeth, his eyes almost overflowing with displeasure.

Chapter 45 Miss Si's Plan

"Miss, may I buy you a drink?"

The man in front of her was still trying his best to display his so-called masculine charm, unaware that the woman he had stopped had no attention on him at all.

Oh dear, the psionic fluctuations in the air don't seem good.

Si Ling sensed the fluctuations in her master's mood with great interest, and a smile appeared on her lips.

The man thought she was moved by him, and in his excitement, he was about to reach out and put his hand on her shoulder, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by a strong force.

"Who is it!" He was about to turn around impatiently and scold the inconsiderate person who was bothering him, but when he turned around, he saw another woman with an extremely beautiful face looking at him coldly.

Could today's romantic encounter be so wonderful?

His eyes lit up as he stared at her, smiling broadly as he offered her his wine glass. "Miss, would you like to buy me a drink?"

"Excuse me," the seemingly harmless girl behind me suddenly spoke up, "she must be here to see me."

The man paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "It's alright, we can all get to know each other. Since we're all here by chance, why don't we do it tonight..."

He was about to reach out with his other hand when he was suddenly punched in the face, his face twisted in pain. He cried out in pain and was about to retaliate with curses when the woman, who looked unapproachable, kicked him to the ground.

"Excuse me, I hate it when people touch me." Lu Zhao gave him a dark look, then forcibly pulled Si Ling over and nervously looked her up and down for a moment. "Are you alright?"

Si Ling blinked innocently: "It's okay, he didn't even touch me."

"That's good." She nodded, then glanced back at the guy who was still lying on the ground, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. In the past, when faced with this kind of situation, violence was always her last resort. She would never beat someone up before even starting negotiations.

“We still have a mission to complete, so we need to hurry.” She raised her voice to explain to Si Ling, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes. After a moment of silence, she added, “Of course, if you’re interested in him, you can wait until the mission is over.”

After saying that, he turned and left without giving Si Ling a chance to say another word.

She wouldn't interfere with other people's private lives, especially with a friend like Si Ling whom she had only recently met. If Si Ling was indeed interested in that man, she couldn't possibly stop her.

The only reason she could stop it is probably that she's still on a mission.

Si Ling stood there watching her back, a hint of amusement flashing in her deep eyes. Without hesitation, she stepped over the man on the ground and caught up with Lu Zhao in a few steps.

One room, two rooms, three rooms...

The women's restrooms were searched in no time, and Lu Zhao successfully found a bag of blood-stained clothes in the last storage room. Judging from the style, it was the sports bra that the woman who caused the explosion was wearing.

“She did indeed escape here,” Lu Zhao frowned as he looked at the clothes in his hand, leaning against the sink for a moment in thought. “But we still can’t be sure if she’s still in the bar.”

It was so noisy and crowded outside. If the party hadn't stopped, she wouldn't have been able to recognize the woman who caused the explosion immediately. But that would have alerted the Ji family.

She couldn't help but look at Si Ling, who was standing beside her.

"You still..."

“I’m not leaving,” Si Ling interrupted her directly, as if she had already guessed what she wanted to say. “You want to reveal your identity and forcibly end the party, but that’s not the best approach. Putting aside whether the staff at Ji’s Bar would let you do that, even if they did, once you’re ready to search, if that bomb-wielding woman gets desperate and throws another bomb in the bar, that’s no joke.”

Indeed, no matter what, prioritizing public safety is the most important thing the Lingzhi Authority should do.

Seeing Lu Zhao fall silent, Si Ling pressed on, saying, "The situation is special now. We have already obtained the blood-stained clothes that the other party changed out of. We can take them back and hand them over now."

As for the woman who planted the bomb, I think she fled here to cover her tracks and make it easier to escape later. As long as we don't move, she won't attack this place.

“But that makes it harder to catch her.” Lu Zhao was still uneasy. She had risked being discovered to come in, and it wasn’t just to find a blood-stained garment.

Those are members of a villainous organization; who knows what kind of trouble they might cause later? Whether for the sake of the game's plot or for the sake of the people in this world, we must catch them as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Si Ling could only sigh: "Alright, we can also take a look around the bar. There are private rooms on the second floor of Red Bee. If we want to hide, then hiding on the second floor is the least likely place to be discovered."

"That's right, she must be hiding in a private room!" Lu Zhao immediately perked up. She had never been to a bar before, so she hadn't considered the possibility of a private room. But if she was really in a private room, it would be the best way to prevent the commotion from taking her away.

She excitedly stuffed the blood-stained clothes into a plastic bag, found a secluded spot to put them away, and then grabbed Si Ling's hand with great enthusiasm as they left the restroom: "Let's go check out the private room!"

Seeing the person in front of her with an expression that seemed to be on steroids, Si Ling couldn't help but chuckle. After finally following her upstairs, she discovered that almost all the private rooms on the second floor were already full.

...Are we just going to force our way in?

Lu Zhao stood somewhat conflicted at the door of the first room, about to pretend to be a lost guest and push the door open, when he heard a series of wanton shouts coming from inside.

Her hand, which was about to push the door open forcefully, froze. She took several steps back and turned around somewhat awkwardly, only to meet her boss Ling's puzzled gaze.

"Um... cough!" She coughed lightly, spouting nonsense with a straight face, "There are only men in here, let's go check out the next room!"

As he spoke, he nervously walked forward, his hands and feet moving in unison.

This time she was smarter; she first pressed her ear against the door and listened for a while before leaving, her face turning pale and red.

She listened to several doors in a row, and most of them were similar but slightly different sounds of debauchery. Her face turned green with rage.

"What's in here?" Seeing that her expression was off, Si Ling was curious and wanted to lean closer to listen, but before she could get close, Lu Zhao, feeling guilty, pulled her back.

"N-nothing nice to hear!" she explained, waving her hands in a flustered manner, when she heard footsteps behind her.

Oh no, it's the bartender!

Without thinking, she pulled Si Ling into a room where no sound had come from before.

Chapter Forty-Six: Half an Embrace

"Mr. Ji, your private room has been cleaned and is ready for use." The bartender's voice came from afar, gradually fading away as he passed by the room where Lu Zhao and the others were hiding.

Thankfully, it wasn't their room.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard two alluring female voices coming from outside, and couldn't help but frown.

Two women? Isn't Mr. Ji worried about running out of energy?

Immediately after, another slightly younger voice, whose playboy nature was immediately apparent, rang out: "Thank you for your hard work. Bring us a few more bottles of wine later. Remember, you must keep my visit here a secret."

"Understood, Mr. Ji," the bartender replied respectfully, and only left slowly after escorting the three of them into the innermost private room.

Lu Zhao crouched behind the door until he heard the bartender's footsteps fade into the distance, then whispered, "Let's go, we need to get out of here quickly..."

As soon as she turned her head, her voice stopped abruptly.

In the dark room, through the faint light filtering through the glass of the door, Lu Zhao met a pair of eyes that were staring intently at him. As their eyes met, Si Ling smiled gently, causing Lu Zhao's heart to pound.

"Why...why are you so close to me?" She turned her head away in a panic.

But then Si Ling's innocent voice rang out, "It's you who's been holding me back, isn't it?"

Ah this...

Lu Zhao then realized that her right hand was still holding onto the other person's hand tightly. Startled, she quickly let go and avoided the other person's gaze, feeling so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet.

"Um, let's go quickly!" She kept her eyes down, not daring to look at Si Ling. Just as she was about to open the door to leave, Si Ling suddenly pressed the door back down.

She looked up, frowning at the man: "What are you doing?"

"Shh." Si Ling raised her index finger and shook her head seriously, completely ignoring the fact that their current posture perfectly matched the legendary "wall slam," and even intentionally or unintentionally moved closer to Lu Zhao, until her ear was almost touching his—

"Watch out, someone's coming." She suddenly lowered her head and whispered a warning in Lu Zhao's ear.

The hot breath sprayed between his ears and neck, making Lu Zhao's legs go weak. Fortunately, he managed to grab Si Ling's open collar in time, preventing him from embarrassingly falling to the ground.

"What are you doing..."

"Don't speak yet!" Si Ling squinted, covering the mouth of the person in her arms with her left hand, but her gaze was fixed on the blurry figure on the opaque glass of the door.

Sure enough, the sound of horseshoes clattering came from outside the door again, exactly the same as the bartender's footsteps just now.

"They're here to deliver wine," Si Ling whispered in her ear.

Lu Zhao then remembered that Mr. Ji had said earlier that he wanted the bartender to bring up a few more bottles of wine.

She felt a little dizzy from the cool hand covering her, and her grip on Si Ling's clothes tightened a bit.

How strange...

With a blurred expression, she leaned against Si Ling's chest and involuntarily recalled the dream she had that afternoon.

“Si…Ling…” she murmured softly, staring at the ceiling with a hazy expression. Several fragments flashed through her mind, so fast that she didn’t have time to distinguish what they were.

Had she met Si Ling before?

A question arose in her mind, and she was suddenly alert. She then realized that her hand had somehow slipped through her coat and was pressed tightly against Si Ling's lower back, stroking it quite comfortably.

How could she do such a thing!

Startled, Lu Zhao quickly flung his hand away, his face flushed. He tried to get away from her, struggling to stay away, but Si Ling gently patted his back.

My body stiffened again.

"It'll be ready soon." The deep, pleasant voice came to his ears again. Lu Zhao subconsciously swallowed and patiently waited for the footsteps outside to leave.

After the bartender finished serving the drinks and left again, Si Ling slowly moved away from Lu Zhao, smiling somewhat embarrassedly, "Sorry, the situation was urgent just now, and if I went out rashly, I would have run into them, so I..."

"It's nothing, it's nothing!" Lu Zhao quickly waved her hand to show her understanding. If you didn't see that her ears, hidden behind her hair, were already bright red, you would probably think that she really didn't take this little incident to heart.

not to mention……

She unconsciously rubbed her left fingertips, and felt her face start to burn again.

Moreover, she actually benefited this time.

Finally, they came out of the private room. The other private rooms had also been searched, but no trace of the bomb woman was found. As for Mr. Ji's private room... Lu Zhao knew with his thumb that a powerful spirit like the bomb woman would never submit to a playboy.