Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 176.007. Multiple Parties
"It's getting late, Miss Qing, you should go back and rest early."

Inside the rented room, the young man said.

Qing Yise knew that her current identity was special and that she could not casually contact humans, so she stood up and said, "Okay."

"I send you."

"Okay." Qing Yise felt a warmth in her heart, but suddenly she was also a little worried, as she seemed to have nowhere to go.

There was no money either.

Even when you want to add the other person on WeChat, you realize you don't even have a phone.

All my gear was left at that rice noodle roll shop.

"Miss Qing?"

Qing Yise snapped out of her daze and noticed the young man looking at her. She looked embarrassed and said, "No need, I'm fine now."

"Okay, then welcome to visit again next time."

"Mmm." Qing Yise smiled sweetly.

"By the way, if you're in any danger, you can come back to me anytime," the young man said, scratching his head.

"Well, thank you."

As Qing Yise spoke, she slowly walked down the stairs, supporting herself against the wall: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The young man smiled and stood quietly at the door, waiting for the footsteps to fade into the distance.

The motion-activated lights on the stairs went out with a click, enveloping the man's figure in darkness.

In the dimly lit stairwell, the man's outline was indistinct, with only a faint curve at the corner of his mouth remaining, making it impossible to discern his exact features.

"drop."

Brief news:
[Seeking]: Having shaken off the plainclothes officers, what's next?
[Jin]: Follow her, and then post her information on several websites using alternate accounts. You can get some money for leads, and give me your bank card details.

[Jin]: [Image] x3
[Seeking]: She may not be human, but you are a real dog.

[Jin]: Notify me of any news immediately.

[Seeking]: Please don't ignore my complaints, okay? You're making me do all the hard work again. Why don't you do it yourself?
【靳】：Get rid of the landlord.

After saying that, Jin Ziyue went back to his room.

If Qing Yise had broken into a storage room instead of a bedroom, and had been a little more patient, he might have discovered a creature bound up like a giant rice dumpling inside a large cardboard box.

His limbs were broken, his joints were dislocated and he couldn't exert any force, so he struggled to hunch his back.

Jin Ziyue pushed aside the cardboard in the box and watched as the other party struggled and deformed desperately.

……

Qingyi walked down the street, looking somewhat lost and bewildered.

Thanks to the continuous rain and the current darkness, she was able to walk on the unfamiliar streets.

Otherwise, given her current physical condition, she would die if she encountered the midday sun.

The girl was penniless, homeless, and, most importantly, had no means of communication. She lamented her bad luck but didn't know how to change her situation.

She was only twenty years old, the age when she should be in college. Yet she suffered such an inexplicable situation; anyone slightly more vulnerable would have simply given up and died.

Qing Yise tentatively entered the shop, asking if they had any jobs for her to stay overnight or make a living. Unfortunately, the shopkeepers were not very willing to take her in, and those who were willing to take her in were all guys with gleaming eyes, which made her feel a chill.

She declined legal aid offered by many people, as her current identity is too sensitive and she is too conspicuous, which may prevent her from living long.

Late at night, Qing Yise sat alone on a park bench, shrinking into a corner, hugging her knees, burying her head, and silently swallowing her tears.

"Bang-"

The sound of an aluminum can rolling off rang out. When Qing Yise looked up, she saw a foot stepping on the beverage can, splashing out the remaining water.

The person who came was wearing a baseball cap that covered his forehead, revealing only his sharp teeth.

On the other side was a tall, burly, bald man who steadily emerged from the darkness. He wore sunglasses, obscuring his expression, and stared at her silently.

Danger!

Qing Yise instantly went on alert, flipping herself off the bench with a whoosh, and staring at the two Others standing one in front of and one behind.

"C3 team has located the target." The man in the baseball cap reported the situation over a walkie-talkie.

The two slowly approached, their eyes flashing with a strange look.

Qing Yise gritted his teeth and, without hesitation, jumped over the bench and ran into the woods.

……

In Fujiwara Chizuru's office, she was on the phone.

"Lost them?" the woman on the other end of the phone asked.

"Yes, we spotted a suspect in that area today, but the person was agile and we lost track of them. The surveillance footage didn't mention their route, but the initial shop footage gave us specific information about the target's identity," Fujiwara said.

"Send it to me. There have been too many high-level assassinations lately, even targeting important government officials. The radicals are getting tired of living."

"Miss Ling, what is the connection between the target woman and the assassination?"

"Of course, she escaped from the assassination organization. Finding her will lead to the assassins' lair. Many people are looking for her now. Besides us, radicals are also looking for her, and even some low-level civilian organizations are planning to get involved."

"A non-governmental organization?" This was the first time Fujiwara Chizuru had heard of this concept.

"A bunch of guys who claim to represent humanity in the fight against the White Walkers."

Fujiwara Chizuru pondered, "So there's so much power right under our noses."

"What? Considering joining?" Ling tempted. "I heard they treat humans very well."

"Forget it, we're on different paths." Fujiwara Chizuru didn't care whether Ling was being sarcastic or not, and continued to add to her doubts: "Now that they know the target has escaped, won't they move to a new base?"

"It's a matter of the workload. We've investigated the place where Mr. Cheng was murdered. There were quite a few perpetrators, and they must have paid a heavy price, sacrificing a large number of troops. The strangest thing is that they cleaned up the bodies of their comrades, which is obviously to cover up something."

"Such a large-scale assassination operation obviously requires strong logistical support, which means that the target's base must be very large and the cost of investment must be quite high. That's why it's inconvenient to move the base. We need to eliminate them before we find the target."

……

Inside an elegant hall, an old man with a white beard sat in the hall, flanked by his trusted advisors, with a gleaming samurai sword hanging behind him.

Everyone sat upright with solemn expressions, gazing at the old man in the center who was as steady as a rock.

Behind him was a huge ink-written character for "martial arts," written with rhythmic cadence and vigorous strokes.

"General, our men have spotted the woman in the photo and are currently pursuing her."

The samurai who had just entered bowed and reported.

The old general in the hall opened his eyes, his black brocade kimono swaying silently, and said in a deep voice, "Capture him alive. At least we need to know who is trying to frame us for the assassination of General Cheng Gui."

"Hai!"

The other person moved slowly on their knees, gradually freeing themselves, and finally lifted the curtain, disappearing into the night.

"General, do you think it could be those outsiders? More and more people from other regions are intruding into District 16, and Zuojingdu is starting to become unsafe."

"Let's wait and see. Someone is trying to sow discord between us and the conservatives. Being too hasty will only play into their hands. We can only find out more information by finding this woman first."

The old man pondered for a moment and said:
"I have a feeling that thunderstorms are coming again."

(End of this chapter)