Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 253 Temptation
After leaving the bar, Ai Liang got back into Zhang Yan's car.

From the very beginning, his plan was to use sleeping pills to knock out Ma Wei and the others, and then take their phones.

As a result, this guy couldn't even get past the first layer of the trap within a trap.

He casually made a couple of threats and then handed over his phone.

Even if you don't know the name of the poison gas.

The burning sensation in the throat can also indicate that it may be related to acidity.

Knowing it was related to acid, I quickly went to the bathroom to get some soapy water to neutralize it with alkalinity.

Cover your mouth and nose with a damp towel soaked in soapy water; even that's better than covering them with your hands.

Didn't you see that Ai Liang is wearing a mask?
Not to mention Ai Liang, who directly named the poison gas.

Anyone with a basic understanding of chemistry could expose his lie.

Even if you don't understand, haven't you ever been sick before?

The antidote is not a drug.

There's no "antidote" that works so quickly.

However, it's enough to just have some knowledge; there's no need to try everything with the mindset of applying what you've learned.

Moreover, many things require specialized equipment to extract.

For example, without a centrifuge, it is difficult to remove the oil layer and impurity protein precipitate from ricin to obtain a crude ricin protein solution.

Not to mention the subsequent isoelectric point precipitation method, which is technically...

In short, even if you have all the equipment, a layman still can't figure it out.

Unless you are someone with exceptionally extensive practical experience in chemistry.

Otherwise, it's best not to even think about it.

On the surface, the only public entrance to the outer city of Jiuhua that everyone can freely enter and exit is the tunnel from which we came.

Elsewhere, different forces help maintain control.

The "control" here doesn't mean blocking the road with roadblocks and preventing people from passing.

Instead, someone nearby was keeping watch.

It is often used to pick up goods or to meet people who are not comfortable showing their faces.

People who come to Jiuhua Outer City can easily visit once or twice a month.

If it happens too often, or if you happen to see something you shouldn't have seen...

They should be talking to you now.

Ai Liang didn't care, since he was driving Zhang Yan's car anyway.

If you're going to look for someone, look for Ma Wei first.

However, he decided to return the way he came.

Because the outer city of Jiuhua is inside the city of Jiuhua, going out through other exits would be too far a detour.

That's right, the reason is that simple.

Back near the Xuanlong Bar, Zhang Yan was still lying peacefully in the small parking lot behind the bar.

Ai Liang had already finished his work and returned; he hadn't even been noticed by his subordinates.

It must be said that his subordinates are truly dedicated and responsible.

It's been so long, and not a single person has gone to the back door to smoke a cigarette or take a break.

Ai Liang parked her car 500 meters away from the bar and then took a nearby taxi to leave.

Wake Zhang Yan up?

Lying on the ground on such a hot day is so refreshing, and after waking up I can look up and see the night sky.

He did not want to deprive Zhang Yan of his rights.

Consider this thoughtfulness as payment for lending the car.

Ai Liang sat in the taxi and opened the mobile app to contact the car rental company from last time.

It's okay to borrow Zhang Yan's car for tonight.

For tomorrow and the day after, it's best to use the car we rented.

Putting aside the question of whether Zhang Yan would lend it or not, even if he were willing to lend it, Ai Liang wouldn't be willing to open it.

Song Jie is now searching everywhere for the messenger's whereabouts.

Ma Wei, who was drugged and passed out, probably can't swallow this insult either.

Driving Zhang Yan's car around everywhere, isn't that just blatantly telling everyone where you are?

At that time, he will inevitably be entangled by Ma Wei and others.

Ai Liang didn't want to waste her time on this group of people.

After leaving Jiuhua City, Ai Liang got off the bus about five kilometers away from the e-sports hotel.

He went into a nearby public phone booth and dialed the number of Song Jie's subordinate, Hong Ying.

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It was already 3 a.m.

On the other side of the city.

Inside a high-end apartment in the outer city of Jiuhua.

A man and a woman were sitting on two separate sofas.

The man stared intently at the laptop on his lap, his eyes unblinking.

The woman, dressed in a red dress, was lounging lazily on the sofa.

In the dim light, the view under the skirt was faintly visible.

Two beautiful legs in black stockings crossed back and forth right under the man's nose, making a rustling sound.

It makes people itch.

The man only needed to shift his gaze slightly to take in the entire breathtaking view.

But he stared intently at the computer screen with bloodshot eyes.

This is even more intoxicating than losing eighteen times in a row in ranked matches.

Lying on the sofa, Hongying kept glancing at her phone and then at Mu Si, who was intently staring at the computer screen.

Clearly, her mind wasn't on the video on her phone.

Hongying got up from the sofa, slowly walked to Musi's side, sat on the sofa armrest, and held onto the sofa back with one hand.

Her long, flowing hair kept brushing against Mus's neck.

His chest rested directly on Mus's right shoulder.

Hongying didn't mind this close contact at all.

It was as if they were a newlywed couple, in the honeymoon phase.

She whispered in Mus's ear.

"Mr. Mus, how did you go from working under the boss to becoming his collaborator in less than two months? I'm very curious."

Her voice was charming and sweet, with a warm, moist quality.

Most people would probably go limp upon hearing the sound.

Not to mention the soft touch on the shoulders, like spreading fertilizer in a wasteland, making the desires in one's heart grow wildly like weeds.

Is Ke Musi an ordinary person?
He is not, or at least not entirely.

Mu Si had the face of a programmer who had been working overtime for three consecutive nights to fix bugs.

He remained completely unmoved by Hongying's attempts to seduce him.

Compared to Hongying, the videos playing on the laptop were more appealing to him.

What are they broadcasting?

The video being played was surveillance footage of the messenger.

Don't misunderstand, this doesn't mean that Muslims are extraordinary.

But it concerns his life.

Finding a hermit is out of the question.

Mus knew very well that no one could find the hermit unless he showed up on his own initiative.

Before Janus dragged him onto the pirate ship, he was still one percent certain that he could find the hermit.

So, after learning that the Hermit, like Janus, was a superhuman with special abilities.

Let alone one percent, I don't even have a 0.01 percent chance.

Who knows what his abilities are?

What if he completely transforms into another person? Even if he stands in front of me, will I be able to recognize him?
Therefore, Mus decided to take a different approach and start with the messenger.

The hermit and the messenger had a pretty good relationship back then; at least he was the only one who successfully hired the hermit.

Maybe this guy has the hermit's contact information.

It just so happens that the messenger is currently in Thousand Flowers City.

Not long ago, they solved a major case and brought down one of the giants of Qianhua City.

What Mus is watching now is a video of the messenger's recent actions.

To be precise, it refers to all surveillance footage that captured the messenger's presence.

He wanted to use these videos to figure out the messenger's movements.

Therefore, we can deduce the messenger's location in Thousand Flower City.

Anyway, the news of the throat-slitting incident has already been released.

Since I'm idle anyway, I might as well.

When Maoyan deliberately stalled for time and refused to cooperate, Mu Si directly revealed his identity to Song Jie, bearing the mark on his palm.

No more pretending, I’m showing off my cards!

I am actually Lord Janus's confidant!

This mark wasn't very intimidating to the cat's eyes, but it was extremely effective on Song Jie.

The guy's face turned green immediately.

After confirming by phone, Mus successfully upgraded from a subordinate to a partner.

Faced with Mu Si's request, Song Jie directly assigned Hong Ying to his service.

That's how the scene of the two of them being alone in a room came about.

Hongying initially obeyed Musi's orders and dutifully drew up a simple map of the action route.

But as time went by, she couldn't hold back anymore.

The messenger operated in Thousand Flower City for nearly a month.

The number of surveillance videos left behind is countless.

Even now, Song Jie is still sending a steady stream of surveillance footage to Mu Si's computer.

This is simply not the amount of work that two people could handle.

Not to mention, Hongying was also responsible for drawing up the routes, marking the points the messengers frequently passed through, and adding notes.

You're sharing a room with a stunningly beautiful woman, and you're already thinking about finding out where the messenger lives?

Are you even a man?
Mus pressed the pause button and turned to look at Hongying behind him.

Just then, the two were very close, and his face made intimate contact with a pair of indescribable things.

He quickly distanced himself and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Has the route been planned? Have the suspected locations been identified? Have you received any new activity information from the messenger?"

Hongying licked her lips and moved closer to Musi.

She practically leaned on his shoulder: "Hey, why don't we wait for the boss to send over all the surveillance videos first?"

Otherwise, if some parts are repeated, watching them again would be a complete waste of time.

Hongying placed her index finger on Musi's collarbone and slowly drew circles: "It's getting late, why don't we rest for a while and start working again when it gets light?"

"Come on this."

Mus quickly distanced himself from Hongying.

Controlling recoil is a skill, especially when facing off against a master like Hongying.

Mus quickly recalled the operating room of Cat's Eye in his mind.

Then, when I replaced the person on the operating table with myself, my heart sank.

In the past, Mus wouldn't have minded having a passionate and intimate relationship with this alluring socialite.

Let's have a fleeting romance on the chessboard.

But in order to survive, we must race against time and not waste a single moment!

Mus is a man destined for great things; he wouldn't lack even this much self-control.

He struggled to tear his gaze away from Hongying's long, stockinged legs.

They were faced with the dull, tedious, but potentially life-saving surveillance footage once again.

“If you don’t want to be held accountable by Song Jie, you’d better hurry up and continue drawing up the roadmap.”

Mus returned to his previous exhausted state.

"Hehehe, don't tell me you can't tell why the boss sent me here. This is also one of the 'assistance' projects."

As Hongying spoke, she took off her slippers.

She gently rubbed her black-stockinged feet against Mus's thigh.

Snapped!
Mus grabbed Hongying's ankle.

"Ouch, be gentle~"

Her bright, sparkling eyes shimmered under the light.

But what happened next was somewhat unexpected.

Instead of acting like a beast as she expected, Mus picked up a fruit knife from the table and held it against her instep.

When Hongying looked at Musi's face again, he seemed like a completely different person.

Mu Si looked at Hong Ying expressionlessly: "Miss Hong Ying, I think we have more important things to do right now, don't we?"

A sharp fruit knife pierced through the stockings.

The cold touch forced Hongying to calm down.

Intuition told her that if she continued to waste time flirting with him, she would lose her chance.

The other party would absolutely not hesitate to vertically cut open her dorsalis pedis artery.

She sighed, "Okay, okay, let's draw up the action plan first. But I haven't slept for almost two days. Do you mind if I go back to my room and rest for a bit?"

"Please."

Mus released his grip, letting the other person retract their leg, and then continued watching the surveillance video with those dead fish eyes.

He reverted to his previous half-dead state.

The murderous intent that just flashed in her eyes seemed to be an illusion caused by Hongying's prolonged lack of sleep.

Sure enough, these important figures were all drama queens, not at all as easy to talk to as they seemed.

Hongying put on her slippers and quietly sized up Musi.

Just as she was about to return to her room to report to Song Jie.

The phone rang.

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