Peninsula: The idol by the bedside refreshes randomly.

Inside the hotel, Chen Ran didn't rest after arriving at his room. He sat on the sofa and started looking up information about some private detective agencies in Tokyo online.

It's a legitimate industry; you don't need any special connections. You can find it online.

Company name, address, contact number, business hours...

All the basic information is available.

You can contact the company simply by making a phone call and have them assign a private investigator to handle your case.

Only when your business involves illegal content or has a very specific target will you need special channels to contact the other party.

Liu Huaying is clearly not included in this list.

Of course, even legitimate detective agencies are bound to overstep their bounds.

After spending nearly an hour learning about the basic information of several detective agencies in Tokyo, Chen Ran finally chose a one-person detective agency.

A one-person agency, as the name suggests, is an agency with only one person; the owner is the private investigator himself and personally takes on clients.

These types of firms charge significantly less than large firms with many staff, but that doesn't mean they are less capable.

Some things are better done by one person with greater expertise. And having an office with a physical location in Tokyo, where land is incredibly expensive, speaks volumes about their capabilities.

The boss of the firm Chen Ran chose introduced himself as having previously worked as a reporter for a well-known Japanese magazine before resigning to start his own business.

Chen Ran picked up his phone and dialed the number listed on the official website.

The call was answered quickly.

"Moshi, Moshi, may I ask who this is?"

A standard Japanese greeting.

However, Chen Ran didn't understand Xiao Ri Zi's language, and only understood the beginning "Moshi Moshi".

But he speaks English: "Are you Mr. Waseda from XX agency?"

"Oh, yes."

Upon hearing Chen Ran speak in English, the person on the other end quickly switched to English with a slight local accent.

"What kind of business do you need to entrust to me?"

"Yes, I'd like to ask Mr. Waseda to help me with someone tomorrow, and also to take some videos and photos." "May I ask your name?"

My surname is Lin.

Chen Ran naturally wouldn't reveal his basic information.

"Oh, Ms. Lin, may I ask who you want me to go with?"

"Hwayoung from the Korean girl group T-ara should be fine, right, Mr. Waseda?"

"No problem, Ms. Lin. What are your specific requirements?"

"There are no special requirements, except that starting tomorrow from the moment Liu Huaying leaves the hotel, you need to record where she went, who she met, and what she did throughout the day, until the end of tomorrow."

"Okay, no problem, Lin-san."

"Well then, Mr. Waseda, please give us your price."

"Hmm... Because it's dynamic tracking, it's more expensive than fixed-point tracking. The base fee is 12 yen, and the camera film fee is 12000 yen, totaling 132000 yen. The remaining transportation costs and necessary expenses incurred during the process will be calculated separately based on the invoices. Lin-san, do you think this price is acceptable?"

Chen Ran lightly tapped his knee with his finger.

He had just looked into it, and the average price for this kind of 24/7 dynamic tracking service is generally around 100,000 yen. A price 20,000 yen above the average is considered reasonable in Tokyo. "No problem."

"Okay, I'll be keeping watch outside the hotel tomorrow, and I'll send you photos and updates every now and then, so please don't worry, Ms. Lin."

"Okay, I'll leave the deposit at the hotel front desk in advance. Mr. Waseda can pick it up when he comes tomorrow morning."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ran put down his phone, sorted out his thoughts, and then got up to take a shower.

"Adu"

The phone then beeped with a message notification.

Eun-jung: Chen Ran, I have something to take care of here. I'll come find you later and send you a message.

Chen Ran didn't think much of it, replied with an "ok" emoji, and got up to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

The entire 10th floor of the hotel was booked by CCM for the entire Tara team.

At this moment, Ham Eun-jung is in her room.

Ham Eun-jung, who had just finished showering, sat on the bed in her pajamas. She saw Chen Ran's reply and had just put down her phone when there was a knock at the door. Ham Eun-jung got up, slipped her slightly plump, fair feet into slippers, walked to the door, peeked through the peephole, and then opened the door.

At the door, Lee Juri, wearing a black nightgown, smiled at her.

"Did I disturb you? There are no men in the room, are there?"

Ham Eun-jung was slightly taken aback, then said helplessly, "Unnie, what are you saying? Where did this man come from?"

Although she did call a man over, he lived on the 8th floor, not this floor.

Lee Qri smiled and went into the room. Ham Eunjung closed the door and sat down next to her.

"Unnie, what did you want to talk to me about?"

Li Juli looked at her and didn't beat around the bush.

"What do you think of Hwayoung? When I visited the set last time, I felt that your attitude towards Hwayoung seemed to have changed. Later, when Hwayoung was arguing with us, I also saw you taking out your phone to record it. Eunjung, what are you thinking?"

Ham Eun-jung was slightly taken aback.

I didn't expect that Lee Juri would find out.

She pursed her lips slightly: "Unnie, I don't think she can work with us at all. You saw how this chat rehearsal went; it's not the first time she's done this." Please remember the only official website address: www.deqixs.org. The website owner has only this one website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

"So you want her to leave the group, and you're using the footage we've filmed over this period to persuade the company president?"

Ham Eun-jung did not reply for a moment.

Unnie, we don't even need to go to the president. Hwayoung will start making trouble on her own soon, and then we'll be in deep trouble.

But she couldn't tell Lee Juri these things, so she nodded in agreement.

"What do you think, unnie?"

Lee Juri's eyes flickered slightly: "Actually, I know that everyone has this thought to some extent, and I also know that Hwa-young is likely to be a hidden danger."

"But if Tara were to leave the group at this time, it might not be a good thing. This year is a special period, as you should know, and it's easy for them to be taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives. Things could get out of hand."

Ham Eun-jung opened her mouth, her mind beginning to imagine the scenario Lee Qri had described.

Da Longzai had told her before that a large part of the reason why Tara's 80s controversy was so big was because it happened during a special period and was fueled by people with ulterior motives.

Faced with this situation, Da Longzai thought that Liu Huaying was a ticking time bomb that would explode sooner or later, and she might not even last until the special period was over.

It would be better for them to strike first and gather as much evidence as possible, so that when the bomb explodes, they won't be left with no evidence and no power to resist, like in the original future. Right now, Lee Ju-ri's idea is to hold back for now and wait until this special period has passed.

Lee Juri continued, "If we really remove Hwa-young from the team, and she causes a scene, we might be pushed out to draw attention, unless..."

"Unnie, unless what?" Ham Eun-jung asked immediately.

"Unless something even more impactful than the departure of T-ara members happens and overshadows our situation, we might not be significantly affected."

Is something even bigger than T-ara leaving the group happening?

Ham Eun-jung's eyes flickered slightly as she began to think.

Putting aside other circles, within the idol circle alone, there are only a handful of groups with greater influence than T-ara.

First and foremost is Girls' Generation.

Girls' Generation's influence is definitely greater than theirs.

But how could something happen to Girls' Generation?

She heard from Da Longzai that Kim Tae-yeon and Jessica, who are 25 years old, had already met Kim Ruan-ruan and Jung Soo-yeon, who are 12 years old, in Chen Ran's house.

They have definitely mitigated most of the future risks. Under these circumstances, it's highly unlikely that anything bad could happen to Girls' Generation.

The remaining groups with similar influence to Tara—f(x), KARA, and 2NE1—are unlikely to encounter any major problems.

Lee Juri, who was standing nearby, said, "But who can say for sure about these things? We can't just spread rumors about other people, can we?"

Ham Eun-jung nodded, agreeing that this was indeed the case.

But then she blinked again.

Wait a minute, there are actually people who can say that accurately.

Big Dragon Cub knows, right? We can just ask her later.

Lee Qri, unaware of Ham Eun-jung's thoughts, continued, "So I think we can let Hwayoung leave the group, but not now. We have to wait until this period is over. Let's be patient a little longer."

"Okay, I understand, unnie."

After seeing Lee Juri off, Ham Eun-jung planned to go find Chen Ran first, and then find Dae-ryong-zai, so that the three of them could discuss things together.

She picked up her phone.

It's almost 11:30. Chen Ran has a cold, is he already asleep?

Ham Eun-jung tapped the screen and sent a message to Chen Ran.

Are you asleep?

The message was read quickly, and Chen Ran's reply popped up in the chat box.

Not yet, are you coming over?

Ham Eun-jung: Okay, I'll be right there.

Chen Ran: Okay.

Ham Eun-jung turned around, walked to the door, and opened it.

Suddenly remembering something, she went back to her room, grabbed a mask, and put it on.

What if she runs into someone and gets recognized, and then she's seen entering Chen Ran's room late at night? Wouldn't that cause a huge uproar?

She didn't want to end up like Jin Ruanruan, having a romantic rumor with Chen Ran.

Putting everything else aside, the little dragon cub is definitely going to explode. He stood at the doorway and looked around; no one came out.

Ham Eun-jung closed the door and turned to walk quickly toward the elevator.

She reached out and pressed the elevator button. While waiting for the elevator to come down, Ham Eun-jung kept looking around.

For some reason, she felt a strange sense of unease, like she was having an affair... no, it was more like nervousness.

Fortunately, no one came out of this floor until the elevator doors opened.

As she stepped into the elevator, the doors slowly closed, and Ham Eun-jung finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"bite"

The elevator doors opened again on the 8th floor. Ham Eun-jung stepped out of the elevator, glanced at the sign on the wall, turned left, and walked quickly toward room 803.

She reached the door of room 803 and knocked.

The door opened quickly, and Chen Ran appeared before her with a smile.

"Eun-jung..."

"Go inside quickly!" Ham Eun-jung pushed her back before she could even finish her sentence.

Chen Ran, who was nearly pushed and stumbled, blinked in a daze.

Is it in such a hurry?

Is someone pursuing you?

After closing the door, Ham Eun-jung realized that she might have overreacted.

Perhaps it's because...she genuinely identified with the character of someone having an affair?

Quickly dispelling this somewhat absurd thought, Ham Eun-jung gave Chen Ran an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, I overreacted just now. I was afraid someone might suddenly appear, and if I were recognized, then..."

"It's alright, I understand." Chen Ran smiled.

Ham Eun-jung smiled, wanting to say something, but suddenly noticed that Chen Ran's expression seemed a little off.

"Chen Ran, why does your face look a little red?"

"Really?" Chen Ran raised his hand and touched his face.

It does seem a bit hot.

"Maybe it's because I just came out of the shower and I'm still a bit warm."

As soon as he finished speaking, a small hand, slightly icy cold, touched his face.

"So comfortable." A thought instantly popped into his head.

Then the little hand that made him feel comfortable moved up and touched his forehead.

The owner of the small hand, Ham Eun-jung, frowned her delicate eyebrows.

You have a fever.

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At that moment, on the 10th floor, a room door opened, a figure walked out, closed the door behind him, and headed straight for Ham Eun-jung's room.

Reaching the door, the figure raised his hand and knocked.

Seeing that no one came to open the door after a while, she frowned in confusion. "Hmm? Where's Eun-jung unnie? Isn't she in her room?"