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The fabric sofa in the living room was their warm bed, and Chen Li's just-right pressure made her intoxicated.

After daybreak.

Lu Xue nestled in Chen Li's arms, stretching like a lazy kitten, her face flushed and radiant.

Seeing that Chen Li was still asleep, she put on her dress and sneaked back to her room before Zi Yan woke up, so that she wouldn't worry about not being able to find her.

The sports meet was scheduled for the afternoon, and Lu Xue still had to take Zi Yan to her morning classes. Chen Li could go to school to participate after 1 p.m.

Chen Li woke up at eight o'clock and saw the sumptuous breakfast that Lu Xue had prepared on the table.

He washed his face and was sitting down to eat breakfast when his phone rang.

"Brother Dali, this is Akun."

This man was one of Zhang Sankui's men. He had a hoarse voice and a sharp mind, quite different from those violent brutes.

Chen Li deliberately pretended to be indifferent to Zhang Sankui's death, creating a smokescreen to lull his opponents into a false sense of security, while secretly instructing A Kun to investigate any suspicious guests that night.

Ah Kun made this call, probably for this reason.

"Hmm, how's the investigation going?"

Chen Li asked.

"As instructed by Brother Dali, I secretly investigated the hostesses who served the guests last night, retrieved the surveillance footage, and checked each of the guests who came last night. During the time that Brother Sankui died, only one guest left the private room."

Ah Kun explained.

"Yes, please explain in detail."

Chen Li encouraged him, saying, "I knew there's no such thing as an airtight secret."

"A woman said that she went drinking with a lesbian last night. The woman was very handsome, wearing a long, straight black wig, and had a great figure. She was only gone for less than half a minute."

Ah Kun explained.

"Have you noticed anything unusual about her? Send me a photo."

Chen Li asked.

"There's nothing unusual about it. I'll send the photos to Brother Dali right away."

Ah Kun hung up the phone and quickly sent over the photos.

Chen Li sipped his milk, opened the photo, and zoomed in for a closer look. It was a meticulously disguised face, particularly cool, the kind of beauty that appealed to both men and women.

It's difficult to recognize the original owner's face from a photo without makeup, but Chen Li had a vague feeling of déjà vu when he looked at her smoking posture.

Where have I seen this before?

Chen Li racked his brains, trying to recall familiar clues. When he saw the silver ring peeking out from the other person's index finger, he suddenly remembered!

is her!

There's absolutely no mistake, it's her!

Chen Li finished the milk in one go and used the spare key Lu Xue had left to open her door.

Lu Xue enrolled Zi Yan in an art class. With a drawing board and drawing tools at home, Zi Yan drew a picture of herself smoking on the roadside with "bloodthirsty ants" after the car accident last night, based on her memory and her solid sketching skills.

After finishing the drawing, he compared the sketch with the original photo. Sure enough, the expressions in their eyes and brows were very similar, and the unique ring strongly suggested that they were very likely the same person.

To confirm further, he dialed the number of Song Qingtong from the special operations team.

"Boss, what's the matter calling so early?"

Song Qingtong is off today; she sounded like she had just woken up.

"Zhang Sankui was killed last night with Ghost Laughing Powder. I'm investigating the murderer and have made some progress. I'll send you two photos. Based on your years of experience in solving cases, analyze whether they are the same person."

After Chen Li explained, he sent the photos over.

"Hmm, let me take a look."

Song Qingtong didn't hang up the phone. After a moment of silence, she said:

"Your sketching skills are quite good, congratulations. Based on my analysis, they are indeed the same person. What I don't understand is how you know her and how you can draw her so realistically."

Chen Li recounted in detail the car accident he had last night and how he had taken the woman home.

Song Qingtong slapped her forehead and replied:

"You really don't know who she is?"

Chen Li gave an affirmative answer:

"I really don't know."

Song Qingtong said:

"She is one of Tiger Lord's Four Heavenly Kings, ranked second among them, Viper."

"From what I know about her, she comes from the Southern Frontier and is skilled in using Gu and poison. Because Tiger has deep ties with the forces in the Southern Frontier, he has taken a liking to Viper as his confidante."

"She was very careful and meticulous in her work, committed many serious crimes, and killed many people, but it was difficult to find substantial evidence to charge her."

"According to intelligence, she is in charge of business in Southeast Asia and rarely returns to China. Her sudden return may not be a good thing."

Chen Li never imagined that after kindly escorting her home last night, she would kill her own men in the middle of the night, repaying kindness with ingratitude.

Such a person truly has no conscience.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was a premeditated encounter.

but.

Chen Li still believed in the former, after all, the route last night was random, and the timing of exiting from the airport avenue was hard to control.

Knowing Tiger's nature, he won't let the loss of two of his generals go unpunished.

Viper's return is definitely a premeditated act of revenge. Last night's assassination attempt was merely a test. If we don't retaliate, she'll really underestimate us.

This afternoon I'm going to Ziyan's school for a parent-child sports day.

Then I'll meet the viper tonight.

Song Qingtong offered to provide him with reasonable protection, but Chen Li refused, not wanting to alert the enemy. He wanted to use himself as bait to lure the enemy out.

In the afternoon, Chen Li drove Lu Xue to Zi Yan's school.

Halfway there, Lu Xue received a call from Teacher Huang.

"Are you Ziyan's parent?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Here's the thing, Ziyan got into a fight with a classmate. This is a bad thing, so both sets of parents should come in."

"Okay, Teacher Huang, I understand. We're almost at school."

"Okay, don't get distracted. Let's talk about it when we get there. Be careful on the road."

"Thank you, Teacher Huang."

Lu Xue hung up the phone, feeling both heartache and a sigh:

"How could Ziyan, such a well-behaved child, get into a fight with her classmates? Teacher Huang called and asked me to go to her office."

Chen Li continued:

"I've got nothing else to do, I'll go with you."

Lu Xue felt a sense of security and pampering surrounding her, and her smile was sweet:

"Okay, sure!"

Upon arriving at the school gate, the car pulled over, and the two quickly went to the office of their homeroom teacher, Ms. Huang.

Little Ziyan was standing there wiping away her tears when a big, fat boy, a head taller than her, was being criticized by Teacher Huang. The boy had an arrogant look on his face, which made Teacher Huang helpless.

When Ziyan saw her mother and Uncle Chen come in, she was both happy and aggrieved, and burst into tears:

"Mommy, oh no—"

Zi Yan ran up and hugged Lu Xue's leg, crying loudly.

Lu Xue gently rubbed her head and comforted her softly:

"Don't cry, Ziyan. Your teacher and I are here. Let's talk about it slowly, okay?"

"Um."

Zi Yan nodded obediently and reached out to hold Chen Li's finger, as if seeking a sense of security.

"Teacher Huang, what exactly happened?"