Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

"What's your friend's name?" Miss White Wolf immediately asked enthusiastically.

Shi Huaiya was stunned for a moment and secretly groaned in her heart. This was different from what she had originally thought.

"Is this important?" she asked, feigning confusion.

"Of course." White Wolf said righteously, "Officer Shi Huaiya, you have helped me so much, and I have never known how to thank you. Now I finally have the chance. Your friend is my friend. Tell me her information, and I will do my best to take care of her in Rhodes Island."

Shi Huaiya was regretting her decision to the core. Where could she find a "friend" who would start working at Rhodes Island next week?

She had no choice but to persuade him earnestly: "Ms. White Wolf, I appreciate your kindness, but it is really not necessary."

Then, she saw that Miss White Wolf's eyes gradually lost their luster and became sad and lonely, as if she had been abandoned.

"So that's how it is. I understand." White Wolf bit his lower lip and said aggrievedly.

Miss White Wolf is really wronged!

In fact, she originally wanted to find an opportunity to ask Shi Huaiya questions, but she accidentally got into the role and was moved by it.

Sometimes, a person may fall into fantasy and be moved to tears. At this time, Miss White Wolf imagined the following picture: Officer Shi was a lady from a wealthy family, and she was an ordinary, poor person. Officer Shi didn't care about her little help at all, even though it already contained all her thoughts - the kindness that she regarded as a treasure was discarded by others.

Is there anything sadder than this?

As a result, a very wonderful scene occurred in the interaction between the two: although Miss White Wolf had forgotten what she wanted to say, she unexpectedly received an excellent effect.

Shi Huaiya gritted her teeth and suddenly said, "Xuezhi, my friend's name is Xuezhi."

Although she said so, Shi Huaiya knew that she and Xue Zhi had only met once, and they were far from being friends. She only knew that Miss Xue Zhi went to the Guard Bureau for an interview yesterday, but was asked to go home and wait for notification because of "unsuitable majors". When encountering something like today, she could only try to recommend Xue Zhi to work in Rhodes Island.

"Leave it to me. I will secretly look after Miss Xuezhi." White Wolf swept away his previous depression and became happy again. "By the way, what job did she apply for?"

Shi Huaiya said based on her memory: "She used to work at Columbia Private Mechanical Research Institute as a technician."

Volume 3: Chapter 47: Mr. Lin

Bai Lang's eyes lit up and he stood up holding the magazine. Qingmiao Technology also needed this kind of mechanical technicians, maybe he could directly bring them to his own company.

"Officer Shi Huaiya, can you please find a time to introduce me to Miss Xue Zhi? I would like to meet her. Of course, it is not appropriate to stay in the hospital for the past few days."

"Okay, okay." Shi Huaiya nodded helplessly.

At this point, the two people had completely strayed from the topic. Shi Huaiya later tried to turn the topic back to last night's case, but it didn't take long for the topic to go off topic again.

She found that if she had normal contact with Miss White Wolf without any purpose, it would be a very interesting or likable thing, but once she had ulterior motives, the other party's jumping thoughts and sudden, inexplicable emotions would make people feel extremely exhausted.

But at least she got the other party's promise not to leave the hospital unless necessary, which was a gain. This was the only way she could comfort herself now.

As soon as Shi Huaiya left the hospital, Bai Lang continued to read the medical journal. This journal should have been left behind by a doctor. The latest advances in medical technology described in it aroused her great interest.

In a magazine, she accidentally saw a paper on blood analysis. Most of the literature cited by the author in the citation section were written with the name Mr. Blood. As Warfarin's neighbor, she knew that he had used the nickname Mr. Blood.

She felt a surprise to find her friend in the newspaper, and was overjoyed. She wrote down the name of the magazine, took a photo of Mr. Xue's reference and sent it to Warfarin, with the following text:

'Mr. Blood, you are awesome.'

Hua Fa Lin was lying on the table in the laboratory in a daze at this time. She just received the message from Bai Lang. She immediately became energetic after reading it and typed a reply happily: "It's just so-so, just a small achievement back then, not worth mentioning at all."

'Mr. Blood, please don't be modest.'

"I'm not being modest, it's really just average. By the way, how are you doing in Longmen these days?"

'It's fine, but I may not be able to go back in the next few days, and the test needs to be suspended.'

"No problem, your symptoms have basically stabilized. Kal'tsit read your medical report and asked you to be careful not to overdraw your Originium skills."

'Tell her to rest assured that I'm paying close attention to this. Also, don't change the subject. Let me praise you.'

After a brief business exchange, Bai Lang put down her phone and looked out the window with satisfaction. Something unexpected appeared in her sight.

It was a letter—a letter left in the window.

She was certain that the letter had not existed before, and she didn't know who had put the letter there without her noticing it at all.

She picked up the brown envelope and looked out the window. What she saw was the same big tree as before, and a parking area further away, but she couldn't find anything special.

The person who delivered the letter might have left long ago, she thought. The other party might have put the letter in the window while she was reading a magazine or chatting with Huafalin.

She tore open the envelope, revealing a folded piece of gray letter paper with only a few simple words on it.

"Early morning, east gate of the hospital."

The signature is Mr. Lin.

Bai Lang rubbed her temple. The signature of Mr. Lin had a great psychological impact on her. Her intuition told her that the other party might be the one Kal'tsit mentioned. She didn't expect that he would ask her to meet at such a special moment.

She had to go of course. The most important purpose of her coming to Longmen was to meet Mr. Lin, but how to get there was a problem. She couldn't just go through the main entrance, because if Officer Shi Huaiya knew that she was running around, she would get anxious and might come looking for her directly.

She looked out the window, followed the big tree down, and simply planned a route that would not attract attention. As long as she moved quickly enough at night and came back in time, no one would notice that she had been out.

After making up her mind, since it was still early, she leisurely opened the door, found other treatment rooms, borrowed a few books from the staff inside, and then, in the surprised eyes of the doctors, took the books back to her own ward.

Lin Yuxia came again in the afternoon. She wanted to look for something she had lost, but when she saw Bai Lang reading a book, she did not disturb him. Instead, she focused on instructing her men to be vigilant and not let in anyone suspicious.

Apart from eating and reading, time passes quickly for White Wolf.

In the evening, when the clock struck eleven fifty, White Wolf put aside the "Guidelines for Disability Surgery" in his hand, stood up, stretched, and walked to the window.

She stretched out her hand and touched the branch that extended to the window, and the fine brown dry bark on the surface of the tree stuck to her palm.

Well, I happen to have a pair of gloves on me, so I'd better put them on.

She took out the pair of slender white gloves and put them on her left and right hands. The gloves were a perfect match for her hands, fitting perfectly on and the size was perfect.

She held her left wrist with her right hand and tightened the glove down, then tried to move her fingers. She didn't feel any discomfort, as if she was not wearing anything with her bare hands. No one knew what material the glove was made of, but the effect was quite surprising.

Time had moved forward another three minutes. White Wolf looked at the clock and jumped out of the window. She stayed on the swaying branches for a short time to maintain her balance, then used the forked branches as a landing point and landed on the flat ground in a few steps.

She walked into the blind spot of the hospital lights - the shadow of a big tree, then turned to the dark corridor on the side and ran quickly to the east along the courtyard wall. A minute later, she was near the east gate, then jumped up from the darkness, easily climbed over the three-meter-high wall, and came to the street outside the east gate.

A black, elongated, vintage sedan was parked quietly at the east gate. For some reason, as soon as Bai Lang saw the car, he felt that the person he was looking for was in it.

She walked silently to the front of the car. The door was opened a crack. She opened the door, bent down and sat in.

On the other side of the car sat an ordinary old man. When he saw her coming up, he nodded, his beard moving as he spoke: "My name is Lin, Miss White Wolf, nice to meet you for the first time."

Although she had known for a long time that Mr. Lin was the Rat King, Bai Lang couldn't help but be surprised. It was not because of his appearance. After all, she had seen many Terrans who had reverted to their ancestral form, and she was no longer surprised by these things.

She was surprised that this legendary gang leader, the uncrowned king of the Longmen underground, was actually such an ordinary old man, so ordinary that he was easily overlooked. Compared with the identity of an underground king, a role like an old grandfather in a convenience store was more suitable for him.

She had originally suspected whether Miss Lin had any relationship with Mr. Lin, but now it was very obvious judging from their appearance. They were not related at all. The underground of Longmen was very complicated, and Miss Lin might belong to another force.

Volume 3: Chapter 48: Action in Advance

Bai Lang did not intend to keep this mysterious person in suspense. She threw out the key point at the beginning: "Hello, Mr. Lin, I am Bai Lang. I believe Kal'tsit has mentioned the purpose of my visit to Longmen this time."

"good."

"What do you mean?"

The Rat King was about to speak when he suddenly started coughing violently, and his voice became weak: "Although the price is not enough, we can negotiate."

| This is a real old man, White Wolf thought, his weakness was too obvious.

"Please speak slowly and take care of yourself. Is there anything you can ask for?"

The Rat King looked at the gantry outside the car window and slowly turned his head: "Ahem, well, it depends on whether you are willing to help."

“Is this a deal?”

“Part of the deal.”

"Then I do." White Wolf said bluntly.

"Don't you want to ask about the situation before making a decision?" The Rat King asked in surprise, his beard trembling.

"No need, Kal'tsit asked me to come to you, I trust her."

"My Lord...", the Rat King muttered softly, then looked deeply at the White Wolf, and took out the old-fashioned pipe and tobacco bag of the Yan Kingdom from his arms, but halfway through, he seemed to remember something and put the pipe back.

"What I don't care about is that you need to take care of your health." said White Wolf.

"Forget it, it's okay to smoke less for a while." The Rat King put the pipe away and continued, "Miss White Wolf, I asked for your help not only because I saw your strength, but also because you have already joined the game..."

"Join the game? Are you talking about what happened last night?"

"Well, one is a kidnapping case that was made public, and the other is a murder case against you."

Next, the Rat King told her a story that had happened countless times in Longmen, the story of a challenger and the challenged, but this time the challenger, Scar Eyes, was different from the previous ones, he was a man who did not follow the rules.

Scareye wants to replace the rules of Longmen with the chaos of Syracuse, but at the same time he does not abide by some of Syracuse's conventions and ignores the Mafia's tradition of solving problems from within. He spends a lot of money to hire the top killers, mercenaries and bounty hunters. These dangerous elements are already lurking in Longmen.

At the end of his speech, the Rat King coughed weakly a few times again and said helplessly: "The entire Longmen is already undercurrent. As you can see, I am just an old man who is about to die."

"So you want me to help you? But to be honest, if there are too many enemies, I'm not sure."

"Besides you, I have found another helper. You will naturally know who she is when the time comes. You only need to deal with the special people among the enemies. The Mafia's affairs will be handled by the Mafia themselves."

“How far do I need to go?”

"Just don't let them interfere with Mafia affairs."

"I see. What time is it?"

"It's two in the morning. You still have two hours to rest. Everything must be finished before dawn."

"A little urgent."

"That was not my original intention, but something unexpected happened yesterday afternoon. Scar-Eye couldn't sit still any longer, so everything had to be moved forward."

"Okay, then I'll go back now?"

"Okay, someone will pick you up at this location in two hours."

After the discussion, White Wolf opened the car door and was about to leave when the Rat King suddenly said something inexplicable:

"Ms. White Wolf, your gloves are very nice."

"Thank you, it's a gift from a friend." Bai Lang said, then got out of the car and closed the door again.

Due to her perspective, she did not notice the change in the Rat King's eyes.

The Rat King sighed inaudibly, stared at the White Wolf standing outside the car window, and said slowly:

"Ms. White Wolf, I want to give you a piece of advice. You said before that you agree with Lord Kelsey's opinion, but my opinion is that you should never trust her at any time."

"Then should I believe you?" White Wolf turned and asked.

"No, I am not trustworthy either," the Rat King answered decisively.

"I am leaving."

The Rat King waved his hand, asking the White Wolf to leave, and the black car drove away. Next to the Rat King - where the White Wolf had been sitting, there was now another person sitting.

"Master, are these two really enough? Can't we find some more helpers?"

"That's enough. Old Wei has complained to me many times. We must restrain ourselves from making too much noise. Also, you underestimate that guy."

"Maybe. After all, I have only heard about it and have never actually seen that guy take action. In comparison, I know Miss White Wolf's methods too well. Can such an ability only be used as bait?"

The Rat King narrowed his eyes. "A chess piece can only work if it is in the most appropriate position. White Wolf's ability has been exposed. She will definitely become Scar Eye's focus. There is no one more suitable bait than her. As for other things, that guy is a professional."

"Well, indeed, if all goes well."

"If everything goes well." The Rat King's eyes suddenly widened and his face became ferocious. He was completely different from his previous old appearance. "I will personally deal with that ignorant junior."

It was obviously not the first time that the confidant of many years had seen the Rat King in this posture. He quickly handed over the pipe filled with tobacco and struck a match to help light it.

Amid the smoke, the Rat King calmed down again.

"Master, it's too hasty. Our people are not ready yet. Miss sent the things directly to Scar-Eye's territory. It was indeed a bit impulsive."

"No." The Rat King slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke and said with deep emotion, "She was right. We are old and no longer as decisive as we were in the past. This Dragon Gate is ours and theirs, but sooner or later it will be theirs."

……

At 0:30 in the morning, in a luxuriously decorated basement not far from the Entrepreneurs Association.

Lin Yuxia was listening attentively to her subordinates reporting the latest intelligence.

"Miss, according to reliable information over there, the operation will begin at four o'clock in the morning."

"Four in the morning, isn't that the time when people are most relaxed? Well, there are still two hours until dawn, which is plenty of time. Let's do this, let everyone rest first as planned, and gather in three hours."