Li Cu suddenly felt that his way of thinking was becoming increasingly strange; he had been made somewhat neurotic by the series of recent events. Shaking his head, Li Cu understood that, aside from his own home, it was impossible for him to stay in a warehouse, and going to Su Wan’s house would mean he couldn’t expect any peace tonight.

He went to his father’s study, flipping through his father’s letters and contact books, hoping to find some information about Shen Qiong’s parents. He couldn’t quite remember the nature of the relationship between his father and Shen Qiong’s father, only that they at least worked within the same system—or at the very least, they knew each other.

He hoped to find some information about Shen Qiong in this study so he could understand the role her family played in the incident. Soon, he pulled out an old address book, which included a list of contacts from one of his father’s class reunions. Li Cu examined it closely and finally found Shen Qiong’s father’s name. After looking at the company where Shen Qiong’s father worked, he was taken aback; Shen Qiong’s father was in logistics, which explained why he had business dealings with his father—his father’s factory had very high logistics requirements during its mid-stage.

Li Cu rubbed his face and looked at the name of Shen Qiong’s father’s logistics company, realizing that he was quite familiar with it; it was the same company that transported corpses for him.

Aha. Li Cu thought to himself, oh, so this is how things work.

Meanwhile, as Li Cu was deep in thought, things were rapidly changing on the other side.

A few days earlier, on a small road in Chang’an Town, Jie Yuchen walked alone in silence. As he had expected, Li Cu did not come down from the building; the child did not yet understand the meaning of taking initiative. Under the heavy pressure of such a complex situation, he often chose to think and hesitate.

This is the most common mistake people make at the beginning.

In fact, at such times, one should catch up with him, clarify the questions, and resolve them; that would be the most convenient way and the best method to disrupt the plans of the person behind it all.

Of course, if that little brat really did that, would he have a way to deal with him?

Of course, he did.

Jie Yuchen continued walking, pulling out a handkerchief from his clothes to wipe off his makeup. The final delicate and pretty face revealed itself from beneath the heavy makeup; her waist did not appear stiff. Her figure did not become tall; instead, her agile movements while walking enhanced her gracefulness.

Finally, she pinched her throat and pulled out a pendant that had been pressing on her vocal cords from her collar, tossing it into a nearby trash can. She coughed a few times and realized she had regained Liang Wan’s voice.

The first time she encountered such a technique, she was also surprised. She had once wanted to imitate it, but using this ancient method was incredibly complex, with hidden tricks that couldn’t simply be replicated through ordinary analysis. That was why she had to use an opposite approach today.

Liang Wan walked along the road and arrived at the hotel a hundred meters away. She entered, went to her room, kicked off her high heels, and felt her feet relax completely. She went to the vanity, carefully checked her face to see if her makeup was all clean. She took out her small bag and used the makeup remover inside to cleanse her face. Once all the makeup was removed, she began to take off her clothes, slowly revealing her figure.

Liang Wan looked at her body in the mirror. She had been so tense that her body had been almost completely stiff just moments ago, and now many parts of her body were still sore. Even posing in various ways didn’t feel natural.

She thought to herself: This little boy really hasn’t experienced women. With a body like mine, so soft and natural, he actually believes this is a man.

I’ll give you a taste of it, Liang Wan thought, suddenly feeling a bit wicked.

She walked into the bathroom and took a refreshing hot shower. Afterward, she sat back on the bed, took a deep breath, and pulled out her personal safety spray from her bag. Turning it over, she noticed a line of fine print on the label: a phone number.

That man was really sneaky; in such an intense situation, when did he manage to write that down? She couldn’t recall.

She had discovered this number at a gas station supermarket on the way to this small town while talking to Li Cu. She had dialed the number at that moment and heard the other party’s voice.

It was a private line for Xie Yuchen, who gave her a few simple instructions over the phone.

“If you want to meet that person, you can only do as I say,” he said.

Clearly, the other party was very well-informed about everything.

Now she had successfully sent Li Cu away; it was time to call that number again.

She felt a bit nervous, an irresistible tension that wouldn’t ease no matter how much she tried to relax. Taking a shower had made her feel a bit more comfortable; otherwise, she might not have been able to articulate her thoughts.

She closed her eyes, then picked up the room’s cordless phone and dialed the number. Soon, the other party answered. The first thing they asked was, “Did he notice any flaws?”

Liang Wan replied, “Not for now, but that might change in the future.”

Xie Yuchen was silent for a moment before saying, “You don’t need to think about the future.”

Liang Wan said, “I definitely won’t think about it; I just want to know what I should do next. Will you keep your promise and let me meet him?”

The other party replied, “Yes. Our family’s tradition is not to scheme against women.”

“Then tell me what I should do next. I will complete everything very quickly.”

“Do you think you are the main character in this event? You’re not; that little boy is the main character, so completing everything quickly won’t help me much. Of course, if you have that thought, you can still do something now. Stand up and walk to the window.”

The tone of the other party annoyed her a bit, but she was an adult and could suppress her emotions.

Liang Wan stood up and walked to the window. Leaning against the edge, she pulled the window open a crack and looked outside. What she saw was the neon sign of the Chongqing hot pot restaurant across the street, flickering incessantly, with a few light tubes seemingly broken.

The person on the phone said, “Four months ago, I placed a package behind that neon light. You need to go to the second floor of that restaurant and open the third window on the west side. The package is right below the window, taped to the wall. I don’t know if it’s still there, but you can check. The package contains your entire plan for the next step.”