Rebirth In The Novel: Indulging The Female Side Character

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Ye Chu didn't answer, but just listened to Lu Huai's words silently.

Ye Chu knew that he had discovered his hiding place, but she was not nervous.

Her thoughts were spinning, thinking about what to do next, but after waiting for about half a minute, Lu Huai did not move.

Then, Lu Huai turned around, and lightly dropped his finger, pressing on the light switch.

The room was extremely silent when Lu Huai's voice sounded.

"Ye Chu, you passed the test."

There was a hint of a smile in his words, but he hid other emotions well.

Although Lu Huai was satisfied with Ye Chu's performance, he hoped that she would continue to improve.

At the same time that Lu Huai finished speaking, the overhead lights turned on, illuminating the entire dark room.

The soft light also fell on Ye Chu's face, she walked out of the hiding place slowly, and saw Lu Huai standing there, he was looking in this direction all the time.

Lu Huai smiled lightly: "If you think the competition is not over yet, why don't you come back and practice with me again?"

Only then did Ye Chu feel that he hadn't enjoyed himself to the fullest, and the outcome was still undecided.

Since Lu Huai made this request on his own initiative, she naturally complied.

After the heartbeat calmed down and the body relaxed from the tense state, Ye Chu remembered the previous conversation between the two.

Lu Huai said that if she can pass his test, he will take her to a place.

Ye Chu looked up at him: "Where are you taking me?"

Lu Huai didn't answer: "Come and see me at the Peace Hotel at eight o'clock tomorrow night."

Ye Chu didn't ask the bottom line: "Okay."

Lu Huai suddenly called out to her, "Ye Chu."

He added: "I hope that in our cooperation, each other can have absolute privacy."

"Starting today, the people I send will continue to protect you, but they will not tell me everything about your actions except in necessary situations."

Ye Chu was stunned, speechless.

Lu Huai had already told those men that they should continue to protect Ye Chu. They only guarantee her safety and will not interfere in any of her actions.

He didn't want to restrain her behavior.

Ye Chu understood in his heart that what Lu Huai meant was that in this cooperation, there was no distinction between them, strong or weak.

This will not only ensure the smooth progress of the cooperation, but also maintain the relationship between the two of them.

In other words, Lu Huai and Ye Chu will always be equal and respect each other.

She had a sore nose, and then moved her eyes away. Soon, she controlled her emotions.

Ye Chu opened her mouth, her voice sounded restrained and calm: "Thank you."

She lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Ye Chu hid it very well, Lu Huai glanced at her face, but didn't notice anything unusual.

After the two bid farewell, they left the Western Sword Club one after another and returned home.

They left quietly, very low-key. No one will know what happened in that room at the club.

The voice once told Ye Chu that Mo Qinghan would come to Shanghai in disguise.

Recently, the strange faces that suddenly appeared in Shanghai may be Mo Qinghan.

They have to be careful.

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On this day, the weather was fine and the cool sun shone down.

But in some places, there are always people doing shady things.

In an antique shop on Nanjing Street, a guest was welcomed.

With a solemn expression, Gao Yan stopped at the door of the antique shop. He thought about it, and then walked in.

Pushing open the door, Gao Yan looked around. The store has a strong quaint atmosphere, and every item has gone through a long history.

But there was no one in the store, it was deserted.

The sunlight came in through the window, shining brightly, making the store seem more and more silent.

Gao Yan walked to a cabinet, which contained several antiques, each of which looked expensive.

He looked at it carefully for a while, and then walked up to the clerk.

"I'm not interested in the antiques in your store, I want to see some more valuable ones."

The clerk is tall, wearing a navy blue gown, and looks refined.

He lowered his head, heard Gao Yan's words, and looked up.

The clerk's name was Meng Qi, and his tone was modest: "What kind of antique do you think is the most valuable?"

Gao Yan: "Fly a thousand feet of jade in the cold, and sprinkle a forest of frost."

Meng Qi knew Gao Yan's purpose, and he glanced at the other shop assistants: "The shop is closed, and the business is now closed."

The clerk understood, locked the door, and hung a sign with a few words written on it.

There is something in the store, and the business is closed.

Then, Meng Qi looked at Gao Yan and said gently, "Close your eyes first."

Since Gao Yan needed the antique shop to help him with his affairs, he would naturally agree, and he nodded.

Meng Qi put a dark cloth on Gao Yan's eyes, the cloth is specially made, it will block all the light.

Gao Yan felt that the light dimmed instantly, and then, it seemed that someone held his arm.

There was darkness in front of him, and Meng Qi's voice sounded: "Now I will take you in."

Meng Qi left the counter, crossed the row of shelves lined with antiques, and walked inside. Behind the counter is a long silent corridor, very empty.

Meng Qi walked for a while and stopped suddenly.

His eyes fell on the wall, where there was a dark switch, which was extremely inconspicuous. Meng Qi pressed it, and the wall slowly moved up.

There is a door hidden here, open the door, and there is a room inside.

Meng Qi walked in with Gao Yan, and then pressed the switch in the room again, and the door closed.

Meng Qi took off the cloth covering Gao Yan's eyes, and said gently: "Please sit down."

He pointed to the seat next to him.

Gao Yan's vision became clear, only to realize that the room was huge, several times larger than the entire antique shop.

He sat down and said, "My name is Gao Yan, and I want to ask An Pavilion to help me get rid of someone."

Gao Yan took out a photo and handed it to Meng Qi: "This person will appear at the Fontainebleau Café at eight o'clock tonight."

Meng Qi took the photo and glanced at it carefully.

The person in the photo was surnamed Lin. Meng Qi knew that this person had done a lot of evil and had done all kinds of bad things, but many people were deceived by this person surnamed Lin, thinking that he was a good person.

Meng Qi raised his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Do you know the rules of the secret cabinet?"

The rules of the dark cabinet are, first, not to kill good people, and second, not to accept orders from Shanghai.

As soon as the words fell, Gao Yan felt a little relieved, knowing that Ange didn't reject him outright, he was a little thankful.

The Dark Pavilion doesn't accept all orders, some people come to the door even if they know about the existence of the Dark Pavilion. If the person to be killed does not meet the regulations of the secret cabinet, the secret cabinet will refuse.

And once the dark pavilion refuses, there will be no room for maneuver.

Gao Yan: "I know that the dark cabinet has a high cost of employment, but once the order is received, it will definitely be completed and will never let the employer down."

After a pause, Gao Yan spoke again: "And after the matter is completed, I must not disclose this matter, otherwise I will be punished by the secret cabinet."

Gao Yan took out the banknote and put it on the table: "This is my commission for the Dark Pavilion."

Meng Qi said softly: "Wait a minute, I'll make a phone call."

He stood up, went to the phone, and dialed a number. This number is a dedicated line.

Meng Qi turned his back to Gao Yan, Gao Yan could only see his back. The gown on his body didn't have a single wrinkle, it was extremely smooth.

Gao Yan suddenly remembered a sentence about the dark pavilion. The dark pavilion is clean and neat, and it kills people extremely elegantly.

After Meng Qi said a few words, he put down the phone, walked towards Gao Yan, and sat down.

Meng Qi put his hand on the bank note, picked it up, and said something gently.

"The dark pavilion has accepted this order."

Gao Yan showed joy and thanked repeatedly. Then, he was blindfolded again and led out.

It was raining, and the ground was pattering non-stop. The sky is gray, like a faint shadow on the cage.

On the wet path, a slender man walked slowly with a black umbrella.

He was wearing a suit, which was well tailored and had an extremely elegant demeanor.

The rain was getting heavier, but the man's clothes were still clean and dry, and the fine rain didn't fall on the man at all.

Under the cold rain, everything around looked white, but the figure of the man became clearer and clearer.

The man stopped in front of a tavern.

He closed the umbrella, moved slowly, and walked straight in.

The man ordered a bottle of wine and sat in a corner. The umbrella was put aside and hung down, and the ground was even more humid.

Perhaps because of the rain, and the temperature at night was extremely low, there were only a few people in the tavern.

The man picked up the wine glass, moved it to his mouth, and took a sip slowly. The wine reflected the transparent glass wall, making the man's fingers look more and more slender.

His every move is gentle, like a modest gentleman.

He looked out of the window, and the fine rain fell slowly along the window edge.

The man's eyes fell on the distance, and his eyes moved slightly.

At the other end, a person walked slowly, and there was a cafe at the end of the corner.

The night was getting darker, and this street was a bit remote, so the surroundings were extremely quiet.

There is a faint aroma of coffee in the air. If someone passes by, they can't help but walk in, order a cup of coffee, and savor it in the store.

On a cold winter night, drinking a cup of hot coffee will make you feel much better.

Meng Qi wore a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and a neatly tied tie.

With a straight back and steady steps, he walked straight into the cafe.

Meng Qi came to the cafe tonight to find someone.

The cafe is not big, and the layout is simple, so you can see it thoroughly at a glance.

He saw the man he was looking for. The man was about forty or fifty years old, a bit bloated, drinking coffee.

He lifted his foot and walked over.

Meng Qi walked across to the man, sat down slowly, and said softly, "Are you Mr. Lin?"

Mr. Lin put down his coffee, raised his head, with some doubts: "Are you..."

He didn't know the person in front of him, and he didn't know who this person was.

Meng Qi: "I know your son Lin An, I am his classmate."

"We have a good relationship and can talk more easily."

Mr. Lin understood a little bit. He heard his son mention that he has a good friend. According to Lin An's description, his friend was gentle and gentle, and the man in front of him seemed to fit him.

Mr. Lin: "Where is this? Lin An said that you helped him a lot. If you weren't there, he wouldn't be able to solve many things."

Meng Qi smiled, that smile was refined and gentle, and looked extraordinarily modest.

Although the two are not familiar with each other, Meng Qi's attitude is very good, and his speech is also very reserved, which makes people feel good when they see each other.

Mr. Lin felt that he was very comfortable talking, and Mr. Lin gradually became more talkative, and the two chatted very happily.

Meng Qi also ordered coffee and dessert, the waiter brought them up, put them on the table, and left.

The coffee was a little hot, and the pale mist curled up, making Meng Qi's expression more and more warm.

Meng Qi glanced at the table, and there was an exquisitely crafted watch on the black table. This watch belongs to Mr. Lin.

The watch is just a little away from the edge of the table.

Meng Qi withdrew his gaze, and suddenly stretched out his hand towards the dessert, seemingly unintentionally dropping the watch on the ground.

It was extremely cold in winter, the cafe had a thick blanket on the floor, and the watch fell on the blanket.

The blanket was relatively thick, and when the watch fell, there was no sound.

Meng Qi's voice was full of apology: "Sorry, Mr. Lin, it's all because of my carelessness."

"If the watch is broken, I will pay you back."

Mr. Lin waved his hands again and again: "It's okay, you were just careless."

Meng Qi's behavior was very elegant, and after a brief chat, Mr. Lin let go of his guard.

In front of Meng Qi, the always cautious Mr. Lin also lost his vigilance.

Mr. Lin just said: "You don't have to take it to heart."

As Mr. Lin said, he bent down, ready to pick up the watch.

At the same time, Meng Qi also bent down.

Mr. Lin picked up the watch and looked at it. The watch is still in good condition and has not been damaged.

He was about to stand up when he suddenly felt a chill, as if something sharp brushed against his neck quickly, and it felt cold to the touch.

Immediately, there was a sharp pain in the neck, and Mr. Lin closed his eyes and stopped breathing immediately before he knew what happened.

Mr. Lin's head drooped, and he was about to fall down when Meng Qi stretched out his hand and gently caught him.

Meng Qi hid a blade as thin as a cicada's wing in his hand. Just now when Mr. Lin bent over, he cut the most vulnerable part of his neck with the knife.

Killed with one blow.

At the same time, Meng Qi pulled up his clothes to cover the wound.

Taking advantage of Mr. Lin's figure, he hid the blade back to its original place as if nothing had happened.

The movement is extremely fast, but extremely light.

Meng Qi supported Mr. Lin's head and put him on the seat.

Then, with a slight movement, Mr. Lin rested his head on the table. The sound was so soft that others could not detect it at all.

From the outside, Mr. Lin looked like a man bent over and fell asleep, which was not surprising at all.

Meng Qi sat back unhurriedly, took a sip of coffee, and then slowly stood up.

His body and hands were clean without a trace of blood.

The suit was still neat and unwrinkled, and the tie was neat.

It's exactly the same as when I first entered the cafe.

It was impossible to see that in an instant, he had killed a person.

Meng Qi looked calm, and he walked out of the cafe with graceful steps.

After a long time, the cafe was about to close, and the waiter walked up to Mr. Lin, trying to wake him up.

The waiter thought that Mr. Lin was lying on the table and fell asleep, so he pushed it lightly: "Sir, our store is about to close..."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin fell to the ground all of a sudden, his face was pale, and bright red blood flowed onto the floor.

The waiter was so terrified that his legs went limp and he yelled, "He's dead..."

After Meng Qi left the cafe, he walked into the nearby tavern. He behaved as usual and walked straight to a man.

He came to the man, sat down, and poured wine into the glass.

Meng Qi picked up the wine glass, moved it to the man's side, and said softly, "Mr. Jiang, the wine is full."

What he meant was that he had successfully completed the task.

Mr. Jiang was the one who came to the tavern earlier, his figure was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.

The moonlight was white and fell through the gaps in the clouds, only illuminating a small area around his feet.

His shadow was deeply and shallowly printed on the ground, and the outline was somewhat blurred.

Mr. Jiang took the wine glass unhurriedly, and gently placed it on the table.

The brandy in the glass shook slightly, but gradually calmed down again.

"Meng Qi, your movements are quite neat." Mr. Jiang looked down at his watch.

His voice was like a breeze and drizzle, and his eyes were calm and gentle.

Meng Qiwei lowered her head: "Of course I can't compare to Mr. Jiang."

Mr. Jiang didn't answer, he stood up and walked out of the tavern. Meng Qi picked up her umbrella and followed.

Mr. Jiang stopped at the door.

Mr. Jiang wore a three-piece suit, with exquisite buckles on the cuffs of his shirt, and a Windsor knot and a half on his textured tie.

His feet were custom-made high-end leather shoes. It was raining tonight, but those shoes were brand new, without any dust.

His every move is elegant and indifferent.

Meng Qi stepped forward and opened a black umbrella. The sound of rainwater beating on the umbrella surface was clear and cold.

The night was very dark, it was pitch black, and there was no light. The black umbrella seemed to blend into the deep night.

Mr. Jiang walked under the umbrella and walked slowly into the rain in Nanjing.

He suddenly felt that it was time to go to Shanghai.