The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 407 - 406: The Target is Her

Chapter 407: Chapter 406: The Target is Her

Several sneaky figures blended into the crowd, with some plainly dressed people lingering around dark corners, glancing around as if they thought they were being stealthy.

Qu Tong stood higher up, taking in everything with a slight furrow between her delicate brows.

The atmosphere felt a bit off.

However, chaos might actually be better.

Within the crowd.

Dressed in disguise, Lan Weiying wore a large black hat, her distinctly light purple eyes also hidden behind brown contacts, though her demeanor had not changed much, still exuding the aloofness of a young lady of high status.

It was only when she unconsciously looked back at the crowd that she locked eyes with a pair of smiling, almond-shaped eyes, shining dazzlingly like the stars in the night sky.

The more dangerous, the more captivating; a single glance had already put Lan Weiying on alert.

However, the other party soon shifted their gaze elsewhere, their pale fingers resting on the chest, lazily fiddling with a pearl necklace around the neck, as if the previous glance had been casually directed in that direction and not specifically at her.

Lan Weiying looked up at that perfect profile, thought of the content on that paper in the Space Button, and clenched her teeth hard.

After a resentful glance, she turned and entered a jewelry store.

She didn’t see Qu Tong’s lips slightly curling up.

Qu Tong remembered that store, went back to her room, picked up the room card from the coffee table and headed out, glancing at Old Man Yuan, who was looking through the auction catalog: "Are you staying here, or are you coming with me?"

"Coming?" Old Man Yuan stood up, following behind Qu Tong.

"Mhm." Qu Tong responded, and as they walked, she said, "Later on, you follow Lou Xiaochuan, and if anything unexpected happens, you guys head back to the auction."

After entering the jewelry store, Qu Tong soon realized that the jewelry store was just a facade; Lan Weiying had already left through the back door.

Following the alley to the end, there was an old factory in the back.

Qu Tong indeed saw one of the subordinates who had been following Lan Weiying not far ahead.

After a while, several floating cars arrived, and twenty or thirty people got out, the leader slightly revealing some bright golden hair under the cap, and as he turned around, Qu Tong just caught a glimpse of his fierce green eyes and a deep red scar across the bridge of his nose, probably a recent addition.

Although Qu Tong had never seen the second prince of Casa, all signs matched up, so there was no doubt about it.

While the two sides were talking, Qu Tong’s communicator vibrated.

Qu Tong raised her hand to see; was it Si Yuting?

Qu Tong told Lou Xiaochuan to keep watch and moved behind a wall to connect to her Light Brain.

"Ali, you’re on E12 Star now, right?" Si Yuting’s voice sounded a bit urgent.

"What’s wrong?" Qu Tong asked.

"The Crown Princess Consort and Niannian got lost while touring E12 Star, and there has been a Star Thieves’ riots on E12 Star, which might be dangerous, so could you help look for them first? I’m on my way now."

Qu Tong glanced at the group of people in the distance, "Okay."

"Thank you, Ali. Be careful yourself, I don’t know why but the Venomous Snake Pirate Group seems to be all out this time. Wu Yue and Feng Lin should be there now, you can also contact them..." Si Yuting spelled out the situation he knew to Qu Tong.

Over there, Lan Weiying and the others were already ready to board the second prince of Casa’s floating car.

Qu Tong had her Light Brain on privacy mode outside, so Old Man Yuan couldn’t see or hear, looking anxious, "They are almost leaving, should we follow them?"

Qu Tong kept the communication on, frowned and replied to Old Man Yuan, "I’ve got an emergency, let’s hold off on this for now."

"What?" Old Man Yuan, puzzled, hardly able to grasp the sudden change; an excellent opportunity was slipping away.

"Next time we might not have such a perfect chance."

"Crown Princess Consort and Niannian might be in trouble," Qu Tong briefly explained, then moved to an open area and let out her floating car.

Looking back towards Lan Weiying’s direction, she told Old Man Yuan and Lou Xiaochuan, "Keep an eye on Lan Weiying; if there’s a chance, take action, if not, either wait for me to come back or until next time."

After speaking, Qu Tong drove the floating car away.

If Lan Weiying and the second prince did not have an SS-rank bodyguard with them, and if they were lucky, Lou Xiaochuan might succeed in a sneak attack; otherwise, they would have to wait until next time.

Qu Tong’s current location was the East District, while the riots occurred in the West District.

Qu Tong followed the area map that Si Yuting had forwarded to her from Wu Yue and spent two hours before she arrived at the area where Niannian was lost.

No sooner had she entered the area than her communication with Si Yuting automatically disconnected.

The hover car also popped up a notification indicating no network connection.

This place either had no signal or a signal jammer was activated.

As soon as Qu Tong stepped out of the hover car, Feng Lin spotted her.

"Miss Jun Li." Feng Lin approached, his voice tinged with delight.

"Commander Feng." Qu Tong nodded politely in greeting.

Qu Tong took the opportunity to inquire about the situation.

Around the Commerce Tower, police tapes were strung up, the Crown Prince and the Royal Guard stood outside, their faces filled with worry as they anxiously discussed strategies.

The information from Si Yuting might have been delayed; Niannian and the Crown Princess Consort had already fallen into the hands of the Star Thieves.

Besides them, there were over twenty other hostages, and Niannian and the Crown Princess Consort were placed separately in a room.

There were four to five hundred Star Thieves inside, and an unknown number of their accomplices were hidden, ready to provide support.

"Why would they want to capture the Crown Princess Consort and the Little Princess?" Qu Tong was puzzled.

Had the Poison Snake Mercenary Group become bold enough to offend the Canaan Royal Family?

Besides, wouldn’t capturing the Crown Prince be more valuable?

Qu Tong’s gaze toward the Crown Prince was too straightforward, blazingly inscribed with "Why weren’t you captured?"

The Crown Prince felt somewhat embarrassed but knew that Qu Tong might be able to help him, so he shared his speculation.

"It might be because the Crown Princess Consort carried a large amount of gifts for the Kasa Empire and resources intended for trade with the Kasa Empire."

This situation was no time to be concerned about whether it involved national affairs or not.

After hearing this, Qu Tong nodded.

She scanned the surroundings and did not see Wu Yue anywhere.

Feng Lin had made it here, and since Wu Yue was already on E12 Star, it was impossible that he hadn’t arrived.

"Hasn’t anyone gone in to negotiate?"

"Yes, someone from the Grand Marshal’s subordinate volunteered to talk with them, and they indeed let him in, but he never came out," Feng Lin replied.

Qu Tong thought to herself, Just as expected.

"Du Biao now refuses to communicate..."

Feng Lin hadn’t finished speaking when the main screen on the Commerce Tower lit up.

Everyone’s attention converged there.

On the big screen, Du Biao’s face, which looked menacing at first glance, wore a sinister smile; his voice came through the broadcast somewhat piercing.

"Jun Li, you finally made it!"

As Du Biao spoke, the ferocity in his eyes was unmistakable, and the not-yet-fully-healed scar above his right eye — a remnant from his last fight with Qu Tong — made him look particularly fierce.

The eyes of the Crown Prince and others also shifted to Qu Tong, a mix of puzzlement and suspicion.

Qu Tong didn’t offer everyone a reply, but simply watched the screen calmly, slightly raising an eyebrow.

They were looking for her?

It seemed she didn’t need Si Yuting to find her; news would reach her anyway.

But why was Du Biao so certain she would come?

She certainly didn’t see herself as a paragon of virtue always ready to help others in her public persona.