The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 705 - Chapter 705 Chapter 704 Who is Their Target

Chapter 705: Chapter 704: Who is Their Target?

Chapter 705: Chapter 704: Who is Their Target?

The people at the other table were all core members, well aware of much of the information.

Not a single person explained to Hua Ying.

Only Wang Xintong whispered into her ear, “It’s probably Number Thirteen, Captain Daine has been searching for him.”

“Oh, oh.” Hua Ying didn’t ask any further, seeming to just make casual conversation.

Wang Xintong patted her, “Don’t worry, everyone is working hard to solve the case.”

Hua Ying smiled sweetly.

Her gaze, however, fell in the direction of Xiao Qimo, Lu Mian, and Sikong Jian.

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After the dinner that evening, Xiao Qimo took the initiative to return to Lu Mian’s room.

As soon as Lu Mian tried to send him away, he insisted that he was afraid of the cold and couldn’t endure it.

Although they hadn’t engaged in any overly intimate actions, Xiao Qimo was persistent about staying there, and in the end, she just let him be.

As night fell,

Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian each occupied one side of the large bed, with a clear dividing line between them.

When they were barely in a light sleep, they suddenly heard very faint sounds coming from outside the door.

Lu Mian opened her eyes but didn’t move.

Xiao Qimo’s breathing was even, and he didn’t take any action either.

The door to the room was quietly opened, and even though the other party’s movements were slight, they did not escape the keen hearing of the two people on the bed.

Then came the sound of a bullet being chambered.

Danger was imminent.

“Bang!”

The gun outfitted with a silencer still made a deadly sound.

Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian’s instincts were sharp.

Before the other party could pull the trigger, they both swiftly and efficiently slid off the bed at the same time.

A bullet struck the bed, sending fluff flying.

The assassin, dressed in black and wearing a mask, was clearly caught off guard.

After less than a second of hesitation, they quickly fired a second shot.

Having missed the best moment to ambush, the killer’s subsequent actions in front of Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo were more in vain; none of the shots hit their mark.

The assassin didn’t dare to linger and turned to flee.

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Lu Mian sprang agilely from the wardrobe area, without saying a word, ready to chase after them.

Xiao Qimo blocked her from the darkness, “Don’t move, I’ll chase them.”

It was too dangerous with the other side having a gun.

“I have experience,” Lu Mian retorted, pushing Xiao Qimo away with her hand, “Don’t worry.”

“I have experience.” Who knew how much bitterness was contained in that statement.

What kind of past had made a twenty-year-old girl so calm in the face of an assassination?

So calm that it was heartbreaking.

“No.”

Xiao Qimo was more assertive than ever before, and for the first time, he issued a command to Lu Mian with such determination.

He looked deeply at the somewhat stunned girl, wasted no more words, and was the first to step out, chasing towards the hallway outside.

Lu Mian followed a step behind him.

Before they had chased a few steps, Sikong Jian abruptly opened the door next door, running out in a flustered panic.

“Mianmian?!”

Their commotion caused the sound-activated lights in the hallway to come on.

The man, barefoot and in haste, rushed to Lu Mian’s side in two steps, anxiously checking her over as he grasped her shoulders.

“Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Are you hurt?

I thought I heard gunshots…”

He asked rapidly, several times in succession.

His phoenix eyes were reddish, tinged with a bit of fear.

Lu Mian’s gaze fell on his wide-open pajama top and the skewed pants.

She patted Sikong Jian on the back, “I’m fine; it’s cold outside, you better go back in.”

Sikong Jian sighed with relief.

At that moment, Xiao Qimo had no time to concern himself with anything else.

He instructed Sikong Jian, “Take good care of her.”

After speaking, he lifted his leg and chased in the direction the assassin had fled, quickly activating the agency’s top emergency response plan.

After the emergency plan was activated, the office would be in a state of complete lockdown.

Even if the assassin grew wings, escape would be impossible.

So, he wasn’t too worried about letting this killer with unclear motives get away.

What concerned him more was the possibility that the person was targeting Lu Mian.

Lu Mian’s face was cold, her breath gloomy as she reached out and grabbed the hem of Xiao Qimo’s clothes.

“The assailant fired three shots at you but didn’t shoot at me.

Director Qimo, you are their target.” The more critical the situation, the calmer Lu Mian became.

She could also feel that the other party seemed to be deliberately avoiding her, not wanting her to get hurt.

In such a situation, how could she possibly let Director Qimo take the risk?

Maybe the assailant was lurking in some corner of the office, just waiting for Xiao Qimo to pursue.

The two of them argued relentlessly, neither willing to give way to the other.

Sikong Jian’s head was throbbing; he hadn’t come out to be fed dog food.

The man stopped Xiao Qimo with one hand and held Lu Mian with the other, swiftly locking both of them back in the room.

“Neither of you is going,” he said, pressing his lips together as he fastened his top button, straightened his askew sleeping pants, slipped on a pair of slippers from Lu Mian’s room casually, and turned to leave.

“I’ll go take a look.”

“Sikong!”

“Anyway, I’m not the target.

I’m just going to take a look,” he said airily.

“Women are so naggling; the perpetrator’s going to get away!”

Lu Mian choked with anger, “Get back here!”

She knew exactly what Sikong Jian was thinking and was aching with frustration at their disobedience.

Yet Sikong Jian had already stepped out of the room before her, and she didn’t know when he had snagged the mop from the bathroom, effectively blocking her door with it.

Lu Mian pushed hard for a long time but couldn’t get the door open.

Outside, there was no longer any noise.

“Damn it!”

Lu Mian kicked the door with her foot.

Xiao Qimo’s eyes were dark as he quickly dialed Mo Fan’s number.

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Tonight, the atmosphere at the office was exceptionally tense, and the police presence was extraordinarily strong.

Almost every officer was deployed, searching every inch for this suddenly appeared assassin.

The search went on until the latter part of the night, when Mo Fan and Sikong Jian both returned.

Sikong Jian was assisted by Mo Fan as they came back.

After the door was opened again, Lu Mian didn’t have time to be angry as her body quickly moved to support the staggering Sikong Jian.

“What happened to you?”

Sikong Jian cracked a smile, his handsome eyes softening a bit.

“Mianmian, I scraped my knee…”

The sound was more like whining.

Sikong Jian’s aloofness was always reserved for strangers.

In front of Lu Mian, he would show the youthful side of himself, the real Sikong Jian he kept hidden and suppressed.

Lu Mian’s heart tightened, but she also breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, it was nothing too serious.

“I’ll help you sit down.”

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jian promptly leaned most of his body weight on Lu Mian.

Xiao Qimo’s gold-rimmed glasses reflected a cold light, his gaze sharply falling on Mo Fan.

Mo Fan’s expressionless face twitched, and with a stiff and forceful pull, he yanked Sikong Jian back, “Mr.

Sikong, I’m strong, I’ll support you.”

His words were a show of unyielding loyalty.

“…”

Sikong Jian rolled his eyes at Mo Fan and after sitting on the chair, he began to speak.

“The perpetrator was not caught; they are very familiar with the office layout and hid after a couple of exchanges.”

Lu Mian’s brow furrowed.

“However, the person was also injured.”

Sikong Jian paused, his tone filled with a hint of confusion and wonder, “It’s a woman.”