The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 712 - Chapter 712 Chapter 711 We Still Don't Know Who Will Be Celebrating Whom's Wedding

Chapter 712: Chapter 711: We Still Don’t Know Who Will Be Celebrating Whom’s Wedding Chapter 712: Chapter 711: We Still Don’t Know Who Will Be Celebrating Whom’s Wedding Mo Fan took the card and left Xiao Qimo’s office, running into Sikong Jian, who was striding past in a camel-colored trench coat.

Mo Fan felt it was somewhat baffling and became wary.

In fact, Sikong Jian had never taken the initiative to look for Xiao Qimo, and he had even less reason to step into his office privately.

This was a first.

There were only two men in the office.

Xiao Qimo, supporting his glasses, lifted his eyes listlessly, glanced at Sikong Jian, and then continued to bury himself in writing something.

Sikong Jian, unapologetic, didn’t even bother with a greeting and just lifted his leg to sit on the desk.

The two men locked eyes, their gazes clashing.

Without Lu Mian there to keep the peace, these two couldn’t wait to reveal their true colors, like needles pointing at wheat.

One was refined and elegant, the other wild and unrestrained.

Though their temperaments were so different, the one thing these two men had in common was: they were both incredibly aloof.

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Aloofness that made it seem like they cared for nothing in the world.

Mo Fan secretly observed from outside the door, thinking for a moment that he wanted to remind them: if you keep glaring like that, you might end up cross-eyed.

If Sikong Jian became cross-eyed, it would be no big deal, but their Lord Mo had a girlfriend.

And though he didn’t rely on his looks to make a living, he still needed to save face.

As Mo Fan watched with great anxiety, the two men in the office finally broke their staring contest.

Sikong Jian stretched out his long legs, sitting on the desk with one leg crossed over the other.

“Do you still have the trial medicine you gave to Captain Wang?”

Hearing about the trial medicine, Mo Fan’s spirits lifted.

He walked a few more steps forward and quietly listened at the door, beginning to figure out how to get himself into trouble again.

Xiao Qimo’s reply was very clear-cut, unwilling to feign peace even for a second.

“No.”

“…So you’re saying you have it, but you won’t give it to me, right?” Sikong Jian wasn’t at all surprised by his answer.

Both were sly as thousand-year-old foxes; what was the point of playing games?

Harmonious interactions were just for show, to fool the naive little Lu Mian.

Deep down, each probably wanted to tear the other apart.

Sikong Jian raised his phoenix eyes and, after stepping down from the desk, casually took off his trench coat as well.

Mo Fan’s heart raced.

Was this the prelude to a fight?

Before he could roll up his sleeves to defend his master, he saw through the crack of the door Sikong Jian suddenly reaching up to loosen his tie, pulling his shirt collar askew, revealing a large expanse of skin.

Hiss.

Mo Fan drew a sharp breath.

Xiao Qimo’s expression darkened, and he cursed inwardly.

Dammit!

What the hell is this crap?!

Facing Xiao Qimo’s eyes filled with disdain and avoidance, Sikong Jian sneered softly and leisurely spread open the wound on his shoulder.

“Fine, I’ll just go to Lu Mian then.”

Sikong Jian had the air of being completely justified, “If she sees the severity of my injury, she’d be heartbroken…

Given our relationship, she definitely would dress my wounds herself.

If I play pitiful and whisper sweet nothings…

Tsk.”

He touched his chin and tsked, seemingly envisioning a wonderfully sweet scenario.

Sikong Jian said longingly, “By that time, who knows whose wedding we’ll be drinking to.”

Dammit!

Xiao Qimo’s deep black pupils were brewing dark undercurrents like those of the deep sea.

He just knew Sikong Jian wasn’t up to any good.

His whole family were schemers; how could he himself be clean?

The man coldly pushed up his glasses, “Your relationship with Lu Mian…

Aside from having faced life and death together, what else could your relationship be?”

“Ah, right now it’s a friendship formed through life and death, but who knows what it could become in the future, maybe a ‘censored’ relationship,” Sikong Jian said with a slight smile, his shoulder blades shifting as his shirt settled back into place.

He fastened his tie bit by bit.

Not missing the fleeting intensity and sharpness in Xiao Qimo’s eyes.

Their gazes collided in the air, once again sparking fire.

After glaring for a full minute, Xiao Qimo conceded, pulling open a drawer and taking out a small bottle.

The bottle was packaged exactly like the one he and Wa Zhiqi had taken that night.

He tossed it to the other side, “Get lost.”

Sikong Jian caught it with satisfaction.

aEUR”aEUR”

Wa Zhiqi’s search for Wang Xintong wasn’t going smoothly.

Wang Xintong’s face was cold as she tapped loudly on the keyboard, inputting data; her face never leaving the computer screen, flatly refusing with pride.

“Captain Wa, the Wang Family’s connections aren’t something you can use just because you want to.”

“Right, I know.

These connections are indeed important.

But you can’t blame anyone for what happened before.

Lu Mian is not a spy, your deduction was wrong, so you don’t need to keep harping on about that, do you?”

Wa Zhiqi wasn’t one for cunning, just a straightforward, thick-skinned guy.

Wang Xintong slammed her keyboard and stood up, unable to take it anymore.

“Captain Wa, are you blaming me for being petty?

Do you know how much effort the Wang family has put into establishing a connection with IEG?

It’s not solely for the sake of serving the bureau.

To put it bluntly, it’s a favor if I help you, and my duty if I don’t.

How can you speak to me like that?”

“Yes, yes, you’re absolutely right.”

Wa Zhiqi thought to himself, so many doctors had applied to join the bureau back then, but why was Wang Xintong selected?

Isn’t it because she said she had these connections that the bureau agreed to bring her on board, after all, having connections is a big advantage.

If it wasn’t for that, wouldn’t it be better for the bureau to recruit even more skilled doctors?

He had also heard that Lu Mian had come to help Mr.

Sikong get medicine last night and had been given a hard time by Wang Xintong.

A doctor really shouldn’t act like that.

Wa Zhiqi made a final effort, “Can’t you help us out?

We’re all doing this for the good of the bureau, and this will surely be noted in your record of achievements.”

Naturally, Wang Xintong wouldn’t foolishly oppose the bureau; she was here to earn merit, improve her status, and her family’s.

She wouldn’t miss an opportunity to do that.

It’s just that she had chosen to stand with Daine.

“I’m sorry, but I’ve already promised Captain Daine that I’d help him check on something else.”

“What are you checking?

Let’s not duplicate efforts, it’s a waste of resources.”

“I’m checking the data on three top-tier hackers,” Wang Xintong stated.

“Captain Daine said H is already dead, Number Thirteen is on our side, so that leaves just Seven, whose loyalties are unclear.

To prevent the other side from swaying Seven, we need to determine this person’s identity in advance.”

Wa Zhiqi nodded.

“You see, isn’t this matter more important than yours?” Wang Xintong asked, feeling superior for being on the right side: “And you, what are you checking?”

“Twenty suspected vanishing points.”

Wang Xintong didn’t agree with this at all, “I never quite understood why you all so readily believe the holographic projection theory.

What real vanishing point is the other side trying to hide?

Is one vanishing point that important?”

“The reason they can appear and disappear without a trace is that they have such a vanishing point that allows them to jump through space and time.

It has become their shield, enabling them to escape unscathed, no matter what they’ve done.

As long as they reach this vanishing point, they can safely withdraw.

Tell me, is this place important or not?”

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