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Chapter 615: Chapter 615. Call, Incision

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Zhuang Xian, who had no way to escape at the moment, could only lie on the bed and rest obediently. No matter what reason or excuse she found, she could not ask Lin En to leave her room!

Finally, after her mother left the room, Zhuang Xian turned her head to look at the clock on the bedside table. She had already accepted her fate. She cannot attend Ming Tu’s appointment on time today.

At 10:11 pm, Ming Tu did not see the person he was waiting for in the Underworld Gate. Instead, he received an unfamiliar call.

Looking at the unfamiliar number on the phone, Ming Tu frowned slightly. The number in his hand was only used by the high-level assassins and special agents in their sect. According to the logical explanation, the person who could call this number could not be an unfamiliar number.

However, his eyes lit up when Underworld Butcher thought about Silente, who didn’t show up on time tonight. He pressed the answer button but didn’t speak into the microphone!

“May I ask if you are Master Yang, who sells sea fish at the mouth of Cang River? Is your fish fresh today?”

Zhuang Xian’s voice came from the speaker. Ming Tu naturally recognized this voice but still had to respond to some shared code words. The corners of his mouth curled up a little as he replied into the phone, “We don’t have Master Yang here, but we always sell sea fish, and they are fresh. How much do you want?”

“Aren’t you Cang River Mouth? What kind of logic was this?” Zhuang Xian chuckled and asked back.

Ming Tu pinched his nose helplessly. When he opened his mouth, he scolded with a gentle smile, “I guessed that only you would use your number to call the public phone of the sect! What do you mean by selling sea fish? That was a few months ago. Although you haven’t been inside the door all this time, you should know about these things, right? You little bastard, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?

After 10 p.m., the villa area was still brightly lit. Zhuang Xian held her phone in her right hand. Her thin, slender figure stood in front of the large French window in her room. She used the remote control to pull open half of the curtains. She looked up at herself through the glass window.

She naturally heard Ming Tu’s mocking laughter. A relaxed smile appeared on her indifferent face as she replied, “What do you mean on purpose? I’m doing this to meet you, right? Why are you so anxious to meet me today? Did something happen in the sect again? The situation this afternoon was too special. When we were eating at Paramount, we encountered a disguised assassin. Fortunately, she had underestimated the enemy at that time. Her brain was so stupid that I subdued her in a few moves…”

Before Zhuang Xian could finish her report, Ming Tu’s slightly surprised voice came from the other end of the phone. He interrupted Zhuang Xian’s sentence, “So when MO Qian was attacked at Paramount today, you were also there? Did you take care of that assassin? Did you get any information?”

Zhuang Xian raised her eyebrows slightly and said faintly, “It seems that the information channels in the sect are not very good! This assassination incident has already passed for several hours, and you still don’t know the real situation. This is a disgrace to the face of the Underworld Gate.”

Although Zhuang Xian kept complaining, she did not stop thinking. After thinking for a while, she asked, “Why didn’t you get any first-hand information? Didn’t the information channels between the sect and the police work together? What was Tian Zhen thinking? He didn’t think the police force could resist these assassins, right? He won’t exchange any information with you. Isn’t he gambling with MO Qian’s life?

Is he crazy?”

As Zhuang Xian spoke, she seemed to notice she was a little agitated. She tried her best to calm down. When she spoke again, she was much calmer. She continued to answer Ming Tu’s question, “That female assassin died of poison after the assassination failed! So, strictly speaking, I didn’t solve it myself. She didn’t reveal any other information, so I don’t know much.”

Ming Tu knew what Zhuang Xian was worried about, but after thinking about it a little more, he realized something was not quite right..

Chapter 615: Chapter 615. Call, Incision

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Zhuang Xian, who had no way to escape at the moment, could only lie on the bed and rest obediently. No matter what reason or excuse she found, she could not ask Lin En to leave her room!

Finally, after her mother left the room, Zhuang Xian turned her head to look at the clock on the bedside table. She had already accepted her fate. She cannot attend Ming Tu’s appointment on time today.

At 10:11 pm, Ming Tu did not see the person he was waiting for in the Underworld Gate. Instead, he received an unfamiliar call.

Looking at the unfamiliar number on the phone, Ming Tu frowned slightly. The number in his hand was only used by the high-level assassins and special agents in their sect. According to the logical explanation, the person who could call this number could not be an unfamiliar number.

However, his eyes lit up when Underworld Butcher thought about Silente, who didn’t show up on time tonight. He pressed the answer button but didn’t speak into the microphone!

“May I ask if you are Master Yang, who sells sea fish at the mouth of Cang River? Is your fish fresh today?”

Zhuang Xian’s voice came from the speaker. Ming Tu naturally recognized this voice but still had to respond to some shared code words. The corners of his mouth curled up a little as he replied into the phone, “We don’t have Master Yang here, but we always sell sea fish, and they are fresh. How much do you want?”

“Aren’t you Cang River Mouth? What kind of logic was this?” Zhuang Xian chuckled and asked back.

Ming Tu pinched his nose helplessly. When he opened his mouth, he scolded with a gentle smile, “I guessed that only you would use your number to call the public phone of the sect! What do you mean by selling sea fish? That was a few months ago. Although you haven’t been inside the door all this time, you should know about these things, right? You little bastard, you did it on purpose, didn’t you?

After 10 p.m., the villa area was still brightly lit. Zhuang Xian held her phone in her right hand. Her thin, slender figure stood in front of the large French window in her room. She used the remote control to pull open half of the curtains. She looked up at herself through the glass window.

She naturally heard Ming Tu’s mocking laughter. A relaxed smile appeared on her indifferent face as she replied, “What do you mean on purpose? I’m doing this to meet you, right? Why are you so anxious to meet me today? Did something happen in the sect again? The situation this afternoon was too special. When we were eating at Paramount, we encountered a disguised assassin. Fortunately, she had underestimated the enemy at that time. Her brain was so stupid that I subdued her in a few moves…”

Before Zhuang Xian could finish her report, Ming Tu’s slightly surprised voice came from the other end of the phone. He interrupted Zhuang Xian’s sentence, “So when MO Qian was attacked at Paramount today, you were also there? Did you take care of that assassin? Did you get any information?”

Zhuang Xian raised her eyebrows slightly and said faintly, “It seems that the information channels in the sect are not very good! This assassination incident has already passed for several hours, and you still don’t know the real situation. This is a disgrace to the face of the Underworld Gate.”

Although Zhuang Xian kept complaining, she did not stop thinking. After thinking for a while, she asked, “Why didn’t you get any first-hand information? Didn’t the information channels between the sect and the police work together? What was Tian Zhen thinking? He didn’t think the police force could resist these assassins, right? He won’t exchange any information with you. Isn’t he gambling with MO Qian’s life?

Is he crazy?”

As Zhuang Xian spoke, she seemed to notice she was a little agitated. She tried her best to calm down. When she spoke again, she was much calmer. She continued to answer Ming Tu’s question, “That female assassin died of poison after the assassination failed! So, strictly speaking, I didn’t solve it myself. She didn’t reveal any other information, so I don’t know much.”

Ming Tu knew what Zhuang Xian was worried about, but after thinking about it a little more, he realized something was not quite right..