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The female police officer frowned, clearly sensing something was off. Tightening her grip on her gun, she said, "I'm sorry, but I didn't call for Room Service."
"I'm here to deliver your dinner, courtesy of the hotel, along with a bottle of red wine," the waiter replied, evidently not planning to leave just yet.
"I don't need it. My boyfriend and I have things to do. If you don't leave now, I'll have to file a complaint against you," the female officer insisted.
Ye Mingshang glanced at her with a strange expression. Things to do?
The waiter's voice grew a bit frantic. "I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll leave right away. Please don’t complain about me."
"Just go," the female officer urged.
As she listened to the sound of the cart moving away, she slowly exhaled in relief. However, just as she relaxed, she heard a shout: "Get down!"
Instinctively, she ducked. With a sharp sound, a bullet whizzed past her head, leaving a hole in the wall and dust raining down onto her shoulder.
Just as the female officer was about to retaliate, a strong hand pulled her back. Reacting instinctively, she threw an elbow strike, but it was easily blocked by the other person. She attempted to strike again but was silenced by a soft yet firm hand covering her mouth.
"Shh! Don't make a sound."
Looking at the handsome young man, the female officer furrowed her brow but did not resist further. Ye Mingshang released her and focused on the direction of the door.
With a loud creak, the door opened, and shuffling footsteps echoed in the light as a shadow slowly approached them.
A few seconds later, a dark figure appeared in view. The person reacted quickly, immediately turning their gun toward them. However, someone was faster than him. Just as he aimed his gun and tried to pull the trigger, he found he couldn't do so.
Looking over, his class was already blocked by a pale finger, and no matter how hard he pressed, he couldn't move it.
He thought to himself how fast the other person was, but that individual was also well-trained and immediately tried to twist the gun away, intending to break the opponent's finger. However, he underestimated the strength and speed of his adversary. Before he could make any adjustments, Ye Mingshang had already snatched the gun away.
"You!..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was struck on the head with the butt of the gun, and everything went black as he fainted.
Looking at this seemingly young and handsome boy, who appeared to be just in his early twenties and resembled a student, it was surprising that he could take down a well-trained agent so quickly. The female officer widened her eyes in astonishment, maintaining her vigilance as she instantly distanced herself from Ye Mingshang and aimed her gun at him.
"Don't move!" the female officer commanded.
Ye Mingshang glanced at her with some dissatisfaction. "Is this how you treat someone who just saved your life?"
"Don't play tricks. Tell me! Who are you really?!"
"I'm just a student," Ye Mingshang shrugged.
"Nonsense! How could a student have such skills?" the female officer retorted.
Ye Mingshang smirked. "Believe it or not."
The female officer was so infuriated that she momentarily lost her breath. Just as she was about to speak again, he interrupted her.
"Put your gun down. I don't like people pointing guns at me; I've said this before," Ye Mingshang said angrily.
"I won't lower my gun until I confirm your identity," the female officer replied firmly.
Ye Mingshang narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent flashing through. "If you don't know when to back off, I'll kill you."
The female officer couldn't help but shiver; for a moment, it felt as if she had been targeted by an Evil Spirit, a chill running through her body. That Killing Intent could only belong to someone who had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood after killing countless people.
She couldn't understand how a young man in his twenties could possess such strong Killing Intent. Who exactly was he?
However, before she could think further, she felt a tingling sensation in her lower body, followed by a warm flow sweeping across her thigh, causing her face to flush instantly. Ye Mingshang also caught a whiff of something and unconsciously twitched his nose, making the female officer's face turn even redder.
Ye Mingshang felt a bit awkward. Ignoring the female officer who seemed to be embarrassed, he stepped outside, listened carefully to ensure no one was around, and then walked out.
There were no other people in the corridor. A food cart was parked not far away; it seemed that the waiter had pushed it out earlier while hiding at the door to stage an ambush.
After closing the door, he quietly returned and glanced at the waiter lying on the ground. Ye Mingshang helplessly rubbed his forehead.
"Here I am, caught up in a case like I'm in a detective story. No matter where I go, there's always something happening. Even staying at a hotel leads to this kind of trouble; it's truly absurd."
Ye Mingshang's complaints made the female officer's face flush again as she said, "I'm sorry; it's all my fault for involving you."
Ye Mingshang shrugged. "Forget it; that's just fate. You can escape today but not tomorrow."
The female officer glanced at him. "You seem to take it well."
"What else can I do? I can't just cry like a little girl," he replied, disregarding her somewhat displeased expression and continued, "Now tell me about yourself and who he is."
The female officer shook her head. "My identity and this mission are secrets; I can't tell you."
"You need to think carefully about who holds the initiative now," Ye Mingshang said, shaking the gun he had taken from the waiter.
The female officer also shook the gun in her hand. "I have a gun too."
"If you are confident you can hit me, go ahead and shoot," Ye Mingshang said with a light snort.
The female officer was about to raise her gun when she suddenly recalled the chill she felt earlier. Fear gripped her heart as she remembered how scared she had been, causing her cheeks to flush. Now, she was caught in a dilemma—neither speaking nor resisting seemed right. After a moment of hesitation, the female officer looked up at Ye Mingshang and said, "Show me your identification. I need to confirm you're not an enemy."
Ye Mingshang curled his lip and handed over his ID.
After verifying that the ID was legitimate, the female officer returned it to him and gave him a strange look.
"What are you staring at?" Ye Mingshang glared at her.
"You’re so young; where did you learn these skills?" the female officer asked.
"That's none of your business. You still haven't answered my question," Ye Mingshang replied.
The female officer sighed and said, "Actually, I’m a national agent. I came to Kurle on a secret mission because spies from Island Nation have infiltrated here, intending to support the Terrorist Organization in their rebellion. I didn't expect to be discovered by the enemy first; I almost got killed. Thank you for saving me."
Listening to her explanation, Ye Mingshang stroked his chin and then pulled down the waiter’s pants. The female officer's face turned red as she exclaimed, "What are you doing!"
(To be continued.)
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