111: Chapter 111 Plastic Sibling Relationship
Chen Qing: "No one died."
"Oh~" Li Meng winked at Chen Qing, but the latter turned her head away, refusing to look at her.
Just then, a large hand shot out like lightning, snatched the potato chips in a few swift motions, stuffed a mouthful, and then flicked Li Meng on the forehead.
*Thump~*
Li Yu said: "You heartless girl, your brother is about to be killed, and you're still eating so happily. Is that appropriate? Can you consider our plastic sibling relationship?"
Li Meng covered her head, chuckled, and said: "Hehe~ It's fine, isn't it? If she really wanted to kill you, Brother, I wouldn't be able to stop her anyway."
"Heartless." Li Yu rolled his eyes.
He also knew that it was because he had come quietly during the day to send a message to Li Meng that she could eat and drink here with peace of mind.
Li Yu even estimated that she must have given Chen Qing a hard time all afternoon, and since the latter felt guilty, she naturally satisfied her every whim.
"And another thing, you've become a hostage, yet your life is still so carefree. Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Can you show some respect for your profession? Hostage sister."
Li Meng raised her hand and said with a serious face: "I protest! I tried to resist like a hostage, but I couldn't beat her."
Li Yu rolled his eyes, wearing an expression that said, "I don't believe a word you say."
"Let's go."
Li Yu reached out to grab Li Meng, but the latter pulled her hand back like lightning, said "Wait," and then reached into her sleeve. After some fumbling, several shards of a dagger stained with residual blood fell out.
She gave a fawning smile: "Just in case. It's fine now."
"You really are... Let's go."
Li Yu habitually wanted to retort, but the words didn't come out in the end. He had to turn around, grab Li Meng's wrist tightly, and walk outside, while Chen Qing followed closely behind, clutching that pot of asparagus fern.
Today's events were too stimulating for Li Meng. Even though Li Yu had sent a message telling her he would be fine, she still kept a backup plan.
Li Yu believed it.
If he had met with an accident today, the shards Li Meng hid in her sleeve would definitely have been fiercely stabbed into Chen Qing by her.
As for the result...
"Are you hungry?"
"Not hungry, hee hee~"
"I was planning to buy two ice creams."
"Hungry! I'm so hungry! Brother is the best, I'm hungry..."
"I know you're silly, no need to emphasize it."
"What is that supposed to mean~"
Under the cover of night, in the hazy darkness, Li Yu accompanied Li Meng, bickering and playing, dispelling the bit of unease hidden in his heart bit by bit.
Chen Qing watched this scene, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her pitch-black eyes shimmering in the night. At this moment, she was filled with longing for her future life.
...
Late at night.
Chen Qing changed into black clothes and stood on the balcony against the north wind, carefully discerning the breathing sounds in the house next door.
One was a long, faint breathing sound.
That was Li Meng.
First suffering severe injuries, then enduring a day of psychological torment, Li Meng fell into a deep sleep as soon as she touched the bed.
The other was a long, steady breathing sound, with a bit of teeth grinding.
It was undoubtedly Li Yu.
A flash of tenderness crossed Chen Qing's eyes.
She wasn't stupid. From the composure Li Yu showed after arriving at the abandoned factory, his interaction with Li Meng, and the words he let slip during the confrontation in the evening, she knew—Li Yu had been there.
Just when she sensed someone outside and rushed out only to find nothing, he had already entered the room and left quickly.
He had every reason to take Li Meng away on the spot, or even have the expert who brought him there make a move to kill her.
With the other party's ability to come and go without a trace, she believed it could be done.
But Li Yu didn't. He gave up such a huge advantage, came to meet her alone, risked his life, and persuaded her.
In his heart... there must be a small spot for her, right?
For this little spot, even if the price to pay was great, it would be acceptable, right?
Chen Qing's tenderness faded, and her gaze became firm.
She looked at the balcony next door, then leaped, moving like an agile leopard through the steel jungle.
Half an hour later.
Chen Qing had a cloth bag in her hand and arrived in the suburbs, outside a building in a factory area.
If Li Yu had followed, he would surely recognize that this was the Wild Horse Beast Taming Pharmaceutical Factory where Li Meng had almost donated her spirit and soul.
Chen Qing took several turns and arrived outside a basement, stopped, and tried hard to make herself appear cold enough... and angry.
She pushed the door open, and the slightly rusted iron door made a sharp creaking sound.
Inside the iron door was a space the size of a basketball court.
Carpets made from the fur of unblemished white bears covered the entire space, and specimens made from the heads of rare demon beasts hung on the walls, including even a dragon head with sharp, gleaming teeth.
Glass cabinets in the four corners displayed many top-tier materials, and a basketball-sized light-element demon core on the dome, polished to a shine, served as a light source.
Any item here would be a treasure worth millions outside, but now it could only serve as a private collection, losing the purpose it should have had.
"Aha~ Chen Qing, I'm very happy to see you return on time." A voice with a hint of teasing rang out.
The speaker was a man in his 30s, wearing glasses, looking gentle like a teacher; he was sitting on a large golden nanmu chair.
On his left and right, two rows of chairs were lined up, totaling over twenty, most of which were occupied.
Vice President Jin Yulong of Bright Moon Company was among them, and Director Zhang Hai from the 8th floor was also there, but only had the status to stand behind him.
Everyone looked at Chen Qing; apprehension, greed, hostility—all kinds of gazes were present.
Chen Qing scanned the circle and said indifferently: "Is that so? I, however, am very unhappy to see you all."
"We're all colleagues, let's not make things so awkward."
The Gentle Man glanced at the cloth bag in Chen Qing's hand, raised his wine glass, and smiled: "Come, come, to celebrate Chen Qing killing the target, completing the organization's mission, and eliminating a potential threat to the organization, let us toast to her."
Others raised their glasses one after another, smiling.
Chen Qing walked straight through the crowd, came before the Gentle Man, and threw the cloth bag in her hand onto the ground.
A bloody head rolled out, *thump, thump*, landing beside the golden nanmu chair.
It was not Li Yu, but the Cyborg who had assassinated Li Yu.
A commotion broke out all around.
"What a crazy woman, now there's a good show to watch." Jin Yulong sneered.
Everyone put down their wine glasses, looking at Chen Qing with uncertainty and suspicion.
The success rate of Cyborgs is not high, and even fewer can retain a relatively complete will; Evil Dog was considered a relatively successful one.
This loss... was not small.
The smile on the Gentle Man's face gradually faded. His slender, fair fingers hooked the head up, caressing a gap in the center of the forehead, and then he put the fingers stained with brains and blood into his mouth to taste carefully.
His expression went from enjoyment to contemplation, and then he opened his eyes.
"Hmm... Sword Qi," the Gentle Man said, "You killed him?"
"Yes."
"Why?"