480: Touch you from head to toe

As the old saying goes: it's easy to draw a Dragon or a tiger, but hard to draw its bones; you may know a person's face, but not their heart.

Shen Bei still had some doubts about Two Headed Vine's identity.

As for her claim that she had inadvertently entered this situation and was being hunted, Shen Bei was more or less distrustful.

Therefore, when the two parties went their separate ways in a harmonious atmosphere, Shen Bei did not return to the Martial Arts University.

Instead, he quietly followed Two Headed Vine.

Over ninety percent of people in this world, even if they live to be seventy or eighty, still cannot see the heart hidden beneath another's skin.

If a "professional" deceiver appears and tries to trick them with a scheme, it is difficult for them to use their so-called "elderly wisdom" to discern the lie.

As for Shen Bei, a Transmigrator who has lived "two lives," it is quite regrettable that he is also an inconspicuous member among "over ninety percent of people in this world."

But this does not mean that Shen Bei was helpless against lies.

If you cannot attack a lie, then defend against it.

Doing this is not that difficult; you just need to maintain constant suspicion in your heart, just like remembering to bring your house keys every time you leave home.

At this moment, Shen Bei was suspicious of Two Headed Vine.

Shen Bei would never let his guard down simply because a person was an "ordinary person without power" or a "low-grade Martial Artist."

Two Headed Vine, this seemingly weak "ordinary person," was an even more dangerous target to be wary of.

She seemed gentle, yet Shen Bei found her inscrutable.

Her history of instigating multiple gangs to fight each other reminded Shen Bei that she was by no means a good person, and the fact that everyone who had cooperated with her met with misfortune shortly after also made Shen Bei unable to ignore her.

In comparison, Mu Feiran was more like a fledgling entering the black market – not even a fledgling, but more like a "fertilized egg." He not only lacked criminal experience but also put on a brave front while being inwardly timid, and Two Headed Vine had seen right through him.

Of course, Shen Bei's suspicion of Two Headed Vine was not limited to habitual doubt, unreliable intuition, and unverified rumors; there was also a decisive reason. That was Two Headed Vine's previous statement: if it weren't for Mu Feiran, she would have simply thought the Sheepskin Assassin was an ordinary serial killer.

However, at the time Shen Bei bought "information about the Sheepskin Assassin" from her, she was not yet aware of the connection between the Sheepskin Assassin and the mysterious organization. Yet, the information she sold was too comprehensive. Judging by Shen Bei's experience, unless she had already been closely monitoring the Sheepskin Assassin, it would never have been so extensive.

This strongly contradicted her earlier statement and became a crucial factor in Shen Bei's suspicion of her.

So, Shen Bei, like a spy in an anti-Japanese war film from his hometown, stealthily trailed behind Two Headed Vine, watching her enter the women's section of a public restroom.

At this moment, Shen Bei was on a bustling street.

This was the central street of the city, and even though the sun had set, people were still coming and going.

Shen Bei hid behind a vending machine by the street, and the public restroom Two Headed Vine entered was about ten meters away from Shen Bei, with people constantly going in and out.

Ten minutes passed, and Two Headed Vine still hadn't emerged from the public restroom.

Shen Bei scratched his head, thinking: Could it be that his tailing had been discovered, and she escaped through the women's restroom window?

Or, did the earlier milk tea accidentally trigger her digestive issues, and now she's merely emptying her stomach inside?

Just as Shen Bei felt anxious, hesitating whether to rush in and check.

Of course, Shen Bei's current disguise was not his original appearance.

If he were to rush into the women's restroom and be mistaken for a pervert, it wouldn't matter.

It wouldn't affect the real Shen Bei's reputation at all.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, Shen Bei saw a woman gracefully walk out of the public restroom.

The woman's appearance was completely different from Two Headed Vine's he had seen earlier, yet Shen Bei could immediately recognize that she was Two Headed Vine.

It seemed she, like him, had come to meet after disguising herself, and now she had shed all her disguises, completely refreshed.

She had shoulder-length dark brown hair that fell naturally, and a face that was sweeter than before. She wore a beige puff-sleeved top, a gray knee-length skirt, white short socks, and black canvas shoes.

She looked more like a female student out and about than an intelligence broker operating in the black market.

Suddenly, Two Headed Vine quickened her pace. She looked back abruptly, as if someone afraid of the dark, walking alone on a night road, had suddenly heard a strange sound behind her.

Shen Bei immediately averted his gaze and hid his entire body behind the vending machine.

After a few breaths, when Shen Bei peeked out again, Two Headed Vine had already turned her head and walked some distance forward.

Good, it seemed she hadn't noticed him.

Shen Bei quietly followed.

If it were anyone else, they might not have been able to tell that this woman was actually Two Headed Vine, but Shen Bei was different.

He had an extremely profound understanding of the human body and movement.

During their conversation in the small shop, Shen Bei had observed Two Headed Vine's physical details with extreme care and memorized them firmly. For example, her height, weight, the length of her arms and legs, her standing and walking posture, and also the length and sharpness of her nails, the frequency of her blinking and breathing, whether she stepped out with her left foot or right foot first...

Shen Bei had committed every detail that could distinguish her from others to memory.

These inconspicuous details, which seem unlikely to be useful, are actually quite the opposite.

And if one can remember whether someone steps out with their left foot or right foot first, it can be useful when ambushing a Martial Artist from behind a door. Specifically, it allows one to predict the opponent's posture the moment they pass through the door, calculate the lead time, and then strike ruthlessly.

These are all details.

For example, now, the reason Shen Bei could tell that the woman in front was Two Headed Vine was thanks to this ability.

Some instinctive habits and postures cannot be changed, especially the stride of one's walk and the swing of one's body, and so on.

Shen Bei followed Two Headed Vine while observing the surrounding terrain, then suddenly accelerated. Without letting Two Headed Vine notice him, he circled to her front-side, then took out his phone and discreetly took a few photos of her.

After successfully completing it.

Shen Bei retreated.

Then he started using his work phone to contact Big Ears.

Soon, the call connected.

"My dear Ying Zheng, do you have another commission this time?" Big Ears asked excitedly.

"I need you to investigate someone's identity," Shen Bei replied.

"Who do you want to kill?"

"I said 'investigate.'"

"We should be old friends by now, shouldn't we? No need to pretend with me."

Big Ears said with a chuckle over the phone, "Aren't you just someone who retired for thirty years and is finally itching to kill someone to warm up? I'll arrange it for you right away. But even close brothers have to settle accounts clearly; you can't default on the payment."

The faint sound of a keyboard could be heard from his end, as if he was arranging a target for Shen Bei, and he continued, "I thought you'd choose the Sheepskin Assassin. Is it really too risky to hunt such prey right after returning?"

"The Sheepskin Assassin is already dead," Shen Bei said, smacking his lips.

"Uh..." He suddenly choked, the keyboard sounds stopped, and after a moment, he slowly asked, "You killed him?"

"Yes."

"..."

He made a sound like air rapidly escaping through the gaps in his teeth, as if he had suddenly eaten something spicy.

"Also, I think you have some misunderstanding about me."

Considering that Big Ears might still be a cooperating intelligence broker in the future, Shen Bei felt he should perhaps clarify the misunderstanding slightly.

He wasn't merely trying to project an image of "I am very fierce," and continued, "Actually, I don't have that strong an interest in killing."

"Oh... I understand, I understand..." He seemed to let it go in one ear and out the other, then asked, "So, who do you want me to investigate?"