26: deep!

"Not only do I know your name, but I also know that you dislike being restrained at home!"

Hearing the old man say this, Lan Zijun was first taken aback, and then her mind buzzed, exploding like fireworks again.

If this sentence were spoken by someone else, it would naturally be incomprehensible, too vague, but Lan Zijun was certainly not among them.

Lan Zijun's eyes narrowed slightly, her teeth clenched tightly, and anger completely consumed her mind for a brief moment.

Full killing intent surged from Lan Zijun's eyes, her face was full of coldness, and her fists were clenched.

But.

A voice in her mind kept shouting:

Calm down, Lan Zijun, you need to calm down. You are here to clarify the truth of the matter. Now is not the time to lose your temper.

Gradually, Lan Zijun calmed down, and her tightly clenched fists also relaxed again.

This old man in front of her who knew her secret seemed to be the mysterious person who had been passing her notes.

Lan Zijun re-examined the old man in front of her from head to toe.

From Lan Zijun's understanding, the mysterious person who passed her the notes should have been a young person or a middle-aged person.

She had never expected that the mysterious person 'contacting' her would actually be an elderly person.

Without changing her expression, Lan Zijun quickly thought in her mind if she had encountered any elderly people who resembled the old man in front of her.

Upon careful thought, there really wasn't anyone.

Lan Zijun's expression didn't change much, but her brow furrowed slightly.

All of this was seen by the old man in front of her.

"Hehe...."

Stroking his beard, the old man chuckled with a tone of apology, saying:

"Girl, I'm sorry, someone asked me to say those words just now. It wasn't my intention. I don't even understand what those words mean. Do you understand?"

"But that person told me that only by saying those words to you would you believe it."

The old man in front of her was actually just a tool?

This unexpected development made Lan Zijun's beautiful brows furrow tightly. Then she turned her head to look around, trying to find the person secretly directing the old man, but the square was packed with people, making it extremely difficult.

"That person asked me to give you this."

As he spoke, the old man took out a small and exquisite black walkie-talkie from his pocket and handed it to Lan Zijun.

As soon as she saw the walkie-talkie, Lan Zijun immediately understood:

The real person secretly controlling everything wanted to contact Lan Zijun through the walkie-talkie.

What a meticulous mind!

Lan Zijun secretly said in her heart.

After a slight hesitation, Lan Zijun didn't take it directly.

She took out a handkerchief, which she usually used to wipe sweat, from her small bag. She spread it out flat on her palm.

She motioned for the old man to place the walkie-talkie on it.

The old man smiled and then did as she indicated.

"Alright, my mission is complete. Goodbye."

After saying that, the old man lightly turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Lan Zijun originally wanted to chase after him to ask what was going on.

But upon careful consideration, the old man was just brought in temporarily to deliver the walkie-talkie. What would be the use of chasing after him?

Staring at the walkie-talkie in her hand, Lan Zijun then shifted her gaze, looking around again.

She wanted to find the person observing her in the dark, but the surroundings were noisy, and there were too many distractions for her sight.

There was no other way, Lan Zijun could only give up.

...

Soon after, in a tall building overlooking the square, a person was secretly observing Lan Zijun's reaction from above with binoculars.

It was none other than Su Yue, the one behind all of this.

Thinking of the moment Lan Zijun took out the handkerchief, Su Yue smiled.

The President of the company indeed had a very high sense of caution.

Presumably, Lan Zijun wanted to preserve the fingerprints on the walkie-talkie for investigation.

Unfortunately, Su Yue was one step ahead of her and had already thought of this.

So when he took the walkie-talkie, he was wearing gloves.

The walkie-talkie in Lan Zijun's hand now was clean, with nothing left on it.

Looking at the walkie-talkie, Lan Zijun knew that she had no other option but to wait.

So, she found a bench nearby, smoothed out the skirt under her bottom, and sat down elegantly.

After seeing all of this with the binoculars from the tall building, Su Yue cleared his throat.

"Cough cough."

Immediately after, he took out a voice recorder from his pocket.

The voice recorder was a new model with a voice-changing function. After confirming that the adjustments were fine, Su Yue pressed the button on the walkie-talkie.

Shasha shasha shasha—

The static sound generated upon connecting came from the walkie-talkie's earpiece.

The same sound also emanated from the walkie-talkie held by Lan Zijun.

Lan Zijun immediately shivered, then raised the walkie-talkie in front of her, waiting for the connection.

After five or six seconds.

A low, hoarse voice, like that of the old Godfather Vito Lyon in the movie "The Godfather," came through.

[Hello]

The other party's voice sounded full of pressure. Lan Zijun, with a serious expression, immediately replied:

[Hello, I am Lan Zijun. May I know how you should be addressed?]

Trying to get information.

Su Yue thought for a moment, then said:

[Just call me Abyss]

This was the name of the intelligence organization he planned to establish.

Lan Zijun frowned slightly, understanding that this was definitely not his real name.

Using a walkie-talkie and being unwilling to reveal his true name, the other party's vigilance was truly terrifying.

Facing such a formidable opponent, Lan Zijun raised her full attention, absolutely unable to let down her guard.

[Okay, Abyss.]

There was no change in Lan Zijun's expression; she remained calm and composed, only her tone was exceptionally cold.

[Let's get straight to the point, no beating around the bush]

[I have witnessed the ability you have shown me, and I am very impressed]

[Please clarify, why are you contacting me in this manner?]

Although this direct communication style was quite blunt, Su Yue liked it.

No insincere pleasantries, no rambling, just getting straight to the point, which was exactly what he wanted.

[I am an intelligence merchant from the Abyss, and I have a piece of intelligence to sell you]

Intelligence?

This word, in Lan Zijun's view, was rarely heard in everyday life.

It usually only existed in war or spy movies.

However, this did align with the information he had been passing to her these past few days.

And now this mysterious person said he wanted to sell her intelligence. What was his intention?

[What kind of intelligence?]

[Intelligence concerning your life and death.]

My life and death?

Doubt couldn't help but arise in Lan Zijun's heart.

She admitted that this mysterious person certainly had some skills; after all, he could even collect her private information.

But concerning life and death?

To Lan Zijun, this sounded truly shocking.

Silently, Lan Zijun thought calmly before asking.

[Abyss, how much do you plan to sell this piece of intelligence to me for?]

[30 million]

The price Su Yue gave without hesitation made Lan Zijun raise an eyebrow, and a stone seemed to sink in her heart.

30 million.

That was no small sum!

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