Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 137 - 136: Lover in a Dream
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"Lin, buddy, Iām doing all this for your sake. Donāt be ungrateful and bite the hand that feeds you. Weāve known each other for more than a year or two. Even though your parents have been missing for five years, Iām someone who values old ties. Besides, do I not know you well enough? Leaving it to you, I couldnāt be more reassured."
As for Nangong Shui, the old fox, Lin Zifeng knew him all too well. He met Nangong Shui through his parentsā introduction five years ago. Later, when he went abroad, he kept in touch with Nangong Shui during his three years overseas. Because his parents had disappeared, Lin Zifeng had no reliable relatives in China, so he always stayed in contact with him, hoping his connections could unravel the reason behind his parentsā disappearance. However, what happened later was unexpected for both of them. A failed mission had almost cost Lin Zifeng his life, and he inadvertently ended up in Dark Prison. Two years passed in the blink of an eye, and just a few days after returning, Nangong Shui had found him by spending a fortune and through various sources of information. The saying "money talks" was indeed forever true.
However, this time Lin Zifeng seemed to have changed drastically since his return, and even Nangong Shui, who used to understand him well, found it hard to see through him now. But whenever he was asked what he had been doing these past two years, Lin Zifeng would just smile faintly.
He never mentioned the reason behind his disappearance.
"Youāre reassured if I take over? Heh, Iām not even assured about myself, yet you trust me so much, Nangong Shui. You think too highly of me, Lin Zifeng."
Lin Zifeng pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to Nangong Shui, who, like an old rascal, didnāt hold back at all. Speaking with Lin Zifeng, he exuded none of the air of a superior, just like chatting with some close buddies.
"Whatās up? Kid, havenāt seen you in two years; have you turned chicken?"
"Itās not that Iāve turned chicken, Iām just scared. To this day, I still donāt even know if my parents are alive or dead. Youāre asking me to hit on your daughter; canāt help but feel youāve got some ulterior motive against me."
By any normal reasoning, what kind of parents would urge a loafer to pursue their daughter, let alone encourage someone to date her? Could such parents really be considered ānormalā?
Based on Lin Zifengās understanding of this guy, there were definitely some tricks up his sleeve.
But he didnāt want to point it out explicitly. Everyoneās smart here; some things are understood without being said. All you want is for me to protect your daughterās safety. Is there really a need to beat around the bush and waste so much breath talking about it?
"Donāt worry about that. As long as I, Nangong Shui, am around, Iāll make sure to get to the bottom of your parentsā disappearance. But I have to say, your parentsā vanishing act has been quite puzzling. Iāve spent quite a sum over the years to investigate their case, but to no avail. And whatās even more baffling is that all the private detectives I sent out were strangled to death, those who did return either ended up as idiots or lunatics. What do you think about this?"
At this point, Nangong Shui was somewhat baffled himself, convinced that this matter was far from being as simple as he had imagined. Even if Lin Zifengās parents had indeed died, their bodies should have been found. But with neither sight of them alive, nor their corpses when dead, it was genuinely troubling.
"Strangled to death? What do you mean? Where were they strangled to death?"
Lin Zifeng grew agitated, knowing that the deaths of these detectives must somehow tie into news about his parents.
"This, Iām not sure about. But I had those detectives eliminated to prevent any leaks. After all, this matter is too significant. Itās definitely not just about your parents."
"By the way, have you ever heard of a place called Dark Prison?"
As Lin Zifeng fell into deep thought, Nangong Shuiās expression turned icy, as though he had broached a subject he himself was reluctant to discuss.
"Dark Prison?"
Lin Zifengās face twitched slightly as he spoke with a steady voice, "I donāt know, Iāve never heard of it. Why do you ask?"
"Iām not certain either. Itās just that those detectives who barely escaped with their lives kept muttering about this Dark Prison, so I just found it strange and thought Iād ask you. Havenāt you been abroad all these years? Havenāt you heard of such a place?"
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"Cousin, what do you think Uncle will say to this beast? Could he be fired? If Uncle really fires him, does that mean weāll never see this annoying ghost again? Then, then no one will play with Huahua anymore."
By the end of her words, Hua Buqiās adorable eyes sparkled with a hint of reluctance.
If things really were as she imagined, then wouldnāt she truly never see this beast again? Wouldnāt she be bored in the future? Although he was annoying, without his presence to bicker with occasionally, would she feel lonely? If that were the case, should she plead with her cousin on his behalf?
In Hua Buqiās memory, Lin Zifeng always played the role of a bodyguard; she had no idea about the relationship between Lin Zifeng and Nangong Bing. At most, she thought this bodyguard took too many liberties, not only loving to argue with her but particularly fond of sneaking her snacks. And most infuriating of all, he was a greedy little miser.
Faced with the little girlās question, Nangong Bing couldnāt help but silently chuckle inside. If only firing him were possible, she feared not only could he not be fired, but their parents might even meddle.
She wondered what her parents were really thinking. If it was just to repay someoneās kindness, they shouldnāt use their own happiness as payment. At most, they could just give some money and be done with it. In their eyes, money was merely a matter of numbers. As long as Lin Zifeng named his price, theyād give it to him.
But she feared that even if he was willing to take money, her father wouldnāt agree to give it.
"Cousin, are you even listening to me?"
Seeing Nangong Bing lost in thought, gazing blankly at a distant window, the little girl was a bit puzzled.
"Huh!?"
Nangong Bing raised her beautiful willow eyebrows in indulgence and asked, "Whatās wrong, Huahua?"
"Ah, never mind, it seems like youāre even more melancholic than I am. Letās just pretend I never said anything." Hua Buqi pouted, wriggling her small bottom, and decided to go grab something to eat instead.
"Wait, Huahua, may I ask you something?"
As Hua Buqi got up and headed towards the room, Nangong Bing bit her vibrant red lips, looking as if she was wrestling with some inner turmoil.
"Sure, ask away. If Huahua knows, Iāll definitely answer all your questions." The little girl was in a rare good mood. As for Lin Zifengās fate, she couldnāt care less at the moment. If things turned out as she expected, she couldnāt do anything about it. They could just hire him again, right?
"Do, do you know much about the man with the bronze mask?"
At this point, Nangong Bingās lovely face had already reddened, looking almost ready to drip with moisture. It was her first time ever asking about a man. Moreover, this man seemed so elusive; she knew she had no future with him, but driven by curiosity, she still wanted to know who this mysterious man was.
"Him? Heās my idol! Without him, the incident with that beast hitting people probably wouldnāt have been resolved by now, and my reputation and fame would surely have suffered. Itās just a pity for such a manāI never got to see him in person; otherwise, I would definitely marry him."
The little girl clasped her hands in front of her chest, a face full of longing, her innocent cheeks showing a yearning expression.
As if the man with the bronze mask was the lover of her dreams.
Seeing her infatuated look, Nangong Bing couldnāt help but let out a chuckle.
But soon after, she felt a sense of secret loss. The man she admired was also liked by Huahua, and that made things particularly difficult. If she were to compete with her own cousin for a man, what a terrible thing that would be. But upon further thought, such a mysterious man seemed unattainable, just to meet him was a desire, so how could she possibly end up in a relationship with someone else?